Blocking fouls, this is no question asked!It was Marion's small step just now that made his feet, which were standing firmly outside the reasonable collision zone, step on the line of the reasonable collision zone. What was originally a successful defense has become a blocking foul!

Marion really felt very aggrieved, but it didn't work, and there was no dispute about the referee's decision!

Lamar, who walked to the free throw line, did not forget to stimulate Marion again: "Hey, ugly ghost, next time you better stand firm! You really look like a soft-footed shrimp just now!"

"Whew!" Lamar threw the ball out without waiting for Marion to counter.

With both free throws, the Knicks are now four points behind the Suns.

When passing by Nash's side, Lamar also glanced at Nash defiantly, and the smell of gunpowder in the game was a little stronger.

"That damn bastard!" Stark Demeyer stood on the bottom line, viciously waiting for Lamar's back. If he could, he wished the basketball in his hand had been solid and smashed into Lamar's head.

"Don't mind!" Nash smiled as he walked over, his appearance seemingly calm, but the flames of war were already burning in his heart.

Breaking through quickly, running back along the baseline, relying on the inside cover to shake off defenders, catching the ball and throwing small throws, Nash's counterattack took only a split second, and in this attack, Nash shot in front of Lamar again.

"Don't get complacent too soon!" Lamar is not to be outdone, although he can't guard Nash on the defensive end, but he will also be a curse for the Suns on the offensive end.

Lamar made a breakthrough, Stoudemire stepped back, Lamar suddenly pulled up a jumper and hit a shot, and the gap between the two teams was still 4 points.

While throwing the ball in, Lamar also greeted Stoudemire, who was a little slow to react, with his big foot, and kicked the calf of the little bully.

"Boy, you should stop in moderation!" Nash's temper was just good, and Lamar's successive tricks made him a little angry.

"When the boos from the bastards in the stands disappear for us, I'll probably think about it!"

Nash's face couldn't help but chill when he heard this, but he quickly disappeared and changed into that calm and calm appearance again.

But the more Nash calmed down, the louder the alarm in Lamar's heart grew. ad_250_left();

A player like Nash is an artist on the court, handsome, elegant, and gentlemanly, and the Canadian is a complete outlier in the NBA. If you have to find a player like him, it's Grant Hill, who was once hailed as Jordan's successor, and in general they are gentlemen who live in a group of rough and reckless men. As for his teammate Alan Houston, Lamar is very contemptuous, because in Lamar's eyes, Houston is a pseudo-gentleman!

However, a gentleman like Nash, Lamar does not appreciate much. The main reason is that while Nash showed his demeanor, he also humiliated his opponent fiercely, although he never showed it on his face.

It was another layup after a crotch pass, and Houston, who had the worst defense in the Knicks' lineup, was the one who was crotched.

Of course, if it were in normal times, Houston would definitely not be broken by Nash so easily. The key reason is that Houston was plotted by Marion, who blocked Nash, when defending Nash.

"Don't you think that's funny?" said Lamar as Nash passed by him, and Lamar replied to what Nash had asked him.

Nash was stunned for a moment, and immediately felt an inexplicable danger in his heart. But he didn't care, in his opinion, Lamar's current behavior was nothing more than annoyance. He has faced many such opponents in his career.

"You should find a reason in yourself instead of blaming me! I just want to win the game, so I don't care how I win! If you want to say I did it on purpose, then be it. Nash turned and ran to his own half, and by the way, he high-fived Marion, who was covering him, in celebration.

Marion glared at Lamar with some disdain, and his mouth was still slurking, not knowing what he was saying, and it probably wouldn't be a good thing.

"Is it okay to win?" Lamar sneered, looking at Nash with a little more murderous intent in his eyes.

Lamar is now completely unable to control his emotions, and it is clear that Lamar's emotions are still more or less affected due to Miranda Kerr.

Lamar scurried to the Suns' halfcourt, stopped at a 45-degree angle from beyond the three-point line, and soon Billups' pass arrived.

After receiving the ball, Lamar tried to calm himself down a bit, but the growing irritability in his heart made his body stiff and his brain a little confused.

