Gibson's words are not true, this guy is obviously joking with Zheng Ke.

Zheng Ke's mood has improved in the ridicule of several of them, but the subtlety between him and Whitman is elusive.

The game on the field is already in the second phase, and the Spurs' second team under Ginobili is more cohesive.

The media excitedly filmed the first quarter of the suspected cold war between Zheng Ke and Whitman, but there was no evidence after that, which immediately made their hearts itch. With years of work experience, they subconsciously think that something must be going on inside the Timberwolves, but now it's game time, they can't go up and ask questions, all they can do is keep taking pictures of the current state of the Timberwolves on the bench, hoping to find clues.

ESPN didn't know where to find the footage, which was shown in that lens. Whitman spread his hands at Zheng Ke and the others who came down from the field, and yelled a few words of dissatisfaction, but Zheng Ke directly ignored Whitman and walked back to his bench to sit. Then there is the picture of Zheng Ke knocking over McDyce, violently dunking, standing under the basket and roaring hoarsely, the two shots are connected together, and it is easy to make people have infinite reverie.

For a while, no one paid attention to the situation of the game, and what happened to the Timberwolves bench when it was timeout became the most wanted thing to know.

"It must have been Whitman whining, ZK finally couldn't help it, you know, when I was a player, I couldn't stand the old man's chatter. Players are also human beings, and they say this and that every day, and they are obviously ahead. You still have to pretend to be forced, isn't this looking for a draw? Barkley made a judgment right away, but it was a bit of a mistake. But from his words. is obviously a "reverse favorite" faction, supporting Zheng Ke.

"Anyway, Coach Whitman is a coach after all, and ZK seems to be disrespectful to the coach by doing this." Smith shouted the opposite and hacked Zheng Ke fiercely.

"Nothing like that. But I'm quite worried about the Timberwolves, no matter how strong the team is, if there is a conflict inside. Especially when there is a conflict between the two most important people, this is a sign of failure! Hopefully they can come out soon, or else they will win this one. After that, it was difficult to defeat the monolithic Spurs. Barkley accentuated his tone on the "monolith", saying that he is very bullish on the Spurs right now.

Several presenters began to pay attention to the Timberwolves' bench, and Popovich, who was closest to the scene, immediately noticed the difference, and his head quickly began to spin. I wondered if I could do something about it.

After the official timeout for the second quarter. Zheng Ke is back on the field.

"Yo, big star, what's wrong, you're having a conflict with the coaches?" When Jefferson saw Zheng Ke on the court, he immediately sneered, "I've seen a lot of players like you." When he became a little famous, he began to be triumphant and did not take the world in his eyes. I thought I was so good. The manager couldn't stand it if he said two words. ”

Zheng Ke's face became darker and darker, and he couldn't help but clench his fists. Clenched his knuckles.

The more Jefferson spoke, the more he spoke, "buzzing" like a fly in Zheng Ke's ears, Zheng Ke was disgusted when he heard it, and his eyes became more and more unkind.

The Timberwolves led by 11 points at 42-31, and the ball was in the hands of the Spurs.

Ginobili hasn't rested since the second quarter, and he was in very good shape today. Facing Aflaro, he smiled, controlled the ball with his left hand, and dribbled to the left in a strange posture to make a breakthrough.

As soon as Aflaro's body moved, Ginobili immediately dribbled the ball under his crotch and switched to his right hand, and at the same time, his body made contact with Afflaro, secretly borrowing him a little strength.

Afflaro changed his center of gravity, but Ginobili once again dribbled behind his back without hurrying, and after shaking off a little space, he suddenly took a step back and shot a three-pointer directly from outside the three-point line.

Afflalo's center of gravity was difficult to adjust in this ball, and he barely reached out and interfered weakly.

"Huh!"

Hollow three-point shot!

The Spurs trailed by eight points at 34-42.

At this time, Whitman did not call a timeout. Anyway, no one listened to his own tactics, Whitman thought so, and felt a little angry in his heart.

Zheng Ke doesn't care, he is now bent on blowing up Jefferson and tearing up his foul mouth.

There was no blocking, no tactics, Zheng Ke took the ball and everyone pulled away.

He took a step to the left with the ball, and before Jefferson could react, he dribbled the ball quickly to the extreme crotch, exchanged to the right hand to break through, and his body also changed to the right side.

Jefferson barely kept up with Zheng Ke's movements, but was bumped by Zheng Ke's strong body, letting go of a little space. Zheng Ke was short, and as soon as he exerted his strength, he surpassed Jefferson by one position.

The two were entangled near the paint area, and Zheng Ke suddenly took a diagonal step back and shot the basketball.

