Mashburn's arrogant behavior aroused strong dissatisfaction from Malone.

In fact, Mashburn's behavior is not out of line, after scoring a difficult goal on the field, beating his chest and yelling twice, and then returning to the defense to knock away the player who was defending him just now, it will appear in every game.

The difference is that Malone has a very high status, while Mashburn has gradually become a third-tier player in the past two years.

A third-tier player makes this kind of move against a superstar, and that's a provocation.

Does Mashburn still see himself as a third-tier player? In the past half quarter, he has scored 12 points and regained his monster form, and he is a top small forward.

In the Jazz's offensive round, Malone reached out for the ball, obviously going to single Marshburn.

His offense is unpretentious, that is, he uses the impact to knock away the opponent and then shoot in the frame, of course, when he hits, he will inevitably use his elbow to open the way, which is a unique skill that Malone has dominated the league for more than ten years.

When Mashburn was close to him, Malone elbowed and elbowed Mashburn's chest.

This elbow action is huge, and of course the referee blew an offensive foul on Ma Long, which is the treatment of a superstar.

Big Ben rushed over as soon as possible, pulled Mashburn behind him, and took two steps forward to confront Marlon .

Malone scolded in his mouth, but Ben didn't speak, he just kept pushing Malone on his chest and head, and it seemed that a fight was inevitable.

Mashburn hurriedly hugged Big Ben, "Ben, relax, I'm fine." ”

"I don't know why, it doesn't hurt at all, Carl, haven't you eaten?"

"That's all you have in your elbow? Looks like you're really old. ”

This is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, Malone wants to crash into Big Ben and go to Mashburn to settle accounts, but it's a pity how can Big Ben let him get his wish and protect Mashburn behind him tightly.

"Doot toot!"

Sloan quickly called a timeout, this was their home stadium in Salt Lake City, and he didn't want the situation to get worse, if it really started, what good could they Jazz do?

Big Ben is not a master to be messed with at first glance, only Malone is really effective on the Jazz side, and Stockton can't do it, like Hornacek, the old and the weak, where can they fight.

The point is that no matter whether you win or lose, it is the Jazz, Malone or Stockton who will suffer, how much loss is that? The loss of a ban is worth a season's salary.

Lin Yu specially stood on the sidelines to greet Mashburn's end.

"Good man, I knew you could, you've never let me down since you joined Team Bullets!"

Lin Yu hugged Mashburn and praised loudly.

Mashburn was touched, "Coach, I can feel that everything is back, thank you, you really are the best coach, there is no one." ”

"No matter what happens in the future, as long as you need it, I will always serve you."

With Marshburn's usual character of not being able to beat a fart with three sticks, he can say such sensual words, which is enough to show that his gratitude to Lin Yu has reached the point of no return.

"Ben, for the rest of the time, you go to defend against Malone's offensive round."

"If he dares to elbow you, you will elbow back, and we will not cause trouble and be afraid of it."

"The ban is the ban, all the ban losses and fines, I'll help you pay them."

Lin Yu still has more than one million dollars lying in his bank account, and he is full of confidence in what he said.

"No, how can you make the coach pay, I'll buy this order!" Webb hurriedly answered.

Mashburn's heart became more and more moved, what kind of life was he living in the calf? Fighting Jim Jackson and Kidd every day, where have you experienced this team atmosphere.

Under the leadership of Lin Yu, the entire bullet team is like a big family, and the players are extremely united.

At the end of the timeout, with Big Ben's debut, the Bullets definitely couldn't continue to pull away and start playing regular positional battles.

After Malone returned to the court, he restrained a lot.

The game continues like this, and the Jazz, as the first in the West, naturally cannot be underestimated, even if Mashburn has awakened, the Jazz still have the advantage on the field.

Through this game, Lin Yu can actually realize the gap between himself and a top coach like Sloan.

Is the Jazz lineup good? Excluding the Utah Twins, the Jazz's lineup is not worth mentioning, even if the Utah Twins are counted, the Bullets' book lineup is stronger than the Jazz.

But on the field, the Jazz can press the bullet team to play, which is the value of the top coach.

In addition, Lin Yu also realized that the bullet team may not be able to play blocking and dismantling tactics, and even if they do, the effect is definitely far inferior to Jazz.

The main reason is that the Bullets lack a point guard of Stockton's calibre.

Of course, the strength of the flying car is not bad, but his defensive ability, organizational ability and overall vision are at least two notches behind Stockton.

Playing the usual two-man blocking and dismantling, the flying car can play, but playing the complex multi-person blocking and dismantling like Jazz, chain blocking, and blocking each other in the front and back courts, he can't play, either he can't find anyone, or he can't get the ball out of the first place.

