Chapter 80: No Flinching!
Lin Fei, who was hugged by his teammates, smiled and took over the big towel and Gatorade in the hands of the staff, now the game has entered the most critical moment, every minute and every second of rest is important, it is undeniable that the dunk just now did consume Lin Fei's huge physical strength, but when the team was behind, such a dunk was his heartfelt choice, such a dunk was a huge help to improve the team's morale, looking at his teammates one by one Lin Fei smiled heartily.
The logistics staff replaced the deformed basket, and the audience at the New Orleans Arena still couldn't believe the dunk that Lin Fei had just completed, and the commentary seat exploded with a word, and Mike Dunleavy's arrangement was very simple to hand over to Lin Fei, and gave 100% trust to Lin Fei.
"Okay, the game started again, and the game was suspended for 10 minutes, which is a good break for both players, so the next game will definitely be more exciting for both sides."
"yes, and the last two minutes are going to be a great moment for a doubt, and now the Hornets still have a three-point lead, a three-pointer lead." With Mark Jackson's commentary, the final two minutes of the game officially began.
Chris Paul, as the leader of the team, needed to stand up when the team's morale was obviously affected by Lin Fei's dunk, and Lin Fei guarded Paul carefully, not daring to blink his eyes, as if he was worried that Chris Paul would disappear from his eyes in an instant.
Lin Fei felt that he had done his best, but the pressure that Paul brought him at the moment was still huge, the basketball was bouncing back and forth in the line of sight, Paul as the top guard in the league calmly faced Lin Fei's defense, without the slightest anxiety and suppressed the team's rhythm, which is a psychological quality that an excellent guard must have.
As soon as the waist and abdomen moved, Chris Paul made a move, all this happened almost at the same time, such a speed really surprised Lin Fei, but fortunately, Lin Fei was prepared to take a direct sliding step and use his chest to intercept Paul.
Syllable!
A crotch, the basketball went straight to the left hand, the time in the left hand was short enough to ignore, the basketball rebounded from the back to the right hand again, followed by a huge change to the left foot A Maika in Lin Fei's right leg, the ball turned over to the right hand and accelerated, Lin Fei felt that his frontal defense could not withstand Paul's attack, and he retreated, and directly turned around and chased after him.
"Chris Paul, over Lin, this is an opportunity!" Mark Jackson was full of praise for Paul's offense.
"Lin didn't give up, he tried to prove himself, tried to complete the defense this time" Bill Wharton is still in Lin Mi's camp.
β[***]οΌβ A low curse came out of Lin Fei's mouth, Paul rationally chose to pass under his chasing defense, West threw this key mid-range into it, and with the hit of the ball, the Hornets once again had a five-point lead, although the five-point difference was not large, but compared to the little time left, the five-point difference was already a big lead for the Hornets, and the most important job they wanted to do after scoring was to defend.
The entire New Orleans arena is the shouting and cheering of the defense, the huge decibel test of the Clippers' ability to withstand pressure, at this time there is still a minute and a half before the end of the game, the Clippers must first fill in this seemingly small five-point hole if they want to win, Andre Miller controls the rhythm, at this time for the Clippers success rate is extremely important, blindly anxious consequences will only be worse.
Lin Fei looked at Posey in front of him and pouted, if it was still Paul, he would definitely choose to use the height advantage without hesitation, but the advantage of facing James Posey in the second half gave Lin Fei a psychological advantage.
Tyson Chandler lifted up to cover, Andre Miller cut in and then a back pass to Tyson Chandler who went to the free throw line one step, at this time Chandler was unmarked, it was obvious that he was not confident in his shot, and the raised arm was retracted, when Tyson's hesitation Carman immediately pressed up, Chandler could only pass the ball to Wilson Chandler on the other side, and the ball was passed to Artest on the outside without too much stay in Wilson Chandler's hands.
The Clippers' successive one-hand passes between the players made the Hornets' defensive formation a little scrambling, but James Posey was not too involved in it, and he was now focused on guarding Lin Fei and the others had long been ignored by him.
Just when the basketball was quickly passed in the hands of several people, Lin Fei made a feint, and the signature Lin running position was staged, and Artest immediately passed the ball to the line of Lin Fei's running position.
