NBA: Sharks at the peak, guard the basket!

Chapter 415 The wailing of the Great Pyrenees, the ultimate lore in 0.4 seconds! !
Seeing the score approaching, Lin Hong frowned thoughtfully.

The first half was full, and the third quarter was half. His blocked shots reached an astonishing 12, but the Jazz's counterattack became more and more fierce. tenacious.

penalty!

This is the point he is most dissatisfied with in this field!
If the free throws are played normally in this game, the Lakers' lead will definitely be greater, and they may even seal the victory ahead of time and firmly suppress the Utah Shuangsha.

"Lin, don't think too much, you've already done a good job!"

Yinhu patted Lin Hong on the shoulder, "This is how games are. There are many factors that determine winning or losing. All you have to do is try your best. In fact, your performance has exceeded my expectations!"

What Yinhu said was the truth, he really couldn't ask Lin Hong to do more.

Not only him, but everyone can see Lin Hong's powerful support for the Lakers, but Lin Hong himself is still not satisfied.

"Coach, when will you let me go?"

"Just wait and see how fierce the Jazz's counterattack is!"

Is the Jazz's counterattack strong?

The problem is obvious.

After all, this is the Western Conference finals that must be fought in every game, and it is the Jazz's home court. How could they easily catch it? !
"Okay, then wait and see!"

At this time, the Lakers' situation on the court became more and more difficult.

Although the pick-and-roll cooperation between Kobe and Rodman ensured a certain offensive efficiency, the terrible thing is...

The Jazz's offensive efficiency is ridiculously accurate.

The Great Pyrenees is facing Campbell, with the same tonnage, and the card positions at the basket are basically [-]-[-].

On the other side, Rodman and the postman fought tit-for-tat and fought harder and harder. The sound of muscle collision every round made the fans adrenaline rush.

In the last 5 minutes, the Jazz tied the score.

In the last 3 minutes, the Jazz not only completed the overtake, but also led by 4 points.

Yinhu couldn't sit still anymore, and after careful consideration, he found an opportunity to send Lin Hong, a nuclear weapon, to the battlefield.

And the Devils home fans saw Lin Hong appearing again, and also realized that the game was about to enter a decisive battle, and immediately booed Lin Hong the loudest...

"Lin, it's up to you to attack. I will guard the rebounds. We will definitely win!"

Rodman and the re-appearing Lin Hong high-fived, and Kobe on the side also looked dignified. After all, the team is now 4 points behind, time is running out, and it's time to test the mentality.

"Leave it to me! Bruce, help me guard the front line!" Lin Hong warned.

"Bryant, shoot when you have a chance, don't panic, we have rebounds!" Lin Hong said to Kobe.

"Hold on, we can win!"

Lin Hong clapped his hands and gave his teammates a shot in the arm.

The game continues.

The Lakers attack.

Lin Hong didn't dare to bet. After all, the strange foul of Big Pyrenees only had 4 fouls. If he really wanted to use the last two fouls to fight for his free throws and let the Jazz get the ball back, it would be even worse.

Kobe tried several offenses to no avail, and the ball was returned to Bowen on the outside. After some conduction, the key player Robert Horry made a shot, successfully made a hit, and recovered 2 points with difficulty.

Easy to fight again.

The Jazz's offense was still launched by Stockton, the postman went down after the pick-and-roll, and Hornacek hung behind.

At this juncture, the Jazz's offense still focuses on stability. Unless there is no other way, they will never confront Lin Hong...

……

The game went to the last minute.

The point difference remained at 2 points. Fortunately, although the Lakers failed to chase points, the Jazz couldn't further expand the point difference.

Jazz offense.

After some frantic running and pick-and-roll cooperation, Stockton consumed a full 20 seconds of offensive time.

And the dead light gun Hornacek finally ran out of the open space, caught the ball, made a mid-range shot, and the Jazz opened the point difference to 4 points.

There are 39 seconds left in the game!
If there is no accident, according to the normal offensive and defensive rhythm, we can still fight for two to three rounds.

Of course, the Lakers hope to play three rounds. After all, they have the ball in their hands in this round. In three rounds, they still have two chances to attack.

On the contrary, in the lead, the Jazz, of course, consume as much offensive time as possible, leaving no chance for the Lakers to make a lore.

Bowen quickly advanced with the ball from the backcourt, and everyone was running wildly. The Jazz were also improving their defensive strength, biting wildly, and not giving the Lakers a chance to fast break.

After all, every second it takes, the balance of victory will tilt a little more towards the Jazz.

Finally, it was Kobe, but this time he chose to make a strong three-pointer.

Trailing by 4 points, even if they scored 2 points in both offenses, it would just barely tie the score, and who can guarantee that the Jazz will not score.

Bang!

The Devils cheered at home, and Kobe hit the key with a three-pointer.

