Martelley sweated on his forehead, but he didn't dare to call a timeout, the current situation is unbearable for him, completely out of his control, such a goal can be scored, what can he do? Does God want Connecticut to win, it doesn't make sense! When he went out in the morning, he prayed devoutly!

In the current situation, Kyle doesn't think about anything anymore, gestures, everyone pulls away, he wants to single!

Seeing such a battle, Chels was a little scared in his heart, squatted down and stretched his hand, secretly encouraging himself, "I can guard against it, I will definitely guard against it." ”

Smith brought up, Kyle took a step and moved to the right to kill the general, Boone followed Kyle forward, Chels was already thrown faceless, and could only cling to Smith to prevent Kyle from returning the ball. Of course Kyle won't go back, he's determined to score points, Connecticut is also determined to defend Kyle, and when Kyle starts, Rudy also turns back to the basket.

When Kyle shook off half of Boone's body, Rudy also stood in front of him, Kyle was undaunted, hanging his body on Rudy, all his strength was exhausted, and he struggled to move forward. The basket is close, Kyle holds the ball and uses the jump step to withdraw half a step to shoot, and before the ball is completely out of his hand, he encounters Boone's pounce behind him, Nima! Again! Boone again.

The covered ball hit the floor, Kyle reached out and fished it back, suddenly twisted two steps to make a layup, Rudy behind him caught up, collided with Kyle in the air again, the ball tossed along the rim of the basket, and fell down again. The rest of the crowd had already rushed to the basket, Kyle was in the best position, and suddenly grabbed the rebound steadily, so many people, he didn't dare to get up again, seeing Martin slowly walking to the basket with a grudge, Kyle no longer hesitated, and passed the ball out.

Martin gets the ball and shoots with his lame shooting stance, which Kyle often talks about during training anyway. But no matter how lame it is, the ball is king, and it deserves applause. The bleeding finally stopped, and Martelley's teeth and lips were printed, and finally he was no longer crying.

Chels broke through two steps and turned to pass to the tonight's sharpshooter Panral, who was not far from him, but this time he didn't, and Boone also hit a rebound.

Kyle broke through the pull-up jump shot with the help of Smith's human wall, but yet, the ball bounced high, and Smith, the long, jumped at the same time as Boone, and with a little flick, Kyle behind the two just picked up the cheap. After getting the ball, Kyle broke out again, and if he didn't die in the Yellow River, he was in the current state of mind, and others seemed to him to be entertaining himself, grabbing the board and shooting by himself.

Boone moved over to block it, and after Kyle passed the ball, he stood firmly in front of Boone, looking at him with grunting eyes. Smith behind him didn't have time to pay attention to that, he caught the ball and shot, this time!

Then Chels also hit the iron in the mid-range shooting, and the people who grabbed the board in the front court were in a mess, and finally Kyle, who went to join in the fun, got it, and he used his flying speed to run to the front court, made a layup, and finally scored!

The next few rounds became foul contests, and they were not humble to each other. The two sides entered a chaotic iron strike period, pausing one after another, but to no avail.

The scene was dull, the audience frowned and pouted, and everyone watched so quietly without making a sound.

It was Kyle who used the breakthrough to create Rudy's foul, and the number of fouls reached seven, and Kyle went to the free throw line, hit one free throw, and made one free throw, and also scored.

The clock was ticking by, and in the final three minutes, St. Joseph trailed Connecticut by four points at 41:45, and Matley called a timeout, and the game was already heating up, and the final showdown came.

"Kyle! Break through resolutely, we all believe in you, everyone else is ready to catch the ball, everything is fine. At this time, all words are not important, let go of all troubles, play to the fullest, we have nothing to lose, the hole cards have been revealed, now the test of whose perseverance is more tenacious, boys! Whether it's going home or taking on a new challenge is in your own hands. "Martelley is no longer verbose, that's the way it is, both sides played all the cards they could, and the substitutes didn't dare to play.

Connecticut's Jim spoke in much the same way, with the last three minutes of a life-or-death showdown. Compared to St. Joseph's joy of winning and losing without regrets, Connecticut is much heavier, losing means failure, and a season's hard work is reduced to a bubble, because their goal is to win the championship, and people's expectations for them are far more than the top 32.

The game started again, Kyle resolutely carried out Martelley's instructions, broke into the penalty area, then turned and shook Villaneuve, and then jumped out of his hand, maybe Kyle really stinked tonight, or not.

Connecticut first passed the ball patiently, and then Chels used Villanueva's human wall to shoot directly, to everyone's surprise, including Kyle, at such a critical moment, he actually let this guy bet three points, crazy! As a result, Chels gave Kyle a big gift in return, and there were no three points!

Kyle didn't have time to thank this good guy, he was a lot more cautious this time, and Smith played blocking and dismantling, blocking and dismantling, blocking and dismantling, blocking and dismantling, Kyle returned the ball to the follow-up Smith, who also hit the middle distance! 43:45, a difference of 2 points.

Martelley, who was on the sidelines, breathed a sigh of relief, and the blue brigade began to roar into a rage, and the colorful flags fluttered and sprinkled.

With less than two minutes to go, Connecticut had to score one anyway to be reassuring, so Veranineuve had to come. Everybody pulled away, and he was going to single-handedly hit Larry.

The criticality of this goal directly made many people's palms sweat, including the bench substitutes, the famous coach Jim, the supporters of the home team, and even Matley was secretly worried about them, worried that Villanueva would throw!

Villanueva lived up to Martelly's expectations. He carefully arched inward, beware of a sneak attack by the rest of the Yale team. Martin and Lesowell acted at the same time, as if they had been discussed, and pounced on Villanueva, who arched deep with the ball, at this moment, what should the hero do? Putting the ball in the basket, Veranieva did the same, ignoring the bag, getting into the hard top of Larry, taking two steps, holding the ball in one hand with his right hand, and scoring the !!

The hairless man howled, venting his sullenness for a whole time. The high-decibel noise at the scene was like thunder, and the white team was also venting a whole sulk.

Kyle doesn't care how happy they are, receiving Larry's serve is running wild, he wants to buy time, time is life, the life of the tournament, or extended, or death.

It's still a breakthrough routine, the closer you get to the basket, the higher the shooting percentage, that's a fact, so Kyle chooses to believe the facts. Kyle is suddenly resolute, Connecticut is even more resolute, and Kyle in the jump looks for the most suitable partner to shoot, and then passes it to him.

That's right! It's Larry. Larry received the ball, did not hesitate, pulled up, leaned back slightly, adjusted the balance of his body, bent the ball with his hands, and left his hands! In a second, all the spectators of the blue team waved their fists again in celebration, and the excitement was indescribable.

The other players on the bench jumped like a fried pot, and Martelley also clenched his fists and yelled.

The score was 46:47, with St. Joseph trailing by one point with a full minute remaining. Victory is coming?