Chapter Eighty-Nine: Another Year of New York vs. Los Angeles

For a lawyer, rigor is his motto; For a man of the Jewish nation, wisdom is his greatest asset (will there be racial discrimination, probably not, I feel terrible to hear others say recently, and I will be blocked at every turn); For a sports league, ratings are the guarantee of its survival; So what is the most important thing for a lawyer-turned-Jewish American basketball boss?

The answer is the interests of the alliance.

The huge gimmick of the last New York vs. Los Angeles finals has made the league make a lot of money, and Stern in New York has personally felt the competition between the two cities in all aspects, from the media to the economy, just these few games have produced huge economic benefits, and this is the last time the Knicks fell behind the Lakers, and now, the absolute core of the Knicks has grown into no less than the four centers of the year, and can compete with the current peak O'Neal. Coupled with the Knicks' Houston and Sprewell, although their personal strength cannot be exchanged with Kobe Bryant, but in comparison, the Knicks' overall shortcomings are less, and the Lakers put a lot of offensive pressure on O'Neal and Kobe, and sometimes add a Robert Horry, although the first two are the kind of rampant existence, but in comparison, the Knicks' firepower is more average, and there will not be a situation where a dumb fire will collapse, or it can also be said that as long as Mo Xi does not collapse, Then the Knicks wouldn't have collapsed.

Although Mo Xi has always been considered to have grown into the ranks of super centers who can stand shoulder to shoulder with O'Neal, but without actual confrontation, no one can really make this conclusion, this time the finals, compared with the past, the test and requirements for Mo Xi are undoubtedly greater, it can be said that either a fight to become famous, or a war to become a laughing stock.

"This is the Staples Center in Los Angeles, where the 2002 League Finals will be played against the Knicks from New York."

Even though the major media believes that the Lakers fans are notoriously pseudo-fans in the league, at this moment, they still booed their rival New Yorkers.

"And, our hero, the Los Angeles Lakers!!"

There was no doubt that the loud boos turned into cheers in an instant, and the faces changed so quickly that it was hard to imagine that this was a group of crooked nuts.

Mo Xi stared at the entire Staples Center expressionlessly, although he was at the lowest point, but at this time, Mo Xi gave people a feeling of being high up and looking down on all beings. Few Knicks leaders have always been outgoing and morale-boosting, and Moxi has perfectly inherited this glorious tradition. Mo Xi summoned the Knicks players to his side, and he looked at everyone, the fire in his eyes as if the Necro Knight had really appeared in the world.

“Let's go!”

Short and powerful, discarding all useless nonsense, the Knicks Legion is promoted!

The game officially begins, and Moxi and O'Neill step onto the jump line.

The shark glared at the ice volcano and said, "Do you know why you can stand here and jump with me?" Because the League wants you to come! ”

Mo Xi stretched his waist, shook his shoulders, and looked intently at the ball in the referee's hand.

O'Neill saw that he didn't get a response, and he couldn't help but feel a dark fire in his heart.

With a whistle, the referee threw the ball upwards, and the two center forwards flew into the sky together.

At this time, O'Neal is not only good enough, his jumping ability is also inhuman, and with an arm span that is already longer than Moxi, it seems that the ball of the jump ball is about to fall into the hands of the Lakers.

Mo Xi had an idea at this time, the palm that was originally stretched back suddenly flipped his wrist, and when O'Neal touched the ball, Mo Xi's fingers were also pressed on the basketball, Mo Xi's fingertips flicked, and the ball flew out diagonally.

The direction of the ball flying is very interesting, I don't know whether it is intentional or unintentional, the ball flew to the side where Sprewell was, and the Lakers on this side, it was Rick Fox, the strongest person on both teams met together, but Sprewell was deep in Larry Johnson's true pass, shook his shoulder, and under his hand, Sprewell savagely snatched the ball over, and the Knicks weirdly won the first attack.

Mark Jackson dribbled and faced Derrick Fisher, who was still a small fish, and Fisher had already formed his own style at this time, almost the same as Mark Jackson, and he could be regarded as a power point guard. The two were at a stalemate for a while.

Seeing the opportunity, Mark Jackson transferred the ball first and gave it to Sprewell, who stepped forward to pick it up.

Sprewell dribbled sideways, suddenly activated, found Thomas, used the latter's cover to get rid of Rick Fox, and turned into Robert Horry to defend Sprewell, which was a brilliant mismatch ball, but Sprewell did not choose to single him, but grabbed a step and passed the ball to Moxi, who was stuck in the low post.

It has been more than two months since the last time he played against the Lakers, and O'Neal really didn't use his full strength in the regular season, but now, on the stage of the finals, this is really full O'Neal.

Mo Xi and O'Neal started the second battle of this match in the low post, and the first battle Mo Xi was a trick and barely a winless situation.

As soon as the two looked at each other, they didn't say a word, they first came to each other, the referee was next to them, the referee touched his head, forget it, what do you love.

Mo Xi resisted O'Neal, forced a turn, flipped to the front of the basket, and faced O'Neal sideways.

O'Neill's feet moved, and the lower half of his body was pushed up, his upper body was straight, and his hands were raised high.

Mo Xi grabbed the ball with his left hand and raised it, slashing from his side, as if it was a hook hand.

O'Neal stepped a little and grabbed it, wanting to risk Mo Xi's hook, but unfortunately Mo Xi's hook was just a feint, Mo Xi suddenly pulled the ball back, lowered his body, and leaned forward, intending to steal the first point with a low hand layup.

However, O'Neal's reaction was also very fast, just when Mo Xi was low down, O'Neal quickly moved to the side, and when Mo Xi made a layup, he directly slapped it.

But Mo Xi's action was still not finished, he forcibly stopped his body, and then used the strength of his back to pull back violently, and Mo Xi leaned back and made a move.

"Huh~"

Mo Xi singled O'Neill and scored the first goal of the game.

Looking at the white towel constantly waving on the Knicks bench, O'Neal only woke up a little at this time, MD, the era of the four centers has passed, but the era of centers has not passed, and he is not the last remaining super center.