"Kobe, you're really there!" O'Neal gave Kobe Bryant a hard push, he had never seen a guard player defend Malone three times in a row.

"Hey, hey, take it easy." The sweaty Kobe Bryant was slapped by O'Neal and almost sat on the ground.

"Kobe, are you okay?" Harris sensed something was wrong with Bryant.

"No problem, Malone is not my opponent!" Kobe Bryant gritted his teeth, he didn't give up in the dictionary, he was consumed with Malone today.

And with his understanding of Sloan, the Jazz, who has repeatedly failed to attack, will definitely not continue to use Malone as the main point of attack.

"Ben, Stockton is going to take the initiative." Kobe Bryant and Big Ben have singled out many times in training, and Ben's defense has caused Kobe Bryant a lot of headaches, his strength and speed should not be what a normal player should have, and his lateral footwork can fully keep up with the outside player.

But whether Big Ben will deal with Stockton, Kobe Bryant has no bottom in his heart. Because the current Big Ben is really not so good on the field, he is more or less confused on the field. The current Big Ben is still just a young rookie.

The game continues.

Stockton held the ball, and he successfully blocked and dismantled Malone under Kobe's interference, exchanging defenders!

Everyone pulled into the corner and waited for Stockton and Ben Wallace to go head-to-head.

The ball seemed to stick to Stockton's hand, bobbing back and forth.

Ben Wallace's center of gravity also swayed, and he did not dare to take it lightly. Stockton is 15 centimeters shorter than him, and with his center of gravity so low, as long as the center of gravity changes too slowly, he will definitely be broken cleanly.

Stockton opted for a sudden acceleration, leaning on Ben Wallace with his right half and his left hand dribbling quickly in extremely low space.

Wallace pressed Stockton's attacking space with his strength, and he raised his hands high and pressed his chest against Stockton.

The two men marched in the direction of a basket at the same time, tightly entangled together.

Stockton raised his right elbow and slammed the ball into Ben Wallace's chest.

Wallace gritted his teeth and continued to cling.

Stockton collects the ball with his left hand and feints his shot.

Wallace wasn't lit! He was educated countless times in training by Kobe Bryant's feints, and now he won't be fooled.

Can you prevent it without jumping? Stockton's pivot feet don't move, like a step to the left. With your left hand palms up, you can use half of your body space to toss the ball upwards.

A low-handed layup with the ball steady.

Harris on the sidelines shook his head, sure enough, not every rookie surprised him like Kobe. Wallace fell into the trap created by Stockton from the start, always defending on his side, and the defensive position was ineffective. Reaching out would be a foul, and not reaching out would have a lot of room for Stockton to complete the offense.

"It's okay, defend the next ball." Bryant stepped forward and patted Ben Wallace on the back.

Wallace almost gritted his teeth and didn't speak, he knew that it didn't matter what he said at this time, he had to guard against the next ball!

The Lakers' offense missed, and the focus of the game was once again on the second meeting between Stockton and Ben Wallace.

Stockton's dribbling range is not exaggerated, his physicality is not explosive, how did he hit 50% shooting in this era? Relying on the pinnacle of man-ball combination ability, the basketball is like a flying elf in his hands.

Ben Wallace swayed back and forth with Stockton's disguise, and he knew he had to stabilize his center of gravity, but his body followed Stockton's dribbling rhythm uncontrollably.

The slow pace of the dribble quickly accelerated, Stockton made a breakthrough, Ben Wallace retreated, only to see Stockton put away the ball and shoot a three-point shot!

Wallace opened his hand to interfere, but his center of gravity was not controlled, his lower body was still retreating, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Huh." Stockton hit a three-pointer.

"WOW, look at this damn black guy, worshipping like our John."

"Hahahaha, this awkward defense simply shouldn't be in the American professional basketball team."

"Look at this ball! This can be selected as the best of the year! ”

The Lakers request a timeout!

"Damn, let's get Ben off. Stockton is totally humiliating him! ”

"Fake, you're humiliating Ben!" Bryant was furious, and he pulled Ben Wallace, who was wrapped in a towel around his head.

"Defend him for me, and if it doesn't work once, I'll do it again! This one doesn't work, and the next one continues! No one knows what kind of abilities you have in your body, believe in yourself and kill him! Bryant roared.

Ben Wallace breathed heavily, he tried his best, but he couldn't prevent it.

But give up? Do you really want to give up?

Ben Wallace, who grew up in iron and blood, never knew what to give up, and he seemed to replay the scene of Kobe being knocked away again and again under the impact of Marlon, and moths to the fire again and again.

"Coach, I want to continue!" Ben Wallace tossed the towel aside, and since Kobe Bryant can, then I can!

"Coach, instinct does." O'Neill made a sound.

"Coach, please let Ben try again." One by one, his teammates supported the honest Ben, he was the hardest working boy in the team, no matter the dirty work, he tried his best to help his teammates to complete it.

"Ben, keep playing." Harris's enthusiasm seems to have been infected by this group of young boys, and the best way now is to take Ben and play against the Jazz.

Harris never thought he would solve the problem so irrationally, but he believed that the boys under his command could do wonders.

"Still not giving up?" Stockton stared at Ben Wallace, why did his aura be different?

Before the timeout, he was still a scrambling draft pick, and Big Ben, who came back from the timeout, gave Stockton a kind of deterrent from a prehistoric beast.

"Hmph, it's just a mystery. It's just a good physical draft loss. ”

Ben Wallace, who was in front of Stockton, struck a pose and stared at him without saying a word.

It was still a rhythmic cross-dribble, first slow and then fast, and the left and right shaking interfered with Ben Wallace's center of gravity.

Stockton accelerated, Wallace stepped back, and once again created a half-body advantage.

This time, Stockton went for it and pressed into a mid-range jumper.

"Get me down!" Ben Wallace had been waiting for this moment for a long, long time, and his muscular legs burst with incredible speed, leaping high like a spring.

What the? Stockton's eyes widened, and the basketball he shot was caught in the air by Ben Wallace, who leaped high in the air, with one hand.

Time seemed to stand still, and the entire gymnasium stayed on the cover of the big book.

Catch the risk?

Wallace landed, grabbed the ball with one hand, and roared in the sky.

The noisy Delta Center Arena seems to be in a vacuum, silent.

Big Ben, homing.