Chapter 20: The Flying Man's Dream (2)
Turning heads, the rocket attacked.
'Big Dream' took the ball on the inside and turned around to attack.
However, Rodman suddenly contracted inward, enveloping the 'big dream'.
"Hey, African, how about Uncle Rodman's bag." Rodman, who clings to 'Big Dreams', trash-talk.
"Dennis, you are still the same surname, it hasn't changed at all, if you are talking about African old, I will go and tell your father, saying that your family is not from Africa, you alien crumb from Mars." 'Big Dream' is also not to be outdone.
Before he could finish speaking, the ball shook his hand and passed out, and Drexler had already cut into the paint without the ball.
Just when the man arrived at the ball, Drexler received the ball and was about to get up and dunk.
"Don't you think about it." Jordan, who caught up from behind, got up to seal it.
"Michael, you're thinking so simply." Drexler turned on the spot, dodged Jordan's block, took a small step, and made a successful layup.
"Hey, Clyde, the old Rocket has learned a lot from Hakim in two years." Looking at the decent inside footsteps, Jordan spoke.
"Michael, in the past two years since you left, I have really learned a lot, and I will show you the same in a while." Drexler slowly recoiled back into his own half.
"Wow, wow, I'm so scared." Jordan said funny.
"Alright, Michael, just call back." Pippen stepped forward and said.
"Well, Scott, I'm going to hit this ball." Jordan said solemnly.
"Uh-huh, whatever you want, it's the regular season anyway." Pippen said noncommittally.
Harbour took possession of the ball to the Bulls' half, and it was handed to Jordan again.
"Why, Michael, I'm going to call myself back." Drexler looked at Jordan's stance.
"Clyde, you know, I'm like this, whoever gave it to me, I'm going to pay it back double." Jordan said with a shrug.
"Haha, it's been an old opponent for more than ten years, you hurry up." Drexler said indifferently.
"Then I'll go."
After saying that, Jordan made a breakthrough to the left in disguise, watched Drexler move to the left, quickly pulled the ball, jumped up and shot.
At the moment of the shot, a black shadow rose into the air, hatefully slapped on the basketball, a beautiful hot pot.
Who is it.
Who is it.
The United Center Arena is a lot of noise.
A tall, lanky kid, number 5.
Number 5, who is it.
At this time, the Rockets players, along with the players on the bench, and Tiger Jones behind them, all raised their hands and stood up to cheer as the basketball was fanned out.
"It's cool, it's cool." Tiger's expression was a little sluggish.
"Hey, hey, Rudy, is it true that I see it?"
"yes, boss, yes, boss, that's Kevin, that's Kevin, that's amazing." The old soup was also a little confused.
Even Garnett himself stood in place, a little stunned.
I muttered to myself, I blocked Jordan, I blocked Jordan.
"Great, Kevin, you've done a great job." Olejuwon pounced on Garnett with great excitement.
"Hey, man, you're famous, really, all the TV box newspapers will broadcast this hot pot tomorrow." Mark Jackson stepped forward and said excitedly.
"Wow, wow, you're amazing, kid. You actually gave Michael Jordan a hot pot, and this hot pot is so imposing, but your carefulness, Michael is notoriously cautious. "Drexler is excited, but as a veteran, he needs to remind the newcomers.
"Hey, hey, hey, man, look at Michael's face, you're so good boy." Horry hung like a koala on Garnett's body.
"Boy, you'll remember today, I swear." Jordan walked over with a blushing face and said.
"What, Michael, can't you afford to lose, come and demonstrate." 'Big Dream' also looked a little bad.
"Rest assured, Hakim, my problems will only be solved on the court." Jordan skimmed the 'big dream' and said expressionlessly.
With that, he turned and left.
From the new free throws, the Bulls continued to attack, but time was running out.
Pippen holds the ball and eats Horry hard.
Taking advantage of his body to squeeze away, Horry forced a shot.
The ball, not scored, hit the iron.
And under the basket, Longley and Olajuwon, Garnett and Rodman, are all stuck in each other's positions.
Several big men are preparing to rush for rebounds.
And Jordan, who was entangled with Drexler on the outside, suddenly shook off Drexler, and you rushed into it with an acceleration, jumped high in the paint area, grabbed the basketball with one hand, and threw it lightly, and the ball hit the board into the basket.
"Damn, that's a really high jump." I muttered to myself.
Offensive and defensive castling.
The Rockets also gave the ball to Big Dream.
