"Bang!" Sure enough, in a fit of rage, Walker's first free throw almost came with a three-hundred. If it weren't for his big hand, it is estimated that the ball would have hit the referee's bare head directly.

"Fatty! we all know you're a clown, and you don't have to be funny with funny free throws! But to be honest, your performance just now was really bad, and it didn't mean anything at all. Lamar couldn't help but laugh after saying that, even the Celtic players, who are teammates, wanted to laugh a little.

"Shut up!" Walker shouted, frustrating a second free throw. If it weren't for the referee's dexterity and quick dodge, his head would have been smashed into the cavity.

"Hahaha!" This time it wasn't just Lamar and his teammates who laughed, the whole crowd laughed. Even a very small number of Boston Celtics players couldn't help but blush, and they didn't know if they were laughing or because they felt ashamed.

"Well done!" Lamar said, smiling and clapping his hands, looking at his serious look, he really thought he was encouraging the young players.

Anthony Walker is also a black line in his head, it is said that his usual free throw shooting rate is not high, but it is also at the level of the league, and it is the first time that he has been abnormalized like today, so Mr. Fat Tou stabilized his mind and silently recited "God bless" several times in his heart before raising his hand to shoot.

"Bang!" I saw the basketball smash into the front of the basket and then bounce vertically and hit the floor accurately.

"Hahaha!"

"This guy is so funny! Even Shaq's serve is more reliable than him!" Lamar teased with a wicked grin.

The referee looked at Walker with a puzzled expression, this guy couldn't have done it on purpose, right? When did the free throw suck so badly.

"Mr. Referee, can't you just shut them up? I'm so noisy I can't concentrate. Feeling as if he had lost a big person, Anthony Walker had a black face and held purple, shouting loudly to free himself.

The referee glanced at him and said coldly: "The U.S. Constitution gives every citizen the right to freedom of speech, so I can't shut him up! And you, hurry up and take free throws, don't want to delay time." ”

The ball that almost smashed on his head just now made his old man a little unhappy, plus when Lamar made a free throw just now, this guy has been chirping beside him endlessly, and now it's his turn to start saying these unnutritious words, and the referee's heart has a lot of contempt, which is typical only for the state official to set fire!

Seeing that the referee refused to administer justice for him, Walker was also depressed and could only take free throws in a muffled voice, but he couldn't calm down at all now. On the one hand, he has not been able to calm down, and his mind is always repeating the appearance of the clown, and on the other hand, the players of Lamar and the Knicks have been chattering endlessly behind him.

Probably because of the long time spent with trash talk masters like Billups and Lamar, Alan Houston's current trash talk level has greatly improved, and there is a tendency for the back waves of the Yangtze River to push the front waves.

Unlike Billups's hairdryer-style trash talk, Houston's trash talk is no different from chanting, sometimes people can only see his mouth keep turning, and they can't even hear what he's saying.

Rick Pitino had already covered his head at this point, as if every gaze that looked at him at the scene could melt him. The same goes for the other Boston Celtics players, who don't have their heads tucked into their crotch, even if they're thick-skinned. As for Anthony Walker, it must not be good, even if he is cheeky and misses three free throws in a row, he even wants to die.

One hit in five free throws, a 20 percent hit rate!

It is estimated that even the big shark standing in front of him can pat his chest and say, "Little brother is willing to bow down!"

The farce finally came to an end, and although Anthony Walker was ashamed to death, he couldn't help but play the game.

In fact, judging from the current form of this game, the Boston Celtics have basically no chance of winning!

The ball naturally went to Anthony Walker, who had just lost a big man, but he was the most dangerous in the Boston Celtics when it came to attacking power.

It's just that he was a little dizzy from Lamar's trash talk, and his concentration wasn't so focused. So when the ball came over, he was still doing self-examination, but he forgot to reach out and was grabbed by Lamar, who was waiting on the sidelines, and was cut off.

"Shit!" Walker scolded in annoyance, and came to his senses. This was not a good time for him to feel guilty, knowing that there was little hope of fighting back, he quickly turned around and ran back and stuck to Lamar.

