Bulldozer of the NBA’s Restricted Area

"This is the last battle, so cheer up!"

On the eve of preparations for the game, the atmosphere in the Jazz locker room was extremely serious. Jerry Sloan's violent temper was on full display. The game went from 3:1 to 3:3, ruining a great advantage and making everyone angry.

"John, in addition to assisting your teammates, no matter what method you use, you must hold down Kevin Johnson on the opposite side!" Jerry Sloan said to Stockton, and Stockton nodded seriously. , without saying a word.

"And you... Carl, stop napping for me. Can you watch Barkley riding on your head and scoring 43 points like the previous game?" Thinking of this, Jerry Sloan said He was full of anger. Although a first-line star like Barkley is difficult to intercept if he plays smoothly, Karl Malone is also a top power forward. It is really a shame to have 43 points scored on his head.

"Coach, I know what to do."

"Knowing is useless. What I want is not to know, but to do it!" Even though Malone is a core player of the Jazz, Jerry Sloan, the irascible coach, is completely rude in his words. Fortunately, everyone is used to his old coach's style. , Malone did not express any objection.

"Hold Barkley down, I don't want to see him score on top of us!"

"And you, Tyrone, you let Marley score 34 points in the last game. Damn, you let him hit 8 out of 10 three-pointers. What do you do with your defense? Listen, if you let Marley do it again in this game If Marly is doing this, you might consider going to the water fountain!"

This is the first time Li Shengli has seen Jerry Sloan so angry.

In fact... since he joined the Jazz, the team has been going smoothly, sweeping its opponents in two rounds of the playoffs. Jerry Sloan naturally doesn't have to be angry, but it's different now. A life-or-death battle is imminent, and he really can't hold it in any longer.

"Lee, your inside offense is the breakthrough point of this game. You must beat the Suns' basket for me! Of course, I also have to defend. Whoever enters our inside will... die!"

Whoever gets inside will die?

Don't you need to worry about fouls?

Li Shengli didn't even know why Jerry Sloan, a coach, could say such a thing, but there was no way out in this game.

The inside fight is hand-to-hand combat. The harder the fight, the more stable the heel will stand. Li Shengli has already built up his energy and is waiting for the fight to begin.

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At the end of the opening remarks, Jerry Sloan focused on the defensive positioning of the game. After all, he was also afraid of the Phoenix Trident being aggressive again. If they teamed up to score 90+ points again, this would definitely be bad news for the Jazz.

In a game, it is exciting for both sides to exchange attacks, but defense is the cornerstone of stability. Jerry Sloan believes that as long as they break the Trident, the Suns will no longer be able to resist.

On the contrary... among the three Limas, Stockton and Malone will be limited in their performance, and Li Shengli is definitely the focus of the breakout. In the first quarter, Jerry Sloan arranged for him to be the only inside offense. Nuclear bomb.

As the game approached, Limas led the team out of the locker room.

"Li, it's up to you, don't let me and Karl down!" Stockton looked at Li Shengli eagerly, after all, the finals tickets were only one step away from them.

"Boy, to be honest, since you came to Jazz, how have we two treated you?" Ma Long patted Li Shengli on the shoulder, and before Li Shengli could speak, he continued: "I have never asked you to do anything, but This time... help me, I want to play in the finals!"

"Shut up, didn't we agree to win the championship?" Stockton interrupted.

"Then we have to put out the sun first. Li, do you have any questions?" Ma Long waved his hand.

It's not that the Jazz can't play without Li Shengli, but today's game with Li Shengli is the breakthrough point. His performance will set the tone of this game, so... even Malone and Stockton, two veterans, hope that Li Shengli can show his strength.

When the hope of a championship is in front of you, it is very retarded to care about who is more in the limelight. Stockton and Malone do not lack honors, but only a career summit.

"Don't be so serious!" Li Shengli glanced at the two of them, "It seems that we have lost, and... you two are the bosses, don't take the lead and be discouraged!"

Are we the boss?

Isn’t it true that you are riding a horse?

Is it possible that you haven’t counted yet?

