On June 2, 1997, the finals between the Chicago Bulls and the Houston Rockets were about to begin.

Huge numbers of fans flocked to the United Center arena in Chicago.

And a lot of media throughout the United States and around the world is focused on this game.

The pinnacle of the 84 Diamond Generation.

Hakeem Olajuwon vs. Michael Jordan.

'Big Dream' fights 'Flying Man'.

This topic has spread all over the world.

That's what basketball fans all over the world want to see.

Two of the most outstanding picks in the '84 draft.

One is the champion.

One is Tanhua.

Starting today, the finals of this series will be the stage for them to fight.

Before the game, the two hugged each other.

"Man, you're not going to be my match." Jordan whispered in Olajuwon's ear.

"Hehe, Michael, don't be so confident, you won't know until you've played the game." Olajuwon shot back softly.

"Okay, we'll see you on the field then." Jordan gently patted Olajuwon on the back.

"You said, Michael, those who lost please eat, no problem." Olajuwon said with a smile.

"Okay, no problem." Jordan laughed too.

The leaders of both sides returned to their teams for the final mobilization.

"Guys, we're finally on this field again, you know, I've been looking forward to this day for a long, long time, and I've always wished I could meet that guy who was called the best guy in our draft that year, and beat him to prove that I was the top pick in '84 and not him. It's a pity that I played baseball with a kid when I was at my prime, and although I won two championships, there were always people who said that I stole two championships without him, so today I'm back and I'm going to prove to everyone that we're the strongest, I need your help, you're my best teammates, come on, let's go to the challenge together, go slap everyone who looks down on us. The more Olajuwon spoke, the more excited he became.

"Okay, Hakim, we know what you mean, I still want to say a little bit at the end, remember the slogan of our rocket?" Drexler continued.

"No brothers, no basketball." The Rockets shouted in a low voice.

"Yes, no brothers, no basketball." Drexler said.

"Let's talk to me." Olajuwon held out his hand.

"No brothers, no basketball." And the crowd stretched out their hands.

"No Brothers, No Basketball"

"No Brothers, No Basketball"

"No Brothers, No Basketball"

The Rockets shouted in unison.

The fans in the stadium were all staring sideways.

"Hey, Michael, you look like they're going to win the game." Rodman looked at the Rockets players with displeasure.

"You're right Dennis, they can take the win here at any time without notifying us." Jordan looked at the Rockets with fierce fighting spirit and said.

"No, Michael, you're not right, they have to step on our corpses to win." Pippen is also fighting ** high.

"You're right, man, to take victory at the Union Center, you have to step on our corpses." Jordan also has a hideous face.

Just when both sides were in a rage, the referee signaled for both sides to enter.

The referee of this game has received instructions to treat both sides equally, and try to be fair and just and not interrupt the rhythm of the game too much.

Because the alliance also knows that this will be a classic battle of the century.

The Rockets showed their toughness from the start, pressing the Bulls from the opening game.

The Bulls attack with the ball, and Pippen passes the ball to Jordan.

Jordan leaned his back against Drexler and hit it little by little.

Drexler was also desperate against him.

But Jordan still hit it little by little.

Horry saw that it was not good, and hurriedly came up to help the defense.

Generally, as long as it is a bag clip, there will be a vacancy.

Jordan quickly passed the ball out.

Pippen was about to make a move when he caught the ball, but Garnett was quick to make up for it.

The speed of rotation was too fast for Pippen to expect.

But Pippen is Pippen after all, and his hands move with his eyes.

The ball was a push and went straight into the hands of Rodman on the inside.

Rodman turned around and was already facing the basket and could attack directly.

Rodman dribbled and prepared for a layup.

At the moment when Rodman's ball was shot, one hand accurately touched the basketball and flew the ball away.

Rodman, who landed on the ground, looked back and saw that it was Horry, and just when Horry found that he quickly returned to the defense after the bag failed, he saw the ball in Rodman's hands and quickly made up the defense, and pointed the ball out when he shot.

A beautiful complement defense.

"Robert, can't you just let me get a point." Rodman said helplessly.

"Dennis, if you're fighting bulls in your backyard, you're going to get in, but you remember it's the NBA Finals. And we are still opponents, have you forgotten. Horry said as he looked at Rodman, who looked helpless

This kind of defense is simply the epitome of this game.

The Rockets' tenacious defense contained the Bulls' offense again and again.

The Rockets' determined offense, breaking through the Bulls' defense one at a time.

In such an atmosphere, the two sides alternated the lead as many as 23 times.

It was fast into the fourth quarter.

With three minutes remaining, the Rockets still have a five-point lead.

But that's when one man changed all that.

Rodman is defending Garnett.

