from the golden generation

Chapter 95
On the field, Stockton was replaced due to fatigue and Anderson replaced him.

In the Jazz's offense, Malone helped Anderson pick and roll.

Both Starks and Ward remembered what Yan Song had explained before, and the two stood close to each other.

Malone's pick-and-roll screen worked well, and Anderson got rid of Starks.

Just when he was about to shoot, Ward jumped up to interfere, and Anderson threw the ball to Malone in a hurry.

Oakley steals the ball, and he watches Starks, who runs out early, throw the ball away.

"Starks scored a layup and the point difference widened, but everyone in the Jazz didn't panic."

Malone handed the ball back to Anderson.

"Give it to me later."

After Malone finished speaking, he ran to the low position and elbowed Oakley.

Anderson complied with Malone's arrangement and passed the ball to Malone.

When Malone received the ball, he turned his right foot and opened up a little space with Oakley.

Oakley stepped forward in a hurry, but Malone shot directly without giving the opponent time to prepare.

"when."

The ball struck iron, and at the basket, Ewing also took a rest.

Upon seeing this, Malone rushed to the basket in two steps and took the rebound in front of Williams.

Now, the alignment changes.

Williams' results are not good, not as good as Oakley's against Malone.

Malone hooked, Williams thugs, another 2+1.

"Who special!"

Ewing slapped the basketball hoop angrily, and the Jazz narrowed the score again, which was extremely unfavorable to them.

Ma Long made a free throw, and everyone looked bad.

There is still the last half of the game, and the Knicks are not happy even though they lead by a few points.

The Jazz is getting more and more courageous, but the Knicks are as uncomfortable as if they have been suffocating in the water.

The interference of home fans, the disadvantage of lacking players and the strength of the opponent made them unable to calm down.

A final timeout is used and both sides have to get their lineups in place before the final showdown.

"Alan, how is your recovery?"

Van Gundy turned to look, and Houston was still panting quickly.

"Forget it, Starks keeps playing, and so does Williams."

Van Gundy didn't let Ewing continue to play, and Ewing's physical strength is not very good. If he plays now, it will be difficult to finish half a quarter.

In the end, the Knicks' lineup was set, center Williams, shooting guard Starks, point guard Ward, and small forward Johnson.

And John Wallace, who was acquired in the 96 draft, appeared as a power forward.

John Wallace is a small role in the Knicks, a player without any attention.

He felt like he wasn't being noticed at all, everyone.

Everyone is looking at Yan Song, paying attention to Yan Song, observing everything about Yan Song.

I can only be envious, why are they all rookies and players in the same class, the gap is so big.

Wallace was upset, extremely upset.

He was still rolling his eyes at Yan Song before going on stage, although Yan Song couldn't see it, but Yan Yaqi saw it, the little girl wrote down the other's actions just now.

This girl knows that you are just a small character, you only play seven or eight minutes in a game, and you dare to roll your eyes at your brother.

Why are you dissatisfied? What are you dissatisfied with?
Yan Yaqi now wants to point at Wallace's nose and scold him.

"Brother, don't sleep."

Yan Yaqi finally endured it and woke up Yan Song.

Yan Song rubbed Yan Yaqi's thigh and rubbed his eyes.

"How, who won?"

Yan Song was a little demented, and several consecutive sleeps made his head heavy.

"Win what you win, the last half of the game is left."

The words fall.

Yan Song laughed, while Yan Yaqi whispered while lying beside him.

"Brother, let me tell you that Wallace from your team didn't look at you well just now."

Yan Yaqi gave a small report to her elder brother, Yan Song didn't respond after hearing this, and said puzzledly.

"There's another Wallace on our team?"

Yan Song really didn't know who this Wallace was, he had never heard of it.

Yan Song looked indifferent, but the little girl did not stop there.

He provokes you and gives you supercilious eyes, don't you take revenge? "

After finishing speaking, there was obviously a response to these words, Yan Song said angrily.

"Which team will give me a blank stare, and when my suspension is over, I will shoot him to death."

Yan Song didn't know if he was really stupid or fake, or if he was sleepy and confused, so he couldn't tell the difference.

Yan Yaqi simply stopped talking, shit, you are deaf, I told you about our team.

Then it must be someone from Nix who gave you a roll of the eyes, Yan Yaqi was a little annoyed, and gave Yan Song a roll of the eyes.

The shouts of the fans continued, and Yan Song was like a piece of stupid wood, motionless and even blinking for a long time.

On the court, what Yan Song watched was nothing but the scoreboard on the big screen.

"100 to 102, the Knicks lead by the last two points!"

Yan Song blinked hard, and was about to be caught up again.

On the field.

Wallace was blocked, Malone won the ball, and the Jazz evened the score in the final period.

"Malon is so fucking awesome."

"Marlon is handsome."

The fans continued to shout wildly, but Yan Song bit his lower lip and said nothing.

It's over, and this game must be lost.

The Knicks are basically defeated now, and the mentality of the players is not very good.

Even Van Gundy seemed to give up, rubbing his eyes and sighing silently.

"Buzz!"

At the final game-ending whistle, the Jazz ended the Knicks' winning streak.

They were cheering on the court, running past the Knicks.

"Hey."

Starks sighed, then walked towards the bench.

But everyone in the Jazz stood in front of them and stretched out their hands.

"It was a very exciting match. Next time, I will play again after Yan's suspension period comes over."

Malone pinched Starks' small arm and shook it again and again.

The two teams shook hands to show sportsmanship. After all, the Jazz defeated them in a fair way, and they couldn't accept it.

When the five returned to the bench, no one spoke, Yan Song got up and took his sister away.

"Yan Song, why are you going?"

Houston yelled, and Yan Song said.

"Go out and wait for you, let's get some air."

Say it.

Yan Song turned and left, the arena.

Everyone looked at his back, speechless, they could see that Yan Song was covering up his self-blame.

Yan Song may think that a large part of the reason for the failure of this game is that he was suspended and unable to play.

But no one blamed Yan Song, but Yan Song couldn't forgive himself.

However, he had reflected on the fact that he was suspended for beating a player, and he came to the same conclusion in the end.

That is, Yan Song felt that he did not make a mistake. If he did it again, Yan Song would still choose to chase after the opponent, and he did not regret it...

"Brother, didn't you just lose a game, why don't you keep silent?"

Yan Yaqi started to enlighten Yan Song, seeing that Yan Song still didn't speak, she put her arms around Yan Song's waist and started acting like a baby.

"You you."

Yan Song smiled and let his sister's behavior go.

Fortunately, I have a younger sister who loves my brother dearly. If this younger sister is unreasonable, like his parents, Yan Song feels that he is dead.

Fortunately, God favored him, and Yan Song was really lucky.

...

The two brothers and sisters just walked out of the arena and got on the bus.

After Yan Song sat down, he fell asleep. He thought that getting a little more sleep might help him recover.

If there is a match tomorrow, after the match, I will be relieved.

"League, just wait, I, Yan Song, will be right back!"

　The first update, take the time to update everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)