Because the Jazz were on the defensive side and were closer to the basket, the Pyrenees turned around in an instant and got stuck, the postman and Brian Russell swooped in quickly, and Rodman was one step behind hanging behind, and this rebound was too deadly.

Whoever wins the rebound wins the world! !
"Go away, you fat bastard!"

Lin Hong exerted all his strength to forcefully squeeze the big white bear away. Although he was delayed for half a second, he still took off successfully and almost finished grabbing the board above the postman's head.

Lin Hong didn't hit hard, and threw the ball directly beyond the three-point line.

"Bryant, shoot again!"

Because the basket is two-on-three, the Lakers play more and less on the outside, which means that there is always one open.

besides……

If Lin Hong plays the second offense by himself, it is very likely that he will be forcibly pulled off the horse and go to the free throw line.

Two free throws were missed, and the ball was handed over to others, which was not worth it at all.

Taking a deep breath, Kobe shot again from the bottom corner.

Swish!
This time hit a three-pointer.

This three-pointer made the Jazz players collectively constipated.

The entire Devil's home court was also howling, and this attack took 17 seconds, which means that there are 22 seconds left in the game.

22 seconds?
Lin Hong, Kobe and others exchanged glances, then nodded heavily.

We can't wait any longer, we must firmly hold the initiative in our own hands.

Give it a try!
As soon as the Jazz served, Kobe went straight to the Big Pyrenees.

The postman's free throw percentage is as high as 78.8%, and the Great Pyrenees, as the Jazz's worst free throw player, with a disastrous 48% free throw percentage is really the best choice.

Big Pyrenees walked to the free throw line. Unlike Lin Hong, the devil's home court was completely silent at this time, and the hearts of all fans were raised in their throats.

Bang!

There was a crisp iron strike, and the big white bear's face turned blue and white.

The faces of the postman and Stockton were even more ugly, as if they had eaten flies.

On the other hand, for the Lakers, Lin Hong and Rodman grinned and clapped their hands in celebration, their expressions were not too rich.

Second penalty.

Both sides held their breath and stared at the basket.

And the big white bear who made the free throw took a deep breath, his body was so nervous that he trembled slightly, he really didn't want to take the blame!
Aiming at the sealed basket not far away, Big Pyrenees was so heartbroken that he pushed the second ball out as well.

Bang!

Missed the second free throw.

Lin Hong roared excitedly, and at the same time stuck the postman on the side, while Rodman broke out from the other side and received a key rebound.

The rest of the Jazz immediately rushed to Rodman like a swarm.

Fortunately, Kobe passed through the crowd and successfully took the ball. Under the pressure of the Jazz, he steadily advanced forward.

And Lin Hong and Rodman's speed is not fast, after all, there is no fast break opportunity, the two also have to consider some unexpected factors to protect Kobe.

Pushing all the way to the front court, Lin Hong settled on the edge of the penalty area.

With 17 seconds left, the Jazz lead by 1 point.

……

For the Lakers, they don't have many options. This goal must be scored, and time must be used up to prevent the Jazz from leaving a chance to counterattack after scoring.

As for Jazz...

Although leading by 1 point, the possession of the ball is not their own. As long as they hold this round, they will win.

If they don't score, everything will be fine, and if they score, they will only be overtaken by 1 point. They still have a chance to foul and send Lin Hong to the free throw line, and get the ball back again to counterattack!
One round decides life and death!
……

Hornacek marked Bowen and played the bottom three to the extreme, and Bowen quickly transferred the ball to Kobe who responded to him.

Anyway, it's time.

In order to avoid mistakes, the Lakers almost always passed the ball hand-in-hand, and the stalemate lasted until the last 10 seconds.

Seeing that the countdown of the timer jumped to single digits, both sides broke out with amazing fighting spirit.

The critical moment is when superstars play a role.

Kobe broke through to attract the defense, passed the ball to Rodman, and Rodman, who had a bad chance, passed it to Bowen.

And Jazz...

Bryan Russell made up the defense and went straight to Bowen who missed the breakthrough.

It is irrefutable that the more frequently the ball is passed, the greater the chance of mistakes.

But in the face of the Jazz's iron-blooded bite, the Lakers have nothing to do.

After Bowen reached the penalty area, he saw the postman rushing towards him, and immediately gave the ball to Horry.

Horry caught the ball and made a shooting action, the postman and the big pyrenes went crazy!

Mr. Key, want to shoot?
No one dares to underestimate the mid-range shooting of the key man Robert Horry.

The postman and the big white bear came together, but Huo Li grinned and threw the ball to Lin Hong again.

In this round, all five of the Lakers touched the ball once, and Lin Hong unexpectedly became the terminator of this offense.

With one step, Lin Hong was ready to explode and bomb the basket.

Generally speaking, when Horry distracted the Jazz's insiders, Lin Hong received the ball and attacked, basically holding it in his hands.

but……

Jazz has a wonderful great pyrenes.

