Apparently Phil. Jackson's fingers on the sidelines are ready to work on defense, you must know that the Lakers' offense just now ended in such an amateur way, which will hit the morale of the players, if the Lakers can't prevent the Wizards' offense, the game is not just a matter of being stretched by two points, it is likely to cause the Lakers' morale to plummet.

I raised my guard and reminded my teammates to focus on this attack.

I leaned in to Shaquille again. O'Neal tried to be near the paint area and Shaquille. O'Neill is fighting physically, competing with him for strength. But this time apparently Shaquille. O'Neal wasn't ready to fight me anymore and he ran to the other side of the paint to defend Darko. Milicic went, and it made me feel for a moment that something was wrong.

Just when I was in a trance, a hard body suddenly appeared in front of me. George was in front of me with his back to me, his teeth and claws swinging around me.

Yes?

That's Phil. Jackson's adjustments? Phil. Did Jackson say he was going to use German. Is George's comearound coming to me against the real motive of the Wizards team at the moment? He underestimated me a little bit!

Although German. George's attitude is still very serious, he is very hard-working, and he is very good at interfering in front of me, but it is clear that he is not on the same level as me, especially in terms of strength.

I shook it to the left, drawing in German. George leaned to the left, and then I took a swift step forward to the right. George was on a line and reached out with his right hand to catch Larry. Hughes's pass. Then he quickly turned around with his feet on the spot, ready to launch a new round of attack.

When I turned around, my brain was figuring out where everyone was on the field, who would appear in the most reasonable space after I turned around, and how I should pass the ball. to be able to evade the opponent's interception and send it to the teammates in the vacant seats.

But just as I had a clear idea, my half-turned body suddenly hit a wall of flesh, and then another force came at me from my right side. George slammed into me from the left.

I've been plotted!

Just because of the Jordan rule to plot Kobe. Bryant and complacent, in this attack, I was actually defeated by Phil. Jackson used the same method to plot once, and I was killed by Shaquille. O'Neill, Devon. George, Carl. The three of them were tightly sandwiched in the middle.

Although it was sandwiched, it was tightly sandwiched. But luckily I'm not Kobe. Bryant, I'm 214 centimeters tall, which is better than Kobe. Bryant that stood with me、Darko. Milicic, Carlos. The only thing I could see in Boozer's encirclement was that our chin was a full 16cm higher, and I could clearly see the position of my teammates through the three hideous faces and the six arms that stood up high.

I squatted deeply, a little hard, but I managed to win more space for myself through the squat, and then I held the basketball firmly between my hands, raised it above my head, and stood up suddenly. In German. George moved his fingers above and with a slight hook of his right hand, he removed the basketball from Devin, the shortest of the three who defended me. George's head was sent out.

Basketball rubbed to German. George's finger made a small change of direction. But this change of direction wasn't enough to have much of an impact, as the Lakers didn't have enough personnel on the outside.

Larry. Hughes received the basketball, and took advantage of the emptiness under the basket to enter the paint area with a cat's waist. Then jump high in the paint, raise the basketball with both hands above your head, and at the top of your body. Holding the ball in both hands, he made a big circle in the air and poured the basketball into the basket fiercely!

Look at Larry. Hughes let go of his grip on the basket and jumped off the basket, and I looked up at the stands, all expecting me to be like Kobe. Bryant's half of the fans who surrendered obediently were looking at the raw Qiē on the court with a confused face, they couldn't understand that Kobe Bryant, whose basketball skills were more than one grade better than me. Bryant can only obediently raise his hand and surrender when facing the three-man bag, and why can I calmly pass the basketball in the face of this situation, and calmly turn the dead ball into an assist.

That's me with Kobe. Bryant's difference, which is also Shaquille. O'Neal and Kobe. Bryant's difference between me and Shaquille. O'Neal was able to use our height to see the situation around him when facing a three-man or four-man bag, and was able to calmly pass the basketball above the opponent's fingertips. Bryant can't, he can only see our jaws even if he stands on tiptoe, and he can only shoot the basketball in his hand to meet him with blocks.

That's why Shaquille. O'Neal was the reason why the Lakers were able to win three consecutive championships when the triangle offense was absolutely pivotal, and why the triangle offense was handed over to Kobe Bryant last season. The reason why the Lakers lost after Bryant became the axis is also why after the big sharks swam east, Kobe Bryant. Bryant led the team to a key factor in not even making it to the playoffs.

German. George looked surprised, obviously he still hadn't figured out why I was able to pass the basketball.

