Basketball System: Hate Makes Me Unstoppable-Chapter 390: Join Him?!

The second unit's battle ended with Cleveland leading 41-35.

Kevin Durant came back into the game and immediately started pouring in buckets. But the Cavaliers' offense wasn't slowing down either.

Derrick Rose's aggressive drives.

J.R. Smith's timely threes.

Cleveland was thriving.

It wasn't Han Sen taking over—it was Han Sen orchestrating.

Han had always been an elite scorer, but scoring wasn't the only thing he could do.

With his elite passing vision, he could command an offense like Magic Johnson—getting everyone involved, making the game easier for his teammates.

And by choosing to operate more in the post, he wasn't just attracting double teams—he was conserving energy.

By the time the second unit's stretch ended, Malone had completely outcoached Stevens.

Both coaches were elite tacticians, but playoff series weren't just about X's and O's.

It was a chess match.

And right now?

Malone had control of the board.

Cleveland maintained its edge throughout the second quarter.

Even with Stevens adjusting his defense to limit Jokić, Wade and Han stepped up with their off-ball movement and scoring.

At halftime, the score was 55-53.

A close game, but anyone watching knew the momentum was with Cleveland.

Stevens had been burning through his star players' minutes, trying desperately to swing the game in Boston's favor.

Meanwhile, Han had barely even looked to score.

That was the dangerous part.

Because now? It was his turn.

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The third quarter started with Kyle Kuzma replacing Tristan Thompson in the lineup.

And with that, Han Sen went into full takeover mode.

He was done facilitating.

Now?

He was here to end the game.

As soon as Stevens saw it happening, he knew he had no good options.

He had gambled on single coverage all series to wear Han down.

But after barely breaking a sweat in the first half, Han was fresh.

The strategy had backfired.

And yet, Stevens hesitated to change it.

If they doubled Han, Cleveland's shooters would go off.

If they didn't?

Han would torch them one-on-one.

So he stuck with the single coverage for as long as he could.

Big mistake.

Han absolutely shredded Boston's defense.

One-on-one? Unstoppable.

Help defense? Too late.

Too much space? Three-pointer—cash.

Too little space? Fadeaway—easy.

Cutting off his drives? He bullied his way inside anyway.

Han dropped 30 points in the third quarter alone.

A playoff record.

The only other player in history to have multiple 30-point quarters? Kobe Bryant.

And if you narrowed it down to only playoff performances?

Han Sen stood alone.

By the time the third quarter ended, the two-point halftime lead had ballooned to 14.

And Boston?

They were mentally broken.

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Boston came into the fourth quarter already defeated.

Their starters were exhausted.

Their confidence? Shattered.

It wasn't just the score.

It was Han.

The way he dominated them.

The way he controlled the game like a titan among mortals.

How the hell were they supposed to stop someone who could drop 30 in a quarter in a conference finals game?!

It felt like they were in a war, only to suddenly realize that their enemy had a walking nuclear weapon.

By the time the game ended, Cleveland had completely buried Boston.

Final score: 115-98.

Han finished with 48 points in just three quarters.

This was his Kobe moment.

A three-quarter masterpiece.

As the game ended, social media exploded.

"I never saw Jordan play, but I lived through the Han Sen era. This is the greatest legend of all time. No debate."

"The Celtics are reliving their Jordan nightmare. Back then, it was MJ. Now, it's Han Sen. Straight to the depths of hell!"

"Miami. Boston. These teams are historically great, but they exist in the wrong timeline. They were born to suffer under Han."

"KD is actually cursed. Every time he joins a superteam, Han Sen is there waiting to destroy him."

"When Han Sen retires, KD won't even show up to the ceremony, and they won't be allowed to start until he does!"

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3-2.

Cleveland was now one win away from the NBA Finals.

And for the second straight season, Boston found itself on the brink of elimination.

Last year, they had taken Cleveland to Game 7.

This time?

They were dangerously close to falling short of even that.

For a team as talented as Boston, losing before a Game 7 would be a disaster.

Because if even this roster wasn't enough to get past Cleveland?

Then as long as Han and Jokić were together, the Celtics' entire future was in doubt.

It was the same dark cloud that had hung over the East when Jordan's Bulls were at their peak.

But unlike Jordan?

Han wasn't retiring anytime soon.

Of course, Boston didn't know that Han was planning to leave Cleveland after this season.

To them?

Han Sen was a permanent nightmare.

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With that in mind, Game 6 in Boston had a funeral-like atmosphere.

The crowd knew their team was outmatched.

And Boston's coaching staff seemed to know it too.

Because Stevens did something completely out of character.

He threw away Boston's defensive identity.

For the first time, the Celtics abandoned their defensive-first mentality.

They had always been built on elite defense—from Bill Russell's dynasty to the Big Three era.

But tonight?

They didn't even try.

Stevens had accepted reality.

Boston could not stop Han Sen.

And with Jokić dominating inside, they were just bleeding points everywhere.

So instead of focusing on defense?

Stevens went all-in on offense.

Because if you can't stop the enemy, you might as well try to outscore them.

