On May 21, the final game of the division semifinals in the East is about to begin, far away in the West, the Lakers have finished the first division finals with the Trail Blazers, and the collision of the two ultra-luxury teams looks so pale under the heavy artillery of O'Neal's 40+10. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info This also highlights the long-delayed division finals in the East, but when people see the names of the remaining two teams, people feel at ease, and the Miami Heat and New York Knicks have once again played the last game, a tie-break.

American Airlines Center Miami, a sea of "white heat".

In the playoffs, this suffocating "white heat" often oppresses the nerves of opponents and makes them feel bitter, but somehow, the New York Knicks come here with a pseudo-home feeling, at least everyone here knows them.

Alan Houston, %...... ￥（）%￥##”

Ewing, %()#@............ （）――*……%”

"Larry Johnson,...... （）*&￥@￥%@@”

As the people who have directly or indirectly sent the Heat home in recent years, these three can be said to have attracted the firepower of many Miami fans, and the three of them held their heads high and regarded this piece of scolding as a medal of war. As for the others, they were also greeted by someone who did not fall.

"Ink,*&%()¥¥#**&)"

Hearing this, Mo Xi politely turned around and said, "Thank you, please also take me to say hello to your mother, your grandmother, your sister, your aunt, and all the women in your family." ”

With two playoff trips and the Knicks' environment, this top physics student from Georgetown also has a lot of mixed temperament, and he feels as comfortable in this noisy environment as if he was staying in his own apartment.

In the battle of life and death, both sides are very well prepared, but they are not very well prepared, because after six games, what kind of moves will be taken by both sides, the two coaches can almost completely guess, and they have already studied their own plans, in other words, at the tactical level, no one can have the real upper hand.

On the Heat's bench, Pat Riley is putting the finishing touches.

"Cut off their inside and outside connections, strangle Houston, and don't let them easily impact the restricted area."

Pat Riley made a bold decision, the Knicks are a jumper team with a great shooting hand, but now, Pat Riley has to make the gambling choice, he has to protect the interior, and the post-game stats prove that at least that decision was correct.

The Knicks, on their side, are also making arrangements.

"Latrill (Sprewell), you have the most shots in this game, but you must pay attention, you have to keep hitting the basket, Ewing, Mo, you two too, you have to kill the basket, Houston and Ward are opening up space outside, and the focus of the offense today is under the basket."

After six games, the Knicks have seen the embarrassing situation of the Heat, because although Pat Riley correctly and boldly predicted the direction of basketball in the future, it is incompatible with this era, the Heat's lineup is too short compared to this era, especially the Knicks, the pressure on the interior is too great, and the Heat's interior line, even if Marshburn is allowed to the No. 4 position, he can only use the four-man interior rotation, and on the Knicks' side, the regular rotation of the interior is four, and Van Gundy made a slight arrangement, directly came to a set of interior rotation combinations, intending to drag the Heat's interior line down.

The referee blew the whistle and signaled for both starters to come on immediately.

Pat Riley wasted no time and walked towards the court while pulling Hardaway and saying something until the referee brought him back to the bench.

Both sides fielded their regular starting lineups, Knicks: Ward, Houston, Sprewell, Larry Johnson, Ewing; Heat: Hardaway, Marley, Mashburn, P-J. Brown, Mourning.

Mourning grabbed the ball for the Heat with his excellent bounce, but the Heat's first wave of offense seemed a bit muddy.

Hardaway tried his best to slow down the tempo, but the game had just begun, the morale of both sides was high, how could he completely suppress it, passed the ball on the outside several times, but he didn't want to, after handing it over to Marley, Marley seemed to want to use PJ-Brown's cover to try to walk the middle line, but was blocked by Johnson, hit head-on, and was directly cut off by Johnson.

Knicks fast break.

However, the Heat's defense was not slow, and the two sides actually came to the other side of the court in pairs of ten people, which showed the defensive intensity.

The Knicks were forced by the Heat to have no chance to get inside, and finally Ward hurriedly shot a three-pointer from the outside.

Soon, the offense and defense of the first round became a portrayal of the entire first quarter, because the game just began, the physical strength of both sides was sufficient, although there was no activity, there were a lot of mistakes and fouls, but it did not hinder the defensive ability of both sides, eight minutes, the two sides worked the court for nearly eight minutes, except for the sound of basketball smashing on the floor and the basket, there may only be the sound of shoes rubbing against the floor.

Van Gundy couldn't help it in the end, and was the first to call a timeout, after all, the Knicks' roster is older, and there is a history of major injuries, and they need more time to breathe.

Van Gundy started the Knicks' interior rotation, two up and two down, Mo Xi and Camby replaced Ewing and Johnson, and at the same time replaced Ward and replaced Charles, for the Knicks, the point guard is really a weakness, no matter which team it is against, it can't eat well, but fortunately, both Ward and Charles are like a piece of mud, it doesn't hurt you, but it can disgust you to death and stick to you.

At this point, the Knicks trailed by two points, and it was the Knicks' offensive round to come back.

The Knicks advanced to the frontcourt, because the Knicks continued to impact the interior before, and the Heat's defense began to shrink inwards unconsciously, but the Knicks really didn't have that kind of outside battery.

Camby and Mo Xi stood tall and low, and compared to PJ Brown and Mourning next to the two, the Knicks' young twin towers seemed so tall.

Charles hoisted the ball directly to Camby, who held the ball, turned around, and passed it to Mo Xi in the low post.

Mo Xi had already blocked Mo Ning behind him and plucked the ball from the air.

Mo Ning was half-around when he defended Ewing before, but let him want to defend Ewing like a junior always made him feel very faceless, as if he had admitted defeat, in fact, he was not the kind of stubborn person, but every time he secretly made up his mind in his heart, if this goal was scored by him, next time I would go half-around, and then, Mo Xi actually passed the ball to assist! It made him very uncomfortable.

Mo Xi didn't chisel into the penalty area at the first time, and the long exchange made him understand that at least now his strength is not enough for him to really reach the level of the top center forwards, and Mo Ning is probably on par, but he can't get an advantage.

Mo Xi leaned on Mo Ning, suddenly opened his big hand, held the ball in one hand, and raised the ball to the side of his head.

Mo Ning's face changed, he had been in the east, he could be said to be just in time for someone to kill the Quartet, although he hadn't faced it personally, but he also knew whose sign action it was, for a while, Mo Ning was a little annoyed, others didn't care, but in the eyes of a person with super self-esteem like Mo Ning, this made him angrier than any insult.

Mo Xi raised his hand and shook it, pressed it, pulled it to the side, came to the top, and half-turned around to hit the basket.

In a fit of rage, Mo Ning squeezed up mercilessly, intending to push Mo Xi away from the three-second zone.

Mo Xi took advantage of Mo Ning's thrust to float outward, with his left foot as the axis, and he was about to go to the bottom line with a turn, although Mo Ning was furious, but the title of the best defensive player of the two seasons was not to be heard, he quickly moved downward, blocking the offensive line of the bottom line.

But Mo Xi only turned around a half, he stopped when Mo Ning moved, twisted his feet, and directly turned into a front basket, and then stole the beam to change the column, changed the center of gravity and feet, exerted force with both legs, stood up on the waist, rose in the air, and threw a backward jumper.

Because of the depth of the position, this jumper was not so much a backward jumper as a backward throw, and the basketball flew high like a mortar shell, drew a big corner in the air, and fell straight into the basket.

"MD, Lao Tzu goes around the front !!" Mo Ning waved his arms viciously and shouted loudly in his heart.