However, the head coaches of both sides were not in such a good mood, and the score could not be opened, so they did not dare to change their tactics easily, let alone easily adjust the players on the field. Ran Wen ??? ．?ｒ?ａ?ｎ?? E?n?'o?r?g?I am afraid that if I replace someone, it will cause unnecessary chemical reactions, and then the loss will be great.

Scott is struggling with how to get his players on the pitch at the right time, while Jeff Van Gundy is almost pulling his hair out of the way that there is no one to replace Lamar.

The battle was still fierce on the field, and the players on both sides were holding on to make their last ditch. For professional footballers like them, sometimes glory is far more important than money, especially when the finals are within reach, and they will not give up lightly no matter what.

"What a bunch of nasty guys!" Dampotter was standing on the baseline with a basketball, he didn't have the strength to lose his temper now, and all that was left was a wry smile of helplessness.

The Haitian's simple mind couldn't think of any way to swatt the pesky flies in New Jersey's Blue Bay, so they looked at Lamar as if asking for help.

At this time, Lamar suffered from this huge pain with every step he took, and sometimes he couldn't even run. Lamar endured the same step and ran towards the half of the New Jersey Nets, and that persistent look made Billups and others can't help but have a sour nose, and tears are almost about to flow.

"Damn, we can't always rely on Lamar!" Billups said in frustration, "Samuel! I'll get the ball inside in a minute!"

The Haitian looked at Billups in a daze, then followed his eyes to Lamar and nodded silently.

The ball was handed to the inside, and Dampot immediately hunched over and slammed it back.

Van Horn was not a pure insider, and the years were unforgiving, and compared to the young and strong Dampot, he was obviously at a disadvantage in terms of strength and physical flexibility. Although it is still struggling to support it, everyone can see that this is just a showcase.

"Ahh

Feeling that there was already a vacancy, Damp Potter shouted, suddenly turned around and raised one arm up, and was about to slam dunk.

Van Horn had already lost his best defensive position, and at this time he could only watch Dampot commit murder in front of him, but at this moment, a big hand suddenly reached out from the side and hit the basketball.

Sandwiched by two huge forces at the same time, the basketball bounced out of the middle of the palms of the two people after a slight deformation.

"Damn!" Dampotter scolded angrily, looking up at the person who had just blocked him, it was actually Jason Kidd, who he hadn't even expected before.

The fans at the scene were also shocked, no one expected that at such a critical time, Jason Kidd suddenly gave such a wonderful performance, and immediately burst into joy.

Lamar stood on the outside and looked at Jason Kidd, who was rushing towards the ball with a fierce face, and felt that this scene was so familiar. Didn't he fight for a ball when he was with the Lakers?

The basketball was eventually grabbed by the aggressive Jason Kidd, who then countered with the ball directly towards the Knicks, and after a few passes, it was finally scored by Van Horne.

Time passed by minute by minute, but this time the identities of the two changed, and the chaser changed from the New Jersey Nets to the New York Knicks.

Seeing that the team was suppressed by the New Jersey Nets, Jeff Van Gundy was also restless off the court, and at this time, what was elegant and calm had already been run aside by him.

The twenty-five minutes agreed with Lamar had already run out of time, but Jeff Van Gundy couldn't make up his mind to replace Lamar. There was always a fluke in his heart, hoping that he would win the game with one attack on the team, and then let Lamar go off the court when the time came, but his expectation never appeared.

Van Gundy can certainly see that Lamar has been struggling to support him at this time, and the reason why he can still hold on is the tireless thirst for victory in his heart.

Jeff Van Gundy is also very conflicted, he doesn't know what he should do at this time, he knows that Lamar is the future of the team, but the current situation does make it difficult for him to make a decision.

Lamar didn't get off the pitch, and Kidd could only hold on on the pitch. The ankle injury is getting worse and worse, and it won't be easy for Jason Kidd to survive until now.

"At this point, Lamar and Jason weren't playing at all. Bill Wharton, who was sitting on the sidelines watching the game, rubbed his chin and said meaningfully: "They are simply comparing who is more ruthless to themselves! If anyone dares to throw his life on the field today, then he must be the winner." ”

"Just like Willis Reed back then?!maybe, this guy is destined to become a symbol of the Knicks!" said Gorilla Ewing a little lonely.

