basketball never sleeps

Chapter 132 Steak, I only eat medium rare!

In 1998, the Municipal Plaza Arena had been in use for 23 years. The old arena facilities could no longer keep up with the needs of fans, but no one cared about the environment of the arena at this time.

All Indiana fans stood on their seats, cheering for the home team at the top of their lungs.

In this 98 copy of the Eastern Conference Finals, Mo Wen, who replaced Reggie Miller, had won 3 of the previous 5 games.

There are 18 seconds left before the end of the game, and the team is only 1 point behind.

With this attack, they have a chance to chase the NBA's highest honor that they have never touched.

In the past five years, this is the third time they have reached the Eastern Conference Finals. The first two times they fell at the last step and lost in the tiebreaker.

As long as Reggie Miller (Mo Wen) makes this shot, they won't have to play the damn tiebreaker and can win the Eastern Conference championship trophy.

Everything was so real. The fans' shouts and cheers injected vitality into Mo Wen's numb body. At this moment, he really stepped into the role of Reggie Miller.

For him, this is no longer a copy, but a real game, a real battle.

A strong sense of accomplishment filled his brain, and the pain directly lost the right to speak and was kicked out of his brain.

In addition to his iconic post-up play, Mark Jackson also had a precise three-point shot and a very fast shooting speed. Later, this guy went to the Warriors as the head coach and also participated in the training program for the league's historical three-point champion.

Larry Bird on the sidelines shouted for cover, while the Zen Master on the other side changed his calm nature and waved his arms like a glaring King Kong, instructing the Bulls players to quickly restrict and double-team Mo Wen.

Langli's pass was not very good, but Danzi's arms were too long. He took a step after catching the ball, and was one step inside the three-point line. Jordan ignored Mo Wen who came from the side and jumped up high.

, and threw the ball in a fairly standard posture.

What's more, Jordan also did this kind of thing.

Mo Wen kept an eye on Lu Dan, and there was a high probability that Danzi would score the attack at the last critical moment.

Mo Wen patted these unfamiliar teammates and pointed at the damn timer.

There are still 0.5 seconds left in the game!

This time the Pacers called a timeout.

The king can kneel, but the god cannot.

Jordan raised his head and said to Mo Wen with his nostrils.

Time is counted from the moment the ball reaches Mo Wen's hands, and the technician manually counts the clock.

Mo Wen's fist felt itchy. It was really disgusting. Why does this boss have a health lock? (He's bound to Fu Niu, right?)

Angry? Desperate?

Not really.

The Bulls players didn't pay much attention to it. They just refereed a time according to the watch. They just needed to be a little more serious.

As the basketball passed through the "white silk", the cheers in the municipal square also stopped abruptly.

Mo Wen licked his lips. Jordan's words did not disturb him, and he quickly suppressed the waves in his heart.

1.8 seconds, a difference of 2 points.

Yes, everything is not over yet.

"Bob, who do you think we should pick with the second pick?"

"You did it, Farke, and I knew you could do it!"

Come on, bring Bird a cappuccino.

Many times no one believes the truth, Danzi really has the strength to play center forward.

The spectators and fans on the sidelines were still cheering, but the Pacers players on the court calmed down.

Sure enough, before he and Danzi could exchange some elbow skills, Harper on the other side was running wildly and raising his hand for the ball.

The serious expressions on Larry Bird and Mo Wen made them understand their situation.

The Zen master nodded, but he didn't pay much attention.

Therefore, after Mo Wen takes action and the ball has been flying in the air for a period of time, the red light representing the end of the countdown will light up.

But the current referee: at the critical moment, there is no blood, so what a fart.

His confrontation was a bit better than the original Reggie Miller. At the beginning of this series, he relied on information gaps to successfully attack Jordan repeatedly.

When other coaches would only give the ball to the most reliable person, Jackson dared to hand over the life and death of the game to role players like Robert Horry, Fisher, and Vujacic.

Because the red light that signifies the end of the game has not come on yet.

Jordan's words could not be heard in the noisy venue, but Mo Wen could read it from his lips.

"Tell me, why are you such a badass? Tell me!"

After receiving the ball, Mo Wen didn't do anything to stabilize his body. He turned around lightly, jumped on one leg, leaned back slightly, and threw the ball high before Jordan arrived.

"What I give you is yours. If I don't give it to you, you can't snatch it away, and you can't take it away."

