NBA: Sharks at the peak, guard the basket!

Chapter 262 The ultimate mystery of the elbow strike! !

Jazz possession.

Ma Long repeated his old tricks and moved to a high position to support. Lin Hong followed closely behind, but kept a certain defensive distance, observing the movements of the surrounding opponents from the corner of his eye.

Pull the inside line?

Create opportunities for teammates to break through and hit the basket?
The Jazz's idea is good, but Lin Hong, who had been on guard for a long time, has already drawn his attention to the full grid!

Ma Long scored the ball, and the Big Pyrenees hit Da Ben with the ball on his back, and squeezed into the penalty area from Lin Hong's right corner.

"Stupid, I'll wait for you!"

Lin Hong shouted loudly, moved sideways and took off.

This... so fast?

Big Pyrenees had already jumped and saw Lin Hong flying towards him, his heart tightened, and there was really not much time left for him to think.

Divide the ball?

No, a rough guy like him, in this case, the probability of the ball being intercepted is too high.

Shooting?

Then let's do it!

The arrow was on the string and had to be fired. While taking off bravely, Ostertag held the basketball with both hands and slammed into the basket with all his strength.

however……

Immediately, Lin Hong's big demonic hand came up.

boom!
He dribbled the ball and slapped Ostertag away.

The basketball hit the auditorium like a shooting star, and Ostertag rolled more than half of his heels on the floor.

The audience on the sidelines were startled, and the few players who felt the terrifying lethality of the Celestial Giant at such a close distance were even more frightened and chilled.

How strong is this guy's arm strength?
Are you sure you don't want to abolish Ostertag?
"Dudududu!"

The referee and the two line referees exchanged glances before sending the poor big pyrenes to the free throw line.

After all, they were all slapped like this, and it was unreasonable not to foul.

"Ou Maiga, Lin is too crazy!"

"The ferocity is terrifying. If he can maintain this ferocious state, then in the future games, the inside players of each team will hardly dare to attack his penalty area?"

"Fack, I'm afraid only lunatics would choose to fight this kind of murderous monster, unless there are lunatics who are not afraid of getting hurt!"

After all, the game was broadcast live by Quanmi, and the fans who watched the game were all shocked by Lin Hong's brutality without exception.

at the same time.

The Celestial Dynasty on the other side of the ocean.

"Damn it, Lin Hong is awesome, this is too fucking fierce."

"Hurry up, keep playing, this game is too exciting to watch, Lin Hong is awesome!"

"Mahler, I'm so excited watching it! Hey, don't change the channel, you little bastard, get out and play ball, what Ultraman are you watching? Lin Hong is Ultraman."

Fans in front of TVs in China are crazy. Although TVs were rare in the 90s, they are still very popular in large and medium-sized cities.

and…

I believe that after the game is over, the headlines on the covers of major newspapers and periodicals will definitely be filled with Lin Hong's name.

The third quarter of the game.

With the reappearance of Lin Hong, the restricted area guarded by Jazz postman Malone and big white bear Ostertag has completely fallen.

The Jazz's offensive end.

Although Daben really suffered a disadvantage in terms of height against Ostertag, Lin Hong still defended the penalty area against Malone and Ostertag.

Any opponent who dares to attack the inside line must weigh Lin Hong's lethality.

Unable to open inside, the Jazz can only look for opportunities outside.

However, Horry is very active in defending the Jazz's outside shots.

Therefore, for most of the third quarter, the Jazz's outside line basically played three-on-four, without a good chance to make a shot.

And even the two-on-one inside line was firmly held down by Lin Hong.

As for the Jazz's iron-blooded defense, it was also beaten to pieces by Lin Hong.

Lin Hong can easily tear through the defenses of Malone and Ostertag, and the outside touch of Horry and old Curry's partner is getting warmer.

Kobe relied on Lin Hong's involvement to frantically attack the inside and score repeatedly.

But the old Sloan is not a vegetarian, he decisively adjusted his tactics and lineup, and successfully regained the situation before the end of this section.

After the third quarter, the score between the two sides became 74:74, and the two teams returned to the same starting line.

The fourth quarter has just started.

The smell of gunpowder on the field became more and more intense.

Not only did the Lakers feel it, but even the fans at home smelled something unusual.

The NBA in the 90s was dominated by insiders, and the main focus was the iron-blooded style. In short, whoever is ruthless will speak.

Regardless of offense or defense, it is full of fierce physical confrontation.

Trash talk is just an appetizer, and elbow fights and malicious fouls are even more commonplace.

Apparently, Jazz, the vicious dog, started to show his fangs, his petty movements had reached a rampant level, and he didn't care about the referee's whistle at all.

And it was Lin Hong who bore the brunt.

The Lakers attack.

Kobe held the ball to organize an attack from the outside, and passed it to Lin Hong on the inside with a high lob.

