Dumas's introduction disgusted the unruly Pistons players, what do you mean to cheer us on? We can't use it.

Hua Ben and others guessed that this old woman was here to use them as bricks to step on the spotlight to make money, what do you mean, why didn't you come to the first show? Do you think the Pistons will be swept by the Lakers? Now seeing that the Pistons' strength no longer seems to be below the Lakers, and they are running to earn popularity, how can there be so many good things?

Granholm is a great politician, and a good politician has to be good at reading words, and even though the unhappiness only flashes on the faces of the Pistons players, she still captures it. Seeing that she didn't care, she smiled and said: "Dear young men, thank you for bringing an Eastern champion to our city, I apologize for not being able to thank you in time, you know, the situation in the Middle East is very unstable now, and we were all discussing this matter before yesterday

It's none of your business, I'm here to tell you that before the last game, I made a bet with the Arnold guy, I bet that Detroit would win the championship, and Arnold certainly believes that the Lakers are the destiny, and all in all, we two old guys made a bet. ”

"Arnold?" Waben asked rhetorically, feeling that things were getting a little funny.

Granholm smiled happily, "Yes, Arnold, it's that Schwarzenegger guy." ”

"What's the stake?" Dumas asked in time, giving a good hand.

Granholm shook his fat fingers and laughed: "The stakes are big: if the Lakers win the championship, Arnold will give me a delicious Californian meal with red wine, asparagus, strawberries and a burger made by Kbay (California's most famous private fast food restaurant) on the condition that I wear a Lakers jersey." And I can't refuse the Lakers players to eat at the same table. ”

She laughed and continued, "Of course, if we win the championship, I'll give him some gifts, all of our Michigan specialties, such as barbecue, hash browns, starter soda (Detroit's a local soda brand, cheap for workers with little money) and chocolate wrapped in Michigan cherries, and with one look at me, Arnold must also eat in the Pistons' jersey, and if you ask to eat at the same table, he can't say no." ”

Hearing this, the Pistons players were happy, and Mirisic smiled with his big hands: "Schwarzenegger? It's amazing, in fact he's my childhood idol, Madam Governor, prepare your presents, and I promise you for our captain that you'll have a chance to take a picture with the O'Brien Cup. ”

The governor posed for a photo with the O'Brien Cup in his arms, which is also part of the NBA tradition, and American politicians also pay attention to participating in these events, which helps to win votes.

Hua Ben nodded and said, "As you wish." ”

Granholm smiled with satisfaction, shook his big ass and turned to walk to the golden seat behind the bench.

"If this guy is willing to play, he must be a good rebounder, and his back is not bad, look at his big ass, except for Charles. Barkley, I've never seen anyone with a butt this big. Rashid chuckled.

The Lakers changed their starting lineup this time, and in Huaben's surprised gaze, the big screen above the court reported the starters of both sides:

Center O'Neal, power forward Malone, small forward George, and playmaking guard Payton are all normal, but the scoring guard is Fisher who appears on the screen! In other words, the Zen master is going to play a lineup of double point guards!

"How could Kobe Bryant accept the status of a substitute?!" Huaben opened his mouth wide in shock, and on the Lakers' bench, Kobe Bryant had an ice pack on his knee and a ball in his hand, which was quite leisurely.

O'Neill and Rashid jumped the ball, and Wabben took the initiative to greet him: "See you again, fat man, are you comfortable in our Detroit these days?" ”

Is it comfortable?

As soon as O'Neill stood on the halfway circle, a fan put up a card that read: "Be careful, be careful of being beaten and cried."

To explain here, O'Neill's full name is Shaq. La Thorne. O'Neill's English name is shaq.rashaun.oneal, where rashaun means fighter, indomitable warrior, and shaq means 'little one', sending his mother's deep love for him.

O'Neal's mother must have imagined what kind of big man she would grow into when she created a prehistoric monster for the NBA and dedicated a sports legend to fans around the world.

Just as the game was about to start, the fans spontaneously began to shout: "NBA! now－beat－losangel！ nba！ now－beat－losangel！ nba！ now－beat－losangel！ ”

Thousands of fans held up billboards that had been prepared long ago, with the words "NBA=N(NOW)B(Beat)A(LOSANGEL), kill LA now."

"It's angry, fatty, it seems that the fans all over the world hate you." Waben said with a sigh.

O'Neal was trembling by Waben's angry lips, as if he had two fat sausages in his mouth, "Don't fucking give me this set, Ben, fucking wait until you get to Los Angeles the day after tomorrow, our fans will greet you well when you get to Los Angeles!" ”

The angry shark's combat power is terrifying, including the jump ball, his arm span is 228 cm, and the bounce can rank in the top ten in the center.

This time, O'Neill paid special attention to the flying arc of the ball, and forced Rashid to pick the ball to Fisher.

