"The basketball went to Kwamei. Brown in the hands, Kenyon. Martin and Jason. Collins in the pinch, Richard. Jefferson also came over, and the three of them were caught in the Kwame guard. Brown, look at Kwame. Brown, Attack! Idol! Oh, my God! Kwame. Brown knocked down his defender Jason again. Collins, once again ended the battle with a very violent dunk, he used his bloody violence to once again turn the Nets' interior into paper, he used his bloodthirsty fangs to capture one battle fortress after another for the Wizards, he put the Wizards in the lead throughout the game, he will be one of the best centers in NBA history, I can't imagine anyone else who can stop him, you have to know that he is only 21 years old, and this is only his second season, And his table xiàn is definitely MVP level ././"

"Even! Oh, my God! It's Dennis again. Rodman, Dennis. Rodman grabbed the rebound again, and he passed it straight to Michael. Jordan, and Michael. Jordan is another sword on the three-point line, and I see the iron triangle of the Bulls dynasty again, but the other corner is no longer the former Batman Scottie. Pippen, and became what is now Kwame. Brown! Still, I would like to ask, Dennis. Whether Rodman's food poisoning was true or not, if I remember correctly, after coming on in the 6th minute of the second quarter, Dennis . Rodman has grabbed nine rebounds, and he's only played eight minutes so far. ”

"Chauncey. Billups scoops the ball from beyond the three-point line, Jason. Kidd is on the defensive. One. No one from the Wizards came out to pick up and see Chauncey. What to do with Billups's ball, stop, turn, rush in, stop again, change direction! Got in, Chauncey. Billups has burst in, even! Mygod, Chauncey. Billups in Richard. When Jefferson came out to make up for it. Throw the basketball into the sky, yes! He threw the basketball into the sky, not at the basket, but there was a caron above the sky. Butler was waiting. He fell from the sky and pressed the basketball into the hoop, it was really beautiful......"

"Kenyon. Martin scoops the ball with his back, Kwame. Brown withstood him, Kenyon. Martin couldn't turn around and pass the ball and he passed the basketball back to Jason. Kidd, Jason. Kidd tossed the basketball to the basket again, Kenyon. Martin bypassed Kwame. Brown, straight to the basket, he catches the basketball. He's going to have an air relay! Idol! Brandon. Heywood appears in Kenyon. Martin's side, which he gave to Kenyon. Martin is a big hat, he fanned the basketball straight into the stands, it was really beautiful......"

"The Wizards are going crazy, they're completely crazy, and everyone thinks that the Wizards with a broken roster are going to suffer a complete defeat at the Big 6 Air Center. Jordan, Kwame. Brown, Dennis. Rodman, Brandon. Heywood, Caron. Butler, Chauncey. Billups told everyone with goal after goal and defense after defense: they are the real powerhouses, they are the team that can make it to the finals......"

64:87

The home team is in front, the away team is behind, at the end of the third quarter. The Wizards took a full 23-point lead as Dennis Brown. Rodman walked out of the locker room, the Wizards' interior line became more dynamic, and the Nets' already poor interior combination was suppressed by the Wizards.

And on the outside line, in Michael. Jordan, Chauncey. Billups, Caron. Butler's three men did not hesitate to run and break through. The Wizards also locked up the Nets' offense.

The Wizards played their best three quarters since I joined, perhaps the best three quarters since the Washington Wizards were founded. These three quarters of the game are not because of how smoothly we play the offense, not because of how solid we organize the defense, but because everyone comes on the court and scoops out 2oo% motivation, and everyone makes their little universe burn to the top, especially Dennis. Rodman, the guy who tattooed all over his body, let everyone know how capable he was, and within 11 minutes of him pulling out the drips and going on the court, he scooped down a full 1o rebounds, and he let Kenyon who was opposite him. Martin completely disappeared from the ring. He said he was my fan, and I actually wanted to say to him: I was his fan.

