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Chapter 435 The First Quadruple-Double in NBA Playoff History

"Low post attack, I want low post attack, do you understand? From the second quarter, reduce the jump shot and go down to play. Postman, you take the lead, you are the leader of this team, don't be afraid of being blocked, anyway, you have enough caps, what are you afraid of?"

On the bench, Jerry Sloan was constantly growling in a low voice, like an angry old lion.

"Understood." The postman replied in a low voice.

"Also, old K played the whole quarter, he should take a rest in the second quarter, you continue to chase some points back." Jerry Sloan added.

"OK." The postman nodded.

But no, at the beginning of the second quarter, Pharaoh stood up from the bench.

Because of the huge score advantage, Danny Ainge wanted him to take a break, but he refused. The Jazz must want to chase points. He wanted to play to avoid this result. He directly defeated the Jazz in two quarters, making them unable to come back today.

As long as you win this game and get the match point, the result of the Western Conference Finals will basically be decided, and the hard work is worth it.

"damn it!"

Jerry Sloan saw Wang Tiejun standing up again, did he intend to let Jazz and the others live?

The second quarter started and the Jazz attacked.

"Come in, postman."

Lao Wang faced the postman, and when he saw the postman pulling away, he quickly waved and shouted.

The postman felt a kind of humiliation, damn old K, are you bullying my poor post-up technique?

But he has to admit that his low post-up skills are really not good enough under the old K's defense.

"Go in!"

Seeing the postman pulled outside again, Jerry Sloan on the sidelines roared angrily.

The postman had no choice but to turn around and run towards the restricted area.

"Okay, it's here, you can ask for the ball." Lao Wang blocked the postman on the left line of the paint area, and said in a commanding tone.

"To shut up!"

The postman was furious and gave a dark elbow, temporarily stopping Lao Wang's trash talking.

At this time, Stockton passed the ball. He used his left elbow to hold the old K, and stretched out his right hand to catch the ball.

"Oh!"

Lao Wang pushed his chest forward, and returned the elbow to the postman.

The postman groaned in pain from the elbow, almost dropped the ball, hurried up with both hands, and took a small step forward with both feet at the same time, only then did he control the ball.

"Bang bang..."

Next, he began to dribble and hit Wang Tiejun.

"Di!"

The referee's whistle blew, and he pointed at the postman, making a gesture of violation.

The postman was dumbfounded, what rule did I violate?I didn't walk or turn my wrist. Did I violate the rule?
When he saw the referee pat his shoulder, he realized that it was a violation of the rule by hitting sideways, and he couldn't help cursing: "Damn K-law!"

"Hahaha……"

Barkley laughed like crazy in the live broadcast.

Bill Wharton also laughed so happily that he couldn't speak.

Bass Felton said with a smile: "The victims of the K law, since this season, it has now been proved that this law does not only harm the old K, but all low-post players."

Barkley laughed and shouted at this time: "Come on, the old K is only restricted, but his number of violations is quite small. According to statistics, he has no more than five violations of the K law throughout the season, three or four times."

Bill Walton said at this time: "I don't know if Coach Jerry Sloan has considered it. Now counting the entire league, how many players have the strength to play the old K in the low post? How many players dare to play the old K in the low post?"

This question made Barkley and Bas Felton startled.

When they thought about it, hey, it seems that there are really not many.

Barkley immediately shouted excitedly: "Let's talk about the three super centers first. David Robinson rarely hits old K with his back. He always hits old K with his face to the basket.

Ewing, the number of times he hits the old K with his back is quite small. He usually faces the basket.

Dameng also hits the old K from behind, but mainly uses his steps to shake the old K and then attack the basket. The real back hit is quite rare.

All in all, among the three super center forwards, very few of them can really back up K. In most cases, they choose to hit K in the face. "

Bas Felton nodded and said: "Yes, this is the situation. Old K's defensive barrier is too big, even if he doesn't jump, as long as he stands there, it is very difficult to get a shot from his head.

If you want to say that there is any center in the league who regularly back-ups Old K, there is only one big guy, and he is..."

"Big shark." The three said in unison.

Barkley shook his head and laughed, "Anyway, it definitely doesn't include the postman."

"Facing the old K's defense, the postman's height is almost the same, and he will be blocked. And his mobility is not as good as the old K, and his elbows can't deal with the old K. When he hits the old K, he usually uses the pick-and-roll shot." Bill Wharton said.

At this time, the Suns missed the attack, the Jazz grabbed the rebound and started to attack. The postman hit the old K again in the low post.

He dribbled the ball and used his back to arch twice. He didn't move when he arched the first time. On the second arch, Lao Wang hit him with an iron mountain, but knocked him forward and staggered, almost making a mistake.

