optimism!

The Mic Center Stadium, which can accommodate 20,672 people, was packed, and countless fans were shouting, how could they be shouting, the 4:0 number was written on every card, and countless fans held brooms and cheered and celebrated. Even before the game started, fans began celebrating in the stadium. Even the team's home commentators Elvin Hayes and Kevin Young also expressed optimistically before the game: "We are enjoying the game now!"

No one thinks about Reggie Miller's comeback, no one thinks about Jermaine O'Neal's constant gamble before the game and vows to win a victory in the mic center.

I stood on the court and watched my teammates practice shooting with smiles. I looked at the solemn and solemn side of my opponent, and the feeling of badness in my heart became more and more obvious. I felt that some things were out of my control.

Amid the cheers of the stadium, I stood in the middle circle, and the game was about to begin, but I found that the person standing in the middle circle and jumping with me became Jermaine O'Neal.

Jermaine O'Neal didn't look at me at all. He bent down deeply, made a gesture of preparing to swing hard with his arms, and stared at the basketball in the referee's hand with both eyes.

The basketball flew up and began to fall after reaching its peak.

I jumped up, jumped hard, stretched out my right arm toward the basketball racket. But the person opposite me was working hard, and I seemed to feel that he was jumping a little higher than me.

My fingers reached the basketball, but the basketball was suddenly out of my control and flew to my right.

I actually lost in the jump ball! I was a little surprised. I absolutely didn't believe that my bounce would be weaker than Jermaine O'Neal, so there was only one explanation. That is, I was distracted just now. I shook my head vigorously, so I woke myself up, and focused my attention on the game on the court, and don't think about other things.

The Wizards returned to defense quickly, and Jamaltinsley did not make a fast attack, and the game fell into a positional battle.

The basketball kept rotating on the outside, and the Pacers were not in a hurry to shoot. They kept looking for opportunities through passing.

I kept Brad Miller behind me and didn't give him the chance to catch the ball and attack the basket. At the same time, I glanced at Jermaine O'Neal from time to time. I felt like he was going to explode today, and I had to pay attention to him carefully. After all, he is the All-Star this year.

Ron Artest blocked Caron Butler behind him. He received the basketball and then used his strong body to fight Caron Butler, and followed the trend, just like killing the inside.

Carlos Boozer defended Jermaine O'Neal on the other side. There was no one in front of Mr. Beast's offensive route. I could only slide and stuck Ron Artest's route forward, spreading his arms.--(interference him to pass the basketball to Brad Miller.

I was guarding against Ron Artest's pass and his emergency stop jump shot. If he dared to shoot, I would give him a big big hat when the basketball in his hand was shot.

But my idea was completely wrong. Ron Artest did not stop quickly, and did not imagine a horse and shoot archery. He rushed to the inside without any adjustment. He jumped up hard, holding the ball in his right hand and dunked towards the basket. I didn't care at all, so I stood under the basket and blocked between him and the basket.

My body is strong. Ron Artest's body is also strong. The strong collision between the two bodies made me feel stuffy in my chest and a strong sense of suffocation came.

I couldn't help but take a step back half a step. I didn't expect Mr. Ron Artest to come back like this. I looked at Ron Artest in surprise and roared loudly on the basket.

For some reason, there was no booing sound in the stadium, but there were cheers in the narrow area in the northwest corner, which were the original fans of the Indiana Pacers.

I touched my forehead with my hands, rubbed my temples with both hands to make my brain clearer. I looked up at my opponent again and found that each of the five people on the Pacers was murderous, and each of them had a serious look on their faces. On the other hand, no one on the Wizards showed anger, disappointment, and unwilling expressions about the goal just now. Carlos Boozer was still talking in a low voice with Caron Butler.

"Everyone cheer up! Don't just laugh at me." I was a little angry, and I loudly reminded my teammates that I hope they will be more serious, especially when the opponent is now red in his eyes.

Brad Miller didn't compete with me. He leaned his back against my body and made a defense around the front to try to stop my catch.

I could only retreat quickly and try to distance myself from Brad Miller, but behind me, Ron Artest, a guy with an abnormal body, appeared again.

Caron Butler took the basketball while Ron Artest was blocking my defense, and then went straight to the basket from the bottom line, jumped up directly against Jermaine O'Neal's backup defense. He wanted to have a violent dunk that Ron Artest had just shown. He wanted to show off his strength with the cheering of fans on the scene.