And the big pyrene bear Ostertag immediately stepped forward. Unlike the previous three quarters, his defense was obviously desperate, and his strikes were even more fierce.

Lin Hong held the ball and played back in the low post, and forced the Big Pyrenees hard.

Before the big white bear could speak, the postman Malone rushed up.

"Boy, be careful, don't let me look for opportunities, or you will be crippled!"

Ma Long opened his eyes wide and whispered threats in Lin Hong's ear.

Less than 4 minutes into the fourth quarter, Ma Long and Ostertag took turns defending Lin Hong in a hooligan style, and trash talk and small moves followed.

As long as Lin Hong took off, all kinds of pushing and pulling followed.

It was completely in the rhythm of wanting to kill Lin Hong, which made Lin Hong very annoyed.

"Silly B, give it a try and see who the hell gets rid of it first!"

Lin Hong roared, and seeing the great white bear rushing to help, he quickly turned around and shook Ma Long away, and immediately sent a silky little hook.

Very stable!

The moment he took the shot, Lin Hong felt that the ball was stable.

Even after being pushed away, Ma Long followed suit.

But one step behind, every step behind, it's too late to interfere with the block.

Similarly, although Ostertag also rushed over, but because Lin Hong had already taken the first step to take the shot, he was only worthy of looking at the ball and sighing.

However, at the moment when the basketball fell, Byron Russell and Malone, who were assisting in the defense, still jumped up without hesitation and rushed up fiercely.

and many more!

what's the situation?
What are these two guys up to?
Lin Hong didn't wait for him to think about it.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, Lin Hong felt like being struck by lightning.

He only felt a hard elbow hit on the ribs under his armpit, and the instigator was the villainous postman Malone.

Followed by Byron Russell also had a grim face, sneering and preparing to make up the knife.

"Fack, is this bastard Karl crazy!"

"It's over, Lin was elbowed!"

"Olixette, don't get hurt!"

At this moment, the hearts of all the Lakers generals were in their throats.

Lin Hong is the biggest reliance of the Lakers in the championship. He is really about to be injured. The journey to the playoffs may end early.

As for the Jazz players, they seemed to have expected this scene a long time ago, gloating and waiting for Lin Hong to lie on the floor and howl!
Oh shit!

These two bums really want to destroy me? !

The sharp pain that penetrated the bone marrow came from the ribs, which made Lin Hong run away completely.

In a blink of an eye, the postman who finished the elbow had already slid to Lin Hong's side, but Byron Russell, who was still trying to make up the knife, hit the erupting volcano and became a scapegoat.

"I'm going to fuck you, idiot!"

The moment he landed, Lin Hong's right hand bent instantly, and his elbow hit Byron Russell's neck fiercely.

It looked like he lost control of his body in the air, a subconscious protective action.

boom!
The two landed at the same time.

Seeing that their teammate was injured, the players from both sides immediately surrounded them. The crowd was excited and passionate, but fortunately, neither side made the first move.

After landing, Lin Hong half-kneeled on the floor clutching his ribs, his sourness was really not fake.

Compared with other parts, the ribs are obviously very fragile.

Ribs and soft ribs are actually the same thing.

And the malicious elbow of Ma Long, the devil's muscular man, really made Lin Hong feel as if he wanted to die.

The scapegoat Byron Russell was elbowed in the neck, and immediately felt dizzy, then his eyes went dark, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

Before fainting, Byron Russell almost vomited blood from depression.

You are obviously Malone Elbow!

Why the hell are you hitting me? !
With this resentment, Byron Russell lasted for a few seconds, and then fell into a coma with a kick of his legs.

At this moment, the atmosphere of the audience exploded instantly like fireworks that lifted off into the sky.

Seeing that the conflict was imminent, the referee team immediately blew the whistle to block the players from both sides, temporarily calming down the anger.

The Jazz's team doctor trotted all the way to Byron Russell, whose life and death were uncertain.

"My God, Byron Russell, he...he won't be killed?!"

"Wow, what did I see? Lin is a murderous monster!"

"It's terrible, it's really terrible, Lin is simply not human.

Didn't he just get elbowed by the postman, how could he still have the strength to fight back? "

"I have a hunch that the bulls are going to be in trouble!"

Not to mention the fans at the scene, even the audience watching the live broadcast in front of the TV felt the murderous intent of that elbow.

Although the NBA in the 90s was an era of hand-to-hand combat, it was not an era of murder.

For a moment, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

It doesn't matter how the referee decides.

What everyone is most concerned about right now is Byron Russell, who lay innocently on the gun and fell into a coma when he kicked his legs.

Whether the season will be reimbursed is not the point.

The real concern is...

Will Byron Russell really die? !
Or be beaten into a vegetable? !
The game is forcibly stopped.

Byron Russell was quietly carried out of the field on a stretcher.

The players on both sides were still spitting fragrance through the referee, and the saliva splashed everywhere sprayed the referee's foot.