He had no choice but to pass the ball to Russell, who was responding, and then take it back after a transition.

"He fouled!" Jerry Sloan yelled.

The line referee next to him ignored it. This is the Jazz's home court, but you can't blow it up. Just now, the old K didn't move his feet, and he didn't move his elbows or shoulders. He just exerted force in his chest.
At this point the ball was back in the Postman's hands, and he only arched it this time, then immediately turned over and shot a jumper.

His jumping ability itself is mediocre, plus his knee is injured and his tonnage is too large, he can't jump at all, so the height of his shot is very limited.

"Snapped!"

Pharaoh's figure exploded, and he fished the ball out of the sky with one hand.

"Shet!"

At this moment, including the postman, countless people on Jazz's side couldn't help cursing.

Jerry Sloan spread his hands helplessly, he had nothing to do, his own core was directly suppressed by the opponent's core, all kinds of crushing, how can he fight?
"Haha..." Barkley laughed like crazy again.

Bill Wharton said with a smile: "Speaking seriously, the postman's back-up technique is really average. His tonnage, strength, height, jumping wingspan, etc. are all at a disadvantage in front of the old K. The result of back-ups against the old K is really not too good. He is good at the basket and mid-range shots. Let's play according to what he is good at."

Bass Felton said: "This is Old K's seventh big cap. If the Jazz continues to emphasize low-post offense, old K will have at least 7 big caps today."

The Jazz swallowed the big hat again, the morale that had just recovered was hit again, and the offense was driven outside again, not daring to approach the paint.

"Snapped!"

In the 7th minute of the second quarter, one step outside the paint, Wang Tiejun seized the opportunity to send another block, allowing the postman who shot after the pick-and-roll to swallow another block, and got the 8th block of the game.

"Postman, you'll be safer if you go a little further away." After blocking his opponent, he continued to attack his opponent's psychology with trash talk.

In the 11th minute, the Jazz performed a pick-and-roll in a high position. He found the postman again, rushed to the top of the arc, and slapped the postman's shot.

"Tell you to go a little farther, a little farther, it's safer outside the three-point line." Old Wang's trash talk came again.

"Go away!"

Swallowing several hats in a row, and being spat on, the postman almost fainted. If it weren't for the old K standing in front of him, he wouldn't bear it anyway.

At the end of the second quarter, the point difference reached [-] points. The morale of the Jazz had dropped to the bottom. Many fans took advantage of the opportunity to let the water go. When the second half started, the stadium was half empty.

In the 8th minute of the third quarter, Lao Wang sent out the 10th cap, and then the Suns counterattacked. Kobe made a fast break and widened the point difference to 27 points.

At this time, the Jazz called a timeout again.

So far in the game, the Jazz are all calling timeouts, and the Suns have never called a timeout.

Jerry Sloan doesn't intend to give up the game. This is the home game and he doesn't want to give up. Losing this game will allow the Suns to get the match point. The Jazz have almost no strength and chance to get back. A season of hard work will be wasted again.

He knew that the chance of getting back today was actually very small, almost none. With such a big point difference, the Suns were in high spirits, and the Jazz had no morale, but he still wanted to give it a try, what if there was a reversal?

But at this time, a staff member came to him with a statistics sheet. He looked at it and froze for five seconds. The anger in his heart dissipated like a burst balloon.

"Lol, let the substitute come on, you are in charge." He handed the data sheet to the assistant coach Lol, and sat down on the bench in disappointment.

"Almost quadruple double?"

When Lore looked at the data sheet, his mouth opened wide. Only then did he understand why Jerry Sloan, who has always been strong, gave up the game at home.

On the side of the Suns bench, the crowd was full of enthusiasm, and everyone seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood.

Lao Wang was holding a statistics sheet, his hands were trembling, quadruple double, he was going to hit a quadruple double?He hasn't tried this stuff yet, so it should taste good, right?
"It must be taken down, this record must be taken down."

"Yes, quadruple-double, the fifth quadruple-double in league history, the first quadruple-double in the playoffs, the first quadruple-double in the playoffs!"

"Just one assist away, definitely a quadruple-double!"

From the coaches to the players, from Colangelo to the staff, all have the same attitude and get a quadruple double.

In the TNT live broadcast, it was very lively, because the three of Barkley were discussing the quadruple double that Lao Wang was about to acquire.

"what?"

Barkley, who got the statistics first, was shocked after seeing it.

"how?"

The other two said in surprise.

Barkley glanced at the two, shook his head, and said with an incredible expression on his face, "You must never imagine how terrifying the data in my hands is."

"Tell us quickly." The two said anxiously.

"OK OK OK!"