"That's right! it's Willis Reed!" Bill Wharton laughed, "I'm sure Lamar will be the one who dares to throw his life on the court, and he will be able to do it." ”

Ewing nodded, was silent thoughtfully for a while, and then smiled helplessly: "It's a pity that I'm old! Otherwise, if he could form a twin towers with me, the Knicks would definitely be able to pull the bulls off the horse back then! I wouldn't be empty-handed now." To be honest, the Lakers are really blind. ”

Magic Johnson rolled his eyes on the side, then continued: "They're both paranoid lunatics, so Lamar and Kobe Bryant will never be able to coexist!"

Johnson was right that there was no way for someone like Lamar to make peace with another paranoid madman under any circumstances. Lamar can be subservient to Shaq and not even care about his status on the team, but Lamar will definitely not be willing to submit to Kobe. That's why Lamar wants to prove to everyone that when he was with the Los Angeles Lakers, he definitely didn't play Kobe's younger brother, and they should be equal.

The game was nearing its end, with a score of 116-114 and the New Jersey Nets still leading by two points, but Lamar was in possession and everything was still in doubt.

Lamar stood straight and dribbled, looking very weird. But Jefferson in front of him still didn't dare to break the ball rashly, and he had to be careful in the face of an opponent like Lamar.

There was not the slightest communication between the two people, just cold eyes looking at each other. At this point, all that remains between them is a life-and-death struggle.

Suddenly Lamar moved, just like Johnson said just now, Lamar made up his mind today to lose his life here and must win!

Lamar used the last of his strength, and it was like a patient returning to the light, moving quickly.

In the face of Lamar's final blow, Jefferson didn't even react at all. Let Lamar pass him straight to the basket, or even if he wants to move, he is powerless, and the long-term ** and mental double consumption have put him on the verge of collapse.

"Ahh

Lamar, who broke through, was not having a good time, and was bumped into by Van Horn who rushed up as soon as he took a step.

In normal times, Lamar would have had to turn with a light pull to get Van Horn into the air. But now Lamar's brain can react, but his body is no longer listening.

"You damn bastard, are you trying to kill someone?" Seeing Lamar knocked down, an enraged Dampotter crossed his arms and tried to find Van Horn desperately.

"Stop, you idiot!" Lamar didn't know where the spirit came from, and suddenly shouted to stop the impulsive Dampot.

"Lamar, this bastard was trying to kill you! I can see it clearly. Lamar was a little aggrieved, but his fierce eyes never left Van Horne, and he had a posture of starting without saying a word.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, pull me up!"

Seeing Lamar stand up with the help of Dampot, Jeff Van Gundy was a little relieved.

Seeing Lamar knocked to the ground just now, Van Gundy almost suffered a heart attack, and seeing that Lamar was fine, he quickly called McDyes, ready to let him replace Lamar.

Lamar also saw the movement on the bench and found that Jeff Van Gundy was going to replace him, Lamar quickly looked at Jeff Van Gundy and shook his head, and then went straight to the free throw line.

"It's time to go!"

Hearing Lamar say such a decisive thing, the referee was stunned, and then threw the ball over as he said.

"Huh!"

Lamar raised his hand and shot without giving people a chance to react, and the basketball went into the net.

"Huh!"

Again, the two sides are tied.

"Pass the ball!"

While the rest of the Nets players were still annoyed by the score, Kidd was unusually calm. With a shout, he rushed to the Knicks' half as fast as he could after receiving Van Horn's pass.

"Back to the defense!"

Lamar let out a scolding of his teammates and ran back.

With only a dozen seconds left in the game, Lamar thought that the Nets would call a timeout to set up the last shot, so he couldn't help but relax a little.

Now Lamar and his Knicks may have to pay the price for their carelessness.

How could Lamar be willing to lose in such a way?

Lamar ignored his discomfort and fought back. Seeing that the distance between the two men was getting tighter and tighter, they finally jumped up at the same time when Kidd's foot stepped on the free throw line.

As the basketball swiped Kidd's fingertips, Lamar's hand arrived.

Unfortunately, Lamar ended up being a step too late and only touched a piece of air.

Kidd's layup went through the Nets and like a sword through the hearts of the Knicks.

The victory in front of him was taken away, which made the morale of the Knicks team hold back for a whole game, and the belief that had been supporting the battle until now collapsed in an instant. They have already foreseen the fate of defeat.

Dampotter was holding his head and screaming in pain, Alan Houston was pounding the floor angrily as he fell to the ground with leg cramps as he returned to the defense, Billups stared at the timer a little dazedly, ashamed of his carelessness, and Lamar was angry at himself for not being able to stretch his hand a few centimeters. (To be continued.) )