Chapter 64: Tank Breakthrough
"Iron Fist, what did you just do?"
After Thomas calmed down, he asked curiously.
"He pretended to be a force in front of me, and I burned his clothes with a cigar. He didn't dare to do it, in fact, if he did, I might not be able to beat their whole team alone. Zhou Quan said with a smile.
"Poof, haha......"
The locker room burst into laughter.
At half past seven, the two sides announced their starting lineups.
Bulls: Bill Carter White, Horres Grant, Scottie Pippen, Michael Jordan, John Paxson
Pistons: John Cely, Dennis Rodman, Orlando Ulrich, Joe Dumas, Zhou Quan
The game was broadcast live across the United States by ESPN with commentators, Rock Howard, and Larry Winston.
At this time, Howard excitedly said to the camera: "Ladies and gentlemen, I just received a message, Michael Jordan just let go, he retracted his words of praise for Iron Fist, and he was going to bang 50+ on the head of Iron Fist."
Then congratulations to all, there's going to be a big drama going on tonight. ”
Winston also said excitedly: "The Pistons will never allow Jordan to do that, although Ranbier has retired, but there are two defensive giants on the inside, John Sailly and Rodman, and Joe Dumas and Iron Fist on the outside are also defensive giants, plus the smiling assassin and Mark Aguirre, the Pistons' current lineup is not bad, they will do a big job."
On top of that, with the addition of Iron Fist, the rookie, the Pistons who have lost their sharpness, their sharpness seems to be back, which is the most terrifying, and they are full of aggressiveness again.
Perhaps, this is the catfish effect, and Iron Fist is the catfish, it is he who evokes the sharpness and enterprising spirit of the pistons. ”
Howard laughed, "But I'm more interested in what happened between Michael Jordan and Tekken."
Judging from the current information, their relationship is still good, and Michael obviously didn't go all out against Iron Fist in the last game, and he let Iron Fist make a good debut. ”
Winston said expectantly, "I would also like to know what must have happened." I trust our counterparts, they will definitely dig it up. ”
Just then, the Palace of Auburn Hills resounded with a loud cheer as they came off the bench and countless Pistons fans were welcoming the smiling assassins.
Howard couldn't help but sigh: "One of the greatest small men in the history of the league, the Finals scored 25 points in a single quarter on the head of the Magic, and the classic battle of small and big battles is infinitely lethal, one of the greatest point guards in the history of the league, even after experiencing locker room violence, his reputation here is still unmatched." ”
At this time, the starters of the two teams met in the players' tunnel, and neither spoke, and the sworn enemy mode was turned on.
"Shh
When the Bulls came out, the boos at the Palace in Auburn Hills almost toppled the brand-new arena.
"Michael Jordan, you're a bullshit god!"
"Jordan, as before, you'll be on your knees at the palace of Auburn Hills."
When Jordan finally came out, countless middle fingers poked at him, and endless invective sprayed at him.
Isaiah Thomas stood in front of the Pistons' bench and stared coldly at Jordan as he came out, his eyes full of indifference and hostility.
The frenzy that he had calmed down, and the sharpness that he had lost seemed to spring out again.
Jordan seemed to feel the compelling gaze and looked over.
The eyes of the two instantly met, and no one had any intention of getting out of the way.
A year ago, Jordan was the challenger and Thomas was the suppressor.
Over the years, he has been suppressed by the Bad Boy Army, and has fallen at their feet countless times, and he even once desperately asked Chuck Daly if he still has a chance to defeat the Bad Boy Army in this life.
But a year later, Jordan, who has reached the top, no longer has that hazy feeling for the smiling assassin.
Thinking of everything that the Bad Boy Legion had inflicted on him before, and thinking of the humiliation that Iron Fist had inflicted on him, at this moment, he vowed to completely crush the Pistons, to stomp on the Pistons that had already fallen half of them again, and to completely stomp on the Pistons.
"Kill the bull!"
"Let Jordan see blood!"
"Let Michael Jordan leave the Auburn Hills palace with his head down."
Playing at home, fierce roars, cheers, applause, like a sea of mountains.
"Iron Fist, Jordan can't change your defense this time, because Ulrich plays the number three position, if he dares to change your defense, Pippen must change to Joe Dumas, then Ulrich is absolutely out of place, do you understand?" Back on the bench, Chuck Daley pulled Zhou Quan and said.
"Understood." Zhou Quan nodded.
"So, Iron Fist, if they don't change their guards, you're going to blow up Paxson, and you're going to have to go all out. If they switch defenses, either give Joe Dumas and let him blow up John Paxson, or give Ulrich and let him blow up Paxson. Chuck Daly admonished.
"I see."
In short, today is to stare at Paxson, whoever is in position with him is misplaced, Zhou Quan nodded again and again.
Eight points off, starter.
"Iron Fist, you can't deal with him, then let me come."
Before the main players came on the field, the smiling assassin Thomas suddenly yelled at Zhou Quan very frantically.
"Oh roar!"
Seeing the familiar mania of the smiling assassin, many Pistons fans roared excitedly.
"Shut up!"
Zhou Quan turned his head suddenly, the gentle smile on his face was no longer there, and he stared at Thomas fiercely and said, "If he gets 50 points, I will get out of the NBA." ”
After saying that, he no longer paid attention to Thomas, and shouted to all his teammates: "The Bad Boy Army doesn't exist anymore, but the Iron and Blood Pistons are still here, we believe in tenacity, iron blood, toughness and fearlessness, no matter who the Bulls are today, if they want to break through and can't prevent it, then use our bodies to block it, understand?" ”
"Understood!"
The Pistons shouted in unison.
"The piston wins!"
At this time, countless Pistons fans shouted loudly, and the game had not yet started, and the momentum of the Pistons skyrocketed to the extreme.
The bull, seeing this scene, Jordan's eyes were cold.
At eight o'clock, the game officially began.
John Seley leaped to his feet and swept the ball away from Cartwhite's head.
Jo Dumas received the ball and threw it to Zhou Quan.
"Bang!"
In the backcourt, Zhou Quan dribbled forward.
"Squeak!"
John Paxson moved his feet in time to get in the way.
"Squeak!"
At this moment, the three-in-one breakthrough, Zhou Quan suddenly shook his shoulders, and then exerted force under his feet, changing direction and accelerating the breakthrough.
"Bang!"
Because of the shaking, the defender could not predict the direction of the breakthrough in time, he deliberately hung the defender with his shoulder when he rushed over, John Paxson's 84 kg tonnage is not small, but there is still a big gap compared to him, under his impact, he stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Oh roar!"
The palace of Auburn Hills resounded with a burst of cheers.
"Nice tank break! Iron Fist Dominates Opponent ......"
On the commentary seat, bearded John Lowes yelled excitedly.