Scum Dog kept sticking his foot under Su Yan's landings, even hunting for the chance—intent blatant, nature vile.
Even though Su Yan dodged…
…it was still unforgivable.
Ejected on the spot, and the NBA front office will pile on more punishment after the game!
As for Su Yan…
His rage was understandable, but throwing punches and leaving Scum Dog that battered was a bit much—so out he went as well.
Still…
the league and the fans will understand; no extra penalty is coming.
[Ding!]
The verdict dropped…
…and the system chimed in.
[host beat up Zaza, crushed his toes, shattered his nasal bone—reward: $1 million.]
Final tally:
Su Yan and Zaza both tossed.
Zaza got what he wanted—yet Su Yan doesn't look like the loser.
He torched Scum Dog, pummelled him, vented his fury—and milked a cool $2.3 million off the thug.
Sweet!
Su Yan played less than two quarters tonight:
22 pts, 2 reb, 2 ast, 1 steal, 3 blocks—4 threes, 3 twos, 4 free throws.
4×4.8 + 3×3.2 + 4×1.6 + 4×0.8 + 2×0.48 + 2×0.32 = $400k.
Dribbles + steps: ~12k.
12×5 = $60k.
Grand total: 230 + 40 + 6 = $2.76 million.
Yes.
You read that right—thanks to Scum Dog, Su Yan banked $2.76 million in a single game.
Terrifying, isn't it?
If word got out…
every player in the league—Kobe, Garnett, Duncan, even Jordan—would be green with envy… ready to split at the cellular level.
EXP: 2,310,104 / 10,000,000.
Current balance: $6.0336 million.
After Su Yan left…
the game's buzz dimmed considerably.
The Hawks are decent, but Su Yan had built a 9-point cushion before exiting.
Besides…
Atlanta's anchor Center Al Horford was ruled out for the night.
Who held the edge was anyone's guess.
Still a dogfight.
Curry stepped up; David Lee stopped being just a blue-collar big and attacked on offense.
23 straight wins…
…have Knicks fans convinced they're elite.
Not a push-over.
Confidence makes players better.
Against a shorthanded "civilian Hawks," minus Su Yan, the Knicks cruised to victory.
Post-game…
at the Knicks presser…
a reporter asked Su Yan, "What do you say about Zaza's foot-stretch tonight?"
"Uh…"
Su Yan shrugged: "Nothing. I already said it with my fists."
"Ha!"
The reporter gave a thumbs-up. "I applaud that. Foot-stretching is despicable—can't let it slide.
Also… Mengmeng and Salena, two Hollywood starlets, are both campaigning votes for you lately. Any story there?"
"???"
Dude, isn't that leap a bit much?
Who interviews like this?
Write a novel this way and even dogs won't read it.
Su Yan swallowed the urge to roast him. "Maybe… they're my fans.
Voting for me.
Normal.
How about you, Mr. Reporter—will you cast a precious vote for me?"
"Of course, Mr. Su Yan, I'm a big fan."
The reporter grinned, then pressed: "Are you in touch with Mengmeng or Salena lately?
Who more often?"
"Sounds fun."
Su Yan hummed non-committally. "So… can you vote for me right now?"
"Sure."
He nodded again. "Then tell me—when was your last kiss?"
"Vote first!"
"After I vote, will you tell me who you spent a whole day dating lately?!"
"???"
This is an NBA post-game presser—shouldn't we recap the game?
Tonight had bloody noses, ejections—plenty of fireworks.
So why is the interview so bizarre, the questions so absurd?!
WHY?
Su Yan stayed cool…
but gossip between NBA players and Hollywood starlets is wildfire—any spark becomes a blaze.
Luckily Su Yan has lived two lives.
Fluent in officialese and a master of "read-and-random-reply," he gave the press nothing.
Still…
that didn't stop reporters from stirring the pot. Next day…
after learning of the Su Yan-vs-Scum Dog clash, the NBA launched a probe.
No surprise.
They fined Scum Dog $30k, suspended him 10 games, and tacked on 48 hours of community service.
Foot-stretching must be stamped out.
Truth is, many players do it; deny intent and it's almost impossible to prove.
Stick to "not on purpose" and evidence is flimsy.
Even last night—Zaza's first stretch looked blatant, but denial clouds the ruling.
But…
the second was different.
He deliberately followed Su Yan's landing path, hunting the foot.
That nails the act as intentional.
Evidence solid.
Severity maxed out.
The league seized the chance—make an example of Scum Dog, warn the whole association.
Play the game right.
Stay within the rules; dirty plays won't be tolerated.
"Nice job, NBA front office!"
"Only ten games? A season-long ban wouldn't be too much for a tumour like Zaza.
No—
boot him from the league."
"Right, the guy makes me gag; I can't eat!"
"Justice served!"
"Heh, end of the day Su Yan walked away fine, humiliated and punched Zaza, plus a 10-game suspension—
perfect!"
"…"
Fans cheered the heavy punishment—universal joy.
11 a.m.
Su Yan, Curry and the rest wrapped up the first workout and lounged in the break area.
Just then…
Wilson Chandler strolled in, hours late, looking gloomy and down.
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