"Jeremy! Jeremy!"

Entering the locker room, the teammates couldn't help but shout at Lamb.

Lamb was the biggest contributor to the team ending its losing streak, and he deserved this kind of cheering.

Lamb was a little shy, but he still mingled with his teammates.

"Tang, you've become a hero behind the scenes." Walker then pulled Tang Tian over and said.

"Feels good." Tang Tian said with a smile.

Walker glanced at Tang Tian and smiled along with him.

Tang Tian wasn't greedy for credit at all; his personality was really charming.

At the post-game press conference, Calhoun attended with Tang Tian and Lamb, his face full of smiles.

Obviously, tonight's victory made him particularly satisfied.

"This is a wonderful night. We won the game, Jeremy found his form, and Tang is still accurate from the outside. In fact, if you ask me how I feel now, I can't wait to see the team's performance after Kemba returns." Facing the reporters' routine questions, Calhoun's answer was like a spring breeze.

"Jeremy, you've played your best game in recent matches. What happened?" The reporter then turned to Lamb.

"Um... I know I haven't been playing well before, and I feel responsible for the team's losses. Actually, I know very well that Kemba is injured and I have to step up, but in the game, I always feel like I'm missing something. I didn't know what it was before, but now I know. I lacked a bit of courage. It was Tang who motivated me fiercely. He gave me the courage to carry this team on my shoulders."

Lamb spoke slowly, pausing every now and then, but you could feel the sincerity in his words. These were his heartfelt words.

After Lamb finished speaking, a burst of flashbulbs went off, not only for Lamb, but also for Tang Tian.

Tang Tian was stunned after hearing this. He originally just wanted to be a hero behind the scenes like Walker said, but he didn't expect Lamb to say it directly in front of the reporters.

But this also gave him a lot of good feelings about Lamb.

This kid is quite honest.

"Tang, what happened?" The reporter then turned the spearhead towards Tang Tian.

"Actually, it's nothing. We just sat down and chatted. Jeremy has a lot of talent. I told him to be bold and try, and he did it boldly." Tang Tian said with a calm expression.

After he finished speaking, Lamb was stunned for a moment, and Calhoun, who was on the side, couldn't help but smile.

This kind of handling was the best. The kind of one-on-one with trash talk was obviously not suitable for exposure to the media.

"Really?" The reporter obviously didn't believe it, and then looked at Lamb.

"Yes, really." Lamb reacted a little slowly, but he also realized it.

"Sorry, Tang." After the press conference ended, Lamb took the initiative to apologize to Tang Tian.

After a sustained slump, this game suddenly exploded. As long as you're not stupid, even the person involved knows what caused the change.

Tang Tian's method was relatively rough, but it did work, which is why he said that at the press conference.

"It's a small matter. Just don't blame me for defending you so embarrassingly that day." Tang Tian said with a smile.

Lamb heard Tang Tian joking, knew that he didn't care, and nodded with a smile.

The two put aside their previous suspicions, and Lamb found his form again. For UConn, this was an incredibly wonderful night.

There were a full five days of rest before the next game, and Calhoun gave the players a day off. Taking advantage of the holiday, Tang Tian took a car to New Haven again.

Unlike last time, he didn't come to play basketball games this time, but went directly to the local streetball court.

American streetball culture is very strong. Among them, Rucker Park is world-renowned. The popularity of streetball stars in some areas is even higher than that of NBA superstars, such as the most well-known Earl Manigault, and Rafer Alston, who played for the Rockets.

Of course, Tang Tian didn't come to play streetball today. He came for the one-on-one competition he had searched for before.

After walking around the streetball court, he quickly found something.

There were people playing high-end games over there, the kind that cost a hundred dollars a game.

Tang Tian went over and stood on the side to watch.

"Bang!"

A black player nearly two meters tall got past his opponent and directly executed a tomahawk dunk.

After the dunk, he kept pursing his lips and shaking his head.

"Killer! Killer!"

The audience on the sidelines also shouted along.

"Killer" was obviously the streetball player's nickname.

"Who is he?" Tang Tian then turned to a black audience member next to him and asked.

The black audience member didn't notice that someone had suddenly come next to him. Hearing Tang Tian's question, he glanced at him and said, "Is this your first time here?"

"Yes." Tang Tian nodded.

"Then you have to get to know him well. He's Killer, his full name is Shawn Foster, and he's the best streetball player in New Haven." The black man said proudly.

"Swish!"

Just then, Foster on the court continuously backed down his opponent, hitting a beautiful turnaround fadeaway.

After scoring the goal, he made a throat-slitting gesture at his opponent, which immediately drew louder cheers from the sidelines.

Compared to college basketball or professional basketball, the biggest difference in streetball is freedom. This kind of action, which would 100% get you ejected in professional games, is the best tool for igniting the audience here.

The one-on-one on the court continued. Foster's opponent dribbled very well, but his physicality was completely on a different level than Foster. His attempted floater was blocked by Foster with a volleyball-style block.

The audience on the sidelines exploded again.

The American streetball atmosphere is really unmatched.

After blocking the shot, Foster also walked around the sidelines, reaching out to the audience while walking, imitating Allen Iverson's gesture of listening to the cheers.

The scene immediately exploded even more.

The so-called more audience breeds better performance, but even the best performance needs an audience. American streetball players and streetball audiences are really indispensable.

After observing for a while, Tang Tian quickly saw from the physicality that this Foster played professionally, or used to play professionally.

Although streetball emphasizes freedom and fancy moves, if it's a one-on-one game, it's still about physicality. If you don't have physicality, no matter how dazzling your dribbling is, you'll still end up getting blocked.

"Who's next?" Foster won this game and shouted at the sidelines.

"I'll go." Another white player appeared. He was taller than Foster, and also stronger.

"Tank! Tank!" The crowd was shouting the white player's name again.

Tank, his name suited him, but his body was a bit puffy. It was obvious that he had a high body fat percentage, which was clearly different from Foster.

Tang Tian knew that this Tank definitely couldn't beat Foster, so he simply took out his phone to search for this Foster's background.

He actually found something. He was a player selected by the Raptors with the 51st pick in 2008, but he didn't sign with the Raptors. He went directly to play in the European league. He also tried out for the Mavericks, but unfortunately he didn't stay.

No wonder, this kind of NBA fringe player is invincible when playing one-on-one on the streetball court.