Chapter 173: This is the playoffs!

Injuries are always infuriating, but fortunately I only had skin injuries, although I was a little dizzy at the time, but it didn't cause much consequence, so my anger was relatively limited, but there was still a trace of anger buried in my heart.

Fifteen minutes later, I was on the sidelines and the score was 5o:52 with the Wizards trailing by two points.

Dead Ball! Wizards substitution!

Doug. Corinth will replace my Etan. Thomas replaces.

Etan. Thomas high-fived me on the sidelines and said, "Kwame! I withstood it! It's up to you! Don't let us down! ”

I nodded solemnly, this game carries everyone's hope, this is the first playoff home game for the Washingtonians in so many years, not only the fans, all the players want to be able to win such a special game on their home turf, and I hope to be able to win this game.

"Leave it to me!" I said with certainty that I shifted my wrist guard to the most comfortable position and walked firmly onto the court.

Now it's all the main force to cut off, Ben. Wallace, the four-guilty guy, was also put on the court! I walked past Christian. Beside Leitner, Leitner suddenly grabbed me and whispered:

"The referee seems to have relaxed on the penalty scale, and some fouls that can be blown or not blown just now have not been blown, pay attention to yourself!"

I nodded!

Stand up and shout: "Score this goal, tie the score!" After saying that, I worked hard and Ben. Wallace scrambles for position.

"Boy! , you're not Jordan, if you want to score, you're still 10,000 years away! "Ben. Wallace glared angrily and pressed against me.

I stopped talking nonsense with him and turned around and ran backwards to Chauncey outside the three-point line. Billups does the pick-and-roll.

Chauncey. Billups catches me and Christian. Leitner's two consecutive blocks and covers, staggering out of the Pistons' defense.

Me and Christian. Leitner hurried to the basket, trying to scramble for the rebound that might have been saved in the frontcourt.

Courtney. Alexander blocks Jerry. Stackhouse, Richard. Hamilton faced Collins as he flew from one side. Williams, bravely shot the basketball in his hand.

The basketball smashed into the hoop and Ben and I. Wallace jumped together in hand-to-hand combat, and I could feel the bouncy muscles in the air as the two of us bounced off slightly, perhaps the most space between the two of us.

My left hand is in reach of the basketball, Ben. Wallace reached for the basketball with his right hand. Both palms touched the basketball almost at the same time, and the basketball flew straight into the air again under the action of our two palms.

There are countless gifted people in this world, and it is clear that there are many talented people in this alliance. Wallace didn't belong to me in terms of strength or bouncing, he was inferior to me only in his height.

Me and Ben. Once again, Wallace jumped at the same time, and the basketball was once again slapped into the air by the palms of both of us, but this time the basketball was slightly off my side, and my height played a big role.

The third time I jumped, the basketball was finally in my hand. But when I landed with my feet ready to jump again and dunk the basketball to the basket, I felt a shadow hang over my head!

My palms were slapped hard, the balls in both hands were fanned far, far away, and then the man in the air slammed into me, and I was knocked to the ground, and the figure used me as a human cushion and sat on top of me.

It's Clifford. Robinson!

I'm going to sit on top of Clifford. Robinson pushed away, stood up, and shook his fist to *** beat him, scolding in his mouth: "You *** don't want to live anymore!" ”

Christian. Lightner hugged me and shouted in my ear, "He did it on purpose!" He's deliberately trying to provoke you! Don't be fooled! Don't be fooled!"

Richard. Hamilton immediately called a timeout! There was boos in the stadium!

"Mr. Referee! This is a malicious foul! This should be expelled from the field! Kwame. Brown was maliciously bumped by him while holding the ball, which is a second-degree malicious foul! ”

Richard. Hamilton and Chauncey. Billups surrounded the referee and kept complaining!

"Mr. Referee, I was threatened, you must have heard Kwame just now. Brown's words, he threatened me: I don't want to live anymore! I think you should be punished severely! It must be punished severely! Otherwise this game will definitely turn into a brawl and you have to know Kwamei. Brown has a criminal record! ”

If it's not a game, if Christian. Lightner didn't hug me, I swear I'm going to *** beat this bastard to death! He did it on purpose! It must have been deliberately to provoke my anger and get rid of me before it was too late! Then completely smash the Wizards' defense into a sieve.

This has to be Rick. Chris arranged it, he knew that although I was a little unconfident, I was also very short-tempered, so he arranged for Zelko. Rebraca and Clifford. Robinson and others kept viciously fouling me, constantly arousing my anger and making me completely lose control.

Do it all! Such a bastard's tricks can be figured out! If it weren't for Christian. Lightner is cunning, I really got hit this time! The Wizards are definitely another fiasco!

Doug. Collins swapped me in, Etan. Thomas was substituted again and I was given a warning by the referee. Robinson gave a technical foul. But seeing him walk off the field with a smug smile made my lungs explode!

Rick. Chris is in and Clifford. Robinson high-fives, Rick. Chris was smiling so sweetly, they were completely premeditated!

I sat on the bench with my eyes staring straight at the Pistons. Chris, Clifford. Robinson, Zelco. Rebraca, I want to keep them in my mind, I swear I'll make them look good, and I'll make them regret it!

Maybe I'm too murderous, or maybe it's Michael. Jordan cared too much about me. Michael. Jordan had a wheelchair push over and he blocked my gaze from the Pistons bench.

"Angry? Still can't figure it out? "Michael. Jordan looked at me blankly.

"But this is the playoffs!" Michael. Jordan said slowly.

"In order to win, you can use a qiē method! As long as the rules allow, all methods are allowed, provoke you, abolish you, are allowed! As long as they can get the win! ”

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