Chapter 80: Mourning Rejected! Triple Poster Dunk! Soaring into the Sky!

"Is the game starting soon, Christine?"In Atlanta, at the Atlanta Hawks' training facility, Dikembe Mutombo, who had no game that night, sat in front of the TV with his teammate Christian Laettner.

The game on TV was the much-anticipated regular-season matchup between the Los Angeles Lakers and the Miami Heat.

This wasn't just any game—it was a Georgetown Civil War. With Alex Mo and Allen Iverson squaring off against Alonzo Mourning, Mutombo couldn't miss it.

As a Georgetown legend and a close friend of Mourning, he was curious: would his old teammate come out on top, or would the younger generation steal the show?

Staples Center, Los Angeles

Both teams were on the court for warmups. Reporters swarmed for pre-game interviews with Alonzo Mourning and Alex Mo, followed by questions for Tim Hardaway and Allen Iverson.

Something seemed unusual. The two big men—Mourning and Alex—remained calm and composed during their interviews.

However, the two guards were practically vibrating with energy.

The commentators quickly picked up on the tension:"This game isn't just about the battle between Mourning and Alex Mo," one of them said. "The showdown between Hardaway and Iverson could be just as thrilling!"

Game Time

With the jump ball won by Elden Campbell, Allen Iverson received the pass and immediately went into attack mode. He threw a long quarterback pass, but Tim Hardaway had anticipated it, jumping in to intercept.

Hardaway wasn't just focused on winning the game—he had $50,000 riding on this bet.

Iverson, equally motivated by his own wager, shifted into a dribbling frenzy, mixing crossovers and behind-the-back moves. Despite Hardaway's best effort, Iverson blew by him with superior speed and drove straight to the hoop.

"Boom!"

But Mourning was waiting. He soared up and swatted Iverson's layup out of the air with a thunderous block.

Hardaway pumped his fist, celebrating.Mourning smirked, thinking he had won that round.

But before he could even land, Alex Mo grabbed the loose ball, leapt back into the air, and dunked viciously over Mourning.

"BOOM!"

The rim rattled. The crowd roared. Mourning barely stayed on his feet. 2-0, Lakers.

"Alex Mo has incredible timing for offensive rebounds," one commentator said. "Most players rely on positioning, but Alex uses his athleticism to dominate the boards."

Hardaway clenched his fists. He couldn't let that go unanswered.

Bringing the ball up, he called for a pick-and-roll with PJ Brown. He feigned right, crossed left, and dashed into the paint for a layup.

"Boom!"

Alex Mo met him at the rim, soaring high to block Hardaway's shot with one outstretched arm.Hardaway hesitated in mid-air and quickly passed to Mourning.

"Give it to me!" Mourning yelled, catching the ball and preparing to dunk on Alex for revenge.

But Alex wasn't done. He landed, immediately jumped again, and met Mourning at the rim.

The Staples Center held its breath.

Mourning, 6'10" and 250 pounds of pure muscle, went up with both hands. Alex Mo, one hand raised, challenged him head-on.

They collided in mid-air. Mourning lost his balance and crashed to the ground, while Alex swatted the ball out of his hands with brutal force.

The ball bounced high into the air, and Alex caught it in stride. Without hesitation, he sprinted down the court on a one-man fast break.

Pat Riley shouted from the sidelines, "Stop him! Don't let him get to the rim!"

But it was too late. Alex crossed over PJ Brown, spun past Tim Hardaway, and faked Dan Majerle into the air with a hesitation move.

With two long strides, Alex launched himself from just inside the free-throw line.

Heat guard Sasha Danilovic jumped to contest, but Alex twisted in mid-air to avoid him. He extended his arm and slammed the ball through the hoop with one hand.

"BOOM!"

The arena exploded. Fans couldn't believe what they had just seen.

"Is Alex Mo really a center?" one commentator asked in awe. "He just dribbled like a point guard and finished like Michael Jordan. But with his long arms and size, it's even more breathtaking."

After the dunk, Alex cupped his hand to his ear, signaling to the crowd.The fans knew exactly what to do—cheer louder!