At this time, Lamar threw his usual calmness out of the clouds, and at the moment he only thought about how to warn Nash: it is okay to play, it is okay to foul, and it is okay to make small moves, but it is absolutely not possible to disgust the opponent with insulting actions.

Suddenly holding the ball made a feint, but this feint was not for Marion in front of him, but for Nash next to him, who was ready to help defend at any time.

Lamar moved to the left, but as he was about to take this step, Lamar quickly retracted and turned to the right, and Marion was swept away without the slightest reaction.

Lamar relied on his own battle push to get to the free-throw line in an instant, and at this point Nash finally came, and he jumped in stride and stood in front of Lamar, ready for it.

Looking at Nash, Lamar's mind suddenly remembered a playoff game between the Suns and Lakers that he had watched in his previous life, when Kobe Bryant leaped to Nash for a dunk in the final moments of the game.

Lamar didn't have time to think about it, his body reacted almost uncontrollably, his legs exerted force, and he used all his strength to jump up against Nash, who was standing dead outside the reasonable collision zone.

"Not good!" Lamar suddenly came to his senses as he made his move. He knew very well that if he didn't get past Nash this time, not only would he get an offensive rule, but he might also get injured because he lost his balance! At this point, Lamar only hopes that Nash will choose to back down because of fear.

But Nash didn't retreat when he looked at Lamar flying towards him, but was ready to be hit at any time.

Lamar had no choice but to dunk the ball in and rely on the cushion of the basket to avoid injury.

"Ahh

At this time, Nash, who was standing under the basket, also knew Lamar's plan, and Nash, who was not far away from the humiliation of his crotch, wanted to retreat, but it was too late, Lamar was already in the city!

"Bang!" the basket made an earth-shattering sound, and Lamar was lucky enough to complete the earth-shattering blow, which was comparable to Vince Carter's earth-shattering blow that flew over the French center back then. Of course, compared to the 218cm tall center in France, Nash is much shorter, and Lamar inevitably hit Nash's head.

Nash didn't stand stunned, and fell backwards the moment Lamar touched him, sliding some distance on the floor. After falling to the ground, Nash still stared at the referee on duty, hoping that the opponent could award Lamar an offensive foul.

At this time, the referee was also struggling, whether this ball could be awarded or not! If it is judged, it will kill this shocking dunk that is enough to go down in the history of the NBA;

However, after weighing it up and doing so, the referee felt that the home whistle should not have killed the brilliant goal. In the face of the protests of the Suns' players and head coaches, as well as the boos of the audience, the referee overpowered the original verdict!

Lamar stood there with the ball, and his feverish brain couldn't help but wake up when he saw Nash sitting stupidly on the floor. Looking at Nash's dazed appearance, Lamar realized what a bastard thing he had done, and he couldn't stop blaming himself for a while.

Lamar tried to help Nash up, but his hand was halfway up and retracted. Nash's dazed appearance now reminded Lamar of what happened to the French center, you must know that he retired not long after being shocked by Carter!

As a witness to that game, Lamar knows very well what such an encounter means to a basketball player, as long as the mental quality is slightly worse, it will definitely collapse because of it!

"You bastard, get out of the way!" Lamar heard a loud shout in his ears, and then his body was slammed and flew upside down.

Lamar slammed into the group of reporters on the bottom line, and there was a sharp pain in his waist as he slammed into the camera, and Lamar's brain, which had just regained his composure, burned at once.

Stark DeMeyer was also in a moment of anger before he pushed Lamar hard. But Nash's dazed appearance made it difficult for Xiaobawang's mood to calm down.

For the Suns, there can be no one on the team, but it just can't be without Nash, who always plays the role of commander. It's the same for Stark Demeyer, who can only be fully committed to the game and bring out the best in his energy when he is by Nash's side. It is precisely with Nash's help that he, a rookie rookie, can achieve such an achievement today.

If it weren't for Nash, Stoudemire would be at best a mediocre player with some intimidation under the basket. What's more, in this game, he suffered no less on Lamar. Until now, his shoulders, thighs, and back still have faint pain, and the combination of new and old hatreds has made the little overlord completely explode.

Thinking of this, Stark DeMeyer felt a burst of anger rush over his head, shouted and rushed towards Lamar again, and Marion, who was closest to him, couldn't pull him even if he wanted to.