Bulldozer of the NBA’s Restricted Area

The night of the 22nd.

Utah Jazz VS New York Knicks. In view of Li Shengli’s wonderful performance in the previous game, the attention of this game is amazing. After all, the Knicks are also a strong inside team now, and the collision with the new king Jazz will be more intense than other times. Much more exciting.

But New York is not Salt Lake City.

Sitting in the league's largest market, the Knicks don't need to worry about home attendance. The fans are very enthusiastic and boo the new king. However, there are even many celebrities watching this game, and the most eye-catching one is It was Angelina Jolie sitting in the first row behind the Jazz bench to help.

Since the embarrassment in the last championship parade, the news about Li Shengli and his rumored girlfriend has been silent for a while, but the appearance at this time today, seated behind the Jazz, really aroused the blazing flames of gossip in the hearts of reporters.

…

"Oh, Li, I really envy you. There are actually women who are backing you. To be honest... you can think about it. It's just for fun anyway, and we men don't suffer!" Ma Long appeared in his true colors, looking at the reporters before the game. The focus of the shooting is all on Julie, who looks like a scumbag when she smiles.

"Gungungun, what kind of woman do you want? I just want a ball!" Li Shengli was very depressed. He originally thought that the matter would end there, but he didn't expect that he would meet her again when he arrived in New York.

"Is a ball enough?" Stockton was shocked.

"Oh my God, what did you do to the ball at night?" Malone's mouth formed an O shape. "To be honest, I can't imagine it at all... How can you be satisfied with a ball? Let me see, Hmm… there’s a blowhole here, maybe that’s the source of your happiness?”

"Shit, I can't believe Lee is so young!"

"Don't be like this, John. Although I can't believe it, Li has admitted... that he prefers this blowhole to women!"

This little air hole?

Are you still riding a horse, a source of happiness?

Li Shengli almost went crazy. He wished he could knock Ma Long away with a punch, knocking down the exhausted Stockton and beating him, "Go, go, are you still human? You are slandering me like this!"

"Smear? No, no, no, you said this yourself."

"That's right, unless you can prove it!" Ma Long was happy and said thiefly: "New York is a good place. Here... Tsk, don't you like football? I will take you to watch football that night, I promise. It’s bigger than what you have in your hand, so it’s so easy to get fifty blocks in one night.”

Li Shengli and Stockton looked at the ball in their hands and fell into deep thought. No one knew what Malone had gone through to find...a ball bigger than a basketball? Are you still trying to block shots? How social!

"Okay, let's wait until the game is over!" Stockton scratched his head, interrupting Malone's idea of ​​going to the nightclub to improve his shot-blocking data. "Oakley, you know that Mourning and O'Neal are both in his hands. If you suffer a loss, please pay more attention later and support Li, after all, these two boys can be considered... our people."

"Of course, remember to feed me and Li the ball later. No matter who it is, Li and I have secured the inside position in the entire league. It's useless for anyone to come!" Malone returned to his serious self and high-fived Li Shengli.

"It's better to be careful. At least you won't get hurt!" Li Shengli reminded.

"Injured? Sorry, I won't be injured, and I won't miss any games, of course...except for diarrhea!" Malone waved his arm.

If you think about it carefully, what Malone said is really what he said, because since joining the NBA, he has rarely had any news about injuries. Even if he has, they are minor injuries that are insignificant and he rarely misses games.

Although his playing style is fierce and wild, he is basically full attendance, and his playing time is amazing, but what is enviable is... major injuries will never bother this postman.

On the one hand, he is indeed physically strong enough, and on the other hand, it is also because this old gangster has added intelligence points and knows how to avoid it. It's just the last sentence that made Li Shengli dumbfounded.

The postman doesn't miss the game, but if he misses the game he gets diarrhea? This is a good reason!

…

The game hasn't started yet.

Here in Greenville, Thompson has returned to his base camp. People from his hometown come here occasionally to play, and Baylor, the NBA's number one loser a few days ago...

Kareem Abdul-Jabbar really didn't want to keep him, because this eldest brother is simply a voice-activated bomb that explodes when he opens his mouth. But Lord Baylor didn't think so. In order to prove himself, he also made Kareem Abdul-Jabbar change his view of himself, and planned to stay for a while. Today is the game between the Jazz and the Knicks. Naturally, the three old men will not miss it and sit side by side to watch the live broadcast.

"Baylor, I have to remind you first, you must be responsible for what you say, and you must not mention Li, otherwise..." Kareem Abdul-Jabbar said with a cold face, wanting to find a medicine that can temporarily silence people, but he didn't let him Lord Beile spoke.

"Man, you're going too far!" Thompson smiled. Although Kareem Abdul-Jabbar recounted the previous supernatural events to him, Thompson still didn't believe it and said to Baylor: "The world is full of coincidences. When coincidences happen, , we can only say that it is an accidental event, not because of a certain person or a certain word that affects the outcome, are you right? Baylor."

"Of course, Thompson, you're a good guy!"

Baylor was slightly moved, and Thompson smiled in response, while Kareem Abdul-Jabbar frowned and cursed in his heart...Thompson, Thompson, if I hadn't saved you, you would have been killed by Baylor. Do you believe it?

Don’t you cry when you don’t see the coffin?

Kareem Abdul-Jabbar decided to open Thompson's eyes and not let you see it. You will never believe it... There is such a counterintuitive degenerate god like Lord Baylor in this world.

…

"It's hard to say the outcome of this game." Thompson muttered.

"Yes, for the Knicks, Ewing is definitely an offensive point that cannot be ignored. Last season, this kid seemed to have 24+12 statistics, plus Charles Oakley. After a few games this season, his His performance was very good, and Riley also gave him enough time." Lord Baylor slowly added: "But on the Jazz side, Lee and Malone, these two guys formed a much stronger inside line than the Knicks, and the inside line is the Jazz. The biggest scoring position, so if you think about it, you know...Pat Riley will definitely pull Oakley out, and even if the offense is weakened, Lee and Malone must be guarded."

Speaking of which, several of them are retired celebrities, and their vision is definitely better than most people, even better than some head coaches who come and go from class. But what Baylor said can be said or not, it is more like a prophecy. To prove that he is not a crow's mouth.

"Knicks guard John Starks has performed well recently. If he performs stably in this game, the Knicks will be better than the Jazz on the outside. In addition, the game is at home, and the Knicks will have a slightly greater chance of winning!"

"If nothing else happens, the Knicks' defense will focus on the inside. If the situation becomes tense and the confrontation intensifies, there may be conflicts between the two sides. Of course... these guys are very smart, so no one should be hurt!"

Baylor's prophecy began, and Kareem Abdul-Jabbar poked Thompson and whispered: "Man, make a bet, if the Jazz win this game, someone will be injured!"

Thompson glanced at Lord Baylor, "Are you so awesome? I don't believe it, and... aren't you afraid that the one who gets hurt will be the Jazz, or Lee?"

"Don't be afraid!" Kareem Abdul-Jabbar said firmly: "We just need to force him to say... If someone on the Jazz side is injured, the result will be someone on the Knicks! Remember, what he said is the opposite."

"I don't believe it, it's impossible!"

"No, no, no, man, Baylor has a great supernatural power! Remember he played in the eight finals? He always said he could win the championship. When he retired, he said he was a cursed person, but the fact is Above all...he cursed himself."

Curse yourself?

Is this horse riding too much salt? How free is it?

Thompson didn't believe it. At the same time, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar and Baylor were waiting for the results to prove.