In order to prevent the Bulls from interfering with the serve, Rivers chose the old routine used at critical moments, with Teague serving from the baseline. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The trash talk master is tall and has long arms and a wide field of vision, which is enough to avoid the embarrassment of serving violations. It's a grand final, anything is possible, and being cautious is only good and there is no harm.

Without waiting for the referee to hand the ball to Teague, the players on both sides began to chase and entangle, and the little giant was even more "dancing", hating his parents for not giving birth to an extra arm.

Christopher, Kidd Jr., and Powell, no matter who they are, have extremely strong psychological qualities. I think I was also the hegemon of one side back then, and my ability to handle key balls is undoubted.

Yi Yang and other Bulls players are much more nervous than Teague with the ball in hand. Knowing that as long as a foul is equivalent to giving the opponent points, but he has to adopt this most helpless tactic, otherwise the Big Three will definitely have the ability to run out of time.

Powell took the lead in the encirclement, grabbed Teague's serve with a big hand, and in desperation, Anthony Jr. had to hug someone's waist.

Looking at the clock, with 14 seconds left, if the Spurs hit two free throws, they would have a four-point lead at 142-138. At that point, the truth is really powerless, and Chicagoans can now only pray that Powell will hit one of two free throws. In that case, there is a faint hope of an equaliser in extra time.

Of course, if you miss both free throws, it can't be more beautiful, and if you don't get it right, there will be a lucky three-point shootout that will take away this hard-fought game.

Looking at Powell on the free throw line, the mood of both sides cannot be described in words, and everyone's thighs are heavy and a little soft. It wasn't due to exertion, it was all due to nervousness.

Powell slapped the ball twice, looked at the basket and took a deep breath. After playing the game for so many years, the key balls have been handled countless times, but there has never been this time that it is unsettling, barely controlling the slightly trembling left arm and raising both hands.

All eyes were fixed on the ball, and the first penalty was struck. The hearts of the Bulls' players sank, and the Spurs' teammates let out a long breath and stepped forward to high-five in celebration.

With the first penalty in hand, Powell has a little support in his heart, at least he doesn't have to worry about the enemy's fatal three points. He wiped his hands on his shorts, slapped the ball lightly twice, squatted slightly, and the ball shot again.

Luck didn't seem to have befallen the Bulls, and the second free throw was still scored steadily. The San Antonios have already started to hug and celebrate, and everyone has an excited look on their faces, returning home with a 1-1 draw, and the win is five or five wins.

The last timeout was called by the Bulls again, which was also the last short timeout for the Bulls. The timeout meant little as the fans in the arena waited silently for the end of the game with frustration.

Tactics don't need to be arranged, and both sides know how Ross will choose. For the Bulls, Yi Yang is nothing more than the last firefighter, the core leader who has always been good at creating miracles, will he blow up the league's center arena again?

14 seconds is enough time for the Bulls to complete an attack, and the Spurs will never adopt foul tactics, but lock Yi Yang as comprehensively as possible and consume the time of the game.

The San Antonios have had enough of this guy's suffering, and if Satan gets the ball in basketball, let alone fourteen seconds, even four seconds, it is very likely that the low-hanging fruit victory will be wasted.

In G2 of last year's finals, it was the damn Chinese kid who played an unbelievable "Yi Yang's hand" to eliminate the Spurs with a lore, otherwise history would be completely rewritten, and the Chicagoans who would never be hateful to win the O'Brien Cup.

"I guess the Bulls will also let their big center and little giant serve in the midfield, and we don't send interference players. In this way, Powell guarded Anthony Jr., Kidd watched Candy, and Bocuse kept an eye on Thompson. As long as the ball is sent out, anyone can catch it. ”

"Teague goes around the front to defend Young, don't let him take off, this kid can do anything, and can even turn around in the air and shoot three-pointers. Christopher protects the damn Chinese core, if Yi Yang gets the ball, the black pot will be on your back. ”

"Try your best to consume time, whether you can lock Yi Yang or not is the key to our victory in this game, as for the others, we must fight to the death, if we can't prevent it, we don't care."

Ross was in a hurry, Rivers was not idle, and almost all the solutions he could think of were thought of. Except for Yi Yang, the three-point shooting of the other players of the Bulls is negligible under such a tight defense. As long as the time is consumed, scoring two points will not work at all.

The forty-five seconds of the game were as long as a century, nearly five minutes, and the air was still in a state of condensation.

Yi Yang didn't dare to run too far and too fast, in that case, Tao Yaowei's arm strength was simply not enough to keep the ball so far, so he could only circle around the middle line. The trash-talk master threw his back to the little giant in a hurry, stretching out two pairs of big hands to face Yi Yang, like an old hen fluttering on her wings.

Teague is in front, little Paul is behind, Yi Yang is like a sandwich wrapped together by the two, and the four pairs of big hands are sealed so comprehensively.

can't jump, can't run out, these two experienced old balls are almost hanging on Yi Yang's body, using both hands and feet, and the one blocked is called a porcelain.

Fortunately, there is Teague, who is tall, strong, and has long arms, otherwise he would not be able to surround this kid with just two guards who are not dominant in stature.

The "hand of Yi Yang" could not be implemented, and seeing that the time to serve was about to come, Tao Yaowei had no choice but to throw the ball to Anthony Jr., who was desperate to fight out of Powell's strict defense.

This is a group of old hooligans with a lot of experience in the tournament and an incredible speed of foot movement. The ball got to Anthony Jr., which was blocked by Powell again, and the breakthrough several times did not work, and the Bulls' offense stalled.

There is no way, only the little giant who has just turned from the middle line is relatively free, and Kiyan reluctantly passes back to the past. At this time, he was two meters away from the three-point line, and he was not in Tao Yaowei's trajectory at all, and he was not good at dribbling as a center.

After a few stumbling and slapping, there were only 9 seconds left. Handed to Thompson, who got rid of Bocuse, Tao Yaowei bent his arms and started to block and dismantle, but Powell changed his guard again, and there was still no reasonable time to shoot.

Seeing that there was not much time left, Teague and Christopher were still fighting with Yi Yang endlessly, and the anxious young man was scratching his heart and lungs. These two old ball skins, one big and one small, cooperated really well and tacitly, so helpless, Yi Yang had no choice but to break through backwards.

It took a big circle to get to Thompson's right wing, a high hang, and the ball flew into the air at the top of the arc. In the face of Teague's replay, Yi Yang pulled up, and the belated hand of Yi Yang finally showed, the ball was scored, and the time was finally over.

By one point, the Bulls lost to a well-prepared Spurs. The excitement and intensity of the game made the fans stand stupidly in the stadium and couldn't come back to their senses.