Chapter 277: The Indomitable Fighter (Part II)

On December 9, 1999, it was a team worthy of all 76ers fans, and even all basketball fans, that day, the fans at the 76ers' home stadium, the Vochovia Center, saw the birth of a legend.

My name is Kevin? Cellix, I am a postman, I like my job, I like to give letters from different places to different people, I like to see people receive letters, or laugh, or sad, the joys, sorrows and sorrows of life can be vividly displayed in front of people at that time.

Also, I'm a basketball fan, I was also a crazy basketball fan, if I had broken my ankle while playing, maybe I'm a member of the NBA league now, you know, I was also the best player in the state in high school, but unfortunately the injury ruined my basketball, and I had to give up my dream.

But that doesn't stop me from being called a basketball fan, I'm a fan of the Philadelphia 76ers, I love this team so much, and my favorite player is that little man Allen? Iverson, looking at his cat-like skills, reminds me of my youthful figure, hehe, a little boastful.

Today is December 9th, and there is still half a month to go before the Christmas holiday, and then it is about to enter the millennium, and many people are saying that the world is going to be destroyed, and in my opinion those people are mentally ill.

Today I got a ticket for the Rockets vs. 76ers, I think it was definitely a good game, the process of the game was the same as I imagined, the whole game was under the control of the Rockets, the Rockets' great strength, like a mountain that is difficult to climb. Luckily, we still have a little man, a little man running all over the court, and that tireless, never-ending fighting spirit has been inspiring the 76ers, and if it weren't for this kid, maybe the Phillies would have been crushed in the first quarter.

However, an accident changed everything, that abominable Rocket 6, that abominable Ben? Wallace.

At the beginning of the fourth quarter, Iverson broke through the defense, went inside, and was directly knocked out of the line by the opponent when facing the fierce Wallace, TMD that kid was absolutely deliberate, I swear in the name of God, I am a devout believer.

Aaron hugged his wrist and kept rolling on the floor, the painful look on his face and the large beads of sweat on his head telling us how much it hurt.

That damn bastard, if I had anything in my hand, I would have thrown it down, and after Allen was gone, the 76ers were crushed by rockets in a matter of minutes.

I sat in my chair in great pain, because I knew that this game was over, the 76ers without Allen were a fish belly, African Mountain just joined this year, the time was too short to make any difference, Allen's departure was already doomed to the outcome of the game, and many people around me left the game early, because they didn't want to watch their beloved team being abused.

At that time, I was ready to leave, but my love for the 76ers made me stay, and it was such a decision that allowed me to see a legend, a real legend.

Let's start with 5 minutes left, when the score between the two sides was already 15 points apart, and everyone was waiting for the end of the game, because no one believed that the 76ers would win this game.

But at this moment, a short figure appeared in front of the players' tunnel, only to see him with a thick gauze wrapped around his right wrist, his face pale, and walked to the bench.

However, soon he had an argument with Da Larry, we were too far away to see anything clearly, but then I heard the fan sitting next to me say that the dispute between Arun and Da Larry was for Allen to play, because the team doctor told Da Larry that Allen's wrist might be broken, and the team doctor wanted to take Allen to the hospital, but Allen resolutely disagreed, he said that he could still play, he could still persevere, and his teammates were still waiting for him.

In this way, the dispute between Da Larry and Allen, Da Larry resolutely disagreed with Allen to play, but Allen insisted on playing, and the dispute between the two on the sidelines, and even because of the dispute between the two people, affected the game on the field.

In the end, it depends on the situation that Larry did not beat Allen, and Allen was substituted, but it was this decision that made for a legendary game.

After coming on the field, Allen slowly controlled the ball, because his right hand was injured, Allen could only control the ball with his left hand, and it was Ray who defended him? Aaron, that kid.

That kid looks quite gentlemanly, but in fact he is also a bastard, he even hit Aaron's injured wrist with his body, looking at Aaron who was sweating profusely in pain, I even wanted to transfer the pain to me.

This is the kind of Aaron, launched an unforgettable counterattack, I remember very clearly, it was when there were still 5 minutes and 13 seconds in the clock, Aaron took the first step of his legend, a very wonderful cross step, the short Aaron passed the tall Aaron, looking at the big screen above the stadium, I saw the expression on Aaron's face very clearly, it was a kind of firmness, an incomparable determination.

Looking at the basketball being thrown, I had already started praying, I don't know if it was my prayer that worked, or if Allen's steadfastness touched God, and the basketball got into the basket accurately.

Seeing this goal, the remaining 10,000 or so fans in the stadium began to cheer, well, it can't be described as cheers anymore, shouting, it's not good, howling, it's not very appropriate.

