"Dirk, are you afraid? are you?" Old Nelson didn't know when he stood in front of Nowitzki: "Are you afraid? Are you afraid that you're going to end like your boss! Do you want to finish the game as soon as possible and hide in the hotel and tremble, or do you want to pray to your God and pray for your safety?"

Nowitzki looked at old Nelson, and he wanted to deny it! He wanted to say something to prove his courage, but it seemed all in vain. He was indeed just like Nelson Sr. said – afraid!

This wasn't Novitzki's imaginary basketball game at all, and he felt like he was a guest in a bandit cottage at the moment.

This arena is not a basketball game at all, but more like a mass grave for bandits to kill people and steal goods!

The Knicks' players are the murderous bandits, and the New York fans in the stands are the bandits' families. The environment made it impossible for Nowitzki to concentrate on the game.

"It's not a game at all! Basketball shouldn't be so bloody. ”

"No!" Old Nelson interrupted Novitzki with a scream, his eyes shining with excitement, "Dirk! this is a man's contest, do you always want to meet those who scream when they collide on the basketball court, and cry when they wipe a small wound on their arm?

Hearing the word soft, Novitsky's most sensitive nerves were visibly touched, and he looked up at old Nelson and gritted his teeth and said, "No! I am a real man, and no one can insult my glory." ”

"Very good!" received a satisfactory answer, and the old Nelson also looked excited: "Dirk! What better chance to prove yourself? Look at your strong body, you're no worse than that bastard Lamar. You're taller than him, stronger than him, and you can knock him out with one punch!"

"Don't forget! You are a glorious German, you have the blood of the Germanic warriors in your veins, go to the field to prove yourself and let Lamar know that you are good! You can do it, and you must do it! Otherwise, you are not worthy to replace Finley as the leader of the Dallas Mavericks. ”

Like a bullfight, Nowitzki's eyes were red with a few words from the old Nelson, a matador, and he came into the game panting like an angry bull.

Watching Nowitzki rush onto the field with a loud cry like a bull in heat, old Nelson sighed secretly and muttered with a wry smile: "How do I feel like a politician now, full of agitating lies." ”

Lamar was also stunned when he saw Nowitzki's appearance, it was the first time he had seen a German like this.

"Oh, what did I see? a bison with a red cloak?!" Dampott laughed out loud as if he had seen something interesting.

But soon he couldn't think of it, and Nowitzki, who was back on the court, came up and squeezed inside to lean on the unsuspecting Darmster. After receiving Nash's pass, he dribbled with his back.

Dampot didn't react to Nowitzki's tough move, and he was under the impression that the German should hit him at this point, and then immediately pull back and solve the problem with his golden rooster independent shooting. But this time Nowitzki was clearly much tougher and more resolute. ad_250_left();

It was just a collision, and Dampot, who didn't react, was knocked away. Nowitzki took the opportunity to turn around, raised the ball high with both hands and slammed it into the basket.

Dampot was stunned, and the Haitians couldn't help but feel a little chagrined when he dunked at Nowitzki.

Not only him, but even Lamar was taken aback. Lamar and Darmsport thought about it for a moment, and Nowitzki just now, even he couldn't defend at all. His strength is enough to compete with the opposition, but the lack of height still allows the opponent to easily turn around and shoot while leaning on him.

"Lamar, let me give him back. I'm humiliated by this German guy and he has to pay the price!" Dampot's eyes were red, and he looked like a bull who had been provoked to rage, and he couldn't see the usual grinning second guy at all.

Lamar hesitated for a moment but nodded in agreement, he was still very relieved about Dampot's strength. Although the current technology is not comprehensive enough, when it comes to open picks or open dunks, there should be no problem.

As soon as the ball passed the half, it was handed to Lamar again, and Nowitzki really stood up behind him, not giving Lamar any gap.

"Softass, do you think that's enough? Now I'm going to show you how real men play. Lamar spoke, and suddenly slammed into his back.

If it was a normal time, Nowitzki would have to step aside to cool off. But now the ruthless Germans were actually hit three times by Lamar, and they still stubbornly guarded their position as party leaders.

