The toughest man in the NBA

Chapter 268 I promise I won't kill you
The Suns have won two consecutive victories and are going to Los Angeles.

On May 5, the NBA officially announced:

Phoenix Suns general manager Lance Blanks was elected the best general manager of the 2011-2012 season!
Before the start of the season, no one would have thought that this little-known rookie general manager would bring earth-shaking changes to the Suns.

Consider what he did early in the season:
Signed Yao Ming and Yi Jianlian, snatched Battier at a premium, traded Richardson and Turkoglu for Iguodala, poached defensive coach Bzdelik...

Looking back now, no single-handed operation is ineffective.

Yao Ming, Yi Jianlian, Battier, Iguodala, Bzdelik, it is the existence of these people that the Suns have two home and away lineups, the most suffocating defense in the league, and no money worship body!

It's nothing short of a miracle!
So in the voting session, Blanks got 12 first ballots, 8 second ballots, and 4 third ballots, with a total score of 88 points.

Ranked second is the general manager of the Indiana Pacers, Larry Bird, who scored 56 points. If Blanks hadn't turned out, he would have become the first Page in NBA history——

Regular season MVP (1984-1986), coach of the year (1998) and general manager of the year.

Taking honors from the great Bird Bird, Lance Blanks remains humble:
"Kudos to the Phoenix Suns, not me alone, all the sweat and patience that went into it, we're on the right track..."

In this way, all the awards awarded so far in the 2011-2012 season, except the best sixth man, are in the hands of the Phoenix Suns:
Regular season MVP, Most Improved Player, Best Defensive Player, Best Coach, Best General Manager...

Looking forward, if you can win the championship?
That's the grand slam!
Robert Savor couldn't wait to hold a grand celebration banquet for his general manager, head coach and players——

Naturally, it was another tender model party...

This time there was no need for Yao Ming to make a fuss, Tu Man disappeared not long after the party started.

According to the good news fans:
They had seen the brutal Raptor F-650 headed for the Desert Botanical Gardens.

In the middle of the night, Tu Man went to eat cactus?
Fans are curious.

The Desert Botanical Garden in Phoenix is ​​the largest desert botanical garden in the world and one of the best-preserved botanical gardens, especially the cactaceae and agaves.

Since Tuman and Sylvanas discovered this jungle sanctuary, the wide body of the Raptor F-650 finally came in handy. Under the cover of a huge cactus jungle, in the dark night, in Arizona In the hot and dry summer wind...

Play wild, everything is good!
Frieda said that there would be no show for a month, so she let go.

From joy to fainting, from madness to collapse, until dawn spreads across the sky...

May 5, Los Angeles, Staples Center.

This is the third battle between the Suns and the Lakers. Although they haven't fought yet, everyone, including the three fat guys in the commentary booth, has already sentenced the Lakers to death.

Stop doing unnecessary struggle!
Wait to die!
Kobe is much better.

On his final night in Phoenix, he almost didn't make it.

Fortunately, back home in Los Angeles, with her children to accompany her, Vanessa couldn't find a chance at all. The old poisonous snake slept beautifully for two days, and then she recovered!

There is also mentally molesting the savage:

"Boy, do you want to try the hottest chick in LA?"

Tu Man naturally refused, Frieda had already changed into an elf fairy suit, and was posing on the big bed in the hotel, and just sent a set of photos, almost setting him on fire...

Fortunately, Emma sent the video in time, scaring him back.

Otherwise, it would be really inconvenient to carry such a heavy weapon while warming up!
Gentry took a rest again, and Nash, Yao Ming, and Hill didn't come.

Through the first two games, the coaching staff has already had the most intuitive judgment on the strength of the Lakers. Even if the three of them don't come, the Lakers won't be able to make big waves.

The big deal is urgent——

Close the door and let the butchers go!

However, the game seems to be different from what everyone thought.

Only 5 minutes into the first quarter, the Suns were called for seven fouls, especially Iguodala, who was in charge of defending Kobe, was called three times in a row!

And two of them were obvious misjudgments.

Iguodala didn't even make physical contact, just stretched out his palm to block Kobe's view as he drifted back for a jumper—

Only.

Even Tu Man was called a thug, and he laughed at that time.

How could Ben Man be a thug?

If Ben really wants to block, it will definitely be a clean and undisputed good cap.

How could it be possible?

You must know that he didn't intend to take off and block Bynum at all this time. Considering that he was very well-behaved today, he just stretched out his hand to interfere.

The palm didn't even touch Bynum's arm, so he beat him?
Bynum was shocked. He looked at the referee speechlessly, and glanced at Tu Man from the corner of his eye. He found that his face was full of displeasure, and his heart was filled with fear:

Help, this bad old man is trying to kill me!

Obviously, David Stern, the dog who can't change the shit-eating waste, made another move.

Sweeping the promotion can no longer satisfy his appetite. He wants the game to be more suspenseful, making the Phoenix Suns' road to the championship full of ups and downs. He wants the fans to see how the Suns overcome obstacles, overcome difficulties, and finally reach the top.

Instead of doing this now:

Come out to travel, and pick up a championship by the way!
Tu Man has always been holding hands and playing backwards, you want me to play the fifth game?
It's a good idea, but I decided to solve it in four games!
With a sullen face, he walked towards the referee on duty.

The latter really had a guilty conscience. When he saw the legendary giant with one punch and one tooth coming, he was sweating profusely, and couldn't hold back the whistle...

Tu Man was expressionless, and said lightly:
"I will block ten shots next time. If you continue to misjudge like this, I promise I will not kill you, but you will definitely be sued by Baker McKenzie after the game. We will wait and see when we see Will the Jewish old man protect you!"

The referee flatly denied:
"What are you talking about, I don't understand, go back to the game!"

But the frightened pupils had already betrayed his truest thoughts. Of course, the Jewish old man would not protect him.

Tu Man smiled coldly:
"I hope so!"

He turned his head and walked away, shouting to his teammates on the field:
"Brothers, work harder! Let's check in early and go drink..."

The referee was so angry that his eyes turned black, but he really didn't dare to do anything to Tu Man.

What this kid just said was "I promise I won't beat you to death" instead of "I promise I won't beat you". Between "hit" and "kill", there are eighteen layers of hell, think about it Poor Zaza...

Besides, Baker McKenzie really can't afford to mess with it!

(End of this chapter)