How to describe it, it can be described as a roar of the soul, I think at that time, if there was a noise tester, then it would blow up with you, I can guarantee that.

And the Rockets players looked at the goal as if they were stupid.

And this goal seems to have activated the 76ers, the frenzy that burst out of the eyes of all the players made everyone tremble, and even I could feel the terrible momentum of the 76ers players in the stands.

And the next game entered the time of the 76ers, Allen was like he was not injured, shuttling among the Rockets' players, and the Rockets' stinky boys couldn't stop Allen at all.

Allen is like an elf dancing on the tip of a knife, tearing through the Rockets' defense with his own foot, scoring on the opponent's interior again and again.

At that time, my tears were already flowing all over my face, it was an involuntary touch, in the backcourt of the 76ers, all the 76ers players were fighting hand-to-hand with the Rockets players, Deacon Berg stuck Big Ben and Garnett behind him alone, so that they could not compete for rebounds, Snow was also stubbornly defending the players in the opposing backcourt, George? Lynch, not to mention, stuck to that Yugoslav like a plaster.

The tenacious defense of these people gave Allen the greatest support, after controlling the rebounding in his backcourt, the 76ers' counterattack was quite fast, because Allen was no longer defending, he could only watch the defense of his teammates, and he wanted to save his physical strength to attack.

In the final five minutes, the 76ers' offense was completely handed over to Allen, and Allen did not disappoint his teammates, and with 29 seconds left in the game, the 76ers equalized the score, which no one expected.

In the 5 minutes since Allen came on the court, the Rockets have only scored 2 points, while the 76ers have scored a full 17 points by Allen, yes one person has scored 17 points in 5 minutes, some people say it's a myth, a legend, but I witnessed this myth with my own eyes, witnessed this legend.

However, the real miracle is only beginning now, as I said, the miracle has just begun, when I was full of hope that the 76ers could prevent the opponent's last attack, but what people didn't expect was that the Rockets bastards were really tenacious, and Garnett's bastard, when facing Deacon Beybe, made a turnaround jumper with 8.6 seconds left in the game, and made a fairly accurate shot.

Seriously, I'm desperate. Because, we have to make a three-pointer to get the final victory. You say, we can play two points and then decide overtime.

This is the idea of that idiot, do you know what the situation is now, and now the 76ers have no chance to beat their opponents in overtime.

You know why? Allen is out of energy, you're right, Allen can't support a 5-minute overtime, so the 76ers' last chance is only these 8.6 seconds.

Oh my God, in the last moments, I could barely breathe because I was nervous.

After the pause, the game started anew, or did Aaron catch the ball, Aaron was watching the time, time flew by, Ray? The defense of Allen and Horry wanted a big net to block all of Allen's shooting space, and I lowered my head in despair, because I knew that the game was over and the 76ers had no chance.

However, at the moment when I lowered my head, the huge cheers of the audience made me raise my lowered head.

Oh my God, I missed something, the game was over and the red number on the timer was 99:98.

Philadelphia won the game, and the huge screen in the center of the field showed what was happening in the last two seconds of the game.

When everyone thought that Aaron had no chance to make a move, Aaron was in Ray? Allen and Horry's defense jumped high, leaned back, and shot the basketball with his injured right hand, and shot backwards from beyond the three-point line.

The time ended the moment Aaron made his shot, everyone was staring at the basketball in the air, and at this moment almost everyone held their breath, they were afraid that their breath would change the trajectory of the basketball in the air and make this last shot meaningless.

But the basketball drilled into the basket as accurately as a precision-guided missile, and the sound of the basketball and the net rubbing against it was so pleasant that it was simply heavenly.

At that moment, I was stunned, just staring at the huge screen, watching Aaron's thrilling and beautiful last shot again and again.

I couldn't hold it anymore and I cried loudly, even though I had just shed tears, I didn't cry.

But now I did cry, I played basketball, I knew the pain, but I also knew that at that moment Aaron's spirit was beyond **, at that moment he forgot his pain, at that moment, he only had the basket in his eyes.

He's a fighter, he's a real fighter.

At this moment, all the 76ers fans were celebrating, celebrating wildly, and they hugged the people around them, whether they knew each other or not.

And I got involved in the celebration, watching the 76ers players carry Allen on their shoulders and run around the court like emperors.

Aaron, who was pale, jumped onto the commentary seat, picked up the microphone of the on-site commentator, and roared loudly.

I'll always remember Aaron's roar after the game.

"As long as I live, no one can beat me on the basketball court."

(To be continued)