This action was the same as Ginobili's action just now, and Jefferson jumped up subconsciously before he had time to think about it. When he was in the air, he suddenly found that Zheng Ke was still in place, and his eyes were full of playful smiles.

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Jefferson scrambled to avoid Zheng. Zheng Ke held the basketball and leaned towards him.

"Ahh

He screamed, as if he had been violently assaulted. The body grasped a trace of balance in the panic, and threw the ball out of the ball with the softest touch.

The basketball creequously passed through the net.

Zheng Ke stopped, walked up to Jefferson, shrugged his shoulders, and whispered in his ear:

"Dedicated to you son of a bitch!"

This most famous trash talk in NBA history ignited Jefferson's anger, and the two stared at each other with their chests together, as if they were going to fight.

The referee, who had already felt the strange atmosphere of this game, was extremely alert, and ran over to "doodoo" and blew a few whistles in a row, pulling away the two bulldog-like people.

"Calm down, Richard!" Duncan hugged Jefferson, for fear that this "one of the Nets' three-headed monsters" would do something strange. McDyce will basically not be in the game this time, and if Jefferson is all sent off, the Spurs really have no hope of winning.

Zheng Ke sneered and walked to the free throw line.

The referee wiped his sweat, stretched out a finger, and motioned for Zheng Ke to make a free throw.

"Huh!"

Zheng Ke added a penalty in the penalty.

The Timberwolves re-guaranteed a 10-plus point lead 45-34.

The fiery atmosphere stimulated the senses of the spectators, and the fans let out a piercing boo. They feel that this "who, who" dares to provoke our Zheng, and should be punished out of the city, how can nothing happen, as if nothing happened. So he booed dissatisfiedly, maybe booing Jefferson, maybe booing the referee, but certainly not booing Zheng Ke.

"I love seeing this kind of confrontation, and that's the real NBA, the real playoffs." Barkley shook his head, not worried about the fight-like scene on the court, "It helps to make the game exciting. You see how many classic shots appear in this game, and maybe it will appear in the highlights of the next decade. But then again, can the cameraman give me a close-up, and record me in today's game. ”

"The Spurs made another three-pointer!" Smith stared at the situation on the court and couldn't help but exclaim, "This time it's point guard George Hill who shot." This lad is awesome, he came out with the 26th pick in the '08 draft, he shot 37 percent from three-point range so far in his career, and the Spurs always find that gem in the low pick. ”

"I think it's the same, if you want to beat the Spurs, you have to poach their scouts first. Their drafts have been good for the last dozen years, needless to say, and now George Hill, Hudan Blair, are all low-pick utility players, and I like how they operate. Barkley Barkley laughed, and the conversation turned to Spurs.

And on the field—

The first half ended in such chaos, with the Timberwolves leading the Spurs by eight points at 57-49, a clear high-scoring rhythm compared to the low score of Game 1. This really made many basketball fans who bought lottery tickets and chose small points a little painful, just looking forward to the second half of both teams playing iron, this should be the only fan who wants the game to continue to play iron.

The Timberwolves players were about to enter the locker room when the short-sighted ESPN reporter came running to Zheng Ke's words again.

"ZK, you were eight points ahead in the first half. But something unpleasant seems to have happened during the game, can you tell us what happened on your bench? This is first-hand news, this is probably a new female reporter's face is a little flushed, while throwing flattering eyes at Zheng Ke, wearing a tight suit, revealing a pink piece of her chest, while pricking up her ears, and her little hand holding the microphone is trembling slightly.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Zheng Ke pretended to be deaf and dumb, and said to him, "We have been very good, there is nothing unpleasant." You must be mistaken, we're eight points ahead, what are you talking about? ”

The young female reporter suddenly jumped to her feet with anger, she didn't expect Zheng Ke to give such an answer, it was like pretending to be crazy and stupid.

She raised her chest higher, as if she was about to come out, but she continued to ask: "A spectator in the back row of the bench broke the news that your Timberwolves seem to have a crisis of confidence, what do you think about this?" ”

Zheng Ke swallowed a mouthful of water, resisting the urge to go up and touch it, and his eyes glanced everywhere: "The audience is joking with you." We Timberwolves are good at everything, have been good, and there is no such thing as a crisis of confidence. Well, we're all eight points ahead, what are you talking about? ”

As soon as the two questions passed, Zheng Ke turned his head in a dashing manner, looked at the big breasts secretly and nostalgically, and then walked back to the player's tunnel.

The female reporter muttered angrily and stomped hatefully. She looked at her figure, it was obviously a devilish figure with a convex and backward curve, she touched her soft blonde hair, obviously it was no worse than Taylor, how could she not confuse him like this, didn't the seniors say that this trick was unpleasant? (To be continued......)