I sat on the bench, wiping the sweat from my face with a towel in one hand and mineral water in the other, constantly replenishing the water lost in my body. Two eyes are glued to the pitch, observing every move on the pitch.

Phil. Jackson made a little change in the second quarter. Payton was substituted off the court, and Derrick the Fish. Fisher draped into battle, the big shark Shaquille. O'Neill, Carl. Malone, Devon. George, Kobe. The Bryant quartet is still on the field.

"Phil. Jackson wasn't afraid to exhaust that fat shark and that old postman to death! In the second quarter, he still let them play, does he want to let the battle settle in the half? But since he's going to settle the fight in half the game, why use Derek. Fisher replaces Gary. What about Peyton? "Bill. Ranbir muttered quietly.

I turned my head to look at Bill, who was frowning tightly and deep in thought. Ranbir whispered to him, "In the first quarter Gary. Payton and this team had problems with their coordination, too many mistakes, and the normal functioning of the whole team was in trouble. Jackson wasn't a fool, and he apparently had the problem too, and he replaced him with Derek. Fisher might be the solution to this problem! ”

Bill. Ranbir nodded, and then said, "Then O'Neal and Malone played the whole quarter in the first quarter, Phil. Why did Jackson keep the two of them on the court? ”

I shook my head, indicating that I didn't understand, and then said guessingly, "Maybe Phil. . . Jackson thinks the functioning Lakers will be able to equalize in a matter of minutes. ”

"An equaliser in minutes?" Bill. Ranbir held his chin in his left hand and thought for a moment and said, "He's dreaming!" ”

I spread my hands forward and said softly, "It's just my guess!" ”

"Get out!" Bill. Ranbiel scolded with a laugh.

Me and Bill. While Ranbir was discussing the opponent's personnel arrangement, the second quarter of the game had already begun. Derek. Fisher slowly dribbled past half court and reached out for his teammates to pull away. He then faced Steve from outside the three-point line. Blake's defense slowly adjusted its pace.

The Lakers are left with only Shaquille, the big shark, under the basket. O'Neill alone, Carl. Malone has moved away from the penalty area and has taken Carlos with him. Boozer, so the Wizards have only Brandon under the basket. Heywood in Shaquille. O'Neal was pushing the shark hard behind his back. This makes the basket very empty.

Derek. Is Fisher going to break through? But Derek. Fisher has never been a point guard known for his breakaways, and he is characterized by his strong body, steady style, and accurate three-point shooting in key moments. Jean Derek. Fisher breakout. Even if it's Steve. Blake's defense is a rookie level and can interfere with him as well.

I turned my head to look at Bill. Ranbier, hope from Bill. Ranbir got a little pointer there and hoped that Bill. Ranbir was able to see Phil. The purpose of Jackson's arrangement.

Bill. Ranbir was staring at the changes on the pitch without blinking, not bothering to analyze me at all.

"The shark is back to life!" Bill. Ranbir muttered unconsciously.

"What?" I heard Bill. What Ranbir said, but I didn't understand what he meant.

Bill. Ranbiel still didn't turn his head, he was still talking to himself: "Shaquille. O'Neill was killed by Phil. Jackson activated! ”

Yes?

I turned my head to look at the field, at the other end and at Brandon. Heywood fought for the big shark for the spot, hoping to see something. But I didn't see anything.

"How did he come back to life?" I asked again with a frown.

"Look at the way he looks!" Bill. Ranbiel said solemnly: "In the first quarter, Shaquille. O'Neill's eyes were always glazed. He didn't have the spirit to play the game at all, start you see now! Shaquille. O'Neill's eyes are already very sharp, if you look carefully, you can even see layers of murderous aura! ”

Yes?

I looked in, and sure enough! In the first quarter, Shaquille. O'Neill has always been giggling, making jokes with his teammates from time to time, and even being a little half-hearted when he competes with me. For this reason, he was pushed out by me many times, which made me think that this guy's competitive level has dropped a lot this season.

But now, Shaquille. O'Neill's apparently high concentration was so focused that he no longer spoke to anyone. The two eyes were round, and the face that was originally chubby with great joy was now hiding a murderous aura.

"O'Neill is absolutely gifted, with such a huge body, and such agile feet, speed, and amazing jumping. is a **ug on the court, he should have had more brilliant achievements, but he was really too lazy. Cheng Dù, who is too lazy to play a game, even if he plays a game, he often can't work! "Bill. Ranbiel is commenting on Shaquille. O'neill.

