God of NBA point guards

Chapter 221 You hurt me too

At 07:30, the two sides announced the starting lineup, and at the same time came off the bench to warm up.

Pistons: Ronnie Secali, Dennis Rodman, Joe Dumars, Joo Kwon, Isiah Thomas
Bulls: Carter White, Horace Grant, Scottie Pippen, Michael Jordan, BJ Aronstrong

ABC's live broadcast began, and in the commentary, Bill Walton immediately analyzed: "Since the G5 game, the Pistons have used this main lineup. Steals, 5% shooting, one win and one loss in two games, it shows that his performance did not drag the team down."

Williams said: "He is different from before. He is only responsible for dribbling the ball halfway, and then waiting for the open space. He rarely attacks with the ball, and he does not need him to organize the offense. Dumars splits the ball."

Bill Walton said: "The Bulls withdrew Scott's starting position, and it seems that Phil Jackson still believes in veteran Carter White.

In fact, Scott Williams performed well, with better defensive rebounds. He is only 25 years old, and Carter White is 36 years old. "

Williams said with a smile: "Carter White is an All-Star center who came from the No. [-] pick in the first round and has rich experience, while Scott is just a marginal player who lost the draft. It is understandable to trust Carter White."

Bill Walton said again: "Ulrich was seriously injured in the afternoon. Although he has been removed from the main position, he is also considered a very good scorer in the bench lineup. The loss of the Pistons is still very big.

There are good and bad for the Bulls, Carter White is back, this first start, and John Paxson's condition is not very good, according to media sources, he went to the hospital yesterday, although he is still in the 12-man squad, but it is not sure whether he can beat. "

Williams pointed to the screen and said: "Paxson is warming up and should be able to play. The Pistons are on the Assassins again, and BJ should be fine on the Bulls' side. The height does not suffer. With the current physical condition of the Assassins, BJ Definitely has an advantage in terms of confrontation.”

"One lacks a small forward and the other lacks a point guard. Let's see how they compete. The media is saying that this tiebreaker is likely to usher in a one-sided game. I don't think it will be."

That's what Bill Wharton said, but his tone was not firm, which shows that he doesn't have much confidence in the Pistons in his heart.

"oops!"

At this moment, John Paxson, who was warming up on the court, made a jump shot at the top of the arc, but it landed crookedly and fell to the floor.

Once you fall down, you won't be able to get up.

"Oops!"

Phil Jackson was stunned.

Countless Bulls fans looked at John Paxson on the court, feeling a little regretful in their hearts. The game was about to start, how could he be injured?

"Oh, is John Paxson hurt?" Bill Wharton yelled.

"It should be, the team doctor went up to check." Williams said.

In the locker room of the home team, Jordan looked at the TV on the wall and couldn't help cursing: "What happened, so careless?"

"Fortunately BJ is not injured." Pippen said.

Jordan glared at Pippen, and said angrily, "Paxson is also very important. Without him as a substitute, wouldn't BJ play the whole game? If they put up a small forward, would they have BJ and Joe Dumars face off?"

Pippen and the others looked at each other, and Phil Jackson used his brains while comforting him: "Calm down, injuries are inevitable, it's just that we are unlucky, it's really annoying to have this kind of thing happen before the game, but they also hurt Ur Ritchie, one big scorer off the bench, we're even."

During the dressing match of the visiting team, seeing John Paxson injured, Zhou Quan, the Assassin and others smiled.

Injured before the game, this is more sudden than Ulrich, the 12-man roster is all set.

"Win the tiebreaker, and we will enter the Eastern Conference finals." Zhou Quan stood up, raised his right hand, and shouted to the other four in high spirits.

"Win the tiebreaker, and we will enter the Eastern Conference finals." The assassin and the other four put their hands on it and shouted in unison.

At this time, Paxson was helped off the field and sat on the bench with a dejected look on his face. He must not be able to fight this time.

Zhou Quan and his team came to the player tunnel, and the Bulls also arrived. Zhou Quan looked at Jordan and said, "Flying man, Yintang is dark, your complexion is not very good!"

"What do you mean?" Jordan couldn't understand "Yintang".

Zhou Quan laughed and didn't bother to pay attention.

Jordan snorted coldly and didn't speak.

At this time, the ABC reporter signaled the cameraman to point the live camera at Jordan, and then asked loudly: "Michael, do you want to say something?"

"Tonight we will dominate the Pistons." Jordan said coldly.

"Oh hoo!"

ABC's live footage appeared on the hanging screen. Hearing these words, nearly [-] Bulls fans cheered excitedly.

"Oh, haha, Michael is going to dominate the Pistons, and I think he can do it."

Far away in Phoenix, Barkley, who has reached the Western Conference Finals, was preparing to watch the game at home, and laughed when he heard this sentence.

"Charles, if the Suns make it to the Finals, would you prefer to play Michael Jordan in the Finals?"

asked his wife, Maureen, with a strange face.

"..."

Barkley's laughter disappeared suddenly, and his mouth opened wide.

"Ha ha!"

In the player tunnel, the ABC reporter shouted at Zhou Quan excitedly: "Iron Fist, how about you?"

