Chapter 406 The Spurs may be in the second half...
I took the towel and wiped the sweat from my face hard, sat on the bench, and Michael Jordan, who had been cheering us on the sidelines in the second half of the second quarter, personally handed me a bottle of mineral water.
"How is it?" Michael Jordan asked excitedly.
"Yeah!" After I took a few big saliva, I looked up at the two huge numbers on the big screen. I felt like I was dreaming, shook my head, making my brain clearer, and nodded seriously and said, "It's a bit incredible, I feel like I'm dreaming. Damn, we can actually do so well in defense. I have never thought about it..."
"Very good! I believe that as long as everyone works hard, we will do better..." Michael Jordan nodded happily, then turned his head and asked Chauncey Billups: "Changuncey, how do you feel?"
"Yeah! Very good! Everyone says that Tony Parker is fast, no one can catch up with him, but I don't have to catch up with him at all. As long as he dares to move, I will hit him with one fucking shoulder, and I promise he will be honest!" Chauncey Billups said proudly. Obviously, he had never thought before the game that he could defend against Tony Parker at the speed comparable to Allen Iverson's Tony Parker. When he completely locked Tony Parker in the first half, his heart was filled with endless pride.
"Brendan, how do you feel?" Michael Jordan then asked Brandon Haywood.
Brandon Haywood scratched his head, thought for a while, and then he figured out what to say: "Well, Michael. Are you talking about that David Robinson really the top 50 superstar?"
"Nonsense, can this be fake?" Michael Jordan rebuked.
"But I've already defended him, then I'm better than the 50 superstars. I'm not the greatest center ever! I'm even greater than the one named Wilt Chamberlain..." Brandon Haywood looked charming.
"Ha..." Everyone on the Wizards' bench was laughed out loud by Brandon Heywood's tricks, and everyone relaxed their tense nerves because of Brandon Heywood's humor.
After laughing, Michael Jordan reached out to calm everyone down, and he had something to say.
"Although I don't want to admit that the Spurs are stronger than us, it's an indisputable fact. They achieved a record of 62 wins and 20 losses in the regular season, but we didn't even have 50 wins. There is a huge gap in strength between us and them."
"But, today, we did a great job, we used our muscles, our blood, and our perseverance to suppress the San Antonios, and we almost couldn't find them to defend themselves. We let them get only 31 points at the end of the half, which is a great number, and I can't imagine anyone who can do better and more perfectly than we do."
"But, we're still not doing enough at the moment." Michael Jordan suddenly stopped him in his passionate speech.
Everyone stared at Michael Jordan, and heard what they needed from this old senior who had experienced the fierce battle in the finals, because the Wizards now had the idea of winning this championship.
"Yes! Not enough!" Michael Jordan looked around his teammates in front of him and said very seriously:
"We haven't beat the Spurs yet, we haven't won the O'Brien Cup yet, we're just laughing proudly here. And this laugh will make us relax our guard, make us relax in our minds for the next 24 minutes, and will make us never laugh again in the last second of the game..."
The experienced Michael Jordan made tactful criticisms of everyone's laugh just now.
Everyone was silent. Everyone fell into deep thought, and only everyone was left on the bench of the visiting team and Michael Jordan were eye contact.
"Don't worry! Michael, we know how to do it! We will win this game, we will win this series!" Richard Hamilton stood up and said seriously.
Richard Hamilton stood up and said this sentence was beyond everyone's expectations, but when he thought of him in the first half, he would dare to rush his thin body to Stephen Jackson and Bruce Bowen. Everyone was relieved immediately.
"Michael, I promise you that Larry Hughes in the second half is better than Larry Hughes in the first half!" Larry Hughes, who had just changed gauze by the team doctor, followed Richard Hamilton and expressed his determination.
"We will let the Spurs score only 30 points in the second half! It's lower than the first half!" Chauncey Billups said with an extremely heavy voice.
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Michael Jordan nodded with great satisfaction. He looked at his teammates in front of him happily, with a happy smile on his face.
"Kaome! What about you? Do you have anything to say?" Michael Jordan, who was happy, suddenly found that his proud disciple, Kwame Brown, had been silent and quickly pulled me out to ask questions.
I gulped a mouthful of mineral water, wiped the water stains on the corner of my mouth with my arms, frowned, and spoke with concern:
"I think we can do it, and that's unquestionable, but in basketball, we need not only our defense, but we also need attack."
"In the first half we gave the opponent 31 points, but we only scored 37 points, and we should see that there were problems with our offense."
"The Spurs have been a strong team in the Western Conference over the years. They play more than a dozen games every year, or even dozens of playoffs. They have faced various opponents and played various tactics. I don't believe they have never encountered such iron-blooded defense as us before."
"What they met, in 1999, they met the famous Iron-blooded Lions in the Finals, the Knicks, but so what? After losing the first game under the New Yorkers' iron-blooded defense, the Spurs won four consecutive games. They responded with more Iron-blooded defense in the next four games."
"I dare not say I can guess, but I believe that if the Spurs' offense still does not improve in the second half of the game, **Vic will definitely let the Spurs use the same means to deal with us. Their inside line is not bad, and there are also muscular men on their outside line. We are likely to have the same problems as the Spurs..."
Everyone on the bench was stunned. Even Doug Collins, who had been drawing various lines on the tactical board, raised his head in surprise and looked at me...
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