Shaquille. O'Neal had a fierce expression on his face, as if he was annoyed that he didn't cover my pass, and it seemed that it was because of Phil. Jackson was a little annoyed that he had turned over the triangle offensive axis.

Cal. Malone was looking at me with a confused expression, he mechanically stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his eyes seemed to be full of endless doubts.

In addition to working together in business and founding the Champion of Kings Sneakers Company, in real life, Carl Brown. Malone is one of the few good friends I have in the NBA, and I understand how much he wants to get a championship ring at the end of his career, and I can understand how frustrated he can feel when he now makes up a luxury roster that they see as completely vulnerable.

But this is the NBA, it's not your roster that is luxurious, and you can easily win.

"Carl! I'm sorry! This year's champion, we have won the championship! I looked at Karl gently. Malone said.

Cal. Malone didn't expect me to speak in this situation, he looked at me with a surprised expression, and his eyes were still confused.

I'm no longer with Carl. Marlon said nothing and didn't explain anything. I ran backwards towards the backyard, running and Larry. Hughes celebrated with high-fives in the air.

Phil. Jackson put one hand on his waist, the other hand kept gesturing, and shouted loudly, adjusting the team's offense, trying to save the team's decline. But it seems that he is adjusting a little late.

Shaquille. When O'Neal got to the inside, he didn't keep cruising as he had done in the previous attacks, but reverted to his usual style of play, settling on the inside, with his back against me and his wide back. The fat ass kept hitting me, and the vigorous and continuous attacks came at me, so that I had no more energy to observe other things for a while, and I could only use all my strength to deal with the shark in front of me.

I'm in Shaquille. O'Neal's back can't interfere with Shaquille. O'Neal's catch that made Shaquille. O'Neill picked up Derek with ease. Fisher's pass, and then he half-turned and hit me the chest with his shoulder, which made my chest tingle and tight. For this reason, I had a slight pause in that moment, and this pause actually made Shaquille. O'Neill caught it, he slid sideways and pulled the ball. From my right side, I was going to get to the basket.

But I'm not Brandon. Heywood, that gap is just a gap, in Shaquille. O'Neal was about to burst in from my side when I slammed Shaquille the shoulder. O'neill. And on the other side of the defense Karl. Carlos of Marlon. Boozer also shook off Carl. Malone pounced, ready to pinch the massive shark with me.

Shaquille. O'Neal passed the ball and originally thought Shaquille. O'Neill is ready to go it alone. A hook hand under the basket, or a bullish dunk like a bull, I didn't think of Shaquille at all. O'Neill passes.

But when Shaquille. When O'Neal passed the basketball behind me, I realized who was going to be behind me!

It's Kobe. Bryant!

Although Kobe. Bryant started stealing power last season, although the Big Sharks already felt the power of Kobe. Bryant made those small moves in private, but at this moment the big sharks still chose a way that was more likely to score.

My shoulder is in Shaquille. After the fierce collision of O'Neill's fat body, it was bounced in the opposite direction by a force, and I did not use force to remove this reaction force that could make my body lose balance, but instead used this reaction force to step on the floor with both feet, jump up hard, and stretch out my big palm in the air.

Kobe Bryant on the run. Bryant didn't encounter any obstacles at all, and Caron, who was defending him. Butler was left far behind him, slipped straight from the baseline and inside the line, jumped high and caught Shaquille with both hands as he stepped into the paint with his left foot lever. O'Neal's pass, the basketball in his hand with both hands, frowned and shouted viciously: "You can't stop me!" ”

Bryant. Bryant was furious in his heart, hoping that Tongguò's attack would prove that his idea was worthy of recognition! After all, it ended in such a humiliating way in his last attack, and he was a little angry in his heart, and it was very normal for him to want to prove himself again!

But he shouldn't be playing tricks when basketball is about to go to the basket! When he rounded the basketball and threw it above his head and into the basket again, my outstretched right hand slapped the basketball in his hand.

The basketball smashed on the rebound and bounced back, and Darko. Milicic slammed the falling basketball into the front court, Larry. Hughes immediately started to chase after him.

Derek. Fisher struggled to chase back, but his off-ball movement couldn't keep up with Larry. Hughes's degree, Larry. Hughes put the basketball in the basket with great ease.

I stood under the basket and smiled, turned my head to see Kobe. Bryant was looking down at his hands holding the ball with his half-open mouth open, looking incredulous, when he saw Shaquille on the other side. O'Neal was staring at Kobe Bryant viciously. Bryant, I understand, the Wizards have won this game! (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )

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