"Coach, why did you give Artest to him?" Alan Houston said dissatisfied, "Leave it to me, I can handle it." ”

"Alain, you guy, hand over the opponent's outside attack power to me, the person with the best outside defense, and the coach's arrangement is very wise. ”

"You should shut up!"

"Alright, you all shut up!" Jeff Van Gundy quickly stopped the two guys who were giving him a headache.

"Alain, your opponent is Reggie!" Jeff Van Gundy paused before continuing: "The real killer of the Pacers, remember! You also know his three-point ability, you must be careful!"

Sean Battier looked at Alan Houston proudly: "That's right! You must be careful, defend the black hole! Don't hold us back." ”

"You still care about yourself!Little rookie, I really don't know if Artest, a muscular man, will be interested in you at that time!"

Seeing that the two generals under him quarreled again, Jeff Van Gundy was also helpless. However, he was not worried about this, because he knew that although the two of them often joked off the court, they would immediately become close comrades when they arrived. Today, the arrogant Artest met this external partner, but he could bear it.

Lamar shouted as he led his teammates out of the tunnel, and the New York fans cheered them on. Looking at the entire Madison Square Garden arena, the most seen are the fans wearing Lamar's No. 7 shirt, all of whom are holding placards in support of Lamar. Since Lamar arrived in the Big Apple, it's become a special sight for the Knicks' home court.

In the Pacers' rest area on the other side of the court, Artest watched Lamar receive the cheers of the fans, and his heart was going crazy with jealousy. Also a '99 draft player, he never enjoyed such treatment in Indiana. Although he is affectionately known as the beast by the Pacers fans, the treatment he enjoys is a bit shabby compared to Lamar, who is now like the king!

"Damn it, I'm going to make you cry in front of me later!"

Artest said viciously, his heart full of resentment towards Lamar. It's just that he forgot that he wanted to enjoy the treatment of the king, and he had to pay enough, and he didn't bring any honor to the city of Indiana, but he wanted to become the lord of the city, which was unrealistic at all.

All he had left on his mind was how to defeat Lamar and how to humiliate the experts and professors who didn't think well of him after defeating him. He didn't even listen to the coach's tactical arrangements at the last moment, but vaguely heard that this game was still about to focus on the inside line and put the ball in the hands of O'Neal Jr.

The corners of Artest's mouth couldn't help but sneer, and he secretly thought in his heart: "Let Lao Tzu pass the ball to that baby face, what are you kidding? Is he more powerful than Lao Tzu? If you want to win, wouldn't it be good to listen to me? Why bother so much!"

Although he didn't think so, he still didn't blatantly refute it. It's not that he's afraid, it's that he knows that even if he says anything now, it's useless, these little O'Neal's doglegs won't support him at all! Even Reggie Miller, the soul of the team, is not on his side!

Instead of talking about these useless things now, it is better to speak with practical actions when you get to the field in a while. After making up his mind, Artest didn't say a word until the referee beckoned the players from both sides to come on the field. ad_250_left();

Artest just stood at the back of the line, looking coldly at little O'Neal, who was becoming more and more arrogant in his eyes.

"Wait! After this game, those Indiana hillbillies will know who's the best, and you'll clean it up when it's time to clean it up. ”

In this game, the Knicks still fielded their strongest lineup so far:

Center: Samuel Dampotter

Power forward: Lamar Odom

Small forward: Sean Battier

Shooting guard: Alan Houston

Point guard: Chauncey Billups

Olajuwon was not included in the team's squad at all because of the recent physical impact on his physical strength. At this time, his role is a bit like the team's assistant coach, wearing a crisp suit and sitting in the coach's box. Although it is a little out of line with the whole stadium New York fans, it does not seem discordant, but rather like a dog-headed military division in a bandit den.

The Pacers, for their part, also put the strongest lineup they could come up with:

Center: Jeff Foster

Power forward: Jermaine O'Neal

Forward: Ron Artest

Shooting guard: Reggie Miller

Point guard: Chris Duhon

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Dampoter walked to the halfway line and bent his knees slightly, his eyes staring at the new Pacers boss O'Neal (Artest sneered in his heart: I am!) and couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Although he is usually arrogant and heartless, in fact, he is still a little apprehensive when he really competes with a superstar like O'Neal Jr.

