NBA: A collection of super busts

"That referee is awful!" Ben Affleck shook his head regretfully in front of the TV. "I wanted to see how well this wanted criminal does boxing!"

"It's a pity that none of these fights happened." Riley shook his head helplessly. What he wanted was a fierce conflict that could directly bring down Ye Feng's value.

He waited the entire last game, only to see Ye Feng's value skyrocket.

He waited for most of the night, and just when his chance seemed to be coming, it came to an abrupt end.

"There's no chance of a fight," Earl said, looking at West beside him. "His value is probably going to keep rising."

"It's hard to say," West laughed. "I don't think this conflict will end here. Neither Anthony nor Ye are the type to back down and let things go; they're both petty!"

"But....."

"There's an even more important reason, Earl," West said. "Remember those video recordings of Ye's fights this year that I asked you to find for me?"

"Remember."

"Did you see it?"

"I saw it," Earl said, "but I don't understand what it has to do with this incident."

"Have you noticed that this kid always has a few things in common when he gets into a fight?"

"You won every time?" Earl scratched his head; he really couldn't find anything else.

West remained unperturbed, saying calmly, "In every fight, he never initiated the conflict or struck first. It was always his opponent who fouled him maliciously or threw a punch first, followed by his counterattack. And although he provoked his opponents many times, he never actually used any dirty tricks on them."

"There are many subtle tricks, but none of them are dangerous moves that can cause injury, such as tiptoeing or pushing the waist."

"This proves that he is calm and clean-headed; he knows how to provoke his opponent without getting carried away."

"If he wasn't impulsive, why would he get into so many fights?"

"That's another common thread: every time he gets into a fight, it's when the game is already decided, when Marquette has secured the victory. You can look at all the games he's fought in; his team's winning percentage is 100%!"

"Is that so?" Earl finally understood. "So, every time he gets into a fight, he makes sure his impulsive actions won't jeopardize his victory before he even makes a move?"

"So, would you consider this impulsive?"

West nodded, indicating that you've hit the nail on the head: "I don't know if what he did was impulsive or not, I even suspect he might just be a violent maniac who enjoys beating people up for no reason."

"Then why doesn't he go play rugby?"

"I can ask him next time we meet. But for now, I think neither of them has forgotten about it, and they're both determined to continue."

"Therefore, I don't think tonight's game will end so peacefully."

......

These people are certainly not isolated cases.

Scouts, fans, and management personnel watching on television all had different opinions about the conflict.

No one knows how many people felt it was a pity the two didn't fight, or how many felt it was fortunate they didn't, but in any case, the referees quickly brought the situation under control.

However, when Ye Feng glanced at Anthony out of the corner of his eye, he could tell from his eyes and actions that this matter was not over yet!

Seeing that the situation was under control, the referees all went to the scorer's table to review the replay; they needed to determine how to officiate this round.

"Be careful, everyone." Ye Feng gathered his teammates together. "They might do something big next.

"Dwayne, especially you, try not to break through in the next few rounds, be careful not to get injured."

"But if Anthony takes the shot," Wade had a different opinion: "he'll be fouled out, and then we'll have a chance!"

"What if he puts you in bed for six months straight?" Crane glared at Wade, then said, "Anyway, we have a huge advantage right now. We'll slow down and play it safe."

"Try not to break through, and watch your step and their dirty tricks."

"We've essentially won this match; there's no need to pay any further price for it. Do you all understand what I mean?"

"clear!"

"Go ahead, and remember, stay calm, don't let anything happen, think about your future, your draft positions!"

As he said this, Klein glanced at Ye Feng. He had a bad feeling, and the deep unease made him even have the urge to replace Ye Feng as soon as possible.

"Don't worry, Coach, I'm the calmest person around!" Ye Feng said calmly, "I would never do anything that would harm the team's interests."

At this point, Klein had nothing more to say. He could only wave his hand, signaling everyone to come on stage.

The referee has already given his ruling: Anthony and Ye Feng each received a technical foul.

After both players made their technical free throws, Marquette continued his offensive attack.

"Let's see what the first attack after the conflict is like, and see if both sides can play calmly," Wilmarcus said. "They're both college students, and it's highly likely that their emotions will fluctuate after experiencing this kind of conflict."

"Now it all comes down to who's more composed, who can demonstrate a stronger resolve, and who's less affected. That person has a better chance!"

On the court, Wade dribbled at the top of the key, calmly compressing the offensive time. He knew that time was in their favor, and there was no need to rush each offensive possession; they could play as many 30 seconds as possible.

Their winning percentage will increase over time.

With only 7 seconds left on the shot clock, Wade finally found his opportunity. He called for a pick-and-roll again, and Townsend quickly came from the wing to screen for him. Wade then strode into the paint.

Klein couldn't help but close his eyes. He knew that Wade hadn't taken his words to heart. This guy was going to challenge Syracuse's bottom line. He was going to make these guys, especially Anthony, completely collapse.

If Anthony commits a malicious foul on this play, the team will be able to secure the victory!

This shot could indeed eliminate all variables; the only problem is that the risk is too great.

But Wade still charged in relentlessly, jumping, battling, and shooting.

But just as he made his shot, Anthony, who came over to help defend from the wing, actually made his move!

This guy pushed Wade in the waist mid-air, flipping Wade over.

Losing his balance, Wade instantly tumbled sideways in the air and crashed to the floor.

With a loud and frightening thud, Wade lay motionless on the floor.

"Fuck you! I told you, don't fucking..." Anthony only got halfway through his threat.