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"Yes, Boss."

"Remember last year's race?"

"Of course, Boss."

"Well, I want you to do it again, just like you did in the past."

"Leave it to me, boss."

In the Pacers' locker room, Larry Bird laid out the "tactics" for the second half. The regular battle is over, and then it's time for the superstars to play, Bird doesn't plan to drag it out until the fourth quarter, although the Pacers have a better chance of winning in the fourth quarter, but he believes in his disciples, and more importantly, he doesn't feel that anyone in the Knicks can respond to Miller's offense, Alan Houston? Spreville? Larry Johnson? No, they are not enough.

As Bird's power, he gave up Steve Alford, the son of Indiana at the time, and resolutely chose this black, thin, and deformed child. And Miller lived up to his trust, and after just a few seasons, he grew into someone who could face Jordan face to face. As a disciple, Miller naturally understands Bird's arrangement, for people in their lineage, killing the game can be at any time, anywhere, as long as an unstoppable wave of scoring frenzy erupts is enough to kill the opponent's heart, and then kill the game, and he also sent the Knicks away in this way last year.

Of course, it is estimated that this year will be the same.

At the beginning of the second half, the Knicks attacked, at this time, it was still Dudley on the court, and the Knicks' offensive point was of course still on the outside double shots, and Sprewell saw that the other party was single-mindedly wary of his and Houston's mid-range shots, and they were very tight. However, a good shooter doesn't just shoot the basketball.

Sprewell started to run, taking advantage of Johnson's cover to go inside, and by this time, Ward had already passed the ball to Houston, who didn't shoot immediately, and he also saw Sprewell who was interpolating inside. As a result, Houston began to feint, first with a three-threat shot, then with a dribble and another feint, taking advantage of Miller's pounce and hitting the ground to pass to Sprewell, who cut in.

Sprewell received the ball, but couldn't get rid of Mullin behind him, and still jumped to the basket.

Mullin also took off to block it.

Suddenly Sprewell made a fold in the air and cleverly hit Mullin's arm, directly causing a foul on the opponent.

Sprewell hit both free throws to give the Knicks the first time of the game.

The Pacers, who came back, didn't immediately look for Miller, the No. 1 scorer, and Mark Jackson once again made his killer move, pushing his back to sit and beat Ward.

Although the height is not as good as Ward, but with a single ass Jackson reversed the size advantage, Jackson squeezed Ward into the interior at once, at this time Dudley wanted to help Ward help defense, but Jackson held the right position, Dudley did not dare to rashly put down his defensive Schmitz.

Jackson seized the moment and turned over and hit a jumper.

After a few rounds, Van Gundy found that his side seemed to have suffered a lot of losses on the inside, so he began to make substitutions, three up and three down, Ward, Houston, and Dudley went off the court, and replaced Charles, Thomas, and Moxi.

Although Camby is better at helping to defend, this situation is obviously more suitable for the Knicks' black hand Thomas, coupled with the interior firepower brought by Moxi, the Knicks gradually extended their lead.

Van Gundy is a little complacent, that's the Knicks' style, maybe not a one-hit kill, but it just grinds you to death.

However, at this time, the shooter who scared the whole league stepped forward.

Reggie Miller began to step up and dominate the game after disappearing for most of the third quarter.

Reggie Miller received a three-point shot from Mark Jackson from outside the three-point line, and he sent a three-pointer directly to him.

Houston hurriedly pounced, only to see Miller suddenly collect the ball, crash into himself and then make a move.

"Drop"

The whistle blows, Houston defensive foul, three-point foul.

“shit”

Both of them scolded at the same time.

Houston was annoyed by his carelessness, and Reggie Miller was annoyed that the ball was missed, and it felt good to shoot this shot, he thought it was a 3+1, but it didn't score.

The story of Reggie Miller playing with his sister since he was a child has been regarded as a classic, that is, in the process of playing with his sister, Miller developed his own unique way of shooting away from the three-point line, unless you are more than two meters and ten meters tall, otherwise in this case you want to risk Miller, it is tantamount to a fool's dream, to a shooter like Maitreya, you can only choose to risk him and let him shoot.

Undoubtedly, Houston's choice at that moment was a bit reckless.

Looking back, Houston really wanted to return Miller, and after halftime, Houston kept running to try to shake Miller off, but saw a smile on the corner of Miller's mouth, and suddenly slowed down a step.

Charles saw Houston shake off Miller, and immediately passed the ball over, but unexpectedly, halfway through the ball, a Miller suddenly came out, and Miller deliberately slowed down half a step, in order to bet on this pass.

It turns out that God always favors men who love to play, and Miller was right!

Miller scooped up the ball and headed straight for half court.

