Chapter 400: Get Kenyon; Martin
proud!
This is what Kenyon Martin gives me. From his words, I can clearly feel his complacent. The referees are helping, and they have no reason to be unsatisfied. And they also know deeply that no party dares to expose this matter or uncover the cover. Once this matter is exposed, it will be a super earthquake that surpasses the affair between Clinton and Lewinsky.
You should know that the NBA has become a business card for the United States. Once the NBA Eastern Conference Finals are revealed, the NBA game that has always claimed to be fair and just will be blocked worldwide. Mr. David Stern's global strategic plan will be completely failed, and the subsequent loss of profits will be the profits. The NBA is likely to lose 50 billion US dollars in profits every year. This number is huge. This huge number will cause tens of thousands of Americans to cause. This is the bottom line that even the US Congress dare not touch...
I was speechless. I could only work hard to defend and contribute my firepower on the offensive end. I could only hope that David Stern could handle this matter as soon as possible.
Jason Kidd made a three-pointer at the three-point line, and the ball was once again in the hands of the Wizards.
Michael Jordan kept making gestures on the sidelines, asking Chauncey Billups to control the rhythm on the court and delay time, and try to play 24 seconds per attack. At this time, Michael Jordan obviously hopes that by delaying time, he can wait until David Stern makes the right choice.
Chauncey Billups was dribbling slowly. He only arrived at the frontcourt when the offense took 6 seconds, and then he and Larry Hughes and Richard Hamilton were constantly making passes and receiving.
I was still running around with Kenyon Martin, constantly appearing on Jason Kidd, Carey Kitels, and Richard Jefferson, making pick-and-rolls and covers the Wizards' outside.
Time passed slowly, and when the number above the rebound became 4, Chauncey Billups received the basketball, and at the same time, I successfully stood beside Jason Kidd.
I blocked Jason Kidd who was chasing Chauncey Billups, and Chauncey Billups took a step away from Kenyon Martin who was changing positions and directly inserted into the inside.
Yes! Chauncey Billups completely threw away Kenyon Martin. Although Kenyon Martin's speed is comparable to that of a defender, it is only comparable. Compared with a real defender, his speed still has a certain disadvantage.
I ran outside the three-point line, and Kenyon Martin also chased me and ran outside the three-point line, so only the Wizards' big center Brandon Haywood and Nets' big center Jason Collins. The inside line, which has little space, seemed much empty at this moment.
Brandon Heywood made a leap forward and blocked Jason Collins, giving Chauncey Billups a road that went straight to the basket. The future superstar Chauncey Billups did not waste such an opportunity at all. He jumped gently in front of Brandon Heywood and used a very simple small throw to give the Wizards the lead again.
The referee's whistle did not sound, it was a good ball! The good one could not be better. In the empty inside line, Chauncey Billups had no physical contact with the opponent at all. No foul could be discussed at this moment.
"The Wizards will win!" Chauncey Billups, who was running wildly in the backcourt, roaring loudly, and his expressionless face showed unprecedented firmness at this moment.
"The Wizards will win!" The Wizards on the field were echoing.
"The Wizards will win!" The fans in the stands echoed.
"We will win! Even if you have the referee help, we will win!" I leaned against my Kenyon. Martin said firmly with a lower voice in his ear.
"Is that so? If you send a few people off, I'll see how you win!" Kenyon Martin curled his lips with disdain on his face.
"As long as we don't foul and have no physical contact with you, I want to see why this guy named Joseph Kate sent us out, unless he really wants to go to prison for the rest of his life!" Although I was a little confident, I still said viciously. You must not lose at this time.
"Without physical contact, you can have wrist turn, you can have a return line, you can have a serve violation, you can have an interference ball. You can have... If you want to kill you, do you have any other reasons?" Kenyon Martin said disdainfully.
"Hmph!" I snorted coldly and said threateningly: "If I get out of here, I will give you a punch first, and then punch that stinky dog shit named Joseph Kate. These two punches will definitely guarantee that you two will lie on the bed for ten days and half a month!" I threatened fiercely.
Kenyon Martin suddenly widened his eyes and looked at me with an incredible expression. After a while, he said, "Who are you scaring me? If you dare to do this, you will definitely die and not die again. You will definitely be suspended for life! David Stern will definitely make you feel so happy and not feel happy anymore!" Kenyon Martin obviously doesn't think I will do this.
