Chapter 1233

In the remaining 2.7 seconds, no one was optimistic that the Knicks would be able to shoot the ball in such a short time. Not to mention the Mavericks, whose defense is becoming more and more bloody now, it takes more than 2 seconds to dribble from the Knicks' half to the Mavericks' half. This means that the Knicks only have a few tenths of a second to complete a series of shots.

Before the time is over, the paranoid Lamar will naturally not be convinced.

The game was played in such a scorching manner that Lamar knew he had a lot of responsibility as well. If it weren't for his carelessness, hot-headedness, and consecutive missed free throws at critical moments, the Mavericks would have become luncheon meat by now.

Relying on the quick passing between teammates, the Knicks actually passed the basketball to Lamar's hand near the halfway line in 1.2 seconds, and Lamar's ball immediately accelerated and rushed towards the Mavericks' three-point line.

Lamar knew that the Dallas would never dare to foul him at this time. All the Dallas can do now is slow down his advance as much as possible, consume that last second or so, and then try to finish the Knicks in overtime.

The Mavericks' players did a good job, and with three players chasing and intercepting Lamar, Lamar's speed of advancement can really be described as turtle speed.

With just 0.5 seconds left in the game, Lamar was just four metres ahead and just one metre from the three-point line.

But that's going to stop Lamar? You know, Lamar can attack almost the entire half.

Charging, jumping, holding the ball with his left hand, supporting with his right hand, and then flicking his fingers, with 0.1 seconds left in the game, the basketball leaves Lamar's fingertips and flies towards the basket in front of him.

Under the bated gaze of the fans, the basketball finally got into the net after the red light came on, and the basket was not even wiped off.

That's the charm of a superstar!

The crowd was stunned, the Knicks players were stunned, and the Dallas Mavericks players were stunned. Even the referee didn't know what to do at this time.

After a brief silence, the Beijing Workers' Stadium suddenly boiled like ignited gunpowder.

Countless fans spontaneously stood up and cheered loudly, and all the Knicks players, including their head coach, Coach K, rushed to Lamar's side.

Billups, who was closest to Delamal, burst out the emotions that had been backlogged in the normal game, rushing forward and throwing Lamar to the ground without saying a word.

Immediately following Billups, all the Knicks players who reacted pressed up one after another and frolicked happily.

In fact, just now, when Nowitzki played that magical three-plus-one, the hearts of Knicks players had sunk to the bottom.

In this game, the Knicks had a big lead at the beginning of the game, but the final moment of the victory was disturbed by a soft egg Nowitzki.

Against the Dallas Mavericks, who are getting better and better, the Knicks' players are no longer confident about the upcoming overtime and are even ready to accept a loss.

But the miracle came so quickly, Nowitzki used a miraculous equalizer to tie the score, and Lamar saved the team at the end.

This feeling of slowly falling from heaven to hell, and then suddenly flying back to heaven, really makes these big men of the Knicks feel like they are on a roller coaster.

The Knicks were happily celebrating their victory, while the Dallas Mavericks were a little downcast.

At this time, all the Mavericks players stood in place, staring at the big screen with lost eyes, hoping to find evidence of Lamar's timeout with the help of video replay.

Seeing that they were about to achieve a Jedi comeback, the last three points of the bastard Lamal slammed them into the abyss again.

"Damn! This ball doesn't count!"

Suddenly, a loud yelling interrupted the Knicks' celebration.

Everyone followed the prestige, and between them Mark Kuban had broken free from the bodyguards and rushed down the field.

For a while, everyone on the field was a little stunned, and they all watched Kuban jump in front of the referee, and then grabbed the referee's collar and questioned the other party loudly.

"Did you mean to?"

"There's definitely something wrong with this timer!How could time go so slowly?"

"Are you deaf?"

"Bastard, why don't you go watch the replay?"

"Did you take money from the Knicks? Bastard, didn't you see that the red light was already on when that bastard shot?"

"There's definitely a problem with the timer, it's over! ”

"Damn, did you hear me?"

If it was before, the team would not have lost Mark Kuban so disregarding his identity, and at most he would be depressed for a while. But tonight was a little different, and the pre-game performance of the fans and referees gave Mark Kuban a preconceived idea that the Knicks were being treated differently.

