NBA: I have 3, no D, and I can't dribble

Chapter 53 [53] Limit 3+1, go to Nima's rookie wall!
The game was still going on, and the basketball that was saved by Lin Fei flew over Hamilton's head, just in time for the follow-up Timberwolves backup point guard Darrick Martin to get it.

Hamilton glanced in horror at Lin Fei who was lying on top of the female fan outside the baseline. Why does this female fan look so familiar?
Without any hesitation, Hamilton turned around directly to help defend Darrick Martin, without giving the opponent a chance to break through and make a layup.

Darrick Martin turned over and gave the ball to the follow-up Wolf King, and the Wolf King made a pass to "Madman". The latter stepped away from Prince who was catching up and was standing unsteadily, and wanted to shoot a jumper near the bottom line on the right.

At this critical moment,

A figure wearing the No. 22 Timberwolves jersey in the auditorium outside the baseline suddenly got up and rushed to the right corner.

Waving at "Madman" and shouting: "Latrier, here!"

Lin Fei only felt dizzy for a while, but he still resisted to get up and realized this golden opportunity.

When "Madman" heard Lin Fei's voice behind him, his body trembled, as if he was dreaming back to the scene when he passed the ball to Lin Fei for the first time in G5 of the Western Conference Finals.

Familiar pictures are back, and familiar people are back.

"Whoosh!"

With a swift pass behind the back, the basketball was caught by Lin Fei at a 0-degree angle on the right. Although the ball was a little uncomfortable to catch, Lin Fei still made quick adjustments, pulled it up decisively and shot.

At this time, Hamilton under the basket waited until he reacted, and then rushed towards the bottom line. It was already too late, and there was a "madman" in the middle.

Prince wants to switch defenses, but also can't wait for time.

"Shh!"

The basketball went into the net hollow and splashed beautifully.

the fourth.

After Lin Fei hit the ball, "Madman" was the first to turn around and rushed up excitedly, his eyes widened and he said in surprise:

"Lin, why do you have nosebleeds again?"

Players in the NBA are bleeding and the game must be suspended. Referee Dick Bavita blew his whistle.

Lin Fei touched his nostrils with a dazed expression, and sure enough there were two streaks of warm blood.

"Ahem, maybe I accidentally bumped into it just now!"

Lin Fei unconsciously looked towards the position in the front row outside the bottom line where he had bumped into just now, and found that the person sitting there was none other than ESPN's beautiful reporter Erin Andrews.

Eileen Andrews' expression was still slightly painful at this time, her hands were covering her chest and her brows were slightly frowned.

"Miss Andrews, I... I wouldn't bump into you just now, right? You... how do you feel now?"

Eileen Andrews clutched her chest, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "I'm a little flustered, but it's not a big problem!"

"Lin, it's a good thing you hit it there. If it hit my face, then I would be disfigured!"

Lin Fei saw that Andrews still had the nature to play jokes on himself. He should feel comfortable being hit... Ahem, it should be because he was not hit hard, so he felt relieved.

Needless to say, what Irene Andrews wore tonight is indeed very sexy, mature and glamorous, and her figure is perfectly outlined.

Especially the soft cushioning zone, which relieved the inertia of the impact very well, preventing Lin Fei's head from being seriously injured.

Feeling more nosebleeds, Lin Fei quickly turned his head away, he is a gentleman.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The medical personnel rushed to the field at a trot in an instant, and performed physical examinations on Lin Fei, the knocked down Irene Andrews, and several surrounding fans.

Fortunately, Lin Fei didn't have any problems with his head, and he didn't show any sign of a slight concussion, so he could continue the game completely, and Erin Andrews was not knocked out of any problems.

The medical staff stopped the bleeding from Lin Fei's nose, and the wolf king walked up with a smile and said softly:

"Lin, you are very lucky. I guess you must have done it on purpose by flying to save the ball just now!"

Lin Fei coughed twice: "Kevin, what are you talking about? How could I do it on purpose?"

"I clearly did it on purpose!"

"Hahaha……"

Philip Sanders made a false alarm. If Lin Fei had any troubles, then the Timberwolves would be out of luck.

