The red light came on, and Horry's last ball bounced off the neck of the basket and didn't go in.

The Rockets couldn't capitalize on their chances in the final 5.4 seconds.

When the red light came on, the Bulls jumped with joy and thought they had won the championship again.

On the other hand, the Rockets are all depressed and look like they lost $5 million.

"What's the matter, guys, we lost but we could have walked out of here with our heads held high, we just lost to luck." Olajuwon clapped his hands and comforted his teammates.

"Yes, Hakim, but I always feel that my heart hurts so much that I want to cry." Young Ray Allen's eyes were full of tears at this time.

"Hey, Aaron, don't do this, you should walk out of here with your head held high, we lost, but this is not the end of the world, we still have a chance to get it back." Holding the young Ray Alun Olajuwon in his arms, he comforted.

"Kevin, don't do this, remember it's just a regular season, don't be too sad." Drexler stepped forward to comfort Garnett, whose eyes were already red.

'We tried hard for the whole game and then we lost at the last minute, I don't know how to describe it, I don't know how to describe it. Garnett said in a hoarse voice.

"It doesn't matter if you're still young, you still have a chance to win, let's go, we're leaving." Drexler hugged Garnett out of the arena.

"Hakim, Hakim." Jordan shouted as he looked at Olajuwon, who was about to walk out of the tunnel.

"Why Michael, do you want to say something sarcastic, obviously we lost. Laughing at the loser is the preserve of the winner, you say, I'll go back to be with my brothers. Looking at Jordan, who stopped him, Olajuwon, who lost the game, obviously has nothing to say.

"I said Hakim, as for that? It's just a normal regular season. Jordan shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"Obviously, my teammates are very concerned about this game, if you have anything to say, I'm going to chase them." Olajuwon is already getting a little impatient.

"Hey, hey, hey, man, am I that nasty." Jordan's face was already bitter.

"Okay, Michael, really you have something to say." Olajuwon forced his unhappiness.

"Okay, Hakim I just want to say that I'd love to meet you at this year's finals and see who's the best of the '84 generation." After saying this, Jordan's expression was very solemn.

"Hehe, you tough guy, I promise you now, we will definitely meet at the finals, when you will see a powerful rocket army, they can do anything." With that, Olajuwon turned and left.

"Yes, I really want to have a good competition with you, although there are many powerful guys in the 84 generation, but only you and I can lead the team to contact and win the championship, and it's really a pity that I can't compete with you." Jordan looked at Olajuwon, who was far away, and muttered to himself.

At this time, Pippen walked over, looked at Jordan with the same look and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you Michael, it's nothing." ”

"Scott, you know what, I'm having a weird feeling today." Jordan didn't look back and continued to look in the direction Olajuwon had left.

"What does it feel like?" Pippen is strange Jordan today.

"Our championship this year will be one of the most exciting of our careers, and we will meet an extremely strong opponent who will tear us up until the last minute, and even I don't have the confidence and certainty to win the championship this year." Jordan said faintly.

"Oh, did you say our biggest opponent this year is the Rockets?" That's when Pippen understood.

"You're right, the Rockets will be the most formidable opponent I've met in years, remember the most powerful." Jordan said solemnly.

"Hehe, Michael, our opponents that year were not very strong, but didn't they all lose at our feet." Pippen was a little unimpressed.

"No, you're not right Scott, if you have such an idea, then we will die a miserable death this year, this year's Hakim has a group of excellent teammates around him, those young people will definitely be the future pillars of the league in the future, they already have the skeleton of a strong team, and in the future, they just have to select the players they need to be a dynasty team." Jordan explained, looking at his best assistant.

"Okay, okay, Michael, I also know that the Rockets are strong this year, but the regular season is not the playoffs, I don't know what kind of state these young people will maintain in the playoffs, and there are John and Karl in the West, and Peyton's rapping guy, and the Rockets want to play the Finals with us, so let's get past them first." Pippen looked at the paranoid boss a little overwhelmed.

"You'll know Scott, you'll understand everything I'm talking about today." Jordan looked at Freedom, and his teammates who were a little disapproving said a little seriously.

Pippen didn't want to continue arguing, so he could only shrug his shoulders helplessly.

Only Lao Tang of the Rockets went to the post-game press conference and answered a few questions casually.

He and the Rockets got on the bus and left the United Center arena.

The atmosphere in the car was dreary.

Everyone is very reluctant to fail like this.

The effort of the whole court was ruined by one man in the last 2 minutes.

It's so depressing.

In the end, it was Olajuwon who opened his mouth.

"Guys, what's wrong with you guys, if you lose, you lose, we play dozens of games a year, even if we lose one, it's not the end of the world, we'll play against the Chicagoans at Compaq Center in a while, and we'll definitely get it back then. And you know, Jordan gave us a fight book before I was in the locker room. As soon as these words came out, everyone in the rocket finally came to their senses.

"Hakim, that paranoid and what did you say." Drexler asked, a little curious.

"yes, what did that guy say to you." The crowd also wanted to know.

"Michael said he would love to play me in the finals and hope we wouldn't make him too lonely." Olajuwon said most of the conversation with Jordan.

Just when the Rockets were talking about Jordan's battle book.

Old Tang's phone rang.

As soon as I saw that the number belonged to my boss, I immediately picked up the phone.

"Boss, what's the matter with you?"

"Rudy, turn on your phone's speakerphone and I'll have a few words with the players." Tiger on the other end of the phone said.

Lao Tang said a little hesitantly, "Boss, do you want to reprimand them, you have to know that they have played well today." ”

"Oh my God, I watched a great game today, those boys are so desperate on the field, why should I reprimand them, I'm going to praise them." The voice on the other side of the phone was a little painful.

"Oh, okay then." As soon as he heard that it was not a reprimand, Lao Tang agreed.

"Boys, the boss is calling, I want to say a few words to you, can you be quiet?" Lao Tang stood up and said.

After saying that, hold up the phone and turn on the speakerphone.

Tiger's voice came from the phone.

"Guys, I'm so proud of your performance today, you really put last season's champion on the brink and could only rely on luck to beat you in the last few seconds. You're great, I'm proud of you as your boss, and you're letting those proud Chicagoans know what's going on to remind them of the fear, and making them feel that God isn't all on their side, and this time they know, we're moving forward. Finally, I've got a big meal for you in Houston. ”

His words warmed the hearts of the Rockets players like a spring breeze.

"Hey, boss, is it just a big meal?" This voice sounds familiar, isn't it, you're right, it's some slut.

"Damn Kenny, what more do you want, isn't it the boss that I'll take you to a nightclub to see a striptease show." I really hated hearing this voice on the other end of the phone.

"Boss, I didn't say that, the beauties of a character like you are not in groups." A slut is a slut.

"Okay, guys, you can go without your family. Kenny, you'll have to bring your wife with you, or I'll let the security guard out of you. Also, I'm going to be having the top 25 players of the World Model Contest at the same time, hehe, good luck Kenny. After that, he called and hung up.

"Don't, boss, you must not do this, it will kill people." Kenny Smith burst into tears when he heard this.

miserable life for yourself.

Hi poor slut.

However, in such an atmosphere, the sadness of losing to the Bulls completely dissipated in the air.

Old Tang was thinking about Tiger's words on the side.

The rocket is advancing.

We are moving forward, and we are unstoppable.

Thinking of this, Lao Tang was full of confidence.

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