Pacers Stun Thunder with Collective Grit to Seize 2-1 Finals Lead
What a night it was for Indiana basketball fans—Game 3 of the NBA Finals turned Gainbridge Fieldhouse into a cauldron of belief and energy. The Indiana Pacers stunned the Oklahoma City Thunder with a gritty, high-octane 116-107 win, putting them ahead 2-1 in the series. And what made this game truly remarkable wasn’t just the scoreline—it was how they did it.
This wasn’t a victory forged by just one superstar performance. This was a throwback win powered by a team effort and defined by players most would’ve never guessed would be the ones to tilt the Finals. TJ McConnell. Bennedict Mathurin. Obi Toppin. Names that might not lead headlines, but they led the moment—and ultimately, the Pacers.
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McConnell was everywhere. If you blinked, he stole the ball. At one point, he had three inbound steals, including a huge one midway through the fourth that led to a game-tying layup. He finished with 10 points, five assists, and five steals—classic McConnell chaos, the kind of game that turns a role player into a cult hero. And speaking of heroes, Mathurin dropped a calm, composed 27 points in a Finals atmosphere that would shake most rookies. Toppin brought a jolt of energy in the fourth quarter with jaw-dropping athletic plays on both ends.
What we saw wasn’t just a win. It was a statement. The Pacers outworked and out-thought OKC. In the second quarter alone, Indiana posted 40 points on 60.9% shooting with just one turnover. That was the real swing. They dictated pace, forced mistakes, and played defense like their playoff lives depended on every switch and closeout.
Haliburton? He was the quiet conductor, playing his kind of aggressive—probing, controlling tempo, and making defenders react. He led the team in shot attempts, but his influence was less about numbers and more about rhythm. He altered the environment of the game. It wasn’t loud domination; it was ambient control.
And then there’s the history. Twenty-five years since the Pacers last hosted a Finals game, and the echoes of that past were loud in the building—Dale Davis in attendance, memories of Austin Croshere’s legendary outburst back in 2000 resurfacing. This win was for every long-time Pacers fan who remembered the days when Indiana basketball was at its peak.
It all came together in this one night. Not a fluke, not a flurry—just a team refusing to back down, matching the Thunder's youth and flash with their own fire and belief. Every player bought in. Every possession mattered.
If Game 1 was a miracle and Game 2 was a stumble, Game 3 was a masterclass in resilience. The Pacers aren't just along for the ride—they’re steering it now. And suddenly, what seemed improbable before the series began feels very, very real.
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