At this time, above the roof of the pavilion, the whole process of Lin Feifei scrambling to save the ball and hitting a three-pointer from the bottom corner with a nosebleed was played back again and again in slow speed.

Tens of thousands of Timberwolves fans in the Target Center arena and the square outside the arena cheered excitedly and shouted Lin Fei's name.

"This ball is too crazy, it's definitely number one among the top ten balls!"

"Who else dares to say that Lin didn't defend? This save is a god-level performance!"

"In Game 6 of the Western Conference finals, Hassel flew to save the ball, and Lin Fei scored a lore 3+1. Tonight, Lin Fei saved the ball and took a three-pointer. It is really classic!"

"This half is not over yet, and Lin has already scored 15 points, the highest in the game. If he keeps playing like this, won't he also steal Kevin's FMVP? Haha!"

"This is the Finals. Whether we can win or not is a matter of two opinions. Don't think about grabbing the FMVP. Our Timberwolves are a whole!"

"That's right, the championship is our goal, and it doesn't matter whoever wins the FMVP!"

Come back from a temporary timeout, and the game continues.

With Lin Fei's extreme save + three-pointer, the Timberwolves' lead came to 12 points.

Hamilton was eager to perform, and after using the cover to get rid of Lin Fei, he rushed directly to the position one step outside the three-point line.

Lin Fei followed his own defensive logic and did not follow up directly, but gave Hamilton enough space to catch and shoot.

Hamilton didn't think much, waved to Billups for the ball, caught the ball and took off in one go.

At the moment when Hamilton caught the ball and took off, Lin Fei rushed up to interfere as much as possible
"Bang!"

Sure enough, Hamilton's first three-point attempt tonight ended in a strike. The long rebound bounced crookedly and was directly caught by Prince.

"Madman" was quickly posted to interfere.

Hamilton, who missed the shot, was obviously a little impatient. He borrowed another cover from Rasheed from the left outside line, and quickly moved to the high position on the right.

This time, his speed was very fast, he threw away enough distance from Lin Fei, received Prince's return pass, and made another decisive shot at a high position at a 30-degree angle on the right.

This is an elegant jumper, very difficult.

"Bang!"

still none.

The rebound was protected by the wolf king turning over this time, and Olowokandi continued to act as a meat shield.

Long before the start of the finals, the Timberwolves coaching staff entrusted Olowokandi with important tasks.
Because he will always face the big Ben who has the rebounding leader and DPOY's many defensive honors in the game.

The task given to Olowokandi by the Timberwolves coaching staff is also very simple. Since grabbing rebounds can't grab Daben, then don't always think about grabbing rebounds, but try to think about how to withstand Daben so that he can't get rebounds.

As long as Big Ben can't get the rebound, no matter who gets the rebound other than the two, Olowokandi has completed the task.

Judging from the opening quarter and a half of the game, Olowokandi did a good job in this task.

But even so, Big Ben has already grabbed 6 rebounds in less than halftime, which shows the opponent's terror dominance at the basket.

The Wolf King quickly gave the ball to Darrick Martin, the Pistons returned to defense quickly, and the Timberwolves stabilized the rhythm before playing positional battles.

Lin Fei continued to use the cover to intersperse and move, and Hamilton gritted his teeth to catch up.

"Lin, don't you fucking try to catch that damn ball tonight!"

Probably because of the continuous strikes on the offensive end, Hamilton chased a little impatiently. When he bypassed the cover of the wolf king, he stepped on the sweat-stained floor, and his body staggered and almost slipped.

With a flash in Lin Fei's eyes, he quickly retreated to a step beyond the 45-degree three-point line on the right, seized this fleeting opportunity, received the wolf king's return pass, bent his bow and set an arrow to shoot another.

Hamilton rushed forward before he could stand still, and his body completely occupied Lin Fei's shooting cylinder.

"Shh!"

"Beep!"

The whistle blew and it was another 3+1.

Lin Fei, who was knocked to the ground by Hamilton, enjoyed the cheers all over the sky, and smashed his fist domineeringly on the court floor sideways:

"Richard, go to Nima's rookie wall!"

(End of this chapter)