You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 544
Duncan missed two free throws and the Celtics lost the chance to tie the game.

The Pistons beat the Celtics 102-98.Big score 3 to 0 lead.

In this way, the Celtics fought with all their strength, lost to the Pistons by 4 points at home, and stepped into the brink of being eliminated.

This is the 1999 Eastern Conference Finals.

Duncan scored 46 points, 28 rebounds, 8 assists and 6 blocks.

This is the ancient data of an ancient monster of Chamberlain's level. Duncan did it tonight, but he couldn't win the next game.

Trailing 3-0, the series has at least one more game to go, and if the Celtics play tougher, maybe they have a chance to take the game to Detroit.

After the game, both sides did not shake hands.

Paul Westphal watched from a distance, the young man who decided the game.

Mo Mengchen, he scored 24 points, 6 rebounds and 12 assists tonight. This is the team's second highest score and the most assists in the game. Such a statistic can't show his role on the court at all.

From today onwards, no matter how much time has passed, when Westphal mentions the advice Mo Mengchen gave him during the timeout tonight, his face will glow brightly, as if that incident happened yesterday.

After that timeout ended, the subsequent progress of the game was all within his expectations.

The Celtics will quickly score 2 points.

Then we run out 24 seconds on the next play, and at that point, if the Celtics grab the rebound, they have at most seven seconds.

A period of no more, no less.

Of course, if Hill made that mid-range shot at the buzzer, maybe the story behind it would not be so exciting, but the Pistons were enough to seal the victory.

Legends are always made of coincidences.

Mo Mengchen calculated that they would bet on Duncan for the final attack, so he approached Shi Buddha in advance, fouled him immediately after he got the ball, and sent him to the free throw line.

There were still five seconds left.

If Duncan withstood the pressure and hit two free throws, the Pistons still had the initiative, but he missed the free throws.

Just like Duncan's scouting report said.

Only weakness: Free throws.

That's all there is to that proposal.

He guessed everything.

Westphal really doesn't know what to say. Last year at this time, they lost at the free throw line, and this year, they let their opponents lose at the free throw line.

It's like a kind of reincarnation.

Mo Mengchen and Hill entered the player tunnel together after accepting the on-site interview.

今晚，他们一个砍下34+8+8，一个拿下24+6+12，虽然都不如邓肯远古巨兽般的46+28，但他们赢得了比赛。

"This is just the beginning, right?" Hill asked.

Mo Mengchen said: "Of course, it's just a dull beginning."

Back in the locker room, filled with screams of excitement, Mo Mengchen and Hill high-fived their teammates to find Rashard Lewis occupying a bench by himself.

"What's going on?" Hill asked.

"It's just a sprain, it's okay," Lewis said.

Hill smiled and said, "That's good, we'll wait for you to come back."

Mo Mengchen and Hill took a shower, changed their clothes, brought Rashid with them, and attended the post-match press conference with Westphal.

Hundreds of media are besieged here, and they have countless questions.

"Is the foul on Tim Duncan tactical at the end?"

"Did you expect this game to be so difficult before the game?"

"Are you confident to complete the sweep?"

Regarding the last question, Hill, who has always been modest, couldn't wait to give an answer: "I hope so."

This answer caused a commotion at the scene.

Some people think that Hill has changed and is no longer Duke's good boy.

Some people think that Hill is very honest. After tonight's battle, the Celtics are exhausted. Even the fans don't believe that they can still compete with the Pistons.

A sweep is inevitable.

Once the Pistons sweep the Celtics, they will become the first playoff team ever to keep winning before the Finals.

96 Bulls did not do this;
86 The Celtics didn't do that;
"FO-FO-FO" The Sixers didn't do that.

No team has ever had such a terrible dominance in the playoffs. With the regrets of last year and endless anger, this team dealt a tragic blow to the enemy in front of it.

Some people say that the Celtics, Magic, and 76ers are just suffering for the Bulls.

It was the Bulls who honed this unstoppable Pistons team. Now they have created a second dynasty, the championship lineup has been dismantled, the Flyers have withdrawn from the arena, and the Zen master has chosen to rest. re-exist.

The Pistons could only vent their anger by beating the Bulls by 74 points in the opening game, and then defeated all opponents in front of them in the playoffs.

Back in the locker room, Westphal asked everyone to sit down, and he said: "We don't play tonight, we know our mistakes and we can correct them."

"I just want to say a word to you."

Westphal's eyes swept over the players' faces one by one. His face was extremely gentle, and it seemed that what he was about to say would not be a harsh word.

"We still have five games to win," Westphal said.

Although the injection of chicken blood was a bit early, everyone in the locker room was really excited by what he said.

Just thinking that the next game would have to wait until the night after tomorrow, they could only restrain their excitement, pack their things, and prepare to go back to the hotel.

"Guess there will be fans shouting F/uck DET outside?" Dumars asked a question before walking out of the garden.

Rashid said affirmatively: "It must, the mouths of these people stink like a sewer!"

"After such a loss, if they still have the energy to talk trash at us, then I really want to give them a new look." Houston said with a smile.

The answer will be revealed immediately.

The Pistons walked out of the garden, and there wasn't a single fan here.

The Celtics lost tonight's game, and the fans' arrogance was extinguished. This is another good news. At least for a while, they will not see fanatical fans attacking them in various ways in the streets and alleys .

The players boarded the bus one by one.

On the way back to the hotel, "Coming Home" published by Mo Mengchen in the name of Ethan sounded in the bus.

Together with the familiar melody, Buckley booed: "Dad, this is your special show, come on!"

"Yeah, come on for a while!"

"Dad, I'll call you!"

Mo Mengchen really wanted to pretend that he didn't hear it. Pretending to be asleep might be a more feasible proposal, but Hill had already seen him with his eyes open.

Sure enough, Devil Mountain said: "Mo, the kindness is hard to turn down."

What a devil this man is!

Mo Mengchen cleared his throat: "Let me declare first, if someone laughs, I will turn him into an unknown corpse under the overpass, and I will do what I say!"

After Mo Mengchen spoke, the bus fell silent. When it was the rap part, Barkley jumped up and continued, and he still looked good. Rap ​​is really a racial talent of black people.

Although Barkley is not a professional singer, he sang a few lines without being awkward at all. The atmosphere on the bus immediately rose, and it turned into a chorus at the end.

At the back, there was only one voice from the bus.

"I'm coming home~"

"I'm coming home~~"

It is reasonable for a group of people who have returned from victory to go wild without any scruples.

They happily returned to the hotel. Some put down their luggage and went out to wander, some stayed in the hotel obediently and didn't go anywhere, and some knew life better. Before going to sleep, he had to prepare a supper for himself.

Some people are born with dog noses, especially good at getting something for nothing, such as Barkley.

Just when Mo Mengchen wanted to make supper, this fat man came to visit.

"Mo, playing the game is so hard, don't you want to add some energy?" Barkley asked.

Mo Mengchen couldn't help but give him a supercilious look at this fat man who didn't get on for a second tonight: "You probably don't waste as much energy on the bench as you sing on the bus, do you?"

"Bullshit, sir, what's my physique, what's your physique? I'm exhausted!"

What's wrong with the guy who eats and drinks with an arrogant face?
Mo Mengchen was used to him like this, so he didn't think there was anything wrong. He really wanted to eat supper, so he made one for Barkley.

After getting along with Barkley for a long time, he found that it is a bad habit not to be used to eating alone, and he had to change it.

(End of this chapter)