"I'm not short of money. I'm just giving me tens of millions of dollars a year. I'm worth billions now, but I still lack this little money? If you dare to make me upset, I will definitely make you feel so happy that I can't feel happy anymore..." I continued to threaten Kenyon Martin.
"You bastard!" Kenyon Martin cursed in anger, and his voice suddenly increased by more than n decibels, which even made the fans on the sidelines hear it.
No one could have thought that Kenyon Martin's voice would be so loud, and I didn't expect that I would be stunned at that moment, which made Jason Kid seize the opportunity. He rushed over from Chauncey Billups and drilled into the inside from my side.
Brandon Haywood, without jumping, stood outside the white line in the reasonable collision zone, holding his hands high and standing firmly.
Jump!
It's very likely to be a foul!
Don't jump!
Then you won't make any mistakes, this is Brandon Haywood's best choice.
Before Jason Kidd hit Brandon Haywood, a figure was flying into the air. Carey Kitels, the No. 8 show of the 96 Golden Generation, grabbed the basketball in the air and pressed it hard towards the basket.
Brandon Haywood made a back again, but this time he did not foul.
Brandon Haywood did not say anything, bent down and grabbed the basketball and prepared to serve the bottom line, but the referee did not blew the whistle to make him serve because I had entangled Mr. Joseph Kate.
"Mr. Referee, the guy named Kenyon Martin just now scolded me loudly and insulted my grandmother. I think you must have heard his scolding. If you don't hear it, you can check the video or ask the fans on the sidelines. You should give him some punishment, yes, he should give him some punishment, at least he has to give him a warning..."
I stood beside Mr. Joseph Kate, polite and squirting, and I don't know what impact this would have on the referee, but I know that doing so would give the Wizards more time and Mr. David Stern more time to handle this abnormal game.
I was just appealing, saying the facts, and was very respectful to Joseph Kate, without any contradictory. Joseph Kate couldn't pick out any of the problems in my words, and I chose the right position, just near the technical supervision seat, and next to the technical supervision seat is the live broadcast commentary seat of NBA TV. They could hear every word I said, and they could testify for me.
Kenyon Martin was so angry that he ran straight to me and shouted at me: "fu*k, Kwame, you***..."
The commentator on the live broadcast commentator of NBA TV station reached out the microphone with great interest, and Kenyon Martin's voice suddenly reached every corner of the stadium through this microphone.
"Kenyang Martin is swearing! He actually greeted Kaome's grandmother with the word starting with f. This is unforgivable. We are playing, we are not cursing, this is Kaome Brown. If it were me, I would have served with big fists. Kaome Brown has a really good temper! I was scolded, I just went to appeal to the referee." Charles Barkley kept praising me, but his praise really made me a little flattered.
Kenyon Martin was already stunned because he clearly saw that the referee had made a technical foul gesture to him. This 2000 No. 1 pick who was proud just now was in danger of being sent off by the Wizards.
"Kenyang! Don't be fooled by that boy! Stay calm! Stay calm!" Before Kenyon Martin got angry and stretched out his iron fist at me, Jason Kidd hugged him first, which made me plan to perform a wonderful move of falling back and falling to the ground suddenly faded.
Kenyon Martin came out of the game. His chest was constantly undulating and his anger was expressing his anger, but it was his own question. He thought Fred Brano could do whatever he wanted by bribing the referee? This was obviously impossible. You should know that this is the Eastern Conference Finals of the NBA playoffs. This game was live broadcast worldwide. There were 25 cameras staring at them. In every corner, there were people fiddling with the cameras and cameras. In the first row seats close to the basketball court, there were countless reporters, and countless recorders in their pockets. Joseph Kate would never dare to blatantly favor the Nets.
Kenyon Martin miscalculated, I made a move, and then was replaced by Nets head coach Byron Scott with Aaron Williams.
Looking at Kenyon Martin walking to the sidelines in disappointment and slapped Aaron Williams with a high-five, I couldn't express the pleasure in my heart.
This game has changed, but no matter how it changes, it is still a NBA Eastern Conference final. All the small moves made below cannot be put on the table. In the game, Joseph Kate must maintain his fair and just image, otherwise, he will be waiting to go to prison! I think Joseph Kate doesn't want to go to prison for the time being.
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