Although the Great Pyrenees was heading for Huo Li, the height of the matchbox-like flight made no big difference between jumping and not jumping.

But not jumping has the advantage of not jumping, at least there is no time to stay in the air, and you can rush to the defender when you turn around.

Lin Hong, who was taking off, frowned instinctively when he saw the turbulent Pyrenees, and accelerated his hands again, wanting to smash the ball into the basket before the Pyrenees arrived.

boom!
A muffled sound.

The big white bear hugged Lin Hong's waist on tiptoe, and carried him out of the restricted area again, making Lin Hong curse in anger.

Rodman, Kobe and others also stayed in Bengbu, and the silver fox on the sidelines beat their chests...

The good chance of the lore was abruptly destroyed by the big white bear.

Fortunately, Lin Hong can still make free throws. Although his free throw percentage in this game is not optimistic, there are 2.6 seconds left in the game, which does not leave enough opportunities for the Jazz to counterattack.

And 2 free throws, 1 free throw will be overtime, 2 free throws will be a lore!

The outcome is all in Lin Hong's mind!
Walking to the free throw line, all the Lakers held their breath.

However, the fans at the Devil's home court surged again like boiling water, this kind of madness far surpassed before...

Nearly 2 people roared and shouted, almost toppled the dome of the devil's home stadium.

"Lin, you are dead!" The great white bear bent down and supported his knees.

If he loses this game, he will be blamed for missing both key free throws at the end, so he hopes that Lin Hong will also miss the free throws.

"Boy, look at the other side, those are all gifts specially prepared for you by the fans!"

The postman also grinned widely, trying to distract Lin Hong's attention.

"Fake, fuck me to death! Are you so afraid of losing? Are you rubbish afraid of losing? Rubbish!!"

Rodman's expression was not good, and he shouted, "Lin, you..."

Originally, he planned to stabilize Lin Hong's mentality, but to Rodman's surprise, Lin Hong shot the first free throw directly.

Swish!
First ball hit.

Indecisiveness leads to disaster.

The more he wanted to calm down, the more he couldn't calm down, so Lin Hong gritted his teeth, no matter whether he got in or not, anyway, he would vote sooner or later, and the more he procrastinated, the greater the pressure.

After scoring a free throw, Lin Hong made up his mind.

The family is happy and the family is worried, and the life under the basket is undoubtedly revealed at this moment...

Utah Shuangsha clenched his fists tightly, and the great white bear trembled all over. What he was afraid of was that Lin Hong would kill him, so he would be blamed.

Kobe and Horry frowned. After all, there was an overtime game, and Rodman was even more excited.

No penalty, overtime!
Penalty, the Jazz are dead!
As if he didn't have much choice, Lin Hong took the second free throw blatantly.

Bang!

Second free throw missed?
There was a burst of enthusiastic shouts from the Devil's home court. No one wanted to be killed, after all, there was still a chance in overtime.

And Rodman's everyone against the Jazz actually caught this rebound in their hands.

2 seconds!
Only 2 seconds left!
Rodman, who was blocked by the Jazz, couldn't play the ball at all, and there was no time for him to think about it in the game, so he simply raised the ball high and threw it towards the basket, trying his luck, in case it scored.

luck?

Lin Hong doesn't believe in luck, my fate is up to me!

The moment Rodman threw the ball, he rushed out of the free throw line and took off. The others were still besieging Rodman, and they didn't pay attention to the god of war in the penalty area.

Under the gaze of more than 2 pairs of eyes from the devil's home court, Lin Hong flew into the air.

Rodman's luck was really bad. He threw a few throws without any aim, but Lin Hong, who ran away, caught the basketball in mid-air without any fancy. He swung his hands round and pressed them into the basket vigorously.

The inertia of taking off and sprinting + the gravity of the body falling + the super strong arm strength of the full-state explosion, no one can imagine how terrifying the power of this supplementary buckle is!
boom!
In the last 0.4 seconds, a muffled sound sounded the alarm at the devil's home court.

lore!
Lin Hong's supplementary buckle is the lore!
Feeling the comfort of the basket falling, Lin Hong suddenly had an ominous premonition, and after landing, he quickly stepped towards the side and ran wildly.

If Rodman and the postman were struck by lightning, they would naturally jump up like rats after reacting.

In the shocked eyes of the audience...

The high-quality backboard did not burst, but directly slipped off the ball frame in one piece.

There was another muffled sound, and the cameraman at the bottom line thumped in his heart, and ran away like a bird or a beast.

Only the poor big white bear still looked dazed, stuck in place foolishly.

The tonnage he was so proud of became a reminder at this moment?

boom!
The force of the backboard's downward pressure directly made the big white bear dizzy, feeling like he was smashed into a lump of meatloaf:
"Ah!! Lin Hong, I'll fuck you!"

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(End of this chapter)