Chapter 92: I'll be embarrassed

After Yu Fei left the game, Jordan, who returned to the No. 3 position, regained a little vitality.

Instead of dribbling past half court and without the burden of playmaking, Jordan only had to focus on scoring, and he did become the Wizards' main attacker at this stage.

It's just that his physical condition today is not optimistic.

Although he hit a few good balls, he soon struggled.

Duncan's form was so good that it quickly caused Leitner to be fouled three times and Collins had to make a substitution.

However, no matter who goes up, the result is the same.

Duncan is just in the low post, leaning in, turning around to shoot or hooking the basket, and the unpretentious two moves are unsolvable.

"I don't know how long I'm going to have to play to dominate the game as effortlessly as he does." Kwame Brown's eyes were hot.

Yu Fei said lightly: "Why look down on yourself, he is the first in 1997, you are the first in 2001, your starting point is the same." ”

Then, Brown kept staring at Yu Fei until Yu Fei couldn't stand it anymore.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, I just think you're more like the first pick than me."

"It's because I'm coming from behind." Yu Fei said without hesitation, "It's not for nothing that the boss said that you are lazy. ”

On the court, the starters changed for almost a lap, and the only person who remained on the court was Jordan.

Tim Grover was so anxious that he said to Collins as the Wizards executed their last offense of the first quarter, "In the second quarter, Michael has to rest for at least seven minutes!" ”

Collins asked a question that made Grover furious: "Is he willing to rest for that long?" ”

"Damn it!" Grover said, "You're the manager, get some backbone!" ”

Jordan, on the other hand, was on the court controlling the time, facing Bowen and preparing to complete the whistle attack.

As the deadliest key moment killer in history, Jordan's legend is written by a series of major stage lore, which is the charm of sports, no matter how scorching the game, it only takes a few seconds to make everything turn.

This is Jordan's most confident and calm moment.

But in Yu Fei's view, it was the moment when he slipped from the ruling class and announced the end of his rule.

Jordan dragged his tired and aching leg and forced his force to try to hit a buzzer-beating jumper on Bowen's head. This is the story of his 1982 NCAA National Finals when he was ordered to shoot for the North Carolina to seal the championship, until the sixth game of the 1998 Finals, when he steals Malone in the low post and dribbles to the frontcourt alone, in the suffocating Delta Center Arena, Utah desperately watches him control the time, dribble, start, half-shake and half-push, and let Byron Russell fall to the ground, and the moment he jumps into the air, a cameraman captures that precious scene and the reaction of the fans on the spot.

The frightened faces of the moment made it clear that Jordan was the guillotine of the basketball world, he would jump high, levitate over the heads of those unfortunate victims, stick out his tongue, fill the air with a terrible inevitability, and then the basketball left his fingertips, heralding the fall of the axe and the head of the opponent.

Today he jumped again, but this is not him in 1998, nor in 1982, this is in 2001, an old Jordan who can't jump high and can't find the best shot feeling due to injury, was actually caught by Bowen, who is committed to ground defense, to shoot and jump up, and complete the block.

The Alamo Dome erupted with terrifying noise, and the first quarter of the game ended.

Jordan couldn't hold it anymore and he limped off the field, the team doctor immediately stepped forward, and Grover motioned to take him to the infirmary, and the scene was chaotic.

This is another Doug Collins nightmare.

From today onwards, questions about him "not taking good care of Jordan" and "letting him play for so long even though he knew Jordan was injured" will follow.

"Since Michael may not be able to return to this game, should we play differently?"

Yu Fei will not let go of every opportunity for Jordan to lose control of the team.

Collins, who was anxious about how to deal with the media after the game, looked at him disnously: "What do you want to do?" ”

"It's clear that we have a major disadvantage on the inside, and TD is very difficult to deal with, so instead of using a bag to deal with him, let him attack our interior line casually."

"Whatever he does to attack the inside?"

Collins felt like Yu Fei was whimsical again, "You know if we didn't defend him as much as we did in the first quarter, he could easily get 40 points and 20 rebounds inside?" ”

As far as I know, Duncan usually can't win games like this.

Yu Fei smiled: "Then let him take it." ”

"What did you say?"

"Let him have 40 points and 20 rebounds." Yu Fei said, "Let him attack alone, as long as he doesn't have contact with his teammates, even if he scores 50 points, what is there to fear?" ”

Although Yu Fei's words sounded unbelievable, after Collins settled his mind, he felt that this might not be a solution.

Now he can't care about Jordan's situation, so he can only focus on the game first.

"What do you want to do?"

