Basketball Crunchy Shark

Chapter 395 Don't allow this place to become the birthplace of miracles

Lin Sa's ultra-long-range three-pointer hit the net, which was a one-hit kill.

Detroit fans have stood up and cheered ahead of time, the time is only 3 seconds, the Lakers are hopeless!

"Counterattack!" Even if everyone was desperate, Nao Ke still had the courage to make a last-ditch effort. If Lin Sa could shoot three-pointers in half court, he could shoot the whole court!

After receiving the ball from Fisher, there were still two seconds left in the clock, and he made a slight adjustment before preparing to shoot. The moment he took off, Lin Sa rushed in front of him in two steps.

The wolf king's calf, this is Lin Sa's first ticket to the NBA.

Blocking the shot, Lin Sa will not let Nao Ke throw this ball. In any desperate situation, as long as it is not the last second, this guy may create miracles on the court. Lin Sa does not allow this place to become a place for miracles to happen in the Palace of Auburn Hills.

In the chattering and empty eyes, in Lin Sa's calm eyes.

The referee watched the time return to 0, and reluctantly announced the end of the game!
The Lakers are already in a state of mourning. The big moves are too fast. What O'Neill was thinking just now was that I have to perform well in the last game. Maybe the fourth FMVP will come. Now, what he should think about is where to go for vacation...and how much the new contract will cost.

Victory, failure, when the final whistle sounded, some people's dreams were realized, and some people's dreams were broken again.

Lin Sa's last shocking move successfully knocked Kobe off his horse. It was really a mess, and he didn't even give him a chance.

The pain on his feet hit his nerves like a tsunami, but it wasn't that important anymore, it's just that he fought too resolutely just now, and now how to get out of the game became a problem.

A big hand that made Chattering envious was held in front of him.

In front of Nao Ke is Lin Sa's sunny and decent smile, and in the background are the Pistons' sluts celebrating wildly.
Just when Lao Ke couldn't help spitting some saliva on his palm in La Linsa, at some point O'Neill walked up to Lao Ke and pulled up the stubborn little brother: "We have to go, and the next is the glorious moment of the winner. There is no place for a loser here, even if he is as strong as a big diesel engine."

Although this fat man is annoying as well, he is not a class enemy. Kobe supported O'Neal and limped off the court. There were cheers all over the court, but none of them belonged to him. All sports are cruel. Only the first place has value.

Payton and Malone, two legendary stars who have played in the last era of the NBA, they already have everything they dreamed of in their youth, wealth, status, and glory, they are all there, but they still don't have a ring on their hands.

The Lakers F4 exited, and the fans at the scene were cheering for the Pistons' crowning. Even many undercover Lakers fans in Detroit were also in this group, because the atmosphere was so damn contagious!
The over-excited Pistons rushed over and raised Lin Sa, who was awkwardly stretching out his hand in mid-air. The bear boy also followed suit, fisted in the air, swung vigorously, and shouted. There were countless fans worshiping in the stands. The title of King of the Kids was no longer in doubt tonight.

The Palace of Auburn Hills is in a sea of ​​excitement, but David Stern and Silver over there are caught in an unprecedented entanglement!

The next step is the awarding session of the FMVP. The alliance is prepared for this thing, and it is no problem to award it, but who to award it to has now become a big problem.

Originally, in the official NBA script, this trophy should belong to a member of the Pistons' Five Tigers, with a high probability of being Big Ben or Billups. But tonight, Big Ben played six fouls and died before he started. His role on the field was closer to that of a blue-collar. He did the most tiring and hardest work, but he didn't have any bright performances. Billups was even worse.

As for Lin Sa, the finals played six games. Regardless of his average performance, team leadership ability or highlight moments, Lin Sa undoubtedly met the expectations of an FMVP. The problem now is that Lin Sa is not from the United States. He has a Chinese household registration and is neither black nor white.

In this era, the United States still has a lot of strong racial discrimination. Basketball has no nationality, but there are players. Once upon a time, the NBA didn’t even have black players who were not of American origin. What’s more, it would limit the number of appearances of foreign stars.

The problem now is that if Lin Sa is not given, it is a proper black-box operation, and he will definitely be scolded to death. But if Lin Sa is given, the local excessive fans on the American side will definitely make a fuss. Don’t question it, because the American Empire is a peaceful, united, and friendly territory. Things like fan parades and attacking players at this time in 04 were still very embarrassing, and they were not afraid to even attack the Olympic Building.

David Stern can take the pressure, but he doesn't want to intensify the conflict.

Only Lin Sa and Chairman Yao's Chinese group belonged to a very small minority in the NBA, even fewer than the pure-blooded blacks at the lowest end of the NBA's contempt chain.

Outside the office, the Pistons fans were already chanting for their king to ascend the throne, while the league executives in the office were sitting on pins and needles, but they had no time, otherwise the conflict would not erupt later. If the MVP could not be negotiated, the local fans in Auburn Hills could let them know why the flower is so popular.

Looking at the order outside the arena that can only be maintained by security guards, this is Detroit. This group of barbarians has not evolved for a year. It would be a lie to say that the management leaders are not panicking.

Taking a deep breath, David Stern finally stood up and made a final decision!

Finally, the trophy was about to be presented. DJ forcibly silenced the already seething Auburn Hills home court on the grounds that he would not interfere with the king’s coronation. The last time Detroit won the championship was the ancient times of the Bad Boys 1.0. Now this championship is very important to Detroit.

The audience at the scene suppressed their boiling blood and excited heartbeats, just waiting for the unquestionable name to appear, and they were ready to attack the security cordon!

Detroit people are so fierce, no one has done it, it doesn't mean they can't do it!
Just a few security guards, if these Detroit villains are serious and flattened in minutes, they must be at the nearest place to cheer for my king.

David Stern smiled and held the envelope. The applause from the fans was very intense at the beginning. This is the FMVP envelope for Lin Sa. It is definitely worthy of applause. David Stern and the others may not know each other, but it does not affect the decline of the applause at all. Let alone him today, they will not give much applause when Madonna comes. The warmest part must be reserved for their own children.

The KFC old man is also a kind person, and he has no objection to the perfunctory applause at the scene, because after a while, these audiences don't scold their mothers or rush up to beat him, David Stern feels that this is the career glory of his career as president.

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