The Wizards put a folded cushion in front of the bench. Rodman, Michael. Jordan, Cuarón. Butler, Chauncey. Billups occupies a mattress each, lying on top of it for the person behind him to massage and relax his tired body to the fullest.

We're really tired, I've been playing for 36 minutes, Michael. Jordan played 31 minutes, and Caron. Butler played 36 minutes. Billups played 32 minutes, and even Dennis Brown, who came on after pulling out the drip. Rodman has also been on the pitch for 11 minutes. The price we paid for our 23-point lead over the Nets was the physical exhaustion of a few of us.

"Kwame! Is it okay? "Doug. Collins asked with concern as he half-knelt in front of me, his head bowed.

"I think I can play another 48 minutes!" I nodded vigorously.

"Hmmm! Excellent!" Doug. Collins nodded vigorously and turned to Jim, the team doctor, who was grabbing my wrist and counting silently. Johnson asked, "What's the heartbeat?" ”

“174！” Jim. Johnson shook his head and said with some frustration.

"Good!" Doug. Collins said expressionlessly, lowered his head again, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Hurry up and rest." ”

After saying that, Doug. Collins walked up to Michael. Jordan beside him, asked softly, "How do you feel?" Need a break? ”

Michael. Jordan let out a long breath of turbidity in his chest and said affirmatively: "There is no problem!" ”

Doug. Collins nodded slightly, then turned his head to grab Michael. Jordan's wrist measures the heartbeat of Jim. Johnson said, "How much? ”

“178！” Jim. Johnson replied again, shaking his head and worried.

"Hurry up and rest!" Doug. Collins frowned and turned to Caron. Butler walked ......

“175!” ……

“172！” ……

Doug. Collins after scooping everyone's heartbeats counted. His brow furrowed even tighter. Never a smoker, he unexpectedly pulled out a cigar and lit it.

But this is clearly not a victory cigar for Cardinal Mr. Auerbach, which can only make Doug . Mr. Collins was even more melancholy.

Under normal circumstances, people's heartbeat is generally between 6o and 9o, and most of the heartbeats after strenuous exercise will not exceed the range of 15o - 18o.

None of the heartbeats of the Wizards lying on the folding mattress exceeded the upper limit of 18o, but each of them was very close to 18o. This shows that these people who have worked the field have now reached their limit, if they continue to fight so the field. There's a good chance that something unimaginable will happen on the pitch.

Doug. Collins was hesitating, he didn't know what to do next, he didn't know who he was going to play in the fourth quarter, he didn't know if the guys who were lying on the folding mattress would have something that everyone didn't want.

The atmosphere on the Wizards' side was dreary. Although the score is 23 points ahead, no one knows what to do next.

"Coax!"

"Ahh

There was a sudden burst of loud shouting in the stadium, and countless fans in the stadium suddenly shouted at the home team's bench.

I looked up, and now Byron. Scott's white tactical board was flying in the air, and I didn't know what was going on on the Nets' bench, so I quickly looked at the big screen, hoping for a replay of the footage on the big screen.

Thanks to the advanced broadcasting technology in the United States, and thanks to the Big 6 Aviation Center for installing 25 cameras on this small stadium, thanks to these cameras so that there is no dead spot in this stadium.

The directors were very empathetic to broadcast the scene taken by the camera facing the home team's bench: Byron who was half-crouching to explain tactics. Scott didn't know why. Suddenly, he stood up, kicked the board he had just written, and began to curse.

"Look at the tillers on the other side, you all fucking look at the tillers on the other side, see how many of them there are, how many people there are!" Always mild-mannered Byron. Scott was growling at the Nets players.

"There were only 8 of them! There are only 8 people, and two of these 8 people are old men in their 4o years, and one of them has just pulled out the drip and rushed over! ”

"Look at the score on the big screen, it's not that we're 23 points behind, it's not that we're 23 points ahead!"