Fisher took the ball and ran nimbly around the three-point line, his round little body running as fast as a landmine.

His lethality was also comparable to that of a landmine, and Billups didn't pay attention to it, and the ball threw him into the air in the box.

O'Neill jumped up with a 'whoosh', and his huge body rubbed against the air to produce a stream of air, making Hua Ben, who was looking directly at him, tremble for a moment.

The basketball flew over the hoop, O'Neal opened his right arm angrily, received the ball and pulled it down, and happily smashed the ball into the hoop.

For such a cooperation, Hua Ben could only smile bitterly, it was impossible for him to destroy O'Neill's air relay. The shark's bounce, reach, awareness, and strength have ensured him to set a record for not having an air relay blocked since entering the league.

At the beginning of the 2:0 game, the fans at the scene let out wild 'boos', O'Neal scored, and everyone else gave their middle fingers up except for a few Lakers fans.

Billups was sparkling bald, and Fisher actually got the first assist above his head? Didn't you slap me in the face?

"Do you really think of yourself as the 96 golden generation?" Billups said disdainfully, slapping the ball.

Fisher's trash talk is not under Kobe, and this season he has even gotten Payton's true biography, sneering: "Do you doubt the ability of our 96 generation? Instead of citing those famous people, just say that your villain boss Ben. Wallace, he"

"Don't throw Lao Tzu into 96, Lao Tzu is different from you college students, I broke out by myself, what about you? It's a fucking shit league made with ads! Hua Ben scolded irritably, in fact, he said this very unconfidently, the whole world, it seems that he has a perfect life system hidden in his head.

Billups passed the ball to Warburn and ran towards the horns with Fisher, Hamilton ran back, and Billups got a big foot out in time to jam Wharton Jr.

"Grass, do you want to fall me to death?" Wharton got up and roared.

Who cares about you? Wajben turned around gorgeously with the ball, O'Neill's huge body blocked it in time, and it happened that Hamilton ran out of the empty space, so there was no need to hesitate to pass the ball!

The Masked Man received the ball, and his willow-like waist twisted, turning and jumping up in Wharton's horrified gaze.

"Boom!" The sound of striking iron sounded clearly.

"Holy!" A good-natured person like Hamilton couldn't help but scold.

"Alas!" The fans who got up to celebrate sighed and sat down again.

"Mine!" Some people will not be disappointed, perhaps it is the influence of Big Ben's subconscious, Huaben's love for rebounding is second only to beauty, the sound of iron sounded, Huaben turned around and stuck O'Neal, stepped on the floor with his big foot, and his vigorous body was like a dragon out of the sea, pressing the shark to jump up wildly, and grabbed the ball into his arms with a slap.

Wabbon struggled to his feet, and O'Neill jumped up, holding his big hand up and waiting for the block.

"What about you swatting flies?" Wabbon laughed and looked up, and when O'Neal descended, he jumped up from the side and dunked the ball into the hoop. The shark could only stare dryly, and couldn't reach it if he wanted to foul.

Turning around, O'Neal reached for the ball, Payton passed the ball and shifted to the inside, Prince subconsciously pounced and Warben sandwiched O'Neal.

The shark didn't panic, smirked, the ball that had just arrived flew out again, Prince turned his head to look, and Payton, who had just let go, took the ball and ran three steps inside, and with O'Neal's cover, he jumped up and raised his wrist and easily sent the ball into the hoop.

"Well done, Shaq!" Peyton howled and slapped the shark's buttocks, and O'Neal improvised a bully step, the big ass twisted and twisted, and the footsteps were messy but with a unique rhythm, which was quite beautiful.

The Zen master couldn't stand it anymore, he stood up and shouted, "Seriously, boys, this is the finals!" ”

The Pistons seized the opportunity to fight back quickly, and Billups crossed the half court with the ball in a few big strides like an armor-piercing bullet. Rashid took a stand outside the three-point line and Billups slotted the ball up.

Payton hurried up to make up for it, Rashid turned his head and shook his hand and sent the ball to Hamilton on the wing, the Mask Man attracted Wharton's defense, and transferred the ball again, just outside the bottom corner three-point line, Prince just ran to it.

"Damn, the strong and weak sides are shifted!" Peyton yelled, but before he could stand his feet, he turned and ran to the bottom corner.

It was too late, Prince received the ball and immediately took a shot, the ball spanned half the court, spun and left an orange mark in the air, and landed accurately into the hoop.

"Great goal!" The fans stood up and waved.

At 4:5, the Pistons began to take the lead.

Prince waved to the fans in a low-key manner, chased Payton to the frontcourt, and the glove counterattack was fast enough.

When O'Neill arrived in the penalty area, the pass of the glove also arrived, and the shark took three steps directly with the ball, baring his teeth and rushing towards Huaben.

(To be continued)