NBA: Built to Dominate

Mutombo vs. Alex Mo: No Mercy

Before tip-off, Dikembe Mutombo approached Alex Mo with a smile.

"Alex, I'm looking forward to this battle," Mutombo said as a senior from Georgetown University.

"But don't expect me to go easy on you."

Alex smirked.

"Same here."

The two big men shook hands at center court, with cameras capturing the moment.

Iverson, standing nearby, somehow managed to sneak into the shot.

Did he do it on purpose?

Who knows?

Jump Ball: Georgetown vs. Georgetown

As the starters took the court, Alex and Mutombo lined up at center court for the tip-off.

The referee tossed the ball high.

Both jumped at the same time.

In terms of height, Mutombo had the advantage.

At 7'2" (2.18m), he was a full 7 cm taller than Alex!

And his wingspan?

Let's just say… it was ridiculous.

But despite all that—

Alex Mo won the tip.

His explosive leap and quick reaction allowed him to beat Mutombo to the ball and tip it to Iverson.

The Hawks' point guard, Mookie Blaylock, was so shocked he forgot to defend the pass lane.

And that's all Iverson needed.

With a flick of the wrist—

A perfect quarterback pass.

Alex Mo caught it in stride.

BOOM!

A thunderous dunk shook Staples Center as the crowd erupted!

An Even Battle: Lakers vs. Hawks

The Hawks responded quickly.

Mutombo, determined to show his dominance, posted up against Alex.

But no matter how hard he pushed—

Alex didn't budge.

At 112 kg (247 lbs) of pure muscle, Mutombo was no lightweight.

But somehow, Alex was unmovable.

Realizing he couldn't score inside, Mutombo passed out to Steve Smith, who drilled a mid-range jumper.

2-2.

For the next few minutes, the Hawks showed why they were a rising power in the East.

Their lineup was solid:

Mookie Blaylock—Elite defender and playmaker. Steve Smith—a consistent scoring threat. Tyrone Corbin—A reliable role player. Christian Laettner—Former Dream Team member, now a near All-Star. Dikembe Mutombo—Defensive anchor and shot-blocking machine.

With their balanced offense and tough defense, the Hawks kept pace with the Lakers.

Seven minutes into the first quarter:

Score: 11-11.

Neither team had gained an edge.

On the sidelines, Coach Del Harris frowned.

This wasn't the Lakers' usual high-speed game.

The Hawks were slowing things down, forcing a half-court battle.

If this continued—

The Lakers could be in trouble.

Because if the game came down to the final moments, the Hawks had:

LLaettner—A proven clutch player.Mutombo—A defensive wall.Blaylock—A three-time All-Defensive Team member.

Meanwhile, the Lakers were relying on two rookies.

Not ideal.

Harris considered calling a timeout to adjust the strategy.

But then—

Alex Mo did something that changed everything.

Alex Mo's Secret Weapon: The Three-Point Shot

The Lakers brought the ball up.

Iverson flashed a hand signal to Alex.

CCTV commentator Zhang Wenli immediately recognized it.

"That's the pick-and-roll play Mo and Iverson used against Tim Duncan in college!"

Alex set the screen.

Iverson used it to create a mismatch against Mutombo.

But instead of attacking, Iverson passed the ball back to Alex.

And that's when something strange happened.

Alex didn't roll to the basket.

He stayed outside the three-point line.

Iverson hesitated.

Why isn't Alex cutting inside?

The same question popped into both coaches' heads.

Harris (Lakers): "Why isn't he rolling to the rim?"Wilkens (Hawks): "Is he seriously going to dribble from three?"

Even the crowd was confused.

Then—

Alex rose up and shot the three.

Silence.

A 7-foot center shooting a three-pointer?

What is he doing?!

Coach Harris grabbed his head.

Coach Wilkens nearly dropped his clipboard.

Even Chamberlain and Jerry West in the stands looked stunned.

No big man shot threes at this time.

It was unheard of.

It had to be a mistake.

And then—

SWISH!

The ball sailed through the net.

The Second Three

The Hawks tried to shake it off.

Wilkens clapped his hands.

"Stay focused! One lucky shot means nothing!"

The Hawks responded with a quick basket.

Now 13-14.

Lakers' ball.

Iverson called the same play.

This time, he immediately passed to Alex.

Again, Alex didn't drive inside.

Again, he pulled up from deep.

And again—

SWISH!

Another three!

The arena erupted!

On the Hawks' bench, Wilkens' face went pale.

"Wait... is this not a fluke?"

The Third Three: The Kill Shot

Hawks' possession.

They missed a shot.

Alex grabbed the rebound and dribbled up the court himself.

What is he doing?!

As he crossed half-court, Mutombo stepped up to defend him.

Alex didn't hesitate.

With Mutombo in front of him—

He rose up from deep.

Just like Kevin Durant in the Finals, pulling up over LeBron James.

And just like KD's shot—

It was MONEY.

Three straight threes!

Staples Center exploded.

Wilkens stood there, frozen.

The entire Hawks team looked stunned.

Even the Lakers' bench was too shocked to react.

Big Ben, always the towel-waving hype man, just stared at Alex in disbelief.

Harris blinked.

Jerry West rubbed his temples.

Wilt Chamberlain crossed his arms, finally understanding.

This wasn't luck.

This wasn't some wild gamble.

Alex Mo had a weapon that no big man before him had.

A three-point shot.

A special conventional weapon.

And now?

The whole league was about to find out.