Stockton and Malone glanced at Li Shengli with disdain. This was not because they were discouraged, but because Li Shengli was indeed the Jazz's best firepower. They tried to cheer him up before going into battle, but they didn't expect to be beaten by Li Shengli. .

"You little bastard, if you can't fight me, I'll take off your pants!"

"Get out of here you big stinky foot, hold Barkley down first."

"What do you mean? This big-ass bastard, I have to beat him to death today."

"Then you watch, if I don't blow up the Suns' basket today, my surname will be Ma!"

"Fuck you, whose fucking surname is Ma?"

The two exchanged insults, and they had a tacit understanding, which was probably an alternative way of relieving stress. Stockton on the side really rolled his eyes, and Tyrone behind him was flustered and took a step forward...

"Boss John, what...what's going on?" Before going on stage, the two bosses were fighting. Could this be a good thing? Tai Lung felt panicked.

"It's none of your business, just keep an eye on Marly!"

"But the two of them are quarreling?!"

"It's none of your business. If you think there's a problem, you can go have a fight with them."

Are you going to quarrel with these two eldest brothers?

Don’t I feel uncomfortable riding a horse?

Tyrone shook his head, and Crotty followed Stockton on the stage.

…

At this time, the atmosphere at the American West Arena has never been more enthusiastic than today in any game since the Suns founded the team and joined the NBA.

You must know that the Suns have only reached the Finals once, but that was the ancient 1975-76 season. The influence of the NBA at that time could not be compared with now. But after 17 years, they have the opportunity to enter the Finals again. Of course, Phoenix fans can't miss it.

At the same time, although the fans in Salt Lake City were not able to attend, they were still paying attention to the developments in Phoenix and were holding their urine in front of the live broadcast.

The Jazz's starting five need no introduction.

In the Suns' starting lineup, fat pig Oliver Miller started. The Phoenix Trident was naturally present as the main force against the Salt Lake City Big Three. At the shooting guard position was Danny Ainge, who did not have a strong presence.

Jump ball at midfield.

Although Fat Miller can't jump, but with a height of 2.06 meters, as the Sun's highest height on the court, he still stands in the midfield. He can't let the 1.98-meter Barkley jump the ball.

"Brother, you are dead today!"

Fat Miller is a weird one. After six games, his lines never changed, and Li Shengli is already used to this fat man's nonsense...

"Don't talk nonsense to me. If you have the guts, follow me. I will help you lose weight today!"

What's the meaning?

Before Fat Miller could think about it, the referee had already thrown the ball into the air, and Li Shengli's jump ball was too easy, and he accurately passed the ball to Stockton in the air.

"Take a wave!"

"Crush them to death!"

Li Shengli roared, and Stockton responded. He was very aware of Li Shengli's fighting ability and immediately started running after receiving the ball.

It stands to reason that there is no need to attack in the first round. After all, the Suns are guarding their own backcourt and it is too easy to return to defense, but... the scene on the court is really confusing.

What the hell is this horse riding?

Are the Jazz going crazy?

I saw Li Shengli taking the lead and diving into the Suns' defense. However, Fat Miller really couldn't outrun Li Shengli. Only Barkley could guard the basket. But if Li Shengli guarded the basket, then Malone would have no one to guard him?

Jazz doesn't care about that much.

Stockton made a lob pass, and Li Shengli took off simultaneously at this moment, scoring the first goal in an alley-oop, and the entire offense took 4 seconds to complete.

Easy side to fight again.

After the Jazz passed the opponent's half court, they pressed forward step by step. When several passes were almost intercepted, Marley faced the basket from a high position and shot a ball directly in front of Tyrone's face.

jump!

Although the ball was hit, the ball bounced back and landed near the free throw line. Marley, who took the shot from this position, was overjoyed. It was good to catch a rebound if he missed the shot.

However... amidst the exclamations of the audience, Marly only saw a big brother flying out from the sky and snatching away the rebound that was about to be obtained.

Under normal circumstances, the rebound is too far away and the defensive center does not dare to fight for it. It is okay if he can grab it. If he cannot grab it, the defense under the basket will be empty and the opponent's second attack will inevitably score.