Barkley put away his unbelievable expression, replaced it with an extremely excited expression, and shouted: "Listen, 26 points, 13 rebounds, 9 assists, 2 steals and 10 blocks..."

"what?"

Bill Wharton and the two were stunned.

"It's unbelievable. I didn't expect it at all. Old K might have a quadruple-double today. No, as long as he continues to play, a quadruple-double is certain." Barkley shouted excitedly.

"With this quadruple-double, old K is the fifth person in history on the quadruple-double list, and at the same time No. 1 in history. Wow, it must feel great!" Bill Walton said enviously and bitterly.

"What is the fifth person in the history of quadruple-doubles? Old K won the quadruple-double, which is No. 1 in the history of quadruple-doubles. The gold content of the playoffs is much higher than that of the regular season." Barkley shouted.

"Yes, yes, yes..." The other two nodded at the same time.

"Old K is almost quadruple-double?"

"how is this possible?"

"real or fake?"

"Nobody has a quadruple-double in the playoffs yet?"

"God, did you wear the number 33 Suns jersey today?"

At this time, countless fans in front of the TV were stunned.

"Quadruple pairs?"

O'Neill in front of the TV was stunned, old K, do you want to show like this?

"Quadruple double, how is it possible?"

Jordan in front of the TV was also stunned. This was a statistic he couldn't even imagine. It was difficult for him to have a triple-double in the playoffs. So far, he has scored a triple-double in the playoffs twice.

"Wow, brother Tiejun is going to score a quadruple pair?" Phoenix, Old Wang's home, Dayao shouted excitedly.

The glider, Lei Gong, Hu Weidong and others next to him were also very excited and happy, only Dameng kept shaking his head with an expression of disbelief.

"Hakeem, old K can't play 5*5, but this playoff four-legged can offset your regular season 5*5 data." Glider turned his head and said.

"This guy, I'm so lucky today!"

Dameng had no choice but to express his admiration. He also had a quadruple-double in the regular season, but he hadn't tried it in the playoffs yet. Unexpectedly, old K was about to get a quadruple-double today.

In the CCTV live broadcast, Su Qun said excitedly: "One more block, and the record will be broken."

Zhang Lili, who looked very excited, laughed, as if he had picked up a golden mountain, he handed over the statistics sheet in his hand, shook his head and smiled, "Xiao Su, look, look, you only noticed blocks, and then look at other statistics, quadruple double, just one assist away."

"what?"

Su Qun was shocked, and hurriedly took the statistics sheet to look at it. With a bang, he punched the table, which made him excited and lost his composure.

他手上的数据表显示，王铁军14投10中，8罚6中，拿到26分13篮板9助攻2抢断10盖帽2失误3犯规，离四双只差一个。

The league has only produced four quadruple-doubles, all of which are regular season data, and there is no quadruple-double in the playoffs. If old K gets this quadruple-double, his status in the league will definitely be improved.

At this time, on the hanging screen, Wang Tiejun's data was displayed.

"Wow, are you ready for a quadruple-double?"

"God, don't let him type it, or we will be the background board."

There are still half of the home fans left. They were surprised for a while, and then they immediately started discussing. The only attitude is that Lao Wang must not be allowed to play a quadruple double.

"Four pairs! Four pairs! Four pairs..."

And thousands of away fans, seeing this statistic, shouted in surprise.

But at this time, Barkley stared at the screen hesitantly and said, "No way, the Jazz are going to be on the bench?"

"What?" Bill Wharton and Felton were surprised.

"Old K, don't worry about them, go straight up, even if you play as a substitute, you have to win this quadruple-double. If you miss this opportunity, there will be no next time." Barkley said anxiously.

Bill Walton and the two also nodded repeatedly. With this kind of data, who the hell cares whether you are the main player or the substitute?

In the CCTV live broadcast, Su Qun, who was excited, saw a group of Jazz substitutes taking off their training uniforms. Are they getting ready to play?He quickly counted, damn it, there are actually five people?

"No way, what do you want to do with five substitutes at this time?" He exclaimed in surprise.

After Zhang Lili reacted, he sighed and said, "What else can I do? Give up the game."

"Oh, hold on a little longer, Sir, I beg you?" Su Qun asked anxiously.

"The Jazz has a little bit of morale. After being beaten by the Tiejun's ten big caps, it is meaningless to persist."

Zhang Lili sighed again, and analyzed: "Today the Suns won the game relying on defense and not relying on the Iron Army's offense. The Jazz should be convinced to lose. It is reasonable to give up the game. It is completely meaningless to continue playing."

Su Qun scolded: "Sir, you are too despicable!"

Zhang Lili said: "Give up the game at this time. The Jazz may not be satisfied with the Jazz doing this. It will affect the ratings!"

