I'm the owner of the Lakers

The Spurs players who returned to the court looked at the Lakers with fire in their eyes, although it was O'Neal's pot just now, but they did not dare to throw their boss face, they could only spill their anger on the Lakers.

Especially O'Neill, he was going to give his old club a little color, but who knew that the old club saw his embarrassment of being reprimanded by the coach, and the resentment in his heart deepened.

Especially seeing Xiao Yang on the sidelines smiling and talking to Lola next to him, and constantly pointing to this side, that guy must be laughing at himself, the anger in O'Neill's heart is almost impossible to suppress, he wants to burst out immediately.

In fact, Xiao Yang is discussing with Lola at the moment whether the cheerleaders sitting in the bottom line position have bigger chests than her, laughing while talking.

"Look, Lola, that girl with long blonde hair, it's a pity, she looks very good, but her chest is not as big as you." Xiao Yang shamelessly pointed to a girl on the bottom line, and said to Lola with a smile.

"Hee-hee, people are good at dancing." Lola smiled and patted Xiao Yang.

"Why, do you mean dancing breasts are small?" Xiao Yang said with a bad smile.

"I didn't say that, you said it yourself!" Lola put her arm around Xiao Yang, and her smile was almost planted.

The two laughed unscrupulously on the sidelines, and in the distance, O'Neill's face became darker and darker.

Avery John had the ball in possession of the half, watching that O'Neill had already waved the ball with a black face on the inside, and did not delay, and directly passed the ball in one hit.

O'Neill got the basketball one step outside the box, which is already very deep, and it can be said that he has entered O'Neill's attack area.

"Old fellow, weren't you still awesome in the finals a few years ago, and now how are you wilting." O'Neill took the ball and stood up, looked at no one coming to wrap it, dribbled the ball, and talked about trash while hitting his back.

Olajuwon didn't do very well in this series, and was limited by O'Neal on the offensive end, which really doesn't matter, the Lakers are not short of scoring points right now.

However, Big Dream is not very good at the defensive end, in fact, if it were not for Duncan's occasional defense, he would definitely be blasted by O'Neill.

"Hehe, you don't care how I play, your team will be eliminated soon, say you want to know where to go fishing tomorrow, if you don't have a place to go, I can recommend you a place, the scenery is not bad, there are a lot of fish."

Olajuwon's trash talk doesn't lose to years either. A few words made O'Neal speechless, after all, the Spurs are indeed being beaten by the Lakers now.

"Your mouth is very powerful, Xi Xi has enough wound stickers." Orr didn't wait for Olajuwon to reply, slammed back, like the body of a prehistoric giant beast hitting Olajuwon's defense, easily turned into the penalty area, and took advantage of Duncan's absence to end the attack with a two-handed dunk.

O'Neill, who jumped down, also yelled at Ola, expressing his inner depression.

Olajuwon didn't speak, not because he didn't want to pay attention to O'Neill, but there was still a breath in his chest, and the moment just now directly blocked him in his chest and couldn't get up.

"It's okay, Hakim." Duncan ran over and asked.

"It's okay, I'm just out of breath." Olajuwon waved his hand.

"Wait for me to change defenses, you will defend Robinson, and I will top O'Neill." Duncan said.

"Okay, then thank you, Tim." Olajuwon looked at Duncan gratefully, this young man was sensible, and knew that his old bone was not hit.

This episode ended quickly, and then Kobe Bryant still had the ball in the half, "No. 5 tactic, run, run." "

While controlling the ball and shouting loudly, such a noisy environment, if the sound is not loud, teammates may not really hear.

The slap of his left hand was opened to signal the tactics of play, and Fox, who was standing outside the three-point line on the left, quietly raised it.

It was still a block, blocking Jalen Jackson for Bryant, and Fisher, who was ambushed in the bottom right corner at this time, began to run along the bottom line towards another bottom corner.

Bryant managed to take a step inside the three-point line with cover, and Elliott and Jalen Jackson, who were guarding Fox, completed the change of defense.

Duncan, on the other hand, ran from the edge of the box in the direction of Fisher, who made a block directly for Duncan, and the small block blocked Robinson.

Duncan took the opportunity to reach a 45-degree angle on the right side, and Bryant's pass went directly to Duncan.

At this time, Duncan faced only a 1.78-meter-tall Avery John.

Duncan even just tiptoed and threw the ball with a flip-up motion, and Avery John couldn't interfere with the 2.11-meter Duncan.

Familiar rebound, basketball bouncing into the frame, easy scoring.

The elder Nelson sat firmly on the fishing platform off the court, with a smug smile on his lips, the Spurs were full of holes in his eyes, and he had many ways to hang the Spurs to play.

It wasn't until he coached the Lakers that he realized how pleasant it was to coach a team with a luxurious roster.

The current staffing of the Lakers is enough for him to experiment with N different tactics, and it can be executed well.

Looking at Popovich's frowning look, old Nelson even cocked Erlang's legs, I laughed proudly, I laughed proudly!

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