It's just that Lamar's speed has risen, and there are really not many people in this league who can slow him down at full speed without fouling, and it's clear that Anthony Walker is not one of them.

The successive changes of direction combined with a dazzling dribble almost shook Anthony Walker to the ground. At this time, Walker didn't want to interfere, even if he slowed down Lamar a little, he couldn't do it.

Lamar didn't let Anthony Walker's misery last long, and when he stepped into the free throw line, he pulled back like a high-running sports car that hit the brakes suddenly, and just stopped abruptly.

It was impossible for Anthony Walker to stop, so he could only take another step forward with the momentum and crash into the basketball hoop, looking back at Lamar to play the board and enter the frame with ease.

Lamar didn't look excited at all after the goal, pouted and slowly ran to the bench of the Boston Celtics, shrugged his shoulders and grimaced, and said in an angry tone: "Who the hell were you defending me just now?"

If it weren't for the damn world that requires killing to pay for life, it is estimated that the Boston Celtics players would be able to divide Lamar into five horses by now.

"Bastard boy, don't be complacent!"

"yes! What the hell are you!"

"Go back to your half, be careful that Lao Tzu slaughtered you!"

Lamar's words were like a spark that ignited the Boston Celtics' powder keg in one fell swoop, and a bunch of strong men shouted and signaled a threat to their lives.

Anthony Walker had a black face, and the bruises on his face were revealed, obviously angry to the extreme.

Revenge!

There's nothing more important now than saving face, as Anthony Walker asked Kenny Anderson for a basketball just after halftime and then went straight to Lamar.

"You've me off, and now I'm going to break your waist!" said Walker with a fierce look in his eyes, and he was already embarrassed by being teased by Lamar in a row. So he used his killer trick against Lamar, and began to arch at Lamar with his big ass.

Lamar snorted disdainfully: "I've learned all about Shaq, what are you?

Anthony Walker smiled hideously, then leaned in, and arched directly at Lamar like a brute bull without even feintting.

Lamar's face changed, and although he was not afraid of Walker's provocation, he had to be cautious about Walker's big ass. Seeing that Walker made it clear that he was going to fight hard, he was not so stupid, and at this time it was the most important thing to protect himself.

Seeing that the two men were about to collide, Lamar suddenly dodged away like a sparrow with a slight dunk to the side, and when the two of them passed by, his hand suddenly reached under Walker's armpit, and the basketball seemed to have an electrocardiogram with him. Hit him straight on the hand.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and everyone at the scene was shocked. I have never seen such a broken ball, and it is estimated that even a master like Stockton can't perform such a destructive act of breaking the ball so lightly like Lamar.

"Ahh

Just when people thought Lamar would immediately launch a fast attack to score the goal as usual, Lamar quickly transferred the ball to the more positional Shanton Anderson.

Anderson scored two points with a knife in his hand.

Anthony Walker saw that Lamar did not choose to attack on his own, and thought that Lamar was doing this on purpose in order to laugh at him.

So the guy rushed in front of Lamar in a few steps and shouted, "Bastard, come on, if you want to taunt me, come on!"

Lamar's eyes were cold, staring at Anthony Walker, who was a little hysterical, and he couldn't help but be a little happy in his heart, this guy really has no brains, so he was angry just after provoking. It seems that the Knicks won this game!

Lamar let go of the heart that was still a little hanging, but since his opponents had already come to challenge him, if he didn't follow, others would think he was afraid.

So Lamar, who succeeded in breaking the ball again, began to take the initiative after receiving a pass from Billups.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Lamar leaned sideways to protect the ball and began to slowly push forward.

Anthony Walker tried to use his body to block Lamar several times, but Lamar deftly dodged it. It looked a little difficult to block Lamar's attack with his body, and Anthony Walker could only gather his mind and slowly retreat back to follow Lamar's rhythm. At this time, Anthony Walker concentrated all his energy, losing was a small loss of face or a fight, he didn't dare to be careless at all, for fear that Lamar would drill past him if he wasn't careful.

But even if he was careful, no matter how careful he was, he couldn't stop Lamar. Maybe there are people in the entire league who can completely block Lamar in a one-on-one contest now, but it's definitely not him.