My Name is Kobe Bryant

Chapter 572 23VS24!

"Kobe, you want to wear No. 24? WHY?"

The game against the Bulls was about to start, and when Kobe took out the Lakers' No. 24 purple and gold jersey from his backpack, the other players asked Kobe in surprise.

"Because we want to win 24 games?" Xiaoyu guessed with wide eyes.

The Lakers currently have 23 wins and 0 losses. If they win the Bulls and then defeat their strong opponents in the next three away games, their 30-game winning streak will be just around the corner.

This game can be said to be the most critical game for the Lakers to win 33 consecutive victories! In the 24th game, is this why Kobe wore the No. 24 jersey?

"No, Kobe means to surpass Michael!" O'Neal's idea is the same as that of most people. Michael Jordan's number is No. 23, and the meaning of Kobe wearing No. 24 is almost self-evident.

Kobe once had the feat of dunking wearing No. 24 in the dunk contest. Although he used a lot of words to prove that he did not mean to surpass Jordan by wearing No. 24, O'Neal still felt that things were not that simple!

So when Kobe put on the No. 24 jersey again, this was O'Neal's first thought.

"There are 24 hours in a day" Kobe Bryant is positive

"COME ON! Tell the truth." The Lakers players burst into laughter.

"Okay, I'm just here to get Michael's mentality." Kobe smiled and spread his hands. He could imagine Jordan's bad face after wearing the No. 24 jersey on the court.

"Hahaha, I can't wait to see Michael's expression."

"You will be fined for doing this, boss. Didn't Jordan get fined for forcing himself to wear No. 23?"

"Brother, haven't you heard of Mamba Sports? Kobe drives it! Does he need that little money?"

Kobe was not lacking, so he thought of it and did it.

Although he currently talks about surpassing Jordan and seems to be lacking in hard qualifications and honors, Kobe believes that his current ability has surpassed Jordan.

This game! Kill Jordan!

This is why Kobe wore the No. 24 jersey!

"Big news! Big news! Kobe will wear the No. 24 jersey in this game!"

"Kobe No. 24 VS Jordan No. 23! 24 consecutive wins or stop at 23 consecutive wins!"

"This game is really a gimmick! I believe the excitement of the game will never disappoint people!"

"Kobe Bryant, who has the magic fadeaway three-point jumper, will face off against the God of Basketball, Michael Jordan. The No. 1 player in the Western Conference will face the No. 1 player in the Eastern Conference! Will this game be a repeat of last year's finals? Or is it a preliminary match for this year's championship?"

"Although other teams have obvious reinforcements, no one can replace these two players, Kobe and Jordan. This is why they occupy the top spot in the Eastern and Western Conferences."

"I always believe that the finals will not be staged by super teams such as the Jazz, Magic, and Houston that continue to strengthen this season. In the end, it will always be the finals between the Lakers and Bulls!"

"Michael! Michael! Can I interview you?" Jordan walked into the locker room, and a large number of reporters poured in.

His bodyguard took control of the situation and then asked Jordan if he wanted to be interviewed.

"Let them ask three questions." Jordan said solemnly, and he had just learned that Kobe would be wearing the No. 24 jersey on the field. First furious, then somewhat relieved.

There is no player worthy of wearing the No. 24 jersey except Kobe.

"Understood."

"You're number one." Jordan casually clicked on a bald man.

"Michael! How likely is it that the Bulls will end the Lakers' 23-game winning streak in this game?"

"It must end, next question."

"This is Phil's last Bulls season. There is news that you have agreed to go to a new team together after the season. Is this true?"

"I only play for Phil, next question." Jordan glared at the reporter.

"Last year, there was news that you wanted to retire. After this season, if you win the second three consecutive championships, will you consider retiring?"

"Maybe, I won't make a decision until after the season. Well, let them leave." Jordan waved his hand.

The game between the Bulls and the Lakers is about to begin, and Jordan doesn't want to pay attention to all the overt and covert attacks before this kind of battle.

While doing physical therapy, I was blowing water with Rodman.

"Dennis, how about making a bet on this game." Jordan was in high spirits when he talked about spinach.

"Okay, what are you betting on?"

"Bet on whether you can get 20 rebounds! If you can, then I will cover the cost of tonight. Do you understand what I mean?"

Rodman opened his mouth and smiled evilly.

"Then you may have to spend money."

During Pippen's injury, Rodman was Jordan's most reliable assistant. Their personal relationship quickly heated up during this time.

Rodman's performance so far this season, averaging 12.4 points and 17.8 rebounds per game, is nothing more than Jordan's desire to have a good relationship with him. Without Pippen, Jordan can still choose what Pippen has to do. If Rodman fails, no one in the Bulls can take over.

"Okay, let's announce the starting lineup for today's game." Kurt Rambis came to the locker room and announced Harris's decision today.

"Starting guards, Kobe, Eddie."

"Starting forwards, Steph, Horry."

"Starting center, Shaq."

"What?"

"Still Stephen starts?"

"Isn't Bruce getting a lot better? Why isn't he starting?"

Harris' decision caused confusion among Lakers players. Compared to Stephen Jackson, who has only played a few games, Lakers players are certainly more accepting of Bruce Bowen, who seems more reliable.

Although Stephen Jackson's performance in the last game was amazing and he did even better than Bowen, the Lakers players did not think this performance could last. They had seen him have many such flashes of light.

"Hey, guys. Accept the coach's arrangement." Kobe stood up for Wu Sheng.

"The coach naturally has his reasons for doing this." Horry also said.

"Wuhu! I thought I was starting again." Campbell cheered. At present, he just wants to be a gangster and playing as a substitute is enough.

"I have no objection." Bowen said. He knew that his condition today was not good, and the cold symptoms had not completely left him.

"Then get ready to play!"

"good!"

"ONE TWO THREE! WIN!"

The Lakers players gathered together and cheered.

The crucial decisive battle is about to begin!

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen! This is the live broadcast of the National Basketball League brought by ABC!"

"Players from both sides have arrived on the field!"

"Michael walked right up to Kobe! What was he going to do?"