After recognizing this reality, Lin Yu sighed helplessly, it seemed that their Washington Bullets would not be able to play the mainstream tactics of the league.

……

The game lasted halfway through the fourth quarter, the score on the court was 78:86, the visitors were ahead, and the Bullets were still eight points behind.

The offensive and defensive tempo of both sides is relatively slow, so even if the shooting percentage is good, the score is not high.

Lin Yu was not in a hurry to use "Perfect Curtain Call", if this game could be won, then the opportunity could be left for other games.

And if there is really no hope of winning at the last moment, Lin Yu will not let go of the opportunity to win the Jazz.

The Jazz are the first in the West and the second in the league, and it is of great significance to win them, just like Lin Yu said when he poured chicken soup on the players, as long as the bullets win against the Jazz, it means that they have truly become one of the league's strongest players.

Player morale can be boosted and they can have a psychological advantage against other teams.

Lin Yu waited patiently for more than three minutes and called a long timeout, at this time there were still 5 points left in the point difference, and there were two and a half minutes left in the game time.

Since this is the case, then only "Perfect Curtain Call" can be sacrificed.

Mashburn has scored 28 points tonight, about as much as he has played in all of his games since joining the Bullets combined.

After waiting for the generals to leave the field, Lin Yu waved at Mashburn and called him to the far corner of the bench.

"Jamal, do you believe me?"

Lin Yu's voice was extremely low, and only Mashburn could hear it.

"Of course, Coach." Marshburn's face was puzzled, he couldn't understand what Lin Yu was doing.

"Okay, then I'm asking you to run to the halfcourt line to jump the ball and shoot three points in the next time, can you do it?"

"Huh? Coach, this joke isn't funny at all. ”

Mashburn's expression had changed from doubt to horror, and he wondered if Lin Yu was possessed by something dirty.

"No kidding, I'm serious, trust me this time, you definitely won't regret it." Lin Yu continued to encouraged in a demagogic tone.

"This ......"

"Coach, what the hell do you want to do? Three-point shot from the midcourt line? It's outrageous, right? ”

"But if you insist, I can give it a try."

Even if Mashburn didn't understand Lin Yu's purpose, he was sure of one thing, Lin Yu would never harm himself.

"Okay, remember, you have to shoot in the scrum, you have to shoot four times."

"Don't tell anyone, it's a little secret between us."

"Anyone asks, whatever you want, don't mention me anyway."

Lin Yu also knew how outrageous what was going to happen next, so he didn't want the eyes of the outside world to focus on him.

A player shoots four three-pointers at the halfcourt line, which can be explained by a hot brain on the court or a young man, and a coach arranges for a player to run to the midcourt line to shoot three-pointers, and he still shoots four, isn't that a neurosis?

After the timeout, the two sides returned to the pitch, with Marshburn standing in the scrum area of the halfway line and Kassel passing the ball into his hands.

After receiving the ball, Mashburn couldn't help but glance at Lin Yu on the sidelines again, only to see Lin Yu nodding slightly, as if he was encouraging him to make a move.

Mashburn took a deep breath, he simply didn't want to think so much, Lin Yu wouldn't harm himself, he definitely had a reason to let him make a move.

There are no defenders around at the moment, and it is impossible for any player to run into the scrum area to defend a small forward.

After taking a deep breath, Mashburn jumped for a jumper.

The more than 10,000 fans at the scene were all stupid, wondering if they were delusional, and Mashburn shot three points at the halfway line?!

Not only the fans were dumbfounded, but the players and coaches on and off the field were also dumbfounded, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Bang!"

This ultra-long three-point shot hit the rebound and didn't even touch the basket.

"...... Uproar"

The fans at the scene laughed, they thought that Marsh was just funny, even if the Bullets needed to chase points, they wouldn't shoot such a funny basket, right?

Even Sloan, who has always been serious, can't help but be happy, he has been coaching for decades, and it is the first time he has seen this kind of shooting.

Of course, there were half-court shots, but those were the last seconds or two of the game, and there was no way but to shoot like that, and now the Bullets still had plenty of time, and Sloan really didn't understand Marshburn's purpose.

Malone and Stockton on the field laughed as they thought it was the Mashburn dog jumping off the wall.

If it were a speeding car facing this situation, he would not have shot a second midfield three-pointer anyway, but Marshburn is different, and the more he faces ridicule, the more scrappy he becomes.

The Jazz began to attack, played slowly and leisurely for more than 20 seconds, and finally shot by Malone, but failed to score, and Big Ben protected the rebound.

As soon as Cassel received the ball from the boundary line, he turned around and saw Mashburn standing on the halfway line, and what was even more outrageous was that he actually saw Mashburn reaching for the ball.