Just before the timeout ended, there was good news from the Jazz team doctor...

The innocent Byron Russell just had a concussion, was temporarily in a coma, and didn't burp on the spot.

A false alarm!
The Lakers generals also breathed a sigh of relief.

Seriously, life is really fragile.

If Lin Hong really burped his opponent on the spot, then it would be a big deal.

For Jazz.

In Game [-] of the Western Conference Finals, the team started the game and was crippled, so the joke became big.

In the final analysis, it is Lin Hong who is Malone's elbow first, and Byron Russell is at best a touchy one!

For a while, the Lakers home fans roared crazily, and a tsunami-like sound came, demanding that Malone be sanctioned.

There is a reason for the incident. After all, Malone was the first to commit the crime, and Russell was just an unwarranted disaster.

The referee team was almost driven crazy, they got together and scratched their heads collectively, thinking about the next penalty.

It is clear……

Malone of the Jazz maliciously elbowed Lin Hong. Although the angle was hidden, it was irrefutable. The entire referee team had no objection to this.

however……

Lin Hong failed to catch Ma Long, but accidentally overthrew Russell who came to take the blame.

Is it intentional or unintentional?
After all, it was the Lakers' home court. After the three referees exchanged glances, they finally decided that Lin Hongwang was a subconscious joint action after being elbowed.

As for why there was such a large lethality, Russell was directly unconscious with an elbow, and the referee didn't bother to investigate.

Facts speak louder than words!

Under the pressure of the home fans, the referee team quickly issued a penalty, each hitting [-] rebounds.

Ma Long, who did not pursue the malicious elbow, only called a technical foul on the Jazz, while Lin Hong was "acquitted".

In an instant, the Lakers fans in the audience were fried again, very dissatisfied with the referee's call.

But the referee team said that there was no way to do more. After all, Lin Hong was acquitted after he fainted, and he was already giving the Lakers a lot of face.

Is it possible...

Are Ma Long and Lin Hong really suspended?
Do you still want your job?
After a thrilling episode, the game continued.

Completely angry, Kobe ran all the way, dribbling the ball into the inside lane, and distributed the ball to Lin Hong, who had successfully blocked the position.

"Old coin, you... come here!"

With a cold face, Lin Hong stood still with the ball in his hand, staring viciously at the postman who just attacked.

I come over?
Do you really think I'm stupid?

Malone's heart trembled, and he calmed down forcefully.

He thought Lin Hong, a rookie, would not dare to kill him, but he never thought that the other party would be so fierce and unhuman.

Just that elbow, if it falls on him, who knows if he will be unable to bear it!
"Greg, come and help!"

For the sake of caution, the postman didn't put it up for defense at the first time, and kept a safe distance of one step.

At the same time, call teammate Ostertag to help?
Facing a wild beast running wild, even the big white bear Ostertag felt a little guilty at this time.

This is the rhythm of coming up to block the gun!
Why don't you go up by yourself!

Don Ostertag scolded his mother in his heart.

Everyone knows what happened just now. You elbowed Lin Hong, but Lin Hong failed to catch you, and Russell lay down innocently.

Thinking of Lin Hong's crazy big elbow, Big Pyrenees' heart thumped.

If the postman repeats his tricks and hits the gun again, what awaits him is that cold stretcher! !
Ostertag gritted his teeth and decided that saving his life was the most important thing.

Even after the game, Ma Long would point his nose at him and spit him out, be criticized by the coach, and even be ridiculed and despised by the fans, he is not willing to touch the brows of the giants at this time.

Russell's scapegoat was not elbowed to death, who the hell guarantees that he won't be killed when he goes up? !

The greatest tragedy in life is that people are gone and money is not spent!
Besides, why do I have to bump my head with my meager salary and get bloody? !

Unless you add money!

"Old guy, what about the way you elbowed me just now?"

Lin Hong's face was extremely cold, and he wanted to find a chance to return an elbow.

The postman's face turned livid with constipation, and he didn't say a word.

He was a little uncertain.

Because he really felt Lin Hong's killing intent, this is definitely not a joke...

He can be sure that as long as Lin Hong finds an opportunity, his end will be miserable.

Criminal ban?

He was really not sure if this young Lin Hong was afraid or not.

After all, the other party is notorious for vengeance, if he is really abolished, there is no place to reason.

"Little... boy, don't be too arrogant, this is an NBA game, not a boxing ring!"

The postman's response was unassailable.

"Don't talk nonsense, come up and defend me!"

Lin Hong hooked his fingers and turned his back, but the postman didn't take the bait.

boom!
The postman didn't even take off to block the shot, and helplessly, Lin Hong smashed the ball into the basket with all his strength, wantonly venting his anger.

"Old man, you let me down!"

"You know a hammer, I'm screaming!" Ma Long sneered.

……

(End of this chapter)