In transition, James picked off Chauncey Billups' pass. Feeding Lian Dao, who pulled up for an emergency-stop three—swish. Another followed, giving the East a five-point edge. On defense, Kevin Garnett swatted Zach Randolph's dunk attempt, though Randolph drew a foul.
West coach George Karl seized the moment to unleash his main lineup: Steve Nash, Jason Kidd, Carmelo Anthony, Dirk Nowitzki, Amare Stoudemire. Stan Van Gundy countered, subbing in Derrick Rose, LeBron James, Lian Dao, Chris Bosh, and Dwight Howard for the East.
Howard, fresh off the bench, caught Lian Dao's lob for a rim-rattling dunk. Anthony clapped back, using Nowitzki's screen to drain a three. Lian Dao answered, lofting an alley-oop to James, who slammed it home. Nowitzki, unfazed, hit a signature fadeaway mid-ranger.
The final five minutes loomed—a crucible for victory. The East swapped in Dwyane Wade, while the West yanked Nash, a defensive sieve, for Billups. But the West's guards couldn't crack the East's perimeter wall. James and Wade, perennial All-Defensive Team fixtures, were locks. Lian Dao, a rising defensive menace, matched their intensity.
Anthony, skeptical, tested Lian Dao with a fadeaway jumper off Billups' pass. Lian Dao, with his post-dunk contest bounce (95) and sharpened skills, soared and swatted the shot out of bounds. Anthony blinked, stunned. This guy's defense was tough in the regular season, but blocking my fadeaway? He hadn't clocked Lian Dao's growth.
The West retained possession, but only three seconds remained. Billups, stalled by the East's pressure, had burned the clock. Nowitzki's rushed shot clanged off, and Howard snatched the board, firing to Lian Dao. Without breaking stride, Lian Dao slung a long pass to a streaking James, who finished with a soaring dunk.
With bad blood set aside, the East stretched their lead to seven with two minutes left.
Anthony, humbled, avoided Lian Dao, opting for a pick-and-roll with Billups to exploit Wade. Old brothers know each other's game. But Wade and James, wise to Anthony's habits, were ready. They'd banked on Lian Dao's defense forcing Anthony to target Wade. As Anthony blew by, James doubled, catching him off-guard. Anthony's dribble faltered, and James stripped the ball.
Lian Dao pounced, securing it. James bolted for the break, and Lian Dao's pass hit him in stride for another alley-oop slam. The crowd's jaws dropped at the small forwards' synergy. Back on defense, James and Lian Dao high-fived, mobbed by ecstatic teammates. The East's lead ballooned to nine.
Lian Dao notched his 21st assist—a rookie record in All-Star history.
With 1:30 left, Billups tried to spark the West, but his pull-up three rimmed out. Stoudemire corralled the board, eyeing a quick dunk to catch the East napping. Lian Dao, reading the play, darted inside and swatted the ball into Howard's hands.
Howard flipped it to Lian Dao, who faced a double-team from Anthony and Nowitzki. With nimble dribbling, he slipped free but lost the fast-break window. At the three-point line, James surprised him with a pick-and-roll. Lian Dao capitalized, blowing past Kidd to the paint. Anthony, hungry for redemption, doubled down, but Lian Dao, with a no-look, behind-the-head pass, found James open beyond the arc.
Anthony froze, too late to recover. James fired—clang, clang, swish. The ball kissed the rim twice before dropping. 146-134, East up 12 with one minute left.
Billups, refusing to fold, nailed a three, keeping the West alive. Wade, pressing on offense, coughed up the ball to Billups, but Lian Dao snatched it back. With Anthony and Billups swarming, he milked the clock outside the arc. Growing impatient, they lunged, leaving a sliver of space.
Lian Dao seized it, smashing a bounce pass through the gap to Wade, cutting to the rim. Wade soared for a two-handed dunk. The pass was audacious—a high-wire act that could've backfired, drowning Lian Dao in criticism. But genius thrives on the edge of error and brilliance, where danger breeds possibility.
Thirty seconds remained, the West down 11. Anthony, via pick-and-roll, splashed a quick three. They fouled Howard on the inbound, desperate to extend the game. Howard bricked the first free throw. The West braced for the second, crowding the paint. The shot caromed high off the rim, sparking a scrum. Players jostled, batting the ball skyward in a chaotic pinball.
Stoudemire, aiming for Kidd, overhit the tap. The ball sailed toward Lian Dao at the free-throw line. Snipe and clam fight, fisherman wins, Lian Dao thought, grinning. He caught it, ready to shoot. Kidd, lightning-fast, leaped to block.
Mid-jump, Lian Dao second-guessed his mid-range accuracy. He pump-faked, leaving Kidd airborne, gaping as Lian Dao pulled the ball back. A dribble, a step-back to the three-point line, and—swish. The dagger three sealed it.
With five seconds left and a 14-point deficit, the West was done. The East's bench erupted, swarming Lian Dao. James, sneaking in, ruffled his head twice, grinning mischievously. Lian Dao shot him a look. Revenge, huh?
Billups' final heave from deep missed, and the buzzer sounded. 151-140, East victorious.