"The opponent is missing at least two main players! And what about you? None of you are injured! But look at the games you guys played! What the fuck are you guys playing! Are you middle school students? Or a schoolboy? You are not even as good as an old man in your 4O, what kind of basketball do you play, what NBA championship do you still compete, just like you bears. Why don't you die! ”

"Everyone knows how important the battle of Tianwang Mountain is, and everyone knows how important the battle of Tianwang Mountain is. Basically, it was determined whether the team would advance to the next round, and I told you countless times before the game to cheer up and work hard, but what about you? You can't grab the rebounds and you can't grab Dennis. Rodman, that old man, you actually let an old man in his 4o grab 1o rebounds in 11 minutes in front of you, and there are 4 rebounds in the frontcourt. ”

"Michael. Jordan is a god! But that's in the past, he's been playing this year, and he's not the same Michael he used to be. Jordan, look how you guys defend him, you guys made him scoop up 21 points in the first three quarters! It's really amazing! You fucking let a 4o old man scoop up 21 points in the first three quarters, you fucking go eat shit! ”

"Kwame. Brown is very good, it's a little difficult to defend him alone, but you fucking have a few people guarding him, you fucking three people guarding him, not one person, the three of you actually let him get 3o points, and this is still the first three quarters! How many points do you want him to score after the game, 4o points? Or do you get 5o points? You're three fucking people! ”

"Caron. Butler is a rookie this year, a rookie! And he's not the champion, he's not Yao Ming, he's not Stoudemire, he's just a No. 10 show, fuck you look at how many points he's scored, he's already scooped down 15 points, it's still the first three quarters, do you want him to scoop up 3o points after the game? ”

“……”

Growl!

This is an absolute rant!

Byron. Scott was roaring hysterically, perhaps he had tried to suppress the anger in his chest, but it was clear that he hadn't.

But if it were me, I guess I wouldn't be able to suppress the raging fire in my chest. After all, the opponent is full of injuries, but his own side is strong, and the game is like this, no one who is the head coach can suppress the anger in his chest.

"Byron! We have a fourth session! "Nets boss Jason. Kidd in Byron. Scott stood up between the moments of his roar and said with a stern face, and his voice seemed to be filled with a momentum of looking at death as if he were at home.

"Fourth quarter?" Byron. Scott didn't continue to rant, he looked seriously at the elegant man in front of him, and he seemed to confirm the possibility of a comeback in the fourth quarter.

"Yes! In the fourth quarter, we'll get it back! "Kenyon. Martin and Richard. Jefferson also stood up and replied with a stern expression, their voices filled with determination.

"Trust us! Byron! "Carey. Kittels jumped out word by word, his voice full of absolute confidence.

"Good! I believe in you! "Byron. Scott lowered his voice and said seriously: "Win or lose!" I want you to fight like a man! ”

"Fight like a man!" The Nets shouted in unison.

"Kill those old men!" The Nets' bench was full of blood......

On the big screen, the Nets' replay of what was born on the bench was constantly replayed, and every word they said was transmitted to every corner of the arena through the guò amplifier.

It's still quiet on the Wizards' side, and everyone is too tired.

"Old man? Dennis, they're talking you're an old man! "Michael. Jordan turned his head towards Dennis. Rodman said with a smile.

"Fart! Am I that old? "Dennis. Rodman fought back angrily: "They're obviously talking about you, you're over 4o!" ”

"I'm not old! I feel like I'm full of energy and I'm definitely not old! Even if you play for another 48 minutes, there will be absolutely no problems! "Michael. Jordana shot back.

"I can do it too! Lao Tzu played another 96 minutes without the slightest problem! "Dennis. Rodman said.

"Then let's give them some color and let them know why they lost by 23 points in the first three quarters!" Michael. Jordan suddenly smiled and said sternly.

"That's a good idea! I like it! "Dennis. Rodman laughed. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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