It was a radical, almost reckless strategy.

But in Game 6?

It worked.

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This Cleveland team wasn't as defensively dominant as Han's old Grizzlies squad.

Memphis had been an elite defensive machine, with only Zach Randolph as a potential weak link.

This Cavaliers squad?

They couldn't cover up weaknesses the same way.

And that's why, for the first time all series, Boston's scoring firepower exploded.

They played like a team with nothing to lose.

Relentless pace.

Aggressive shot-taking.

Abandoning all defensive conservatism.

And in one of the most stunning offensive performances in Eastern Conference Finals history...

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Boston put up 135 points.

In the pre-shot clock reform era.

In a playoff elimination game.

It was insane.

It was desperate.

And it was exactly what they needed.

Boston forced a Game 7.

And in doing so, they proved one undeniable fact—

This was not the same Celtics team from last season.

Last year, their ceiling was dictated by Isaiah Thomas.

And as great as IT was, there were limits.

This time?

Boston had Kyrie Irving.

And Kyrie didn't have limits.

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The Western Conference Finals had also gone to a Game 7.

But the storyline out West couldn't have been more different from the East.

Celtics vs. Cavaliers was a battle of superstar firepower and coaching strategy.

Pelicans vs. Rockets?

It was a clash between the NBA's best offense and its best defense.

The Rockets had been the number one offensive team all season.

The Pelicans had the league's top defense.

And through four games, the pattern was clear:

Whenever the Rockets scored over 120, they won.Whenever they didn't? The Pelicans shut them down and took the game.

One game was so brutal, Houston only managed 85 points.

It was the eternal debate—

Does offense win championships?

Or does the defense-first mentality reign supreme?

Then came Game 5.

And something strange happened.

James Harden? Struggled.

LeBron James? Struggled.

But Eric Gordon?

He took over.

15-for-8 shooting.

A team-high 24 points.

Clutch buckets when both superstars faded.

With Gordon leading the way, the Rockets scraped out a 98-93 win.

They were one win away from the Finals.

It looked like Houston was in control.

But then?

Chris Paul happened.

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In the closing moments of Game 5, Chris Paul pulled up lame.

A hamstring injury.

The moment he sat down on the bench, he punched the seat in frustration.

He knew.

His season was over.

And without CP3?

Houston collapsed.

Game 6 in New Orleans wasn't just a loss—

It was a blowout.

The Rockets lost by nearly 30 points.

Paul's injury didn't just impact the on-court situation—

It killed Houston's morale.

They still had one more shot in Game 7.

But unless a miracle happened, the Pelicans were headed to their first-ever Finals.

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Just a few days earlier, Dante Cunningham had asked Han who he'd rather face in the Finals.

Back then, it had been a real debate.

Now?

It wasn't a question of Houston or New Orleans.

It was a question of—

Would the Pelicans be facing the Cavaliers?

Or the Celtics?

The Eastern Conference Finals Game 7 was first.

And it set a new viewership record for the season.

Cleveland's dynasty hopes were on the line.

And from the opening tip, it was clear—

The Cavaliers had changed.

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From the very first possession, Cleveland played with a new level of defensive intensity.

It was the most locked-in they had been all playoffs.

And leading the charge?

Han Sen.

His opening matchup? Kyrie Irving.

Full-court pressure.

Physical, suffocating defense.

Then, when Durant started heating up?

Han switched onto him.

This was vintage Memphis Han Sen.

The defensive stopper version.

The version that could single-handedly disrupt an entire offense.

And for once?

Han could afford to play that way.

Because just like in Game 5, Jokić had evolved.

Cleveland didn't need Han to drop 50.

Not yet.

Right now, all he had to do was neutralize Boston's weapons.

And it worked perfectly.

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Offense is inherently unstable.

The best scoring teams in history?

They all had cold nights.

And against elite defenders, those cold spells happened more often.

Han froze out both Kyrie and Durant from finding a rhythm.

He didn't shut them down completely—no one could.

But he disrupted them just enough.

By halftime, the score was 46-36.

Both teams had their lowest-scoring half of the series.

Cleveland had set the tone.

And then?

Han flipped the switch.

Coming out of halftime, Han stopped locking in defensively.

Instead?

He started hunting.

Boston's defense was already cracked open.

And once Han went into scoring mode?

It was over.

Kyrie and Durant had lost their rhythm.

Han?

He was just getting started.

With each bucket, the crowd got louder.

With each stop, the Celtics lost more hope.

Then, with the third quarter winding down—

Han delivered the dagger.

Back to the basket.

A spin move past Avery Bradley.

Help defense closing in.

A perfectly-timed explosion.

Han launched himself toward the rim.

Karl-Anthony Towns rotated late.

Too late.

Han's right arm extended like a striking cobra.

And with a thunderous one-handed slam—

Cleveland had officially broken Boston.

Han finished the quarter with 24 points.

Cleveland's lead? 20 points.

Kevin Durant looked up at the scoreboard.

His eyes?

Pure despair.

Eight straight seasons.

Eight straight playoff losses to Han Sen.

At this point, there was only one way left to win.

Join him.