Reborn in the 96 golden generation

Chapter 179
"101:97", the Lakers led the Supersonics by four points, and there were only 1 minute and 16 seconds left before the end of the game. As long as they defended against the Supersonics' offensive, they basically sealed the victory.

Zhou Yu summoned his teammates