Duncan's eyes were wide and his cheeks were puffed, every muscle in his body tensed as he drove McDyess back, grinding his way under the basket.
Once he was close to the rim, he took a step and, with no hesitation or feint, pulled up for the shot.
McDyess leaped to contest, and beads of sweat flew through the air from their intense mid-air collision.
But it was no use; the ball still dropped cleanly through the hoop.
"Fack!"
McDyess couldn't help but curse as he landed.
In the top-level suite, Chen Yu couldn't help but marvel internally.
'He's just too tough, too dominant!'
He glanced at the score: 97 to 96. The Suns were only up by one.
The pace in the first half was fast on both ends of the court, taking a significant toll on the players.
But after halftime, not only did the Spurs not let up, they actually ramped up their defensive intensity.
The score told the whole story.
