Van Gundy's heart was full of doubts, and the Detroit Pistons were also shocked by Lamar's madness after the opening. They don't seem to understand how Lamar, who was still firmly held in the palm of their hands in the last game, suddenly became so strong in this game.

I can't figure it out, seeing that the players on the court are about to be overwhelmed by Lamar alone, Detroit Pistons head coach Larry Brown quickly called a timeout, hoping to cool down Lamar's hot hand by doing so.

"What's wrong with all of you? Is it just a Ramal Odom that scares you?" The coach was quite dissatisfied with the team's performance in this minute: "Cheer up! Don't forget what our goals are for this season? You tell me, do you want to watch great opportunities slip away from us?"

Rashid Wallace wasn't listening to Larry Brown's tirade, his eyes were fixed on Lamar, the man who looked more like a wolf to him.

Larry Brown was venting at his players, while the Knicks on the other side were all focused on Lamar.

It was only at this point that the other players clearly felt that Lamar was angry, and Lamar was really angry. Lamar was very unhappy with their performance in the last game, so at the beginning of this game Lamar was going to go it alone. As for them? Were they really given up by Lamar?

"You don't have to look at me like that!" Lamar finally spoke after a while, his tone still sounding cold and emotionless, chilling.

"I want to win, I hate to lose, that's my answer to you!" Lamar closed his eyes and rested again, leaving time for his teammates to think for themselves.

Lamar had already made up his mind not to rely on anyone in this match, and of course he would be happier if his teammates were willing to follow him and fight with him. But he wouldn't waste any more time motivating them, because he knew it wouldn't be of any use. A person who has become accustomed to relying on others to move forward cannot shake off his crutches no matter how much he is motivated.

Lamar's attitude made many Knicks players present feel ashamed, and they wanted to tell Lamar that they want to win too, they hate to lose, and they want more championships. But the gap between saying it and doing it is real, and no matter how determined they are, it is better to really release their energy when they are on the court and prove to Lamar that they are worthy of the Knicks jersey on them.

The timeout was over quickly, and the Detroit Pistons, who had returned to the game, seemed to wake up suddenly after being scolded by Larry Brown, and their morale soared.

On the other hand, the Knicks looked a little depressed, except for Lamar's gaze, which was still cold and direct, everyone else seemed to be a little absent-minded.

The Detroit Pistons served and scored eight points in just one minute on their home court, but they didn't even touch the basketball on their side. This is simply a great irony for the five tigers, they have to respond, they have to fight back.

Xcel slowly moved forward with the ball, and Lamar was still looking for a chance to break the ball in front of him, but this time Xcel was obviously much more focused and careful. Xcel slowly slapped the ball, protected it with his body, and carefully pushed forward little by little.

After the ball passed halfway, Lamar saw that there was no chance to break the ball, and immediately switched positions with his teammates.

The defensive position, the pressure on Axel suddenly eased a lot, and he found an opportunity, and he decisively passed the ball to Rasheed Wallace near the free throw line.

Rasheed Wallace received the ball and leaned back, knocking Damppot away a little, and then with the help of the reaction force, he pulled out a step and turned to shoot.

"Don't get your way!" Dampott roared as if he had woken up from a dream, and pounced, slapping him down with a big slap.

The Haitian didn't cover the basketball this time, but slapped Rachid Wallace on the forearm. Suddenly the basketball lost control and rolled down.

"Beep beep!" the referee's whistle blew and his finger pointed at Dampot.

It was an unmistakable foul, and Dampoter didn't seem to want to defend it, standing aside with his arms held high.

At the moment of turning around, Dampotter couldn't help but glance in the direction of Lamar, and seeing Lamar nodding slightly, Dampotter's heart was suddenly overjoyed. He felt that he was still useful to Lamar and to the Knicks, which gave him more confidence.

Rasheed Wallace rubbed his arm and glared at Dampotter with a fierce look. Just now, the Haitian exerted all the strength of his whole body without retaining any of it, and suddenly Rachid Wallace's arm was numb, and five fingerprints clearly appeared on it.

"That bastard!" Rashid Wallace couldn't do anything in his heart, he couldn't rush up and punch Dampoter.