Miller didn't insist on choosing a three-point shot, rushed directly to the basket, made a layup, and this goal was scored, and the Pacers not only recovered the score, but also overtook by one point.

The momentum that the Knicks just played out has a tendency to disintegrate.

The Knicks wanted to make an efficient offense and started playing as a team again.

The ball was given to Johnson on the inside first, Johnson did not choose to eat hard, he overdid it in the middle, and handed the ball to Sprewell, and quickly raised it himself, Sprewell, as the person who scored at the moment in this game, was naturally very taken care of by the other party, but fortunately, at this time, Mo Xi also came to the waist position to make a wall for Sprewell, and Sprewell took advantage of the situation to hit the basket again, and then Davis made up.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Sprewell hurriedly passed the ball out again and gave it to Mo Xi.

Mo Xi also did not stop the ball, and quickly distributed it to Johnson, who had already reached the three-point line.

It's just that at this time, the two Pacers players quickly wrapped up, and Rao is Johnson's strength was so strong that he couldn't get rid of it for a while.

"Drop"

The Knicks violated the rules for twenty-four seconds.

Van Gundy's face was not good off the court, and he vaguely felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.

The Pacers hurried to continue their offense, this time with Reggie Miller, who first circled the bottom corner and then crossed the restricted area, with the Knicks switching to Charles defending Miller. Miller pushed Charles away and ran to the outside as fast as the Pacers swooped in.

The Knicks' defensive line chose to surround Reggie Miller after weighing the pros and cons for a moment, and let go of the few people who cut into the restricted area, but they didn't dare to move.

The Pacers still handed the ball to Miller, only to see Miller make his own unique shooting posture outside the three-point line, shook the defender, and quickly hit it, dribbling two steps, and suddenly made a sharp stop and hit a mid-range shot.

The score seems to be pulling away.

The Knicks attacked again, Sprewell's sloppy three-point shot missed, the Pacers directly launched a wave of quick counterattacks, and Miller scored another layup, and in these few rounds, Miller scored nine points in a row.

Van Gundy panicked, and the scene from last year was vivid. He hurriedly called a timeout, intending to set up defensive tactics against Miller, completely forgetting that it should be the Knicks' offense next.

The Knicks had an offensive failure and everyone nervously returned to the defensive end.

Miller sneered and looked at the Knicks' generals, killing one person in ten steps, and not leaving a thousand miles behind. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. This is undoubtedly the best portrayal of Miller.

Miller looked at Houston, who had been pressing closely since halftime, and said secretly: It's the same shooter, why don't you understand, if the pressing is useful, what do you want the shooter to do?

Miller understands that in terms of running ability alone, Houston is by no means worse than himself, and simply opens all his big moves. Miller sprayed directly: "Hey, little girl, you can go home for dinner, just like last year." Then, taking advantage of Houston's secret anger, he quickly stepped on Houston's foot, quickly pounced, and received the ball outside the three-point line.

Houston lost the lead, but Sprewell made up for it, but as soon as Sprewell got in front of Miller, he met a big ass, and Jackson arched Sprewell and passed it to Miller.

Miller catches the ball and takes a shot.

"Bye-bye, New York." Miller was secretly refreshed, this goal was scored again, and the difference of seven points was not much, but the performance just now was enough to make the Knicks crazy.

However, if Miller had been born a few years later, perhaps he would have understood that flags can't be set casually, especially when you're standing across from the main character.

"Bang~"

Mo Xi made his most wonderful defense after coming to New York, he was in the penalty area, and after seeing Miller get rid of Houston, he began to faintly lift up, and after Jackson hit Sprewell, Mo Xi directly left his defensive object and strode to the outside, just in time for Miller to shoot. Mo Xi jumped without hesitation, didn't even see the trajectory of the ball clearly, and slammed it out with his instincts.

The ball smashed into Mo Xi's wrist, and Mo Xi directly buckled the ball to complete a jaw-dropping defense.

Miller had already started to run back, and when he saw this scene, his heart was on fire, and he was about to fight back.

Mo Xi suddenly came to his heart, turned his wrist, dribbled past Miller with his back, and dribbled himself to the Pacers halfcourt.

Mo Xi is a center in the end, and he was caught up by Jackson behind him, and Jackson was not verbose, it was directly a foul and sent Mo Xi to the free throw line.

Unfortunately, Moxi's second free throw was short, and after Davis grabbed the rebound, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the third quarter.

Miller gritted his teeth in disgust, he never thought he would be covered by such a fledgling boy.

Bird was also surprised, he had carefully analysed Mo Xi, this is a man who is good at playing downwind, and he rarely performs well in this situation.

Mo Xi's performance just now cast a shadow on Bird's heart.

The game in the third quarter was not carried away by Miller as Bird expected, and the four-point difference left a suspense.