He was also right. At this time, Stern was very unhappy, very unhappy.

Finally someone had a chance to hit a quadruple-double in the playoffs, but the Jazz gave up the game, which made him so angry that he wanted to grab the phone and call the Suns, leave the Jazz alone, let old K play, and get a quadruple-double.

On the Suns bench, he was disappointed and angry when he saw the Jazz's situation.

"Old K, keep going, don't give up such a good opportunity." Lightning said angrily.

"Old K, go on, go on, go on, leave them alone." Kobe roared.

"Yes, old K, let's go." Kidd, Rasheed Wallace and other teammates also joined in one after another.

"That's right, old K, there is only one assist left. Next time you want to hit such a stat, you may not have a chance." Danny Ainge, as the head coach, also expressed his support for Lao Wang to continue playing.

Lao Wang is very angry, quadruple-double in the playoffs, such a statistic doesn't want me to get it, why?Don't even try to stop me, the king of heaven, I will decide on this data today.

His neck stiffened, and he blurted out: "Come on, Chamberlain scored 100 points in a single game, and I also scored a quadruple-double."

"Yes, that's it." Everyone encouraged in unison.

"Old K wants to continue fighting?"

When Wang Tiejun was about to play, the Jazz were shocked, the fans in the audience were shocked, the commentators in the live broadcast seats were also shocked, and countless fans in front of the TV were also shocked.

"Despicable, old K, you bastard!"

Immediately, some Jazz fans stood up and shouted at Lao Wang.

"Brush! Brush! Brush..."

More and more home fans cursed and put pressure on Lao Wang.

The postman and a group of Jazz players also stood up and looked at Old Wang with dissatisfaction.

"Four pairs! Four pairs..."

Thousands of away fans began to support Pharaoh and kept shouting.

"Old K, I support you."

In the TNT live broadcast, Barkley raised his fist and shouted excitedly.

In the live broadcast of CCTV, Zhang Lili and Su Qun laughed.

Zhang Lili smiled and said: "That's right, whether they let it go or not, the data will be taken first. It's only an assist, and the fans will only remember the great quadruple-double in the playoffs. Who cares if you get an assist? How big is it?"

"Is an assist called a brush?" Su Qun laughed excitedly.

"Haha..." The two laughed loudly.

Old Wang glanced at the audience with disdain, and then said disdainfully: "I've decided on the data today, and it's useless if the king of heaven comes."

"on!"

With a push by Danny Angie, Lao Wang was pushed onto the field.

"Shh!"

Seeing that Lao Wang finally entered the field, there was a huge booing immediately.

"what!"

Not to be outdone, the away fans expressed their support for Lao Wang with cheers.

"coach?"

The postman and others looked at Jerry Sloan who was sitting on the bench.

Sloan's face was ugly, and he closed his eyes, indicating that he didn't care.

"Sit down, there is only one assist left, and you can't stop him even if you go up." Luoer said helplessly.

"Damn old K!" The postman cursed angrily, and sat down very depressed.

He also figured it out, go up to be the background board, and let old K get a quadruple-double based on his strength, it is better to sit on the end and let old K's quadruple-double be more or less flawed.

"Clap clap clap..."

In New York, David Stern couldn't help laughing and clapping his hands when he saw Old K playing under pressure and striving for a quadruple-double.

In his opinion, this is not called a swipe at all, it is just an assist. If old K gives up, it is called stupid and has no brains.

This is not a 40+ or ​​50+ scoring data in a single game. There is no one like this before, and there may be no one in the future. Although it is only a single game data, it is too rare. It is the only one in 50 years. It is a full hard honor. If old K gives up, he will be very disappointed.

Jordan and Dameng in front of the TV, these super giants, were in very complicated moods at this moment. If old K took this data, another honor would be on their heads.

However, they don’t think that Old K is just brushing up on the data. In their case, whoever doesn’t win is stupid. This is not a data record that can be replicated in general.

"brush!"

In the Delta Center Arena, just 89 seconds later, after receiving a point from Wang Tiejun, Robert Horry made an open jumper and hit a three-pointer, allowing Lao Wang to get his 10th assist.

"yeah!"

At this moment, thousands of away fans, the Suns bench, and the Suns players on the court cheered endlessly, and the game had to be suspended.

On the contrary, the remaining half of the home fans got up one after another and left the field early.

Surrounded by his teammates, Wang Tiejun walked off the court, received the cheers of thousands of Suns fans alone, and waved his thanks to the fans in front of the TV through the cameras of various TV stations.

The next game is the time for the substitute, but Gao Chao has passed, the result of the game is already doomed, and the attention is not high anymore.

(End of this chapter)