Zhou Quan smiled and looked at the stadium outside. The densely packed auditorium made his blood boil. He said without looking back: "Tonight, we will be the gods of the United Center."

"asshole!"

There was anger in Jordan's eyes.

"To shut up!"

"Damn bad boy!"

"Get out of the United Center!"

Zhou Quan's words immediately angered countless Bulls fans, who began to abuse them one after another.

At this time, the host began to call out guests: "First, Isiah Thomas, the smiling assassin, he is from Chicago."

"Shh!"

The boos tonight were particularly violent, as if the stormy waves were hitting the shore, the invisible pressure was like a tangible thing, trying to crush the Pistons' psychology.

"traitor!"

"He's not good enough for Chicago."

“Shame on Chicagoans!”

Numerous Chicagoans cursed endlessly.

The assassin was the first to appear on the stage, with the same smile on his face, and he was fearless in the face of verbal abuse and boos.

"You bastard, you're going to die at the United Center!"

Then there was Sekali, who was a little embarrassed by the boos and abuse, and ran very fast with his head down.

"Damn bug, have you been abandoned by Madonna?"

The third one is Rodman, smiling, walking towards the stadium as if he was strolling in the courtyard amidst the huge boos.

"You're not a good person either, hypocrite."

The fourth is Joe Dumas, the boos are a little smaller, but the abuse is still one after another.

buzzing...

Zhou Quan made his final appearance, and the boos, which were already extremely violent, suddenly intensified, and the decibels went up to a higher level. It seemed that the roof of the entire United Center was about to be lifted.

Smiling, he waved politely to the home fans who booed him, and strolled to the pitch.

His behavior made many nearby Bulls fans startled, fool, we are booing you, not welcoming you.

"Haha, Iron Fist seems to be taking the United Center as their home game." Bill Wharton laughed.

"Did he make a mistake? Look, those Bulls fans are also a little confused." Williams also laughed.

"He and Rodman are both masters of mentality." Bill Walton said happily.

At this time, today happened to be the weekend, and countless domestic fans turned on the TV.

At 58:[-], the game is about to start.

"Victory! Victory! Victory..." Led by Jordan, all the Bulls players gathered together and shouted.

"Victory! Victory! Victory..."

Throughout the United Center, the uniform shouts shook the heavens and the earth.

Bill Walton said excitedly: "The shouts of the [-] Bulls fans condensed their will into one, and that is victory.

Tonight's United Center, tonight's Chicago, has only one goal, to win this game, win the tiebreaker, and advance to the Eastern Conference Finals. "

"We are tough, tough, iron-blooded, and we are fearless! We..."

The sound of the Pistons was so suppressed that there was not a single splash. All the players and [-] Pistons fans roared with all their might, but they were still completely suppressed.

"Play!"

Zhou Quan could only feel the adrenaline in his body gushing like a faucet. His hair was in a state of extreme excitement. With a sharp roar, he took the lead on the court.

"here we go."

"Yes!"

In the CCTV live broadcast, the voices of Zhang Lili and Sun Zhenping trembled a little, which was caused by nervousness, and their bodies trembled a little.

"If my brother loses, will he come back?" Zhou Jun said at Zhou Quan's home.

"Snapped!"

Zhou Jianguo slapped his younger son lightly on the mouth, cursing, "Crow's mouth, your brother loves you for nothing."

"whee……"

Seeing the little brother's aggrieved appearance, Zhou Ye laughed until his stomach hurt, and he lay in Lin Yufen's arms and throbbed.

At eight o'clock, the game officially begins.

Seikali and Cartwhite jump the ball, and the Pistons attack.

Just when Zhou Quan received the ball, Jordan stood in front of him.

"Whoosh!"

With a flick of his hand, the ball flew to the assassin, and he ran to the frontcourt.

"The Assassins will start, and the Iron Fist will definitely play off the ball and serve as a shooting guard." Bill Walton said.

Facing the assassin, BJ immediately began to press and confront, intending to consume the assassin's body with strong confrontation, and it is best to let him get injured.

"Whoosh!"

But the assassin also immediately transferred the ball to Joe Dumars on the right.

Pippen was just about to meet him, but Joe Dumars pushed with both hands, and the ball flew to the free throw line.

"not good!"

Pippen saw that it was troublesome.

Immediately after Zhou Quan passed the ball, he bypassed Jordan and moved quickly towards the top of the arc, and Jordan quickly followed.

But at this time, Sekali made a screen, blocking Jordan, Zhou Quan took the opportunity to pass Sekali and Carter White, and rushed into the top of the arc, and at this time Joe Dumars' ball came.

He caught the ball and rushed to the free throw line without dribbling. After another step, he took off, held the ball high with one hand, and struggled to chop down.

Grant had just arrived at the basket. Facing such a fierce flying dunk, he couldn't stop him from doing so, so he stepped aside.

"boom!"

The moment he raised his bow and swung the tomahawk down, there was a violent sound of exploding baskets.

"Oh!"

Two thousand Pistons fans cheered instantly.

"Shh!"

Nearly [-] Bulls fans immediately booed and drank.

"Clap clap clap..."