It may be a little tired, or a lack of concentration.

Garnett was a little careless when he received the ball.

Such a flaw was caught by Rodman.

The "snap" ball was stealed.

Seeing the stealing ball, Pippen quickly ran to the frontcourt.

Rodman saw that Pippen had made a fast break and the ball was quickly passed.

Pippen made an easy layup and scored two points.

Garnett, who watched the Bulls score, blamed himself.

The Rockets attacked again, and Big Dream motioned for Garnett to play the ball.

I saw my teammate pass the ball to me again.

Garnett's heart was on fire.

Holding the ball steadily, Rodman leaned on his back and got up to make a step-back shot.

But Rodman is Rodman, and such a defensive expert is definitely not something that a sophomore kid can easily deal with.

Just as Garnett stepped back, Rodman grabbed and broke the ball directly from Garnett's hand as soon as he stretched out.

Dead in his arms.

Seeing that the ball was also broken, Garnett was a little stupid and looked at Rodman blankly.

"Hey, boy, this is the finals, it's not your house, go home and have some milk and come back." Rodman looked at Garnett, who was already stunned, and couldn't help but sarcastically.

The Bulls started to organize the offense steadily, because they knew it was the key to the game.

This goal is scored, and they have hope of winning.

Pippen continued to organize the offensive.

Many people pulled away, and Longley came up to respond in a high position.

Cole kept running.

Rodman and Garnett are stuck in each other's positions.

Pippen looked around expressionlessly, and suddenly accelerated without warning, directly breaking through Horry.

The rest of the Rockets quickly assisted.

By this time, Kerr had already taken his place outside the three-point line.

When Pippen broke through, he flicked his arm and passed the ball to Cole, who was already in position.

Kerr catches the ball and shoots.

The sound is good, and the ball is in.

The two sides are tied at 82.

There are still 22.7 seconds left in the clock.

Rocket pause.

"You see, these are Chicagoans, and if you slack off a little bit, they're going to make a huge wound in your body and you're going to die before you know it." Lao Tang said flatly, but everyone could hear the anger in the plainness.

"I'm sorry, Coach, it's my fault." Garnett lowered his head in shame.

"Okay, now is not the time to talk about this, let's lay out the tactics, and after a while, the ball will go into the inside line, and hand it over to Hakim to let him play Longley, the inside line is our strong point, we must go in and score it, you know." Lao Tang laid out the tactics while drawing the tactical board.

"Got it?"

"Got it"

The Rocket crowd shouted in a deep voice.

"Get it and play."

The Rockets went back on the field.

The game continued, and after several passes, the ball went into the hands of Olajuwon.

There are 11.3 seconds left.

Olajuwon shook off Longley with a turn, and he was about to make a layup.

But Longley has been shaken. The shot directly pulled Olajuwon down.

Fouled, the Rockets made two free throws.

This is definitely a chance to kill.

Olajuwon took the ball and stood at the free throw line, took a deep breath and prepared for the free throw.

At this moment, Pippen came up and said a word: "You need dancing shoes for dancing, did you bring them today?" ”

is such a simple sentence, which has made Olajuwon, who has been in the NBA for more than ten years, feel like a wave.

The first goal was missed.

When the second ball was about to start, Drexler came over and said something.

"Dude, they're scared of you."

This sentence made Olajuwon wake up.

Scored the second goal steadily.

The clock left the Chicagoans with 7.2 seconds.

Bulls pause.

Jackson called the Bulls' players together and laid out how to kill.

In fact, it is very simple, it is to leave it to Jordan to deal with.

Jordan faced Drexler's defense from the left side of the three-point line.

In the moment when it was about to arrive, he first made a virtual shake to the right, and then took a step to the left and jumped to shoot the basketball.

This may seem like a simple move, but if you don't have enough strength at the end of the game, it's easy to throw short.

But Jordan is Jordan after all. When the whistle blew, the ball also passed through the net, and the sound of "swish" was very pleasant.

The trapeze coolly raised his right fist in celebration.

84:83 Bulls win.

The audience cheered 'MVP'.

Looking at such a scene, the rocket generals bowed their heads gloomily and looked sad.

However, Da Meng did stand up and said loudly: "Guys, have you been defeated, our battle has just begun, we still have 6 games to play, raise your head and walk out of the United Center Arena with your head held high." ”

After speaking, the leader held his head high and walked out of the arena.

The other players of the Rockets, led by Big Dream, walked out of the arena with their heads held high.

Phil Jackson and Jordan, who were watching all this coldly, also knew it.

Their battle has also just begun.

More intense and brutal battles await the Bulls' players.

This year's finals are destined to be the most intense, brutal, evenly matched and exciting competition.

Rockets against bulls, the war continues.

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