James Posey's nerves tensed instantly, and he immediately gritted his teeth and chased after him with a gentle curse, but he was still more than half a position behind.
"Lin, received the ball, this is the chance!" Bill Wharton shouted.
Lin Fei stopped outside the three-point line with an emergency stop, and quickly glanced at the basket in the distance, the time on the timer was decreasing.
The five-point difference is not a problem for Lin Fei, and two three-pointers can overtake the difference when the hand is hot.
Kicked the ground with his left foot, jumped up directly on the spot, raised the basketball, pressed his wrist down, gently plucked the basketball with his fingers, and the textbook-like shooting posture unfolded in an instant, and glanced at the three-point line and the defender James Posey not far away, the corners of his mouth hooked up an arc, and the whole shooting action had already been mastered as if he had practiced thousands of times of shooting, watching the basketball fly past Posey's fingers to the basket in the distance.
Despite the reluctance of New Orleans fans, they still couldn't stop the basketball from moving forward.
"Huh"
With the crisp sound of wiping the net, the boos at the scene plummeted a few notches.
βyesοΌβ Mike Dunleavy waved his fist excitedly, and now he was only two points away from the pressure and returned to the Hornets, yelling at the players on the court: "Defend, press up, defend ......"
"This is a team goal, Lin Fei's teammates should have 50% credit, it was this continuous one-handed pass in the early stage that tore through the Hornets' defense, and to be honest, it reminds me of a pass in a football game, which is probably the same effect!" Mark Jackson said with a smile.
Byron Scott looked at Paul on the court, Paul dribbled the ball steadily to the front court, and Lin Fei directly pasted it, as if he wanted to become a conjoined baby with Paul, and used every part of his body to contact Paul, just to be able to interfere with Paul's dribbling rhythm.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The bodies of the two people were constantly in contact, and Lin Fei's physical strength was stronger than Paul's, coupled with the height and arm span advantages and Lin Fei's desperate stalking, Paul lost his impact advantage, and he couldn't find a good offensive line, and several attempts were in vain.
After several attempts to no avail, Chris Paul finally gave up on the idea of playing alone, immediately took a step back, pulled the whole person two steps away from the three-point line, and gave his thumbs up to signal his teammates to come up and cover.
Lin Fei took a stride and pasted it again, making up his mind not to let Paul have a trace of space, and his body constantly pressed Paul's dribbling rhythm, even though Paul's dribbling level reached a super level, at this moment, Lin Fei's unrelenting mad dog-style defense was a little deformed.
Lin Fei didn't want to cut off the ball directly, but disrupted the rhythm as much as possible, after all, there was still time before the end of the game, and the most important task at the moment was to defend, the Hornets had less and less time to attack in twenty-four seconds, and Chris Carman's uplift cover gave Paul hope.
Chris Paul's calves strained suddenly, forming angular muscle lines, and the whole person forcibly rushed to Lin Fei's side as if it was activated in an instant.
Boom!
The two of them collided, Chris Paul's body center of gravity shook obviously, Lin Fei's afterglow detected Chris Kaman's cover, did not chase directly, but retreated sharply to bypass Karman and slid again, when Lin Fei appeared on Paul's side again, Paul's face showed surprise.
New Orleans fans couldn't help but gasp, when did this Lin Fei's defense become so strong, just when everyone was surprised, Lin Fei did not stop his defense, the arch of his foot bent the strength of the whole body converged on the forefoot, and jumped out like a cheetah, when Paul reacted, in the face of Lin Fei's domineering and swift break, he could only hurriedly pull back and dodge, but he still failed to do so after a rhythm behind.
Syllable!
Lin Fei's palm made contact with the basketball, and the basketball immediately broke out of Paul's control and flew straight out of bounds.
Looking at the basketball that flew out of bounds, Lin Fei pounced, and the whole person flew almost parallel to each other.
Scarlett and Cuthbert's hands unconsciously clasped together.
Syllable!
When the palm of his hand reached the basketball, Lin Fei didn't have time to be happy, and threw the ball directly behind him, but he couldn't avoid the floor himself.
Boom!
The whole person fell heavily on the floor, and the back of his body and the billboard hit again. Clippers fans couldn't help but worry, for fear that Lin Fei would be injured.