This ball can't be given anyway, Kassel secretly warned himself, he felt that after the game, it was necessary to let Lin Yu take Mashburn to see a psychiatric department, isn't this a whole neurosis? How can any player shoot like that?

"Give it to him!"

"Pass it to him!"

Lin Yu shouted from the sidelines.

Cassel was about to curse in his heart, what kind of neurotic team was he traded to? Why are the players sick and the coaches not normal.

Although he scolded his mother in his heart, Cassel still passed the ball to Marshburn, and he didn't have the capital to disobey the coach's arrangement.

After receiving the ball, Mashburn took another deep breath and was obviously about to shoot another midfield three.

Seeing this scene, Ma Long actually made a gesture of invitation to Mashburn, which was full of humiliation.

Enraged, Mashburn, without even thinking about it, jumped up and shot three-pointers.

The three points crossed a perfect parabola, flew towards the basket, and then plunged straight into the basket under Lin Yu's gaze.

"...... Uproar"

The ball went in, and the midfield three-pointer actually hit!

The scene was in an uproar again, and this time no one laughed at Mashburn, and everyone looked at Mashburn, who had just created a miracle, with incredible eyes.

Lin Yu breathed a long sigh of relief, it seems that Mashburn's luck is not bad, the first ball only has a 30% chance of hitting, and it is normal to miss, this ball is 50% of the probability of being hit by Mashburn.

Malone clapped his hands and walked to Mashburn's side, laughed and said, "What a guy who has taken shit luck, do you dare to continue to vote?" ”

"Why don't you dare?"

After Marshburn hit this midfield three-pointer, his self-confidence was bursting, thinking that Lin Yu told him to shoot four times, even if Malone didn't taunt, he would continue to shoot.

In the Jazz's offensive round, although Stockton failed to hit, he made a foul on Cassel and scored a point on 1 of 2 free throws.

At this point, the difference is only the last three points, and there is less than a minute left in the game.

is still the midfield line, Cassel didn't even need Lin Yu to shout this time, and took the initiative to pass the ball to Mashburn.

"You vote, I don't guard against you, I'll just stand here and watch you vote." Marlon said with a smile.

Ma Long put on such a posture, in fact, he also has his own little abacus, the score difference is three points, and it is really hard to say whether the game will be won or lost.

And if Marshburn continues to shoot three-pointers in the midcourt, he definitely doesn't believe that he can continue to hit, so if the bullets are consumed for one round, then the Jazz will win the game nine times out of ten.

Mashburn didn't say a word of nonsense, he raised his hand and threw it.

"Huh!"

Scored again, another midfield three.

The fans at the scene were not shocked this time, but all looked like they had seen ghosts, and some fans even drew crosses on their chests.

It's so weird that hitting a midfield three-pointer can also be explained by luck, hitting two in a row? Can this be explained by luck?

Two three-pointers in a row directly leveled the disadvantage of being five points behind!

It was the Jazz's offensive round again, and they tried to consume as much time as possible, Malone received a pass from Stockton and scored a mid-range shot, giving the Jazz a two-point lead and 13 seconds left for the Bullets.

"You lose, unless you can shoot that again." Even though Marshburn has already scored two midfield three-pointers, Malone still doesn't believe he can continue to hit.

Mashburn smiled contemptuously at Malone, he didn't know why, he had a strong confidence in his heart, and he felt that he would definitely be able to hit this fourth midfield three-pointer.

Still at halftime, Marshburn didn't rush to the ground this time, and he was waiting for the timer to go into the bottom three.

Ma Long is a little difficult to ride a tiger and go forward to defend? He was afraid that this was a trap for Mashburn, and if he made a foul on Mashburn, it would be too much to lose.

But if he didn't step forward to defend, he always had a sense of foreboding.

“5！”

“4！”

“3！”

When the number on the timer jumped to 3, Mashburn made a move.

With such a long shot distance, when the basketball drilled into the net, the referee's whistle sounded.

With a 100% hit rate, there is no reason not to advance!

"Huh!"

Lore!

The monster that has just come out of the cage will be determined by four shots.

Mashburn looked at his hands in disbelief, what had he just done? Hit three midfield three-pointers in a row?!

What did Lin Yu do, to be exact? Mashburn couldn't help but look at Lin Yu, who seemed to have known the result on the sidelines, and his eyes were full of awe.

Malone was stupid, Stockton was stupid, Sloan was stupid, everyone was stupid, looking at Mashburn in a daze.

It was definitely the most amazing day since the creation of the NBA, and some atheist fans even wavered in their faith.

It's true that there have been a lot of outrageous things in NBA history, but three midfielders hit three-pointers in a row? It's still too explosive.