Basketball Crunchy Shark

Chapter 387 Am I Excessive Whistleblowing?
Big Ben sat on the bench with a frighteningly black face, and the fans booed even more enthusiastically. If it wasn't for the fear of being sent off the court, there would definitely be more snacks in the middle of the stadium than the ones sold in the store.

Although this whistleblowing caused dissatisfaction among the fans of the Palace of Auburn Hills, the referee thought that there was no problem with the whistleblowing this time, and the big money was all on O'Neal. He only called one foul, is it too much! ?

It's reasonable, not too much, but put the shot of Lin Sa being hugged and thrown together with the shot of Big Ben hugging O'Neal this time, and then compare the whistle, that is, the referee doesn't live in Detroit, otherwise it is estimated that after this game, it will become a big problem for him to go out to buy groceries.

Old Brown was also so angry that his eyebrows were erected. Now this game is played with twists and turns, and he is so angry that he is so angry, and the Pistons are not enough inside now!
Holding three inside players who can rank in the top ten in the league, Old Brown has no center forward to send, so no one will believe it!
"Xiong, uh, Lin Sa, how do you want to play?" If it was the old Brown's layout, then of course he hoped that Lin Sa could enter the basket. Basketball is like this at this time. Whoever dominates the basket will have more initiative.

The Pistons' center position has become a big problem. The Lakers are not doing well inside. There is only one O'Neal, but it is this O'Neal who can't lift his head on the inside of the league alone.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Sa decided to restart the one-star style of play. Center Okur, power forward Lin Sa, small forward Prince, shooting guard Max, and point guard Billups. This new-age Pistons lineup came out to the applause of the audience. They are the future hope of Detroit!
Flying Pig had already changed back into a suit in front of the TV station. Although countless viewers called to hope that he could wear a cheerleading uniform for the commentary, Flying Pig beat up the assistant editor-director.
After beating up the assistant director, Buckley felt much better.

"This is the background of the people of Detroit. This year, under the command of the old Brown, especially the introduction of Lin Sa and Max, oh my god, they are simply terrible. Even when two main players were sent off in a game and a core player was injured, they still came up with a luxurious lineup."

Lin Sa led the new Pistons lineup in front of the camera. This lineup, which has appeared before, is a new generation with him and Max at the core.

Barkley is now trying his best to praise Lin Sa, there is no way, before he scolded Chairman Yao or Lin Sa, it was all for eyeballs and confusing the topic, today’s desperate praise is different, Buckley must be voluntary, because if he praises well and praises Lin Sa’s record of becoming a god, it will be a joke to mention his women’s clothing in the future.

This flying pig can't bear the height.

Kenny on one side also agreed with Barkley's point of view: "Old Coach Brown deserves to be an ace coach with the qualifications of a champion coach. He is very bold in employing people. However, Lin Sa is injured after all. In this lineup, he and Max share the internal and external lines. He is injured, and Max is still immature. Facing the partners of the OK team for many years, can they really withstand the pressure!?"

"Oh, are you kidding man, have you ever seen a player who is more perfect than Lin Sa? I dare say that today's victory must belong to Detroit!" Barkley is now bragging about his status, and he is drooling with his analysis and judgment.

Until Kenny calmly pushed the microphone in front of Barkley: "Do you want to bet on something, after all, take a little rest, and next season will be here."

I... MMP!

Barkley can't wait to stand up and sit on Kenny, that bastard!

The commentary with two live treasures is always funny and romantic, and on the court, the game has started again, with a score difference of 10 points and nearly 8 minutes left in the game. For the Pistons and the Lakers, this is a veritable game of life and death.

Billups broke through with the ball. He is not good at this thing, but there is no way. The Lakers appeared in their starting lineup this time. Even Malone came up amidst boos. The single defense ability, the Lakers are at the MAX level, and Billups has no chance to catch and shoot the ball open.

Fortunately, it was Fisher who defended Billups, and the old fish did not guard against shots, which gave Billups a chance to go in with the ball and a civilian layup.

Very good. Billups is worthy of his reputation as a key killer. As long as it is not a key ball, he dares to throw it to you. Lin Sa is going to scold the street. He stuck O’Neal, Okur wrestled with Malone, and the basket was unguarded. Billups, you can throw me this layup.

No wonder Lin Sa scolded the street, Billups threw the ball and he wanted to find a hole to go in.

In fact, Billups has pessimistically discovered that if he loses this game, he will definitely be nailed to the pillar of shame. The main point guard failed to make a layup with no defense in the double card position under the basket.

Lin Sa was about to grab an offensive rebound, but O'Neal certainly wouldn't give him that chance. The two of them collided vigorously in the air, and both of them took half a step back.
In the second take-off, Lin Sa and O'Neill once again showed what is called talent. From the moment of landing to the explosion of take-off, the two of them completed it in almost no time, and in no particular order. After all, Lin Sa had some advantages in explosive power.

With a triumphant smile, the ball took off from Lin Sa's fingertips. Lin Sa landed faster than O'Neill at the moment. Lin Sa accepted the ball!

The moment he fell, O'Neal felt the wailing of his knees. His talent was the best in history, but he was only human after all.

The knees were howling non-stop, O'Neill knew he should stop, but at this moment, how could Lin Sa be allowed to score, so, knees, please, work harder!
Howling, O'Neal got up again to intercept Lin Sa's tip-up!
(End of this chapter)