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In the fifth minute of the fourth quarter, the Wizards replaced me again. I've been playing against Tim Duncan in normal play, and we've been battling two guys who say center is not center, and big forward is not big forward for almost 3o minutes.

I pushed Tim Duncan to keep him out of the paint, and he suddenly went outside, got a pass from Tony Parker, turned around and was facing me.

Dizzy! At this time, I can't defend him closely!

I let go of a step to prevent him from breaking through because I was too close.

Tim Duncan took the ball with both hands, and suddenly took a step forward with his left foot, and I quickly shifted my weight to the right, but Duncan quickly retracted his left foot, and the ball hit the ground and burst in from the right side, and I quickly moved left, stuck the position along the 45-degree angle, and squeezed his offensive space with force.

Tim Duncan used his left foot as the axis again, and a big turn broke through my right side. There was no one under the basket anymore, a very easy layup.

That's Stone Buddha Duncan, and that's the strength of the best power forward in NBA history. A series of dazzling shots after feints, and a breakthrough after a series of feints, made everyone who defended him suffer.

Michael Jordan was on the ball, I was inside tightly squeezing Tim Duncan behind me, Richard Hamilton was running to the baseline, Christian Leitner was pulling David Robinson at the top of the right arc in the paint, and Hubert Davis was at a 45-degree angle on the left.

Michael Jordan passed the ball to me, it wasn't my range, and my back-to-back singles were definitely the wrong choice for Tim Duncan. The purpose of the ball was for me to be able to play a pivotal role. I quickly poured the ball to Hubert Davis.

Hubert Davis quickly broke through to the inside, the inside line was empty, and David Robinson was caught up by Christian Leitner and couldn't come out to make up for it. Tim Duncan had no choice but to let me go.

I smashed into the paint from behind Tim Duncan and Hubert Davis' ball was just right in my hands. I'm a dunk with the ball!

"Smack!"

"Tick!"

My forearm was flushed red, and Tim Duncan's right hand was thrust into my arm.

Foul!

Two free throws!

My forearm was a little numb, so I moved a little, took the ball from the referee, aimed at the basket, and shot!

The basketball smashed into the basket, and Tim Duncan's foul was so hard that my shooting was affected.

I adjusted a bit and took the second penalty!

I aimed at the basketball again, but the foul was really hard and my basketball bounced on the basket again! There was another mess under the basket.

David Robinson held the basketball aloft and shook his elbows in an attempt to stop the scramble.

The Wizards' quick retreat!

Tony Parker dribbled unhurriedly outside the three-point line, slowly looking for opportunities, Tim Duncan came out to block, and Tony Parker cut in from a 45-degree angle.

I rushed to fill in the position, Tony Parker threw the basketball outside the three-point line without looking back, and Tim Duncan passed the ball straight to the bottom corner without stopping.

Steve Smith was there, the most difficult position to defend, and the moment Tim Duncan got the ball, Richard Hamilton, who was defending Steve Smith, left his original defensive position and tried to defend Tim Duncan.

Ball in!

Three points!

The score was tied again.

At this time, the wizards need heroes to come out!

Obviously, this hero can only be Michael Jordan, and I am just a pawn next to the hero.

Michael Jordan dribbled, poured the ball twice with Richard Hamilton on the outside, the ball was in Jordan's hand again, I went out to block Michael, Michael Jordan got behind me, a stop, jumped, the ball shot!

1 step inside the three-point line, a precise mid-range shot.

Sometimes the scoring is as simple as that, Tim Duncan didn't follow, the defense was a little early, and there was no one to wrap Jordan, which gave Jordan plenty of room to shoot. The score opened again by 2 points.

Tony Parker got inside on the pick-and-roll, and Christian Leitner's defense blocked his lead, but he cleverly passed the ball under Christian Leitner's armpit, and it was David Robinson.

The admiral is old, but the old admiral is still an admiral.

I stretched out my arm and tried to interfere with his shot, but he gave me a powerful dunk.

Once again, the score was flat.

The score bites too hard!

At this time, there must not be a trace of mistakes, and if you make a mistake, you will definitely lose this game.

Both teams need heroes, and the soil for producing heroes is already fertile!

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