The situation on the court reversed, **Vic called a timeout, the Spurs' main player came on the field, and Cole replaced Ginobili.

The Spurs' timeout also made the "Zen Master" relieved. He was in a mess and he quickly let O'Neal, the Lakers' biggest weapon, play, and Carl Malone continue to stay on the court. As for Kobe, as a caring head coach, you can't tired the children.[]

Sometimes, you have to mention the importance of morale. Just like now, the Lakers still have a luxury far beyond the Spurs in lineup, but the two teams are basically fighting each other and there is no situation in the previous quarter again.

Chamberlain sat on the bench with a white towel on his head. His vigorous exercise just now made his breathing seem rapid, and his heart was beating one after another, as if he was about to break free from his chest.

"Zhang, do you know that you are going to be famous? You defeated Kobe, and that is Kobe, Jordan's successor! Man." Kevin Willis spoke very quickly, and Chamberlain still understood because he brought a gift.

It was a sports drink, and Chamberlain took it and said thank you. "I didn't defeat him, he lost to myself." Chamberlain smiled and corrected Kevin Willis, opened the bottle cap of the drink, and took a sip.

"You are too modest, Zhang! Here is NBA, you should answer 'Yes, that guy is not my opponent at all'" The King of the Killer also said in an exaggerated tone, laughing. The Spurs also had a lot of noise on the bench, and everyone seemed to have more words.

"Zhang, pay attention to rest, you have to play in the third quarter." **Vicci's words seemed to come from the endless sky. The calmness made Chamberlain think of the Tathagata Buddha who suppressed Sun Monkey.

Chamberlain quickly agreed, and Willis next to him touched him with his shoulder, then blinked his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and looked like "I'm optimistic about you". The substitutes who were not guaranteed to play time showed all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred. Seeing that his comrade Zeng Jin was living better than himself, it was somewhat unnatural.

"I'm going to face the big shark." Chamberlain clenched his fist tightly. He didn't think about whether he could do it well. He was reborn, so how could he allow himself to look forward to it?

During the halftime break, **Vic announced a substitution, Chamberlain replaced Nestrovic, Ginobili replaced Cole. The Lakers, "Zen Master" also replaced Kobe.

Chamberlain, who was standing on the court, smiled bitterly. **Vicci encouraged him like this, "You can't defeat that fat man, so all you have to do is to use your thin body to make the referee pity you." It was this sentence that allowed Chamberlain to completely see the illusion given to him by the audience just now. He is not a hero, at least not yet.

"Boss! I know I'm a supporting role, but you don't have to be so direct." Of course, Chamberlain only dares to complain in his heart.

"Even if I am still a supporting role now, I am not a supporting role. Only by relying on the mercy of others can we survive." Faced with the dismal reality and facing the contempt of others for themselves, the only thing that cannot be underestimated by oneself is the only one who cannot be despised by oneself.

Chamberlain did not see Kobe or anyone. In his eyes, there was only that fat man, the only fat man in the world.

Payton did not get involved in the Lakers' "triangle tactics". Kobe was tired of this tactic, but the Lakers are still surnamed Sharks, and Kobe is now just the younger brother around Sharks. According to the NBA law, the Lakers' first ball was given to the Sharks.

I have to say that the cooperation between Old Malone and O'Neal was much more tacit. Seeing that the "Shark" was about to attack, he immediately stood in front of Duncan, and O'Neal inserted into the inside.

As we all know, the center's attack is generally slower than the outside line (German chariot, Kasumi is exception), which also gives Chamberlain time to react, and his small body is erected in front of O'Neal.

It was a sharp visual contrast. Chamberlain never felt so thin, and O'Neal never felt so fat.

After O'Neal gently pushed twice, Chamberlain felt that he was almost unable to support his center of gravity.

O'Neal pushed it lightly twice, and he felt that the rookie on the opposite side had lost his center of gravity. He was about to dunk. Don't forget that there was a Duncan behind him. Malone could only disassemble the gear, and Malone was not a universal glue.

O'Neal was about to dunk, Chamberlain clearly felt it. His thick leg that was about to compare to his waist had already begun to lift it up, and his hand holding the basketball began to lift it up.

Chamberlain finally lost his center of gravity. That day, thick legs pressed his abdomen and made his head begin to approach his feet. He had lost the ability to stand, and he was not unfamiliar with this feeling. Countless people had bullied him like this.

Chamberlain suddenly felt a strong unwillingness, and the words of **Vicci seemed to ring in his ears again, "You can't stop that fat man, you can't stop that fat man, you can't stop that fat man"... He reminded him at the same time that he was just a supporting role, "but a supporting role also has the dignity of a supporting role"!

Chamberlain tried hard to extend his hand.

He felt the pain from his abdomen caused by the impact, as if the five internal organs were shifting, but his bloodshot eyes saw that his hands were getting closer and closer to the ball...

He closed his lips tightly and bit his crown, and was about to touch him, and "pop" his hand finally hit the ball-held hands.

He flew backwards and lay there, gasping for fresh air greedily, his eyes looking at the ceiling, and his oxygen-deficient brain was blank.
Chapter completed!