But the reality is cruel. Brad Miller jumped high behind Jermaine O'Neal and gave Karon Butler a big hat.

The basketball rebounded and fell to the middle of Ron Artest and I quickly adjusted my pace and tried to grab the rebound, but Ron Artest turned around, leaned against me with his back, and then slammed hard with his strong body.

Ron Artest did not hit me, but when he hit me like this, I also lost the opportunity to grab the rebound, and the basketball was held tightly in my arms by Jamaltinsley.

"Caron was a bit rash when he shot the ball just now. At that time, Carlos Boozer was in the open position. He should give Boozer so that he can be more confident. But it doesn't matter. We can just play the next ball back!"

"As a rookie this year, Caron has always performed well. His breakthroughs have made the Wizards' offensive system more full, and his optimism has injected vitality into the Wizards..."

"Kevin, you seem to be like this. Besides, the Wizards are all old men, and they are always as if they are still in a state of depression..."

Kevin Young and Elvin Hayes did not notice the change in the atmosphere on the court, and they were still making optimistic jokes on the commentary seat. They did not realize that today's Pacers are no longer the Pacers the night before.

Reggie Miller was backing off and celebrating with Jermaine O'Neal and Ron Artest. But there was no smile in their expressions, and it was still so rigid and serious, and it was still so firm.

Jamaltinsley faced Chaunci Billups and kept shaking. Chaunci Billups bent over and opened his arms and stepped back step by step, carefully marking. But Ron Artest's pick-and-roll turned Chaunci Billups' defensive target into Mr. Beast.

Jamaltinsley rushed out from behind Ron Artest like a wind, facing Caron Butler's hurried defense. Jamaltinsley stopped urgently, then accelerated and entered the inside.

I stood in my position, blocked Brad Miller behind me, stuck Jamaltinsley's direction of progress, and waited for him to jump up and shoot the basketball in his hand.

Jamaltinsley jumped up and made a throwing move in the air, attracting me to reach out and block it, but his wrist flipped and the basketball flew to my left.

Jermaine O'Neal, who cut in quickly, received the basketball at the edge of the paint area, held the ball with one hand, jumped up high, and dunked the basketball hard towards the basket.

I turned around quickly, jumped up hard, stretched out my arms to try to stop Jermaine O'Neal's dunk, but the hand I tried to stretch was too far away from him. In the air, I could only watch the glaring face roaring loudly on the basket.

"I? The Pacers seem to be in good shape today. But this seems to be their return. They have no chance in this series. What do you think, Elvin!" Kevin Yang said in the commentary seat with great confidence.

"Yes! 0:3 behind. It is a heavy blow to the Pacers' morale. They have no hope of turning the tables. All they can do is die with more dignity. Today they are working hard to play, just hope not to lose too ugly like in the previous few games." Elvin Hayes nodded and voted for Kevin Young's point of view.

I know that some things are happening, and others don't realize it. Only I know that these things are continuing to develop. I want to stop these things from continuing to develop. I need to double my efforts in the subsequent games, run hard, defend hard, and attack hard.

Instead of serving at the bottom line, I quickly turned around and ran to the backcourt, hoping to maintain my strength, and hope to score a goal in the next round and bite the score tightly.

But before I could pass half the game, a burst of lamentation suddenly sounded in the stadium, mixed with cheers from the northwest corner.

I quickly turned my head to watch the ball and saw Mr. Reggie Miller running towards the backcourt with his arms raised, and kept making kisses to the fans in the northwest corner.

Looking up at the big screen, replaying the camera just now, Reggie Miller stole the basketball passed by Carlos Boozer to Chaunci Billups and put a three-pointer outside the three-point line.

0:7

The Wizards were beaten 0:7 by their opponents in the opening 2 and a half points, which is something that has never happened since the beginning of this series.

"The Pacers are in a really good shape today. Their desire to attack is very strong. It seems that they want to win this game, but what can this happen? Even if they win this game, they will lose again when they return to their home court. It is very sad to lose the hope of entering the next round at home. It is better to lose the game in this game! After all, they have to face too many painful fans at home..."

"But Mr. Apollin definitely hopes to play 6 games so that the MIC center can sell all three games tickets. This is a very good choice, which will bring Mr. Apollin hundreds of thousands of dollars in more money..."

"Ha ha...."

There is still no one who is worried about the final victory of the game, and there is still no one who is worried about this series, although the score is already 0:7. To be continued...


Chapter completed!