Chapter 7: Chapter 7: A Star is Born
Dean Smith Center – University of North Carolina
The Georgetown bench was electric, their cheers echoing across the arena as Alex Mo continued his dominant performance.
"Vince Carter and Antawn Jamison can't handle him!" Jerome Williams exclaimed, waving his towel in excitement.
"Those two North Carolina rookies? They're nothing compared to Alex!" laughed Othella Harrington.
It was undeniable. Alex Mo wasn't just the brightest star on the court he was the star.
First-Half Domination
In the first 14 minutes of play, Alex had already logged an astonishing stat line:
28 points, all from dunks.16 rebounds 5 blocks.
And a 100% shooting percentage.
The fans were stunned, and even Georgetown's bench couldn't help but marvel. Alex's relentless presence overshadowed North Carolina's efforts, leaving their two freshmen, Vince Carter and Antoine Jamison, in the dust.
Carter managed only 7 points, struggling to find his rhythm against Alex's towering defense. Jamison fared slightly better, putting up 12 points, but even their combined 19 points fell short of Alex's first-half total.
At halftime, Georgetown led 39–25, largely thanks to Alex's dominance on both ends of the court.
North Carolina's Locker Room
The mood in the North Carolina locker room was somber. Coach Dean Smith, a legendary figure in college basketball, addressed his players with characteristic clarity.
"Let's not overcomplicate things," Smith began. "We've got two problems tonight. First, we can't stop Alex Mo on defense. Second, we can't score when he's in the paint."
The players nodded grimly, understanding the truth of their coach's words.
Smith continued his tone firm but supportive. "Vince, Antawn, this is a learning moment. The world is full of talented players, and tonight you've met one of the best. Use this as fuel to grow stronger."
He turned to Vince Carter, whose head was bowed. Placing a hand on his shoulder, Smith said, "Vince, forget about your high school accolades. The McDonald's Slam Dunk Championship doesn't matter here. If you want to be great, you have to surpass players like Alex Mo. This is just the beginning of your journey."
Vince nodded, determination flickering in his eyes.
Meanwhile, Antawn Jamison sat quietly, glancing at his coach with a mix of hope and frustration. Sensing his unease, Smith patted Jamison's shoulder. "You've got talent, Antawn. But talent isn't enough. Learn from this, and you'll be unstoppable."
Second Half: Clocking In and Clocking Out
The second half was more of the same. North Carolina attempted to double- and triple-team Alex in the paint, but it wasn't enough. He adjusted effortlessly, using his athleticism and size to dominate.
By the time the final buzzer sounded, Alex had recorded a jaw-dropping stat line:
35 points.20 rebounds.8 blocks.
With a commanding 70–49 victory, Georgetown walked off the court as clear winners.
Postgame Celebration
Coach John Thompson greeted Alex with a firm handshake and a proud smile. "Great job, Alex. I'll make it official starting with the new season, you're our starting center."
The announcement drew cheers from the team. Allen Iverson was the first to congratulate Alex, slapping him on the back.
"You really did it, man," Iverson said. "Winning by double digits, just like you said."
Alex smirked, holding up his hand for a high five. "I always deliver on my promises. And I'll do it again when we win the NCAA Championship."
Iverson laughed, shaking his head. "If Jerome said that, I'd call it trash talk. But coming from you? I believe it."
Jerome Williams groaned dramatically, throwing his hands up. "Hey, I'm standing right here!"
The team erupted in laughter, their camaraderie as strong as their confidence in Alex's abilities.
The Birth of a Star
As the team filed out of the arena, the buzz around Alex's performance was palpable. North Carolina fans couldn't stop talking about the "Asian giant" who had dismantled their team, while Georgetown supporters celebrated what felt like the dawn of a new era.
For Alex Mo, the victory was just the beginning. As he stood under the bright lights of the Dean Smith Center, he knew one thing for sure: he wasn't just here to play basketball—he was here to dominate.