Chapter Seventy-Six: No Heroes, All Heroes
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The score is tied again! With 53 seconds left, time is running out!
Doug Collins asked for a 2o second timeout!
"53 seconds, three more attacks, we have the ball, our first attack has 24 seconds, even if we don't score, we still have one more chance! Consume 24 seconds first"
"Kwame, you come out and make a block for Michael, Michael breaks through from here, and then he takes the ball back, Hubert, you cut to the bottom line from here, Kwame will pass the ball to you, if there is a three-pointer in the open space, if there is no chance, Michael, you cut here, I believe you can shoot here, understand? Kwame, you and Christian should pay attention to grabbing frontcourt rebounds, be tough, now the referee will not give a foul lightly, we are at home! Do you understand? ”
The suspension ends.
Michael slowly dribbled on the outside, consuming time, when the number above the rebound became 8, I moved, I ran to the outside to make a block for Michael Jordan, Michael Jordan broke through at a 45-degree angle, I retreated to outside the three-point line, ready to receive the ball, but Tim Duncan followed me out of the three-point line, the inside line was empty, Michael Jordan went directly into the paint area, jumped up directly in the face of Bruce Bowen who came to the defense, raised the basketball in his hand with his right hand and dunked it towards the basket.
No one expected Tim Duncan to follow me out of the three-point line, or perhaps it was arranged by Greg **vic, who was afraid that I would shoot a three-pointer from beyond the three-point line. This gave Michael Jordan the chance to get on the inside, and the empty inside gave him plenty of time and space.
But no one would have thought that Michael Jordan would dunk the basketball away, and the basketball smashed into the basket, touched the neck of the basket, and floated back in a graceful arc.
I didn't have time to get inside, I couldn't get the rebound, I ran to the backcourt with my thighs open.
David Robinson's basketball has reached Tony Parker, and he and Steve Smith have formed a double goal.
I was standing alone outside the plausible collision zone, waiting for Tony Parker to move, my eyes glancing at Steve Smith, my brain constantly commanding: calm down, calm down, calm down......
This is an important moment, this is the most critical moment, if this ball cannot be defended, the Wizards will be at an absolute disadvantage, the Spurs will be two points ahead, and they will have one more possession.
Tony Parker jumped, but he glanced at Steve Smith on the other side before jumping.
I bet!
I moved to the right and jumped up, my left hand hanging over Tony Parker's head, and my right hand cutting off his pass.
It's an irregular defensive move, if Tony Parker is focused on attacking, he can score the ball with a light stroke, but unfortunately his first choice is passing, my right hand touches the basketball, it lands, I try to grab it forward, but the basketball is one step ahead of Steve Smith.
Steve Smith calmly lifted the ball up, and without any hesitation, the ball was shot!
I raised my hand and tried to interfere, but it was a bit far away, and the basketball flew over my head, and I quickly turned around and stepped into the paint area.
The basketball smashed into the neck of the basket and bounced off. I jumped high, got the rebound with both hands, and landed.
"Smack!"
A sinful hand slapped on my ball-holding hand!
"Tick!"
Foul!
Tony Parker raised the sinful little white hand.
Two free throws.
"Kwame Brown is back defending, it's a two-on-one up front, let's see what Tony Parker does with the ball! The ball is broken! Kwame Brown broke the ball, Steve Smith picked up the basketball, shot, it was big, the ball smashed into the neck of the basket, Kwame Brown grabbed the rebound, Tony Parker fouled! It's an unnecessary foul, Tony Parker is still young......" Kevin Young commented from the commentary box.
"This time it was Kwame Brown who made a meritorious service, his return defense is really fast, and a big center is the fastest player in the team, which is a bit ironic!"
"Kwame Brown predicted in advance that Tony Parker was going to pass the ball, which was the main reason why he defended the ball, from this point of view, Kwame's basketball IQ is very high, he can expect Tony Parker to pass, it's not easy!"
"Erwyn, what would you do in that situation?"
"I'm not going to be in this situation at all!"
"Why?"
"Do you think I can outrun those guards?"
I rubbed the back of my right hand vigorously with my left hand, trying to ease the pain. I flicked my wrist and got to the free throw line.
Although Tony Parker is not small, his small size is far from Tim Duncan's foul.
The basketball touches the inside of the basket and goes straight into the basket.
Time out! Greg Vicky called a timeout.
With 26 seconds left, each team had an attack.
"If Kwame scores this goal, quickly return to defense, Christian, Kwame, you two pay attention to the protection of the inside line, Hubert, you have to pay attention to Steve Smith's bottom corner three-pointer, to prevent him, don't let him shoot......"
The suspension ends.
The stone Buddha still has an ancient expression.
What about penalties? Or do you want to be penalized? Two sets of tactics, one penalty in, one penalty not scored.
My mind kept thinking about it.
Fight! I can't score this goal.
I held out two fingers at Michael Jordan, the second set of tactics.
Once again, I was at the free-throw line.
The referee got the ball into my hands again, and I didn't hesitate to slam the ball into the rebound before anyone could react.
The power is great, the rebound is far away, it is almost to the three-point line, Michael Jordan took the first step and picked up the basketball, Bruce Bowen has already pasted it, Jordan passed the ball to Hubert Davis who ran to the bottom corner, Hubert Davis, who was already empty, jumped up lightly and gently pushed out the basketball.
Three-point hit!
The Wizards lead by four points
There are 22 seconds left in the clock.
There is no timeout left for the Spurs!
They can only baseline the ball.
The Wizards pressed all over the court.
David Robinson stood on the baseline and watched the crowd running around, not knowing who to give the ball to.
5 seconds! 4 seconds! 3 seconds! 2 seconds! 1 second!
Tony Parker pushed away from the defender and Richard Hamilton tried to catch the ball. But the referee's whistle sounded!
Foul! Richard Hamilton is lying on the ground! The kid got up from the ground with a smile!
Richard Hamilton made two free throws to give him a six-point lead.
The Spurs are gone.
There are no heroes in this game, but all of them are heroes. Without Hubert Davis' three-pointer in the corner, the Wizards wouldn't have led by four points, Hubert wouldn't have had a three-point chance without Michael Jordan to draw the bag, and without Richard Hamilton's foul and two free throws at the end, the Spurs would have had a chance, and without Christian Leitner tightly wrapped around David Robinson, I don't think I would have grabbed 21 rebounds. Of course, I was also a big contributor, I scored 11 points, 19 rebounds, 4 assists, 6 blocks. I was voted the best of the game!
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