But later, after Danzi adapts, he will still be crushed and ravaged.

In order to confuse his opponent, he hit Mark Jackson's shoulders heavily.

Fortunately, Mark Jackson, who was next to him, rushed over in time to support and regained the basketball before Harper.

Most of Mo Wen's excitement faded away in an instant.

At this time, there was no 5-second back-up rule, and Mark Jackson could still use his big hips to protect the ball while observing the situation on the court unscrupulously.

The Bulls called a timeout and asked Longley to serve in the frontcourt.

It was like the fuse of a firework was about to burn out, and the pause button was pressed when there was only a little bit left.

After seeing that there was still time, the old gangster who was pushed away in a foul manner did not show any particular annoyance. He just shook his fist unwillingly, then turned around and uttered a curse word, forgetting it.

The Pacers don't want to play tiebreaker with the Bulls, and they don't want to play overtime with the Bulls.

To be honest, it's very uncomfortable.

In the arena, Indiana fans roared loudly enough to shatter the glass. His teammates who came over pulled him up, hugged him crazily, and ravaged his hair.

While talking trash, Danzi glanced at Mo Wen. In terms of his eyes, Danzi's lethality may be a little weaker than that of the Black Mamba, but his aura gives people a sense of oppression.

His murderous aura and domineering spirit are unmatched by others.

In a high-confrontation environment, no matter how skilled the dribbler is, there will be flaws. When Mo Wen saw the loopholes in Jordan's defense, the old gangster also found an opportunity to take action.

Seeing Danzi jumping half a head higher than his own take-off, Mo Wen really wanted to give the old man a mallet on his knee.

It is right to treat others with their own way.

Not surprisingly, Larry Bird turned his attention to Mo Wen.

"Then choose Jordan and let him play center." Knight replied.

"Choose Jordan" Knight replied without thinking.

He holds the ball in a high position and presses time, and he must press time, like Coach Lee, delaying the game until the end before attacking.

YES!

Suddenly, Jordan took the lead and attacked. He leaned forward and inserted his long arm into the gap between Mo Wen's arm and ribs, forcing Mo Wen to make a mistake or pass the ball.

This set of flowing movements was very graceful and graceful, but Mo Wen also lost his balance and wanted to fall backwards.

The Pacers players are not to be outdone. They play team basketball. Although Reggie (Mo) is their first choice, it does not mean that they can watch the show from the sidelines and evade responsibility.

When he raised his arms and cheered, he saw from the corner of his eye that the big bird on one side still had a constipated face.

Because neither he nor Larry Bird on the sidelines wanted to give Jordan a chance to make a comeback at the last moment.

Mo Wen fought and retreated, using space to ensure the safety of his dribbling. At the same time, he was also carefully observing Jordan's movements, looking for Jordan's flaws.

There are 0.5 seconds left. The time has passed just by raising your hand. Can you beat me in 0.5 seconds?

, Mo Wen made a choice, stretched out his arms and pushed the Danzi away in front of him, and ran towards the three-point line.

Realizing that Jordan had been fooled, when he wanted to return to defense, Mo Wen did not take off, but just tiptoed a little and quickly threw the ball.

Zen Master yelled urgently to alert the Bulls players. Jordan, who had just felt that something was not right, immediately understood. He left Mo Wen behind and ran towards Schmitz on the inside.

"In, hahaha, in Reggie! You are my God today!"

However, the moment Jordan retreated, Dale Davis, who was in charge of serving, instantly smashed the ball towards Mo Wen.

When Mo Wen stepped on the three-point line with one foot, Mark Jackson also passed the ball over.

Inman, who was the general manager of the Trail Blazers before the 1984 draft, found his good friend, Bob Knight, the coach of the "Dream Team" of the U.S. Men's Basketball Team in 1984, who consulted:

Rick Schmitz is a 225 Dutch big man and one of Yao's draft templates.

But, face the bull.

Killing after killing, what nonsense are you talking about?

However, he didn't care about protecting himself from falling, but concentrated on watching the flying basketball.

"I told you, you don't have much time left, bitch."

The game continues!

TNND, why is there still 1.8 seconds?

If placed on another team, this might be a sure win.

After so many years, this was the first time he won a series from Danzi who was still at his peak.

Mo Wen wanted to find teammates around him to help him cover, but they were all stuck in a situation where they were entangled with Bulls players and could not provide high-quality cover.