But Li Shengli's short-distance sprint speed is amazing. His steps are as long as his legs are long. Coupled with his jumping ability, competing with Marley for rebounds is easier than competing with Fat Miller for a jump ball.

"One more wave!"

After another loud shout, Li Shengli passed the ball to Stockton and sprinted forward. Under the leadership of the two men, everyone in the Jazz team speeded up. The Suns who returned to defend went crazy because it was the Jazz who were leading the way.

This time, Taillon was the first to sprint to the position, but because Marly was right behind him, he failed to break through after receiving Stockton's pass and directly shot a mid-range jumper.

Although the ball did not go in, Li Shengli had already rushed to the basket and took off to complete the make-up dunk.

…

In the first round, the Jazz's offense took 4 seconds. Looking back, the Suns' offense took a little more than 9 seconds. This time, in the fast break, it only took 5 seconds for Tai Lung to take the shot and Li Shengli to make the dunk.

Three rounds, only played for 18 seconds?

For a time, the entire first quarter was brought into an infinitely faster rhythm by Li Shengli.

The Jazz's offense became faster and faster. Although the efficiency of a single shot was far lower than usual, Li Shengli's shots were relatively stable, and coupled with the efficiency of rebounding, he controlled the rhythm.

As for the Suns, they really don't want to play too fast, but what they can't do is... the Jazz's defense forces you to play at a fast pace. Tyrone, who was given a death order, almost merged with the opponent Marley, and they were closely connected. body, and occasionally leaking out a few imperfect breakthrough attack opportunities, this is also the Jazz's fishing law enforcement.

Anyone who dared to rush in and take action would be knocked over by Li Shengli, but they couldn't be given to Fat Miller because he didn't jump high and didn't take the shot quickly. Even if he got the pass from his teammate, Li Shengli could hit him unconscious by turning back.

Wasted!

Miller, the starting center, was completely useless in the fast-paced exchanges.

The Suns coach replaced him with Mark West after the opening three minutes, but the effect was minimal. Mark did not have Miller's tonnage, and his desperate defense was easily squeezed out by Li Shengli, who then took over. If the ball rides on your face, it will hit the basket.

Played until the end of the first quarter.

All the players and fans who paid attention to this game were stunned because the Jazz played too fast and stunned the Suns in the first place. They could only hang behind and eat their shit, and the most fucked up one was Li Shengli.

With the tempo fast, Li Shengli's burst of speed was astonishing, leaving the Suns' center far behind. However, the Suns' so-called targeted arrangement failed in an instant. After all, the game was so fast that even Li Shengli couldn't touch him. How could he still talk about it? Fart target?

20 points, 7 rebounds, 3 assists, 1 block.

Li Shengli beat the Suns by 20 points in the first quarter. Although running with all his strength and participating in a fast-paced, long-distance run required a lot of physical energy, scoring such data was all worth it.

The score between the two sides in the first quarter was 36:25.

You know, in the playoffs that emphasize defense and fierce competition, it is really not easy to score 36 points in a single quarter. Although they led by 11 points in the first quarter, everyone could see...the Jazz's speed could not last long. As long as Li Shengli was tired and paralyzed, the Jazz's high-speed express car would have to hit the brakes.

At that time, whether the poison will quench the thirst will depend on whether the Jazz can hold on to the leading position after Li Shengli's victory!

Humans are not machines, humans will get tired!

Li Shengli didn't know how long he could hold on, but he had to keep advancing at a high speed before consuming his last bit of energy. When the score difference was so big that the sun was unable to recover, that would be his rest time.

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"Is it still okay?" Although Ma Long was not the main player in the first quarter, he still scored 8 points and patted Li Shengli on the shoulder.

"Okay, why not?" Li Shengli took a sip of water, "Don't you want to play in the finals? I'll take you to Chicago!"

Carry me to Chicago?

Ma Long's blood boiled up when he heard it. It was a bit exaggerated to say that he was in tears, but he was still very moved in his heart. It's just that the word "carry" was not used well. He said it as if he was injured and put on a stretcher?

"Okay, if you can hold on, hold on first. If you can't hold on, leave it to me. I want this victory!"

Ma Long got excited, and those words... Li Shengli felt a little uncomfortable.