It's just that under the continuous impact, Nowitzki is not comfortable, and his chest is like being punched a few times, which makes him a little breathless. Feeling that such a strong action was not possible, Lamar took advantage of the gap behind him to take his right foot as the center of the circle, suddenly turned around and jumped high with one foot, holding the basketball with both hands to slam the dunk.

"Don't think!" Nowitzki reached out as Lamar jumped, only that he wasn't aiming at the basketball, but on Lamar's arm.

However, Lamar didn't choose to be strong in the first place, and the corner of his eye kept watching Dampier's movements. When he saw Dampier move to his side, Lamar did not hesitate to close the basketball king's abdomen, and then with a flick of his left hand, the basketball passed through Dampier's crotch and appeared in the Haitian hand.

"Smack!" Realizing that Dampier was not good, he slapped his big hand on the Haitian's forearm fiercely when he returned to defense, and Dampott in the air suddenly fell down sideways like a kite with a broken string.

"Bang!" was a muffled sound, and the fans sitting around the stadium felt their feet tremble.

"Bastard, are you trying to murder?"

Lamar, who was closest to the Haitian, landed and saw that his little brother had been attacked by Dampier in this way, and his anger immediately burned. He swung his fist and seemed to be about to hit Dampier in the face.

"Stop! Lamar! Calm down!"

Luckily, Billups reacted quickly enough to grab Lamar's arm, otherwise the outcome of the match would have been unpredictable. Without Lamar's anchor, the Knicks' interior line will also be worrisome in the new season.

"Let go of me! Chauncey! I'm going to show this bitch-like bastard we're good!" Lamar struggled like a mad tiger, having been hurt by his opponent's tricks in the playoffs last season, and relate to what happened to the Haitians.

Dampier didn't flinch at this time, but looked at Lamar with a provocative expression.

"That's enough! Lamar!" said Alan Houston, the oldest Knicks player on the court. Houston first pushed Lamar aside, saw that Dampot was still lying on the ground and did not get up, and quickly beckoned the team doctor to enter the field. Then they walked up to Dampier and looked at each other with cold eyes.

Dampiel suddenly felt a burst of pressure, but he resisted the pressure and stood there looking directly at Houston without flinching a step.

"Hmph! Someone like you doesn't deserve to play basketball at all!" Houston snorted and walked away.

Upon inspection, Dampotter had just fallen badly and was fine. But Van Gundy still didn't dare to be careless, and replaced him with *** Hilario, and at the same time replaced Lamar, who was a little hot-headed, with Wang Zhizhi, so that this guy could calm down.

"Huh!" replaced Wang Zhizhi, who was on the court, and hit a free throw.

"Bang!" the second free throw bounced twice off the basket before sliding out of the frame.

The two teams quickly squeezed to the basket, and just as Lamar's hand was about to touch the basketball, Nowitzki suddenly rushed up.

The German used his advantage to push the unsuspecting Lamar to the side, then grabbed the ball in his hands.

Nowitzki didn't stop long after landing and threw the ball to Nash on the perimeter.

Nash rushed to the Knicks' basket in a few steps and scored a layup, closing the gap between the two sides to single digits again.

Nash was also very excited after the goal, jumping up and running Nowitzki to hit his chest in the air.

"Well done!"

Old Nelson on the sidelines also jumped up with his fists in excitement.

Clearly, Nowitzki exceeded Nelson Sr.'s expectations, and he was just trying to get Nowitzki to be a little tougher and take the initiative to lead the team on the counter-attack. I never thought the harvest would be so big!

If Nowitzki can really rediscover himself and become a responsible player after this game, then even if Michael Finley is traded in the future, there will be no shortage of new cores.

On the Knicks' side, Van Gundy was worried, looking at Nowitzki, who was trying to make himself vicious, Van Gundy rubbed his chin and muttered: "This season has changed a lot! ”

The Mavericks, who played with morale, also became vigorous when they defended next, and of course their actions became bigger, and they all regarded the Knicks players as their father-killers.

After Lamar calmed down and appeared again, he didn't expect that the current Dallas people were a little crazy! These Dallas players, who usually look like humble gentlemen, even used lethal tactics against Lamar - the infamous "Jordan's Law" was once again played out at Madison Garden, but this time it was not against Jordan but Lamar.