Chapter 313: Classics

Chapter 313 Classics

"Jermaine. O'Neal fouled, and Jermaine turned out to be very uncool against Kobe Bryant outside the three-point line. Bryant fouled, and the West, which had already been sentenced to death, came back to life, and as long as Kobe Bryant hit three basketballs, the West would tie the score...... "Kenny. Smith was yelling.

I'm crazy and I'm a few steps to Jermaine. O'Neill grabbed his clothes in front of him and clenched his fists, and I wanted to give him a peach blossom. This guy is a total jerk!

"What are you doing? What are you doing? "Tracy. McGrady hugged my waving arm, followed by Michael. Jordan came over and hugged me.

Alan. Iverson used his skinny frame to separate me from Jermaine. O'neill.

The referee came running and told me to calm down or blew me for a foul.

Isaiah. Thomas quickly blew a long timeout.

"What's going on?" Isaiah. Thomas no longer had a smile on his face.

"You ask him!" I pointed to Jermaine. O'Neill yelled, "! He wants to lose the game, he doesn't want Michael to take the MVP! ”

"What?"

"Huh?" All the people were stunned.

"I didn't, I just wanted to fan Kobe Bryant. Bryant's shot, I didn't think it would be fouled! "Jermaine. O'Neill's face was determined.

"You liar! Tracy has defended it in place, what are you going to do? And you're not going towards basketball at all, you're completely towards Kobe's hands! ”

"I didn't ......" Jermaine. O'Neal gritted his teeth and made a mistake, not on purpose.

"That's the end of it! No one is allowed to go out and talk about it from now on! "Michael. Jordan looked at Jermaine coldly. O'Neill glanced at it, then came to a conclusion.

"Isaiah, what do you think we're going to do next?" Michael. After Jordan saw that everyone nodded, he turned his head to the smiling assassin Isaiah. Thomas asked.

"There's 1.3 seconds left, it's our last timeout, we're running out of timeouts, let's get ready for overtime!"

"Ben, you replace Jermaine, after you come on the court, you and Kwamei must control the rebound!"

"Let's say Kobe Bryant hit three of three free throws, then we're going to play overtime, and if one of the first two free throws misses, there are two possibilities for his third time, the first is to smash the basket hard to grab the rebound ball, and the second is to foul the off-ball guy while we're on the ball, and if that's the case, we're going to ...... "Isaiah. Thomas kept drawing lines on the tactical board, analyzing all possible scenarios and various targeted tactics.

The referee is already urging.

I stood up and walked to the court with the crowd. Bryant was already at the free-throw line and ready for the final free throw.

I don't want overtime, Michael. Jordan has been on the court for too long in this game, and from the physical side, Isaiah. There's a good chance that Thomas won't let Michael go back in overtime. Jordan played, which made him lose a lot of points in the MVP selection, and once someone plays well in overtime, it is very likely that the MVP will go to someone else. So the battle must be completely resolved in the last 1.3 seconds, and there must be no overtime.

I frowned and thought about what tactics I should use in this situation, what I should do, how I could use 1.3 seconds to score a goal from the baseline.

"Michael!" I patted Michael. Jordan's shoulders.

"Huh? What's up? "Michael. Jordan turned his head and asked!

"If it's tied, I'll go to the baseline ball, you go straight to the opponent's paint area, I think I can pass the ball to you!" I whispered to Michael. Jordan said.

"Are you sure?" Michael. Jordan had a hint of distrust on his face.

"In the last 1.3 seconds, I can't think of any other chances to score, I think it's more likely!" I said lightly.

"Good! I'm waiting for your pass, preferably the kind of dunk that can relay in the air! "Michael. Jordan nodded.

"I'll do my best!" I nodded.

Bryant. Bryant stood at the free throw line and kept patting the referee's passing basketball, and after countless aiming, he finally threw the basketball in his hand.

The basketball was a little short and smashed into the basket, but the basketball still went into the basket.

Bryant. Bryant made the second free throw, and with the first shot as a benchmark, the second shot was much more perfect, and he shot straight into the basket.

The most critical moment came, and everyone focused their attention on Kobe Bryant. Bryant in the hands of the basketball on Kobe Bryant. Bryant's basketball in his hands this time in a sense determined the next trend of the game.

I bent down and put my right arm up to defend against Dirk. Nowitzki rushed to the basket to grab the rebound, and Ben Bush across from me was on the opposite side. Wallace was also trying to lean out of his body in an attempt to keep his opponent out.

Bryant. Bryant frowned slightly, stretched out his tongue and swept it his own dry lips, then raised the basketball in his hand, looked at the basket, and threw the basketball out.

To enter or not to enter, countless people are looking forward to it, and countless people want to know whether this basketball flying in the air will eventually fall into the basket.

But as a player, you can't predict the final outcome of this basketball, and everyone can only plan for the worst, and they have to arrange according to the basketball not scored.

Me and Ben. Wallace turned around, his body was horizontal, and the entire basket was controlled in the hands of the two of us, but the Western interior behind him was not to be outdone. Garnett had already jumped high with his arms outstretched in an attempt to slap the basketball away from our heads. Nowitzki slammed me and Ben hard. Wallace between the gaps.

The basketball slowly fell, and the basketball fell into the basket in the eyes of everyone.

"The ball is in! Bryant. Bryant held up at the critical moment, he hit three free throws and three free throws, he equalized the score again, there were 1.3 seconds left in the fourth quarter, and there was no timeout in the East, they could only shoot from the baseline, and it took them at least 3 seconds to take the basketball through the half court, 1.3 three seconds is simply not enough, this game will go into a 5-minute overtime battle......" DJ on the scene was roaring loudly, explaining his opinion.

I ignored anyone, including Isaiah who was yelling from the bench. Thomas, I ran straight to the baseline to catch the basketball thrown by the fan, and looked at Michael, who was sprinting to the opponent's basket. Jordan, estimating how far he was from the basket, glanced at my nearest Western Conference player, Kevin. Garnett, he didn't even come over to interfere with my ball, maybe they really thought it was going to be overtime.

Almost, Michael. Jordan has already rushed to the bottom of the opposition, and if I throw the ball over now, I think he's just in time for an aerial relay.

The ball flew up, flew out of my hand, and flew through the longest arc in NBA history toward the basket in the West.

The basketball flew over one person, two people, three people ......, and by the time someone felt wrong and was ready to chase the ball, the basketball had already reached Michael, who was jumping high. Jordan's hands.

I haven't met Michael. Jordan's style of dunking when he was young, I have never seen a wonderful shot of him being named "Flyer", but today I seem to see that young Flyer.

Michael. Jordan actually slid in the air for 1 second, and then slammed the basketball into the hoop!

The lights are on! It's boiling!

Michael. Jordan ended his performance at the NBA All-Star Game in a perfect way, leaving behind a shot not of a bleak back, not the tragedy of a hero's twilight, but another classic.

"Thank you!" Michael. Jordan hugged me

"You're welcome!" I replied softly.

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