Even Collins himself didn't realize that he had developed a Jordan-like dependence on flying.

Yu Fei said: "Equip me with three teammates who can shoot three-pointers, and on the offensive end, let them completely obey my command." ”

Collins knew that Yu Fei was planning to play that "self-respecting" style of blocking and dismantling attack.

"Do you mind if Christian plays?" Collins asked.

"Mind." Yu Fei said realistically, "So you'd better not let him play." ”

Collins added: "He's the only interior player on our team who can shoot threes. ”

"Okay then, as long as he doesn't mess with it."

And so it was settled.

In the second quarter, the Wizards' starting lineup was Chris Whitney, Richard Hamilton, Yu Fei, Christian Leitner, and Poppayer Jones.

"Don't think I'm going to work well with you."

Leitner can't change his nature of eating, and Yu Fei has expected it.

"I really don't expect you to be a human being, you just need to stand outside the three-point line like a watchdog."

"What did you say?"

"If you can't do it, get out." Yu Fei sneered at the ball, "Now I'm in charge!" ”

Leitner was filled with grief and indignation, he didn't know how things could have come to this, and even Jordan couldn't restrain Yu Fei. And I don't know when it started, Yu Fei became the second person under Jordan, and even Hamilton could only be third.

It's just an eight-show show, why is he?

A storm brewed in Leitner's skull, and then Yu Fei roared at him like a wolf: "Do you even need me to teach you how to stand outside the three-point line?" ”

Leitner completely lost from the momentum, and kept saying that he didn't want to cooperate with Yu Fei, but as soon as he arrived at the frontcourt, he obediently ran to the weak side after being reprimanded.

Yu Fei first called Hamilton to block and misplaced the Spurs' second-place substitute Antonio Daniels.

Daniels is a 193-centimeter two-way guard, and with his size, he can't have any chance against Yu Fei.

The Spurs knew that this quarter, Robinson came to help the defense, Yu Fei passed the ball to Jones, Jones attracted the defense again, and Lightner got a completely empty space, and the ball was passed from the inside out.

Lightner inexplicably got an open three-point opportunity, made a decisive shot, and hit.

27 to 20

The Wizards chased the margin to single digits.

Duncan is resting off the court, and the Spurs' interior core is David Robinson, a veteran who nearly left the Spurs this offseason and had his playing time plummeted early in the season due to poor form.

In all fairness, Robinson is understandably emotional, Duncan made a fuss when he entered the free market last year, and almost left San Antonio. This summer, Robinson's contract expires and he wants a salary cap similar to his previous one, but the Spurs are asking him to take a $7 million pay cut.

No matter how happy they got along last year, the Spurs have to face the reality that giving Robinson 14 million will do nothing but make him famous. Not only would this lock up salary space, but it would also push the pay cap to the point where they would need to pay luxury tax, which they couldn't accept.

Although Robinson has the idea of dying in the Spurs, if he wants to lose 8 million for this, he is a normal person who has to see if there is a better choice. But the answer is no.

No team is willing to give a 36-year-old center an annual salary of 14 million, which is why the Spurs have nothing to fear.

Robinson, who has always been known for his selflessness and lack of greed for money, eventually suffered from his reputation and reluctantly signed a two-year, $20 million contract with the Spurs.

Now, Robinson's lack of desire to play is unreservedly manifested on the court, although he gets the ball in the low post, he doesn't play, he has to pass out, just play badly.

Seeing him like this, the happiest person is naturally Yu Fei.

If Robinson doesn't open up on the inside, the Spurs' outside line needs to rely on individual ability to solve problems.

Is this the elegant and easy-going admiral? Well, you take your breath and wait another fifteen years, and there will be a guy named Leonard who will teach them how to be a mature management who is considerate of the players.

The Spurs' offense ended with a striking iron.

But there are also different types of iron, and the iron in this round is bad iron, which provides the Wizards with a fast-break opportunity.

Yu Fei grabbed the defensive rebound and immediately blew a whirlwind from the backcourt. Spurs' backup forward Malik Rose tried to stop Yu Fei, but his attempt made him suffer a big loss. Yu Fei suddenly stopped in the middle of the march, changed direction with his back luck, shook Rose in front of him, ignored the boos in the sky and smashed the yellow dragon, jumped into the air with all his strength, and smashed a powerful tomahawk slam slam.

Popovich had a black face and wanted to scold but didn't know who to scold.

Yu Fei pointed at Ross and smiled at Popovich: "Hey, what the hell are you going to send a normal person to guard me, this won't work, I'll be embarrassed to give me a big salute when we meet for the first time." ”

(End of chapter)