So when he saw his team being killed and the referee announced the result without watching the video, Kuban was not desperate for the first time, but felt that the referee was targeting the Mavericks.

For a while, the more Kuban thought about it, the more unwilling he became, especially when he saw the fans in the whole court start to celebrate the Knicks' victory together, he instantly lost his mind. Then Kuban rushed into the field without hesitation and loudly questioned the referee.

Compared with the celebration scene of the Knicks players, Kuban's crazy performance immediately attracted the attention of those media reporters at the scene.

That's definitely top 10 news!

Relatively speaking, the Knicks winning this inconsequential preseason game is not worth mentioning at all, and people have long been used to seeing the Knicks win anyway.

In an instant, all the cameras and cameras on the scene were pointed at Mark Kuban, and the photographer also began to play his greatest ability, recording all kinds of hysterical ugliness of Kuban one by one.

The security guards at the scene finally reacted and hurriedly stepped forward to pull the entangled library board and the referee apart.

The referee saw that someone stepped forward to clear the siege, and immediately fled from the range of the Kuban saliva splash in embarrassment. But Mark Kuban still refused to give up.

"Boss, boss!" "The little general Johnson really can't stand it, if he loses the game, he loses, and besides, this game is not without gain, at least Dirk has been greatly improved.

Originally, the junior general Johnson had already greeted Coach K and was about to return to the locker room with his players, after all, the current stadium is no longer a loser. However, he had no idea that his boss would make such a crazy move, so he had to quickly return to the court to save the Mavericks' image.

"Boss, we're losing!" said General Johnson, hugging the still struggling Mark Kuban.

When Cuban heard Johnson's words, he fell silent as if he had been hit by something.

However, although Kuban calmed down, he still did not accept the fact that the team lost, so he stared at Johnson viciously and said, "What are you kidding? That ball can't be counted!"

"No, boss! I can see it clearly, it's a good ball!

"Fart! Even if it's a good ball, it doesn't count! There's definitely something wrong with the timer on the spot!How can time go so slowly?"

"No, boss, it's impossible for a technician to make such a mistake!"

"Damn! Who can guarantee that? Don't you see it yet? The Knicks guys are out of their wreck, just play overtime and we'll win!"

"Now the fact is that the game is over, we have lost!" "The little general Johnson was still unmoved, and said stubbornly: "A good ball is a good ball, the game is over, we lost!"

"That's right, boss, if you lose, you lose, but please believe us, when we meet the Knicks in the regular season, we must win!" At this time, Nowitzki, the core of the team, also walked over, like Mark Kuban swore and said: "I promise!"

"That's right, boss! Believe Dirk, he and the other players will be able to do it. Johnson saw that the ecology of Kuban was beginning to slacken, and immediately persuaded again.

Junior General Johnson felt really humiliated and now only thought about dragging Mark Kuban away from the scene as soon as possible. If Makkuban is left alone and allowed to continue to mess around like this, not only will the Mavericks become a joke in the world basketball world, but the league will definitely punish the Dallas Mavericks severely.

Cuban hesitated, then turned around and glared at Lamar viciously, and then left with a face full of unwillingness.

The team's celebration was interrupted, and Lamar's heart was naturally very unhappy, but looking at his library board step by step, Lamar felt a lot more comfortable.

At this time, Nowitzki, who was walking beside Kuban, also seemed to feel the breath coming from behind him, and when he turned around, he collided with Lamar's gaze in the air.

The German tank's face became solemn, and its steps abruptly froze, and then it seemed to think of something and began to move back.

"I should congratulate you, Lamar, for stealing a victory from us at the last minute!" he said congratulations, but the next words were clearly sarcastic about the shit that the Knicks had stepped on.

Lamar's unhappiness that had just been suppressed suddenly broke out again, so he snorted coldly with a cold face: "Victory is victory!

"I'm just telling a fact!"

"The truth?" Lamar said with a cold face, "The real truth is that you stepped on shit to fight to the end! Wake up, you don't think God will favor you every time like tonight, soft-assed?"

"Soft eggs?!" Nowitzki didn't like to hear this word the most, and after frowning, he quickly adjusted his mentality, and then laughed, obviously mad at Lamar: "After the next game, you won't think so!" 2k reading web