Chapter 412 I should do something
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The last 1 minute and 47 seconds of the game was finally confirmed. I, Brandon Haywood, guarded the basket, Caron Butler played as a small forward, Chauncey Billups insisted on the court, and the prosperous Manu Ginobili was handed over to Michael Jordan for personal care.
6 points
1 minute and 47 seconds
This is a small score difference, but as long as you work hard, the 6-point gap is not so easy to catch up.
Michael Jordan is ready to defend himself. He is preparing to use all of these 1 minute and 47 seconds to defend. He wants to defend Manu Ginobili, who is emerging in the Spurs, and defend his opponent's scoring frenzy.
I stood at the bottom line, with Tim Duncan constantly waving his arms, Michael Jordan and Manu Ginobili were constantly sitting and stopping and running back, Caron Butler and Steve Smith kept running over for Michael Jordan and Chauncey Billups while sitting and covering, while the small players on the two teams were running constantly...
Finally, the old Steve Smith did not keep up with Caron Butler's pace, allowing Caron Butler to run away from both positions.
I jumped up high and sent the basketball to Caron Butler's hands. Caron Butler turned around and wiped the side of Steve Smith who was rushing to catch up with him.
There seemed to be a smooth road in front of Caron Butler, and he ran towards the front court with a hard hit of the basketball.
Caron Butler's degree is very fast. No one in the Wizards except Tyrone Rue is faster than him. But his degree is still a certain gap compared to Frenchman Tony Parker, not to mention that he is dribbling forward, and Tony Parker runs without the ball.
When Caron Butler stepped outside the three-point line, Tony Parker was already waiting for him in the penalty area. The fast break was completely impossible.
Caron Butler frowned, and seemed to have made a lot of determination on his cold face, wanting to continue to attack, but Michael Jordan's shout stopped him: "Caron! Time! We need time to waste"
Yes!
At this time, what the Wizards have to do is to spend time instead of grab points. After all, we are the one who leads now, and the score difference is still 6 points. It is not the situation where the result can be changed with one attack. Time consumption is the most beneficial thing for the Wizards.
Caron Butler retracted his forward body and dribbled outside the three-point line. After Michael Jordan came up, he handed the basketball directly to Michael Jordan.
Facing the nominal rookie, Michael Jordan, who is a veteran, is playing basketball slowly outside the three-point line, with a relaxed and confident expression.
The Argentinian bent over and followed Michael Jordan's steps at the three-point line and kept adjusting his center of gravity. From time to time, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. He was very nervous. Facing the God of the past, no one would not be nervous.
Time passed slowly, and Michael Jordan spent only 4 seconds left in 24 seconds. Then Michael Jordan moved, and he beat the basketball hard. He prepared to hand the ball to his right hand and rushed over from the left side of Manu Ginobili's body.
At this moment, Manu Ginobili moved very coincidentally, and he stretched out his right hand and copied the basketball in Michael Jordan's hand.
The two people's bodies intertwined. The basketball in Michael Jordan's hand was intercepted by Ginobili.
"Oh my God! Michael, it was cut off... Our Manu actually stole Michael Jordan's basketball in one-on-one, which is really incredible..." DJ at the scene said stutteringly, and he seemed to feel a little incredible about Manu Ginobili's steal.
"Ah!" The fans in the stadium were surprised.
But what followed was the cheers everywhere.
The basketball was jumping happily on the floor, and Manu Ginobili bent down and picked up the basketball and shot hard towards the front court.
Michael Jordan's basketball was cut off, which was beyond everyone's expectations. At that moment, even Michael Jordan's face was full of surprise, but Michael Jordan did not let surprise stay in his face for more time. He had already started a sudden stop and immediately turned around and chased Manu Ginobili.
He bent down and picked up the basketball, allowing Manu Ginobili to control the basketball in his own hands, but this also gave Michael Jordan enough time to chase and defend. When Manu Ginobili stood up and ran towards the frontcourt, Michael Jordan's body had already caught up with him.
It seemed that they were running side by side, and both of them were running forward hard, but I could clearly see Michael Jordan's body rushing towards Manu Ginobili in rhythmic manner.
The continuous impact made Manu Ginobili's basketball control in his hand no longer so steadily. The basketball accidentally dragged away his control. He quickly stopped urgently, reached out to grab the basketball that had already left his control, and hugged it tightly in his arms.
I was trying hard to chase back, and I knew what the result would be if the opponent intercepted the ball at this time. Chauncey Billups, Caron Butler, Brandon Haywood was also chasing back like me.
When Manu Ginobili stood firm, I, Caron Butler, Chauncey Billups, had all arrived in the backcourt. When he gathered the basketball over his head to prepare for the pass, Brandon Haywood also threw it back.
A perfect defensive system has been successfully built. I stood in the ox horn area and could clearly hear the sound of whimpering breathing from my body, behind my back, on the left and right sides.
My teammates really fought hard this time, and they had physical collapsed and their morale surged. All of this was left behind by us. We only want one thing now, that is to prevent the opponent's attack.
Michael Jordan, who forced Manu Ginobili, shouted loudly: "Defend this ball!"