Because Rasheed Wallace knows very well that the Knicks are missing Dampoter or the Knicks, at most handing over the burden of defense to the guy with tattoos on the bench. On top of that, they also have Lamar, a man who is beyond God. If the Detroit Pistons don't have themselves, then everything will be over! Without a strong attack from the inside, Ben Wallace alone will never be able to guarantee it.

The Detroit Pistons are a strong team at best, a strong team made up of poor people, and they are not at all close to the superteams.

Holding back the anger in his heart, Rasheed Wallace stepped onto the free throw line. He's good at free throws, but it's a pity that his arm is numb now, and he can't control the strength at all.

After aiming for a long time and roaring at Tianzun, he threw the ball out, and after the basketball bounced on the basket for a long time, he reluctantly rolled into the basket.

"It's dangerous!" Rashid Wallace was also secretly relieved after the goal was scored, and they finally got the first point of the game anyway. The next ball was not so lucky, and the basketball hit the edge of the basket and bounced out.

"Rebound!"

Several elders shouted at the same time and crowded together.

Rasheed Wallace also wanted to go over and scramble, but was desperately blocked by Battier.

It's not just Dampote who wants to prove himself in front of Lamar, but so does Battier. They also want to prove that they deserve to wear the Knicks jersey and prove that they still want to win this game.

"Ahh After landing, the Haitians still held the ball in their arms like a mother bear guarding their cubs, not giving others a chance.

"Hell!" Rasheed Wallace could only shake his hand in frustration and beckoned his teammates to turn back to defend.

It's only been a little over a minute since the game is played, and during that time the Knicks have given Rasheed Wallace the feeling of a different team, more aggressive, more dangerous.

Darmsport threw the ball to Lamar and the Knicks' offense was immediately launched.

Now the general trend is on the Knicks' side, and everyone can see it clearly. The Knicks don't want to give the Detroit Pistons a chance to breathe, and the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that the Detroit Pistons are not cowardly rabbits, they are a dangerous existence, so they can't give them time to find a chance to fight back.

Lamar dribbled quickly through the half, Ben Wallace rushed in the first place, but Lamar didn't give him a chance to stand on his feet. His speed was still very fast, as if he didn't see Ben Wallace in front of him, and rushed straight over.

Ben Wallace could only keep retreating when he saw this, which gave Lamar more room to play.

Lamar accelerated forward and kept advancing against Ben Wallace, while the rest of the Knicks saw the running position and the card man, making it inconvenient for Rashid Wallace and others to step forward to help defend.

Ben Wallace wanted to go down and make Lamar an offensive foul, but Lamar didn't give him that chance at all.

Lamar's advance was so fast that it looked like he couldn't stop the car.

Ben Wallace was fully convinced that if he dared to fall down at this time, Lamar would have stepped directly on him very unceremoniously.

"Damn!" Ben Wallace was bullied like this, the first time in his career. No matter how good-tempered a person is, he can't stand being beaten like this.

Suddenly, Ben Wallace's head was hot, and he couldn't care about anything else, so he grabbed Lamar's right arm.

Lamar waited for that opportunity and threw the ball upwards with his left hand. The ball was shot, but Lamar's expected referee's whistle did not sound, and the basketball was about to pop off after bouncing twice on the basket, when a figure suddenly swooped over Lamar and grabbed the basketball and smashed it into the basket.

"Boom!"

It was Darmsport who scored the goal. The Haitian swept away the decadence of the previous game, and at this time roared like a divine soldier descending from the sky, and then looked down at Lamar and smiled: "Lamar, if you want to do a big job, count me in!"

Lamar was stunned for a moment, then smiled and put his hand on Dampot's hand, "Yes! But you have to remember to keep up and don't fall behind! I won't wait for anyone." ”

"Don't worry!"

Although it is a pity that this ball did not end up being two plus one, it is worth it to gain a follower of Dhampote. What's more, the followers aren't just Dampot.

"Lamar, don't forget to count me!" Battier's face was still grim, as plain as a farmer, but the flames that burst from those eyes proved to everyone that he was hungry for battle, and that he was no less hungry for victory than anyone else.

"And me!" Although Wade is still a rookie, he is not willing to be left behind, and his expression is unusually firm.

"I think you need someone to pass the ball!" Billups walked over as well.