Although Jefferson's heart is desperate, but at the same time he is already a little numb, maybe because of the habit of being spaced, isn't there a good saying, get used to numbness, Jefferson is almost like this.

Jazz offense, Hayward dribbled the ball and wanted to shoot a three-point chase fast, but unfortunately Hayward's hand seemed to have become cold without shooting for so long, and the three-point chase went directly out of the basket under the interference of summer.

The backcourt rebound was steadily grabbed by Hassan, during which Jefferson saw that it was Hassan's rebound and smoothly interfered with him, so that the Rockets' fast break was not successful.

Pressing down the rhythm to play the position, Yao Ming came over and made a blocking and dismantling cooperation with Harden, Millsap was left at the top of the arc to defend Harden, and his heart couldn't help but be active in the face of the small fight against Harden.

This can be played, the speed is not as good as mine, you can try to play it, thinking about Harden compared a finger, and his teammates have tacitly made room for Harden, but Harden stayed on the side of the basket just in case.

The crotch dribble changed direction to break through, Harden shook Millsap to the side with only two crotch changes, and broke out faster, Harden's outburst was not much worse than Wei Shao's people, breaking through into the restricted area, Jefferson glanced at Harden and finally helped defend the past, and when he saw Jefferson standing under the basket, he didn't go blue, and adjusted his pace to throw a shot.

"Huh"

The basketball is firmly in the basket, and the current Harden is not the invincible man who retreats in the future, so the interior technology has not fallen at all, and the close-range layup, throwing and step-back mid-range shooting can be said to be very stable.

93:77

The Jazz fast-break, Hayward held the ball, and in the face of the summer's lax defense, he finally continued his firepower, hitting a long-range three-pointer at the top of the arc.

93:80

With 2 minutes left, Hassan passed the ball to Summer, who was not in a hurry, and entered the half court with eight seconds.

But Hayward was wrong this time, because the lead of the score in the summer can be said to have no idea of breaking through, and he began to press the time when he landed at the top of the arc.

"Bichi, you did it on purpose!" Hayward couldn't help but be angry when he looked at the summer who didn't attack for a long time, this is obviously short enough, you still delay the time, how can you let me chase the score?

"How do you curse." Summer asked suspiciously, isn't it even accurate to press the time this year?

"What do you say! It's still two minutes, and your conscience won't hurt if you start pressing time so early! "Come on, Hayward is going to be so anxious that he can't even hold back what he said when he opened the dark in the summer.

But why am I so happy to see you so angry? Since you don't want me to press the time, I will press how to drop, the summer dribbling began to ignore Hayward, but looked at him with a mocking face, if it weren't for the game, I might have to take pictures of him in the summer.

“Shit！ You're attacking! Coward! Do you know that your ball machine is terrible? Are you embarrassed to continue to make a fool of yourself? ”

"Xia, are you afraid of my defense? Okay, I know my defense makes you tremble, but you can't stop attacking, you see the time is only more than ten seconds, and if you don't attack, it's too late. ”

"My brother, are you attacking well! Do you start to press time when you are two minutes old? You see that your score is so high, can't you wave it? You don't waste our chances! ”

In just a dozen seconds, Hayward's attitude has simply changed, which makes Summer feel incredible, isn't it just an offense? Anyway, there's a whole verse of the fourth verse, what are you afraid of?

The big-hearted summer obviously didn't think as much as Hayward thought, or if he had known that Sloan would have been too far behind in the fourth quarter and would have let him sit on the bench, maybe the summer would have dragged out time as early as when he was on the court!

There were still six seconds left, and Summer finally began to move, and Hayward looked at Summer's every move, his eyes were also full of resentment, this slut begged him for so long and still had to delay time! This ball looks like I don't kill him!

In the summer, he changed direction and broke through to the three-point line against Hayward, then adjusted his rhythm with three seconds left and suddenly braked to stop the ball, glanced at the basket, and shot.

"Pop" crisp sound.

It turns out that when a person is angry, there is a price to pay, just like Hayward, because he was angry so he always wanted to block the summer, because he wanted to block so the defensive action started to get bigger.

The "Didi" whistle blew, and Hayward finally paid the price for his defensive overplay, and Summer walked to the free throw line with his red wrist.

Why is this Hayward so black! Summer glanced at Hayward, and there was really unspeakable anger in his heart, what's wrong with this pressing down time, he actually made a heavy hand! Angry.

Stepping on the free throw line, the surrounding fans began to shout "MVP" in unison, which is a recognition of summer and a sign that they love summer.

The first penalty of "duang" was missed, and Summer's wrist hurt a little disobediently.

But fortunately, the second penalty was in, so the summer was not too embarrassing.

Jazz offense, Hayward dribbled and glanced apologetically at Summer, he also knew that he was excited, looking at the long-lasting slap mark on Summer's wrist, Hayward felt pain just by looking at it.

How heavy did it weigh when I was angry just now? Hayward couldn't help but ask himself, but losing his mind in the game is not a good thing, Summer watched Hayward's distraction and quickly took the ball from his hand.

"Slut! I shouldn't blame myself! Why didn't I slap you away just now! Hayward scolded angrily behind Summer.

But Summer rolled his eyes, the first half of the sentence sounded very comforting, why did the second half of the sentence make people so angry, thinking that this summer was not going to attack quickly, watching Hayward's position push his ass over.

Then after the top, Summer ran again, then jumped from the free throw line and put the ball in the basket with a back dunk.

97:80

The Rockets finally broke the game's highest point differential against the Jazz, seventeen points! With more than a minute left on the clock, Sloan looked at the score and finally called a timeout.

During the timeout, Hayward looked at Sloan, his eyes were full of guilt, it was clear that Sloan was trying to stabilize the score and catch up with the score, but the score was getting bigger and bigger.

The difference of ten points has only passed for nearly five minutes, but the score is not close, even if it is getting bigger and bigger, and his own mistakes are even more numerable, which makes Hayward not feel guilty.

"Okay, it's okay, if you lose, you lose, you're still young, you're still losing, let's slowly work hard in the future and be called a qualified boss." Sloan patted Hayward on the shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Coach." Hayward said in a trembling voice.

Although Sloan didn't blame him, he still couldn't let go, and he played a terrible game! In five minutes, he only scored 6 points! Although it looks very high, this is what Hayward used half of his shot to get.

Hugging Hayward, Sloan whispered to him, "We'll come back next year." ”

At this moment, Hayward really burst into tears! Looking at Sloan with reddened eyes, Hayward finally nodded heavily, it's nothing to lose this year! We'll be back next year! Definitely! Looking at the Rockets bench in the distance, Hayward's heart was full of stubbornness....