O'Neal Jr. glanced at his opponent today with disdain, and to be honest, he didn't take Dampotter seriously. Now that his state is at its peak, and he has finally taken over the mantle of the boss Miller, it is the time when the spring breeze is in a hurry. If it weren't for the fact that there was a thorn like Artest in the team who always fought against him, his mood would have been even hotter now.

Sean Battier's eyes have been staring at Artest, and he also stuck to the beast's side as soon as he came on the field. The mouth is like a wind, and it mumbles endlessly. There is no such thing as the Rocket Gentleman of later generations!

"Are you ready, little girl, the whole game is your burial place, or enjoy the fresh air while you have a life now." When I break your bones, you'll know what will happen to you. ”

Although Artest can always talk about black and white when facing the media, he is really a little out of the flow when it comes to the skill of spewing trash talk on the field, and he is only anxious to blush and have a thick neck after being sprayed by Battier for a long time, and finally squeezed out two or three words from his mouth.

"Get out of here, you unappetizing fellow. ”

Now that he hit him back, Sean Battier was even more polite, muttering a lot of more, as if he was chanting. I greeted Artest's immediate family again, but there was no duplicate.

Probably the referee couldn't stand Battier's verbal attack a little, and quickly threw the ball up, and then ducked to the side to gouge out his ears.

"Huh!"

Dampotter and O'Neal Jr. shouted at the same time and jumped up, stretching out their arms to snatch the basketball. O'Neal Jr. is not as good as Dampotter in terms of bouncing and staying in the air, but he is an old bird after all. In the process of ascending, he hit Dampot without a trace, and suddenly Damppot lost his position, and could only watch as O'Neal Jr. slapped the ball into Duhon's hand.

It looked like the Pacers had the upper hand in the first game after the opening game, but Lamar didn't want to let them go. Probably because the team's games have been too dense recently, Dujon did not choose to step forward to control the ball, but stood still and waited for the ball to pass, which just gave Lamar a chance.

I saw that there was a distance of nearly three meters between him and Du Hong just now, and he disappeared in an instant. Lamar flew to his feet, his body almost parallel to the floor, between the ball and Dujón.

"Sean!" Lamar picked up the ball in the air, turned his head to see that there was no one around Battier, shouted and threw the ball away.

"Smack!" Lamar fell to the floor.

Just when people were worried about him, he jumped up with a carp and ran quickly towards the Pacers' half of the field under the astonished gazes of the people. Battier only advanced three or four steps with the ball before he was blocked by Artest, and his speed and strength were still a certain gap compared to this beast. But that's it

Even when he was stopped, he didn't panic, and after making a very fake feint, he threw the ball and hoisted it on top of the basket.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a man appeared on the trajectory of the ball, grabbed the ball with both hands and smashed it into the basket.

Lamar 。。。。。 Odom!"

DJ's roar at the scene told people the identity of the offensive finisher, Lamar with his strong athleticism, appeared in the most suitable position and completed an aerial cooperation with Battier to score the ball.

"Good pass!" Lamar didn't forget to give his little brother a thumbs up after landing.

Battier didn't speak, just smiled slightly, and gave Lamar a thumbs up, signaling that he had scored beautifully.

At this moment, Lamar's heart couldn't help but snicker a few times, the defensive core of the future Rockets was now under his own hands. Sister-in-law {Half -/-float = (.*) + birth - Odom's nirvana

"Idiot! Focus!" was attacked by Lamar, Artest was naturally very unhappy, and ran to the bottom line to wait for the ball after scolding Duhon.

Jeff Foster was also stunned when he saw this, and looked at O'Neill as if asking for help, not knowing whether to pass the ball to Artest or to Duhon. After all, now that the contradiction between Artest and O'Neill Jr. has become public, he is just a small character, and no one dares to offend.

"Stupid, what are you hesitating about? Give me the ball. "Artest is really not very likeable, and he deserves to be ostracized just because he has a dirty mouth.

Foster, who was scolded, didn't need to look at O'Neal Jr. at this time, and passed the ball directly to Duhon. Then ignoring Artest's swearing, he twisted his ass and squeezed under the Knicks' basket.

"That guy seems to be very unpopular. Lamar looked at Artest, who was still scolding, and said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Sean Battier, who was beside him, said: "I like that guy, I like the painful look of him after I broke his bones." ”

After saying that, he greeted him, and entangled Artest with a scream.