I suddenly remembered a post I had read in the forum in my previous life, which said that Shaquille. O'Neal has to find various reasons to miss the team's games every year, only the first two years of his nineteen-year career have a relatively high attendance rate, and in the following years, he basically missed a dozen or twenty games every year for various reasons.

Shaquille. O'Neill soon removed from Brandon. Heywood was going to get a good seat in front of him, and the basketball team from Derek. Fisher's hand went straight over Steve. Blake's head flew to Shaquille. O'Neill's hands.

Shaquille. O'Neal squatted down, his huge ass slamming Brandon. Heywood took half a step back, then he half-turned and slammed Brandon with his thick shoulder. On Heywood's chest, the body of Brandon was unusually strong. Heywood crashed two steps back.

"Boom!"

O'Neal hung on the basket, and Brandon, who was scheduled to perform foul standing. Heywood is a short distance from Shaquille. O'Neill was half a meter away, and Brandon. Heywood didn't even have a chance to foul.

"O'Neill, it's back, the big shark that sleepwalked in the first quarter has finally swam back from the Arctic Ocean, and now it's a good show! As long as O'Neal recovers normally, under his leadership, Kobe Bryant. Bryant, Carl. Malone, Gary. Peyton will be restored to normal one by one, and the Wizards will not be worth mentioning......"

The current narrator is frantically touting that Shaquille. O'Neal let go of his hands, landed on his feet, stood under the basket, smiled at me, and curled up his right arm, flexing his strong biceps.

Provocation!

Absolute provocation!

I tore my coat over myself, stood up, and looked at Bill. Ranbir said firmly: "Bill, replace me!" Brandon can't stop that shark! Once he goes crazy, this game, we are hanging! ”

Bill. Ranbir shook his head and said calmly, "Wait! Brandon. Heywood had just played a dozen seconds before he was replaced, what would he think? Trust him! He'll have a way! ”

I was silent, I could only sit down!

The game goes on, Steve. Blake dribbles the ball to the front court and hands it to Carlos. Boozer singles, but in Karl. Marlon's defense under Carlos. Boozer's shot is really outrageous! Basketball was played directly by Shaquille. O'Neill confiscated it. Once again, the ball is on the Lakers' side.

It was still the half-court offense, and it was still the Lakers who pulled away, making Shaquille. O'Neal singles Brandon under the basket. Haywood.

Shaquille. With his back to the basket, O'Neal dribbled with his right hand and slammed into Brandon with his huge ass. Haywood, Brandon after the last defensive failure. Heywood, this time clearly mentally prepared, this time he let his whole body go up, and from the side, his body was completely tilted.

Brandon. Heywood withstood Shaquille. O'Neill's struggle, he didn't take a step back. But O'Neal, who was holding the ball, suddenly made a big turn to the left, which drew Brandon. Heywood leaned to the right, Shaquille. O'Neill's body quickly turned to the right, and his thick thighs gently stepped forward to the right. Brandon. Heywood was passed straight away!

Shaquille. O'Neal jumped up hard, and with the ball in one hand in his left hand, he slammed the basketball to the basket, and another powerful dunk was about to be born!

Bill. Ranbir arranged foul tactics during the break, and used fouls to interrupt the opponent's offensive rhythm. Shaquille. O'Neal's first offense was when Brandon. Haywood didn't have time to foul, and if he hadn't been able to do it the second time, he would have understood that Bill had not been able to do so. Ranbir would look at him with tinted glasses.

Brandon. Heywood fought and had lost his position to Brandon. Heywood forced himself to twist, jumped hard, and stretched out his right hand to slam it at Shaquille. O'Neal swings away with his left hand holding the ball!

Yes! Definitely towards the hand, not towards the ball!

Syllable!

Brandon. Heywood's hand slapped Shaquille. O'Neal's left forearm makes Shaquille. O'Neill's body trembled in the air, but that was all there was to it. Shaquille. O'Neal's body paused slightly, then he stiffened his waist, and his unusually strong body had an obvious stagnation in the air, and then his right hand moved up, holding the basketball in both hands, and smashed it on the basket!

"Whew......" Shaquille. O'Neal let out a loud howl as he hung from the basket.

There was a suffocating silence in the arena, and then a loud noise erupted in the arena that nearly toppled the roof of Staples Arena.

Substitution!

The Lakers' momentum has risen! Bill. Ranbier made a decisive substitution, but considering that Brandon . Heywood's heart, Bill. Ranbir replaced me with Carlos. Boozer, not Brandon. Haywood. It's up to me to deal with Shaquille. O'Neill, Brandon. Heywood the defense of Karl. Malone.

A matchup of the center is about to begin......

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