"Timeout? Do we really need a timeout in this garbage time?"
In the commentary booth...
Van Gundy frowned, and Mike Breen glanced at the game, his pupils suddenly shrinking, exclaiming, "My God? It's only been 2 minutes, and the point difference is only 10 points?"
"What?!"
Van Gundy was also surprised upon hearing this.
What's going on?
The two commentators, who had been chatting without paying attention to the game, quickly checked the data.
Van Gundy looked at the data and exclaimed, "The center of the Suns, Carlos, wearing the number '0' jersey, played for 2 minutes and 3 seconds, with 5 shots and 5 hits, 1 free throw and 1 hit, and scored 11 points?!"
"Carlos?"
Mike Breen quickly confirmed the information again and exclaimed, "It's really him, the player Carlos from Mexico. He couldn't even make it into the rotation. What's the situation with these 5 shots, 5 hits, and 11 consecutive points?"
"Hey!"
The more Van Gundy looked at the data, the more surprised he became, saying, "Mike, Carlos is a center with a height of 215 centimeters. How can he be so accurate in mid-range jump shots?!"
"Yeah!"
Mike Breen nodded in agreement, also astonished.
The two commentators, who had not been paying attention to the game, during the timeout, were shocked when they realized that the score was only 10 points apart after Carlos scored 11 consecutive points.
Meanwhile...
In the audience...
"Hey, did you see that?!"
"What?"
"The substitute center for the Suns wearing the '0' jersey seems to be quite powerful. He's already 5 for 5, scoring 11 points in a row, a one-man 11-0 offensive."
"More than powerful, he's extremely impressive!"
"Yeah, he's a center, not only hitting all 5 shots but also scoring with mid-range jump shots and even pull-ups. It's incredible!"
"His offensive skills don't look like a center at all, but more like a guard. Who can stop him, attacking like a guard as a center?"
"Exactly!"
"So strong! Who is this '0' number? Do the Suns have such a powerful center? Why have I never heard of him?!"
"Hey, didn't the commentator just say his name is 'Carlos,' and he's from Mexico?"
"Mexico? I remember only Gustavo Ayon having some skills. Who is this Carlos from Mexico?"
"Who cares, as long as he's strong. Maybe they can turn the game around tonight?"
"Uh..." After Carlos scored 11 consecutive points, both Suns and Wizards fans began to pay attention to Carlos, the eye-catching center standing at 215 centimeters.
Wizards' bench.
Wall, Nick Young, and others also noticed Carlos, who shone brightly after scoring 11 points, looking slightly serious.
And sitting on the side, wearing the '11' jersey, Gustavo Ayon, even if deliberately restrained, still showed an excited expression on his face.
Indeed...
In the commentator's words, he also knew Carlos, knew the teenager who had just scored 11 consecutive points with a stunning performance, and realized that he was his compatriot from Mexico.
"This jump shot, this bounce, this speed, when did Mexico produce such a talented player?"
Gustavo Ayon didn't know Carlos, but he was very happy. If it weren't for their opposing sides, he would have rushed over to hug Carlos and praised him fervently.
Gustavo Ayon, carrying the future of Mexican basketball in the NBA, faced an extremely challenging path. However, Carlos's performance tonight, showcasing his talent, seemed to give Gustavo Ayon a glimpse of hope for the future of Mexican basketball.
"Come on, Carlos!" Gustavo Ayon softly shouted.
"Coach, should we put him on the court? Four minutes, a 10-point difference. Although it's not a small gap, with that '0' number center's hot hand, there might be surprises," Nick Young asked.
Sanders thought for a moment and said, "Not for now. I checked, besides knowing his name is Carlos, he's from Mexico, and he became a rookie this year as a free agent, there's no other information about him. Maybe... it's just a flash in the pan. He probably won't keep it up. It's only a few minutes, no need to put him on the court."
On the other side...
The Suns also had no intention of sending the starters in. Now that Carlos controlled the rhythm of the game so well, if the Suns put in the starters, the Wizards would likely follow suit, and the rhythm might become chaotic.
So...
After the timeout...
Both teams had the same players on the court. The difference was that Carlos, who was previously ignored, had now become the sole focus on the court. Everyone was looking forward to his next offensive move.
Wizards' possession...
Martin wanted a screen but didn't get one. Dragic grabbed the rebound and directly gave it to center Carlos to push. If it were before, he might have complained, but now... he completely trusted Carlos's ball-handling ability.
A center dribbling and pushing?
This was quite rare in 2010. Fans who had returned to the game in the stands were excited, becoming even more eager to see what Carlos would do next.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Top of the arc...
Carlos dribbled, once again facing Martin's defense. The latter's expression became noticeably serious, having suffered consecutive losses, making him not dare to underestimate Carlos anymore.
Completely serious, just wanting to stop Carlos and redeem himself.
"Here it comes!"
Carlos snorted lightly, holding the ball with his left hand, suddenly lowering his center of gravity, and breaking left. His tall figure made this breakthrough extremely lifelike.
"Left-side drive!"
Martin's gaze focused, moving to defend the left side.
But at this moment, Carlos executed a body-front change, rushing to the right, just one change of direction, completely shaking off Martin.
"Swoosh!"
Carlos jump shot in an open space, steady and in.
"Wow!"
The home arena erupted in cheers.
In the commentary booth, Van Gundy slapped the table and exclaimed, "Wow—significant body-front change + pull-up jump shot. How did Carlos, a center, do that?!"
Van Gundy, who was watching Carlos's attack for the first time, was stunned.
"So amazing!"
Mike Breen was also stunned, shaking his head in admiration. "Carlos is 215 centimeters tall, and he can perform such a significant change of direction, driving and shooting like a guard. It's incredible! Carlos must have excellent physical talent and coordination to attack like this. However, he, who possesses such skills, is just a water boy for the Suns?!"
While the two commentators were in shock...
"Swoosh!"
Carlos, with the blessing of "Peak Anthony Mid-Range Shot" and "Iverson's Talent," shook off Martin and, with Wizards defenders closing in, made the jump shot.
"Hiss!"
In the stands...
A Wizards fan widened his eyes, staring at Carlos, and roared, "Another shake-and-bake jump shot? Is this guy really a center?!"