The moment he hit the floor, Lin Fei clearly felt a slight pain in his waist, but common sense told him that it would not be a big deal if it was a hard injury.
The ball that Lin Fei was able to get back was not grabbed by the Clippers and still came to Paul's hands, but in the last second of the 24-second timer, Paul, who was a few steps away from the three-point line, hurriedly threw the ball.
Syllable!
The basketball bounced out directly in front of the basket, and Artest used his strong body to squeeze Peterson away and snatch the rebound, and immediately called a timeout.
The team doctor ran to Lin Fei with a first-aid kit, and his teammates surrounded him one by one.
"Lin, are you alright? Tell me, where do you hurt right now? Is it the waist and back? β
Lin Fei gritted his teeth, although it was a hard injury, it was also an abnormal pain at the moment, "It's the waist, but it's okay, it's just a hard injury." β
Hearing Lin Fei's words, the team doctor checked Lin Fei's waist and lifted the jersey, and Lin Fei's waist skin was red a lot.
Lin Fei looked around at his teammates around him, and showed a smile that reassured them, "I'm fine, it's just a hard injury!" β
The team doctor breathed a sigh of relief, the results of the examination were very good, and there were no serious injuries, but from the team doctor's point of view, he still hoped that Lin Fei would choose to rest.
After all, if it is not well controlled, it is likely to cause more injuries, "Can you still stand up?" β
"Yes!" Lin Fei replied unusually crisply, his palms supported the ground, and the whole person stood up and looked fine, but he could clearly feel the pain in his waist.
Mike Dunleavy called a long timeout, and Dunleavy asked eagerly, "How's his injury?" β
"It's not a big problem, it's just a hard ......"
"Can this game continue?" Dunleavy directly interrupted the team doctor's words, which was enough to see his urgent mood at the moment, after all, Lin Fei's big heart was incomparable to other players, and with Lin Fei, he wanted to have a bottom in his heart.
"It's better not to, although it's just a hard injury, but it can't be ruled out that it will deteriorate under the high-intensity confrontation, and the back injury can't be underestimated, so it's better not to let him play." The team doctor said truthfully in line with his profession.
"I'm fine, I can play!" Lin Fei, the party on the side, said, and Mike Dunleavy frowned.
"Lin, rest is the most important thing for you now, do you want to affect your entire career because of a hard injury?"
Lin Fei didn't think about it, "I know my physical condition, rest assured that I know how to do it, but I won't leave the scene, believe me!" "Lin, you are taking another risk, you have many such competitions in your career, and you should be responsible for yourself." The team doctor tried his best to persuade him.
"I'm not going to back down!" Lin Fei's persistence makes the team doctor speechless, under normal circumstances, the team doctor's words are the standard for players to play, but there are always some people who make them helpless, such as Kobe Bryant, such as Dwyane Wade, and now there are more Lin Fei on this list.
The team doctor set his eyes on Dunleavy, who nodded, and the team doctor could only reluctantly accept it.
"Lin is so desperate! His defense is like a mad dog, completely disregarding his body, and although this spirit is great, he should know that he is a professional athlete and should know how to protect himself! Jeff Van Gundy, although he admired Lin Fei's defense, did not agree. Indeed, the body is the capital of the revolution.
"Yes, but that's him, a paranoid madman." Bill Wharton glanced at Van Gundy and said, he understood Lin Fei's behavior.
"It seems that Lin must be injured, and it can be seen from the impact just now that he should be injured a lot, so it will be a test for the Clippers who are eager to tie or even get the final victory. Look at Scarlett and Cuthbert's nervous expressions, and as a man, I have to admire Lin's charm. Mark Jackson's words were a little sour.
"Lin should choose to rest now, although I am a super Lin Mi, I look forward to him to perform the drama of the hero's return, but the health of the body is the most important thing. This is far more important than this game, but I know that Lin Fei guy will not compromise easily. Bill Wharton said from his own experience that if there is no injury, he can definitely become one of the greatest centers in history, so he knows the horror of injury, but at the same time he also knows Lin Fei's surname, so he can only smile helplessly.
"He's still playing!" Bill Wharton looked at Lin Fei who walked on the field, and his voice was a little helpless.
(To be continued)