As the final buzzer sounded, the entire Staples Center erupted into a sea of celebration.
"MVP!"
In the stands, many fans had already started chanting "MVP" in unison.
Mixed in were shouts of "We are the champions!"
Chen Yu stood up and looked at the yellow confetti raining down, his heart filled with helplessness.
Game 2, another loss.
It was a bit better than the last game. 91 to 95, only a four-point loss.
They even had a chance to win in the final moments.
But then O'Neal stepped up. In the final moments, he attacked aggressively, drew a foul that made Ewing foul out, and scored five straight points to put the Suns away.
"It's just too tough," Nelson sighed beside him, filled with emotion.
He felt the Phoenix Suns had played well. They had learned their lesson from the last loss, and the coordination between the twin towers of Olajuwon and Ewing in the paint had improved. For instance, their timing when double-teaming O'Neal was clearly better than last game.
