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NBA: Trash Talk as an Art Form Sichuan Observer 2493 words 2026-03-30 14:24:46

After the game, the media unanimously praised him. Scoring 82 points—what image could possibly be more impressive? The previous criticisms of Xinghui He’s flaws faded into insignificance in light of this performance. As long as he didn’t do anything outrageous in Eagle County, the media would hardly turn against him for a long time to come. Criticizing or bashing a player after such a dazzling display would be sheer madness.

Media, experts, players, and fans alike were all singing his praises without exception. Among them, Jalen Rose was the most enthusiastic. In fact, he was probably the happiest person after He scored those 82 points—perhaps even more so than He himself. If it weren’t for He Xinghui, Jalen Rose might have faced relentless criticism from Raptors fans, who simply couldn’t understand how any player could be defended into scoring 81 points against Kobe Bryant.

Now, Rose could finally stand tall and proudly declare that LeBron James had also been unable to stop He from scoring 82 points. If LeBron could have an off night, why couldn’t he? After all, LeBron was still the league’s superstar.

“He is an incredibly great player. Keep in mind, he scored those 82 points right over LeBron James, sometimes shooting directly into double teams set by LeBron and his teammates. Players like him and Kobe, when they get hot, no one can guard them—not even LeBron. Honestly, I’m a bit afraid to face the Clippers now; I don’t want to guard He. I imagine LeBron feels the same way...” Jalen Rose’s statement almost made the reporters burst into laughter. Throughout his remarks, he emphasized that even LeBron couldn’t stop a scoring machine in full flow. Those unfamiliar with the situation might have thought Rose harbored some grudge against LeBron, but in truth, he was merely seeking forgiveness from the fans.

Most fans couldn’t help but laugh uproariously after hearing his interview. Yet after the laughter, some felt a strange sort of sympathy for him. Had Rose not been put through such torment, he probably wouldn’t have dared to utter words that might offend both LeBron and his loyal supporters. Meanwhile, some Raptors fans softened their stance and forgave him a bit. After all, the fact remained: if LeBron, often praised for his defense, couldn’t stop an opponent from scoring so high, it was only natural that Rose also struggled to contain him.

Other players also held back no compliments. Even those who disliked He Xinghui refrained from expressing it, wary of being mocked by his fans as petty. “That damn guy, I’m jealous now. Next time I go to Los Angeles, he must treat me to dinner,” joked Shaquille O’Neal with a grin, making it sound as if they were close friends. At moments like these, claiming to be He’s close ally was sure to win fans’ favor.

“That was incredible. I’m a fan now,” said Yao Ming, laughing. Although the outcome of this game might challenge his status as China’s top basketball player, having such a formidable teammate meant he no longer had to fight alone on the international stage, which brought him joy. He valued team honors more than individual accolades.

“What else can I say? I thought scoring 24 points was pretty good for me. But he scored 58 more than that. I have to admit, he’s better than me,” Paul sighed. A 58-point gap—that was a distance he felt he couldn’t bridge. Though he disliked He Xinghui, he could only acknowledge his superiority in this moment.

“I have to say, our team’s pace was too slow. If we’d played faster, I could have scored more,” Tracy McGrady said sourly, avoiding any comment on He Xinghui’s performance and instead complaining about the team’s tactics. The reporter was taken aback—such remarks from McGrady could harm team unity. Yet secretly, the reporter was pleased; this was a perfect opportunity to fabricate a story about McGrady’s dissatisfaction with the team and his desire to leave. What he didn’t know was that McGrady genuinely disliked the team’s half-court style, preferring the fast-paced play of his Magic days that gave him more shooting chances, conveniently ignoring the defensive lapses that came with it.

“The Cavaliers played way too soft, really too soft. If it were me, I wouldn’t allow the player guarding me to score that many points,” snarled the iron-willed Kevin Garnett, showing contempt for the Cavaliers.

“So you mean you’d use unconventional means to stop your opponent from scoring so high?” the reporter asked.

“No, I mean I simply wouldn’t let my opponent score that many points,” Garnett replied.

The reporter was speechless. Wasn’t that basically saying he would resort to unconventional tactics?

While the outside world buzzed with excitement, He Xinghui continued his usual training, reflecting quietly on the lessons from the game.

In this match, he led his team to a commanding 128-100 victory over the Cavaliers, snapping a three-game losing streak. He personally scored 82 points, taking 45 shots and making 26, achieving an impressive 57.7% shooting accuracy. He broke his own single-game record by making 15 three-pointers out of 30 attempts. At the free-throw line, he hit 15 of 18, setting a personal best. In the third quarter, the Cavaliers applied brutal defense, forcing most of his points to come from free throws.

By the end of the game, he had shattered countless league, personal, and franchise records. His scoring average rose to 25.6 points per game, ranking tenth in the league, just behind Michael Reed and pushing Ray Allen out of the top ten.

Such staggering stats came at the cost of consuming a massive amount of his energy—2,400 points of rage, the most extravagant he had ever spent. Fortunately, he also gained over 1,400 points of rage from LeBron and others, so the net loss was about 1,000.

“If I waste any more, I’ll cut off my hand,” he silently swore to himself. He planned to conserve his energy in upcoming games to prepare for the All-Star Game, playoffs, and World Championships.

He would need plenty of energy for the playoffs, aiming for the Western Conference Finals. Even more importantly was the World Championships—he wanted to win a medal for his country, preferably gold. With the Dream Team likely to falter this year, it was the perfect chance to seize the championship. Missing it would mean waiting another four years.

Compared to a league championship, He Xinghui cared more about international glory. One represented personal achievement, the other national pride. Besides, the league title was contested annually, but the World Championships came only once every four years—missing one was a long wait.