"Defend this ball!" Several others responded.
Michael Jordan forced himself to defend himself, but Manu Ginobili had no chance to take action at all. He could only pass the basketball obediently.
Tony Parker received the basketball and rushed towards Chauncey Billups.
Although Chauncey Billups is tough, it is undeniable that his body is really tired. He just had time to reach out and do a symbolic interception. Then he let Tony Parker rush over.
Tony Parker had rushed over and looked at his hideous face. It seemed that this time he had made a great decision to buckle one hard on me, or Brandon Haywood.
Brandon Haywood and I were under the basket. If it were just two of us, we wouldn't be afraid of Tony Parker. If we were to stick to each other and jump high, we would easily turn Tony Parker's shot into our hotpot.
But there are not only two of us at the basket, but also the famous Shibu Duncan, and the famous Admiral David Robinson. Tonight, they didn't have much chance to score under the personal care of Brandon Haywood and me. Now they are no longer going to get the ball and attack, and they have all changed their careers and become road construction workers.
Tim Duncan held me tightly, David Robinson snatched Brandon Haywood fiercely, and another smooth road leading to the basket appeared in the middle.
"Kaome!" Michael Jordan shouted anxiously.
From his voice, I heard his anxious mood. I knew I must do something at this time, although I had already committed fouls for 5 times. Although I was blocked by Tim Duncan. But at this moment, the Wizards needed me, and I should do something for this team, Michael Jordan, who had high expectations for me, and do something for his own No. 1 pick.
Tony Parker's foot had already stepped into the horn area, and the basketball was already sandwiched between his hands. His next move was definitely an undisputed three-step layup, and time was too late to allow me to think more.
I hit Tim Duncan hard. With the help of the rebound force generated by physical contact, I turned around quickly with my right foot as the axis, and then bypassed Tim Duncan and fought from the bottom line to the reasonable collision zone.
Yes!
I stood in the reasonable collision zone. Tony Parker had taken the second step of three layups. His feet gently kicked the floor and his body soared into the air...
superior,
Still not,
This is a very rare choice.
On, you may be able to defend your opponent's attack, but more of it is to make Tony Parker foul successfully, and even make Tony Parker successfully score a three-pointer.
If not, then Tony Parker will definitely score two points very easily and easily, clean and neat.
A smile appeared on Tony Parker's face, and his smile seemed so hateful in my eyes. I even felt that his smile was a satire of my ignorance.
It is not that difficult to make a choice. Although my brain is constantly thinking, my body and instinct have made a choice in my brain.
I could no longer jump, so I could only stretch out my right hand and swing it hard, towards the basketball in Tony Parker's hand.
Tony Parker in the air smiled even brighter. He flipped his wrist, held the ball with his back, leaned hard against the right hand that I would be able to come out.
The choices I instinctively made were the fastest, but my brain immediately knew what I was doing, and my brain gave the order to stop.
I waved my hand hard, stretched my waist hard, and let my body in the air fall backwards hard.
I succeeded, Tony Parker's back of his hand did not touch my right hand, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, but the next moment, he suddenly sank his body hard, causing his body to hit me.
I was not jumping high, my feet had already landed on the ground. When facing Tony Parker, I stepped on the floor with my left foot and retreated hard.
Tony Parker was falling. With his incredible look on his face, the moment his feet landed on the ground, he threw out the basketball in his hand, and then he rushed forward and just bumped into my body.
My feet were already outside the kitchen knife, and I dodged the collision of Tony Parker, took a step forward, and entered the penalty area again.
The basketball hit the basket and fell down. Tim Duncan got the basketball. He was unguarded and held the ball in his left hand, jumped up gently, and poured the basketball into the basket.
I had already entered the penalty area, and Tim Duncan and I were standing on the same line, but he was facing the basket, my back was facing the basket, and facing the goal that Tim Duncan was bound to score, I had no choice but to jump up.
The basketball was getting closer and closer to the basket, and I forced my body to twist in the air and stretched out my left hand to poke at the basketball.
Yes! It's poking! The reason in the position made me unable to completely turn around and I couldn't use my strength at all. I could only poke the basketball with my fingers.
To be honest, I have never thought about whether I can defend this basketball, but I have to defend this basketball. As the core of the team, I have to do something when the opponent is attacking wildly.
God favors those who work hardest. This time, my hard work and defense touched God.
A huge pain came from my middle finger, and then the basketball in Tim Duncan's hand suddenly dunked on the basket and flew straight up.
Brandon Haywood, who was blocked by David Robinson, jumped up hard, stretched out his long arms, and hugged the basketball tightly in his arms.
A burst of lamentation sounded in the silent arena just now...
"No one defended, Tony broke into the paint area, took off, dunk... Ah! How could Kwame Brown appear where?... Ah? Why did Tony not dunk? Why didn't the referee blew the whistle? Did Kwame Brown not have a foul just now?... The referee signaled that there was no foul, but is this possible? Oops! Oh my God! Tim Duncan's dunk was also defended by Kwame Brown. He was like an octopus with eight claws..." The DJ at the scene shouted depressedly. (To be continued...)
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