Chapter 150: Bringing Victory Back to Seattle
"Pretty, Zhang!"
"Wonderful dunk" ......
Walk to the bench and slap your hands on the supersonic bench sitting here to welcome Chamberlain, who has returned triumphantly!
"Very good!"
Letting Chamberlain sit down beside him, McMillan handed over a bottle of sports pestle, put Mao Zhong on Chamberlain's back, and then praised Chamberlain with a smile!
This game played like this, McMillan was already a great surprise, especially Chamberlain's top performance to save the team under pressure, which made his mood violently stirred!
A future core that he has set for the team, a player he has personally brought to the team, in front of the league's excellent power forward, when playing against the league's best defensive team, playing a dream performance that far exceeds expectations, how can he not be excited!
"Thank you!"
Chamberlain took the water, thanked him, and then picked up the hair on his shoulders and wiped the sweat that kept on his body. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"But you have to be careful when you get on the pitch, you should understand their style......"
McMillan still didn't pay attention to the other players, and made such a reminder to Chamberlain! There is nothing to pay attention to, the next game will develop in that direction, and the discerning people know very well that they can't withstand the defense just now, and the next game is even more unpredictable!
The main supersonic team that surrounded McMillan, seeing that the head coach still had no intention of making tactical arrangements, dispersed and sat on the chairs given up by the substitutes and began to rest!
"I'll pay attention to Mr. Coach!"
When Chamberlain spoke to McMillan, he felt a look of concern. He looked up and looked in that direction, Popovich, looking at the two people sitting here talking intimately with complicated eyes!
Seeing Popovich's complicated expression, Chamberlain thought that he was blaming himself for hurting Nesterovich, he was really unintentional at that time, and he stood up and wanted to go over and explain!
saw Popovich shake his head at him and motioned for him not to go over. Thinking of the current atmosphere, Chamberlain gave up and sat back down.
The game was paused for fifteen minutes, and when the fans' mood stabilized, the referee signaled for the game to continue! At this time, just over 4 minutes into the third quarter, the score on the court was 60:55, and Chamberlain scored 7 points in a row, allowing the SuperSonics to maintain a 5-point lead!
"Zhang, pay attention to protect yourself!"
When the players on both sides were about to play, the atmosphere on the scene began to heat up again, and McMillan stopped Chamberlain, who was standing up!
Without speaking, Chamberlain made a reassuring gesture to McMillan and began to walk towards the field!
Favors for favors, business for business! Rolling in the NBA, a vanity fair, is often involuntary! Just as McMillan predicted, the restarting game has evolved into endless hand-to-hand combat.
The intensity of the game far exceeded everyone's imagination, the Spurs' regular and unconventional actions have been raised to the level of the finals, and the superSonics have not fallen behind to play high-quality games and defense.
Chamberlain and Mourning summoned the fearless fighting spirit and iron-blooded spirit that they had been lacking!
Duncan got into the inside card and hit Chamberlain with his back, but was thrown off by Brown's Mourning, who came off the bench, and fell to the ground with an over-the-shoulder fall.
Chamberlain's inside singles, with envy and hatred of Brown, who used to spend his days on the Spurs' bench with Chamberlain, slashed Chamberlain's neck with a slap on his face.
The referee's whistle sounded frequently, the head coaches of both teams also shouted on the sidelines, the fans were enthusiastic, and two unscrupulous commentators were fanning the flames!
In this crazy situation, the situation on the field is strangely tilted towards supersound.
Without a consistent shooter, the entire Spurs' offense was weakening under the supersonics' unprecedentedly tight defense, and Ginobili's layup failed and Parker's throw was hard to find......
The only Duncan is still stable, but he can only survive in the strict defense of Chamberlain and Morning.
Supersonic is the opposite, unleashing their deep wildness, drawing strength and fighting spirit from frantic defense and fierce hand-to-hand combat.
Ray Allen, the current top scorer, finally stood up like Reggie Miller when the team needed him, and in the remaining minutes of the game, his terrifying scoring methods were vividly displayed!
Three-point shooting, three-pointer at the top of the arc, three-pointer pull-up, pull-up jump shots on both sides of the free throw line, piercing the Spurs' basket again and again, and crushing the thick nerves of the rebellious San Antonio fans with unreasonable shots.
At the end of this quarter, the SuperSonics had a double-digit lead over the Spurs, the score of the two teams was 77:62, and there was still the last quarter of the game, and the head coaches of both sides were nervously arranging tactics!
"Give the ball to the inside, Ray, Lewis, you guys keep running......"
Like a big chicken's blood, McMillan, who was sweating profusely, frantically poked at the tactical board against the main force that sat down to rest! At this time, in terms of tactical arrangement, Chamberlain's performance of holding up a piece of the sky for the supersonic speed made him have no scruples!
"Zhang, unleash all your abilities, you organize the offense in this game, you have the right to make any choice, you have unlimited right to shoot!"
"Alonzo, you don't get a break, you have to go on the pitch and use this last foul opportunity to stifle Spurs' comeback......
Mo Ning is already guilty of five crimes, and all of them are used on Duncan's body!
"Alright, brave lads, go on the court, the best team in the league, on their doorstep, and I am proud of you......"
As the game was about to begin, Mike Millan gave his final speech and stretched out his palms in front of the main force that was ready!
Ray Allen also stretched out his hand, followed by Lewis, Ridno, Mourning, Chamberlain, one palm after another, on McMillan's hand!
"Come on, bring victory back to Seattle!"
McMillan shouted with all his might, and in an instant, the six palms parted!
"Go on the field and bring the win back to Seattle!"
With a wave of his hand, Ray Allen shouted with a rare burst of blood, and stepped into the court first!
"Bring victory back to Seattle!"
At this time, even the benches joined in, and the vast torrent of collective convergence was extremely harsh in the noisy SBC center.
With the supersonic speed, which still has serious problems, through this game that has not yet ended, he has unified his thoughts and twisted into a rope collective, and the tacit understanding is only a matter of time!