Some neutral players and celebrities at the scene also applauded and cheered for the dunk.

Zhang Lili said excitedly: "Zhou Quan kicked a flying dunk at the beginning, and he was very excited! This is a good sign."

Sun Zhenping said: "Director Zhang, do you think Zhou Quan is playing off the ball or with the ball tonight?"

Zhang rationally thought: "Among the five Pistons, Zhou Quan, Isiah Thomas, Joe Dumars, three guards, and even three point guards, Joe Dumars is a combo guard.

Although there is a disadvantage in height, all three of them can rush, shoot, and pass, and they all have a strong offensive ability with the ball. Maybe the assassin is not doing well now. The ability and the ability to transfer the ball are really super strong.

I think it may be possible to switch freely between the two styles of play. Zhou Quan is not necessarily fixed in the style of playing with the ball and the big core. He can switch to off the ball at any time. "

Sun Zhenping said: "That's right."

Bulls attack.

BJ holds the ball, the assassin retreats and defends.

There are not many requirements for him today. He does not let BJ rush up in the backcourt, and after entering the frontcourt, he mainly defends Pippen's side, and the downward pass angle allows BJ to pass the ball to Jordan.

At the same time, Joe Dumars was required to conduct online defense, that is, to directly cut off the connection between Pippen and the ball holder, that is, to stand in the middle of the connection between Pippen and BJ.

The purpose of Chuck Daly's choice is to abolish the Bulls' organizational function and let Jordan attack with the ball alone.

Before Phil Jackson became the head coach of the Bulls, Jordan was attacking with the ball. No matter how strong his personal ability is, it is useless. Today, Chuck Daly hopes to make Jordan the former Jordan.

To put it simply, it is also an extreme use of Jordan's law that he researched. Lock up other people and let Jordan fight alone.

In the era of bad boys, he used another extreme usage the most, locking Jordan with all his strength and letting him be other people. His idea was that he would rather be beaten to death by other people than Jordan.Now that the bad boy era is over, he is more willing to use this extreme usage.

So Zhou Quan's defensive task is the heaviest today, and there is a high probability that he will be blown up by Jordan, and the scene may be ugly.

On the left wing, Pippen kept running, but Joe Dumars was faster and blocked his receiving angle in time, which temporarily prevented him from having a good chance to catch the ball.

The assassin's stance was on the left wing, blocking the angle of BJ's pass to the left wing. BJ saw that Joe Dumars also blocked the angle of receiving the ball from Pippen, so he looked to the right wing.

On the right wing, Jordan is standing still to ask for the ball, and his mobility is slightly inferior to Zhou Quan's. In addition, Zhou Quan's single defense is also top-notch, and the advantage of running to catch the ball is not great.

Zhou Quan did not defend on the line, but on the line.

He didn't use line defense to cut off Jordan's receiving angle because Jordan can take the opportunity to cut in, and the gain outweighs the gain by going around the front.

Given that the team's defensive strategy today is to let Jordan play, he certainly knows the probability of BJ passing the ball to Jordan, so he is very focused and ready to go, like a leopard ready to pounce.

Just when BJ was looking at Jordan, his nerves tensed instantly. At the moment BJ passed the ball, he suddenly exerted strength and pounced on him like a leopard.

"Snapped!"

Stepping up, the left elbow supported Jordan, and the right hand made a precise backhand copy. After completing the steal, the feet continued to charge forward.

"It's careless!"

Jordan ran after him.

"Oh!"

The annoyance of countless Bulls fans sounded in the United Center.

"The ball has been stolen! Zhou Quan has stolen the ball!" Sun Zhenping shouted passionately.

Zhou Quan ran wildly with the ball, and when he crossed the center line, Jordan was already two big steps behind, a full three meters. Although his speed was improving, Zhou Quan's speed had already been fully raised, and he pushed forward crazily, without being pulled by the distance. close.

Zhou Quan took the ball diagonally from the left wing, and when it hit the left waist, Jordan was three meters away from him, and BJ, who was defending in the middle, was also two meters away. He took off with all his might.

Without any tricks, the right hand held the ball high up, like holding an axe, and the body was pulled back greatly, stretched to the extreme, and the whole body was pulled back into a bow.

"boom!"

After gliding for a distance of two meters in the air, he slashed down with his right hand crazily. Amidst the explosive sound of exploding baskets, the entire United Center instantly fell silent.

"Oh hoo!"

The next moment, the Pistons players, two thousand Pistons fans, and countless fans in front of the TV all raised their arms and cheered.

"awesome!"

"Tekken, one more."

Some stars such as Kareem Abdul-Jabbar and O'Neal shouted excitedly.

"what!"

After succeeding, the adrenaline-fueled Zhou Quan punched and shouted at the media seats.

Zhang Lili shouted excitedly: "Beautiful! So beautiful! Zhou Quan once again staged a tomahawk-style dunk. After completing a steal, he made a one-stop fast-break dunk and scored four points for the team."

"Let's hit one," Jordan growled.

"Zhou Quan's consecutive dunks + steals, the Bulls' morale has been hit to a certain extent. At this time, Jordan needs to stand up and score to boost morale." Bill Walton said.

(End of this chapter)