But despite being happy, Mo Wen always felt that he had overlooked something.

Zen Master narrowed his eyes and seemed to understand something. Are the Pacers trying to play an inside alley-oop tactic?

If it's an alley-oop shot from close to the inside, it doesn't seem impossible to complete an offense in such a short time.

Following Big Bird's eyes, the excitement was kicked out of his mind again.

Big Bird likes equipment and likes to pretend to be calm in front of the public, but Mo Wen, who has played with him, knows that this guy is not capable of this level of "invisible expression of joy and anger"

But I'm not so sure either.

Mo Wen, who ran inside, was free for a moment, but Mark Jackson failed to seize this opportunity, and Mo Wen was caught up by Danzi and hugged him.

Every time you stand opposite a dynasty bull, it's a torture because you can't let your guard down from the beginning to the end.

Mo Wen was distracted for a moment, and Danzi in front of him pushed him and ran towards the inside.

But at this time, Danzi could only do the same as Mo Wen, turning his head and watching the basketball pass by.

"It's not over yet, kid."

Jordan hesitated for half a second and did not choose to double-team Mark Jackson, but pursued Mo Wen in the direction.

The nickname "Old Rogue" is really correct.

Having him close to the basket is indeed a great threat to the Bulls.

0.5 seconds. Multiplying this number by 10 is not enough for the national football team to stop the ball. At this time, it became the Pacers' last hope.

Mo Wen's heart sank after being pushed away.

The range of movements of the players must be as large as possible. In the future, five whistles and five mouths on the referee will not be enough to blow.

"Cherish the time you can have to fantasize, I bet this will be the closest you get to success."

Many people see Danzi playing elegantly and hesitating in the air every day to avoid being blocked for layups, so they ignore his talent in strength.

"Brothers, calm down first. There are still 2 seconds left. The stupid bull has not yet died. Let us send him on his last journey."

Especially if you look at the comparison between Mo Wen and Jordan, you will know that overtime basically means a tiebreaker.

Without any pretentious annoyance, Mo Wen immediately twisted his body and ran in the opposite direction after seeing Mark Jackson get the ball.

Mo Wen's back touched the ground before the basketball. Just when the pain was about to hit his brain, the basketball also fell into the net bag.

"But we need a center?" Inman said.

After returning from the timeout, when they saw Mo Wen standing two steps outside the three-point line with no intention of moving, everyone lowered their guard. At the same time, Mark Jackson's movement outside the three-point line and Schmitz's movement

The air cut inside attracted the attention of Bulls players again.

After a period of chest-to-back tangle, Mo Wen was still a little inferior in confrontation, so Jordan pressed his arm and dribbled the ball away.

The big man Mo Wen was able to win against the Bulls in the previous games was indispensable.

Because although the Zen master is usually a bit stubborn and will not change people after falling behind in concentration, at critical moments he likes to play with tricks.

After Jordan came back for the first time, he felt uncomfortable being targeted by the Magic due to physical problems, so he restarted the Breakfast Club, the most mysterious organization in the NBA. It cannot be said that Jordan has returned to the endless physical strength he had during the first three consecutive games, but

It’s also breakfast during the day and golden at night, without any stress.

Bull's assistant coach noticed what was going on here and whispered a small report into the Zen master's ear.

It's not stable for 0.8 seconds.

The surrounding Bulls players also adjusted their positions and got entangled with the Pacers players in front of them.

Maybe it is the legendary "overlord color and domineering spirit".

"Inside line, pay attention to the inside line, don't let them alley-oop!"

Danzi's physical fitness is better than Mo Wen, and his strength is stronger than Mo Wen, so Mo Wen, who was pushed away, was slower than Danzi in pursuing defense.

Jordan's fingertips flew 5 centimeters below the basketball. If he had been 0.1 seconds earlier, he might have been able to reach the basketball.

Master Jackson is someone who dares to arrange for a water cooler player to shoot the buzzer-beating shot in the finals tiebreaker.

What the hell is this script? At the last minute, Danzi actually made a winning shot.

roar!!!

The volcano at the Pacers' home court erupted.

Mo Wen tapped his wrist at the pill in front of him.

"Don't have much time? Half a second is enough!"

"Steak, I only eat medium rare!"

I’m updating a little too much, so I’m a little late. Sorry, everyone, I’ll update as usual in the evening.

(End of chapter)