He drove the ball straight to the baseline, stopped on a dime, and spun back like a dancer on stage, drawing Spree to instinctively raise his hands for a block. Suddenly, Hill dropped low, hit the court with the ball in a lightning-fast crossover, and scraped past him along the baseline to drive to the basket.
Facing Camby, who rotated over to help, Hill didn't hesitate in the slightest, rising up for the dunk.
'I've dunked on Moning and Uncle Mu. Who the hell do you think you are, Camby?'
With a heavy THUD, Camby staggered as he landed, a look of utter helplessness on his face.
The Nicks fans in the stands were in agony. It was such an incredible play, yet they couldn't just let loose and applaud. The feeling was unbearable.
Meanwhile, the Magic bench had completely erupted. Brown was waving a water bottle, howling with excitement.
Pleasance, on the other hand, was trembling uncontrollably.