'Big Dream' gently tried to lean back with the ball in his hands, feeling the strength of Longley's defense.
With a sudden turn, Longlee was stuck behind him, and Longlee lost his position unexpectedly.
In the face of Pippen, who made up for it, Olajuwon did not hesitate to make a violent dunk.
Pippen saw that it was a foul when he reached out, and he could only withdraw his hand that was about to be blocked in the air.
After coming down, Olajuwon just glanced at Jordan faintly.
Jordan looked at it and smiled.
He said to Pippen: "Man, this old fellow Hakim, it's really exciting today, we have to show some strength, or the old friends will laugh at us." ”
"No problem, I'll keep the ball in the driver's seat." Pippen nodded.
Bulls attack.
Pippen held the ball and played as a playmaker.
Outside the three-point line, Pippen beckoned for Langley to come out and block him.
Longley ran to the top and made the wall.
Pippen bypassed Longley, and Horry was temporarily blocked.
And Jordan also bypassed Longley and hit the basket.
Pippen's ball, sent forward, Jordan received the ball and stepped over the free throw line, ready for a layup.
By this time, Olajuwon had caught up from behind, and Garnett was also in position, ready to block Jordan.
However, I saw Jordan's wrist flip and pass the ball.
Rodman who catches the ball.
Rodman has been let go just now, and taking a step after receiving the ball is a dunk.
The cooperation is very tacit.
"Hehe, how's it going, Hakim, it's still easy for us to score." Jordan raised an eyebrow at Olajuwon.
"Man, are you in such a hurry, the game has just begun, do you want to lose so much." Olajuwon showed no signs of weakness.
"Hehe, if you want to take away the victory, you guys should come up with something, otherwise, do you think the United Center is the home of the third-rate team in the league, and if you want to take the victory, take the victory." Jordan said proudly.
With that, he turned and left.
Rocket offensive.
Mark Jackson had the ball and it wasn't a good look.
I had to stand up my big ass and hit it in little by little.
Slowly approaching the basket, leaning against Haber, still the ugly little hook hand.
It's such an ugly thing, and it can score goals, but it makes Haber sick.
But what tricks do you have to be disgusting, just enter.
Watching Mark Jackson leave with a cramp dance, Harbour was so angry.
Bulls attack.
Harbour held the ball past Jackson to draw Garnett into a fill-in and then made a ground-hitting pass to Rodman.
Rodman is also not greedy for credit, attracting big dreams and handing the ball to Longley.
Longley received the ball and turned, and was about to go to the basket, and Horry made up for it.
Watching Horry fill in the position, Longley flipped his wrist, a horizontal pass, and Pippen, who was ambushed in the bottom corner, received the ball, and there was no one around him, and they had already rotated to say goodbye.
Pippen still had time to adjust to the ball and then hit the shot.
Then, with a blank face, he retreated.
Rocket offensive.
The ball arrived, and in Drexler's hand, Jordan stared at it.
Drexler was not in a hurry either, slowly controlling the ball.
Then, suddenly an acceleration, line change, step, turn.
The action is done in one go.
Turning back, the ball was gone.
The ball flew straight to Garnett at a 45-degree angle.
Facing Rodman, who was defending himself, with a flick of his arm, the ball went out and went straight to the basket.
'Big Dream' jumped up and down with Langley and played an aerial relay.
Two more points.
In this back-and-forth encounter, both sides displayed astonishing discipline and a variety of tactics.
With four minutes left in the first quarter, the two sides brought on substitutes to begin the rotation.
The main players of the Bulls, except for Pippen and Haber, were replaced. Kerr was replaced, along with Kukoc and Winnington
The Rockets replaced Olajuwon and Drexler, as well as Mark Jackson.
Substitutions for Cassel, Bodi Roga and Chuck Brown.
Kukoc came up and used the rotation defense to shoot a three-pointer over Kassel's head.
Accurate.
Turning around, using the same rotational defense, Bodi Roga also shot a three-pointer over Kerr's head to color.
Then, Pippen singled Horry again and broke under the basket to change hands for a layup.
And turning over, Horry used the pick-and-roll to score two points in the open position.
Subsequently, Kerr's three-point miss was grabbed by Rodman and passed to the perimeter, and Kukoc hit a three-pointer in the second.
Cassel broke through and hit a step-back jumper in front of Pippen.
In the last three minutes, the substitutes on both sides played in the same way.
With the whistle blowing, the first quarter of the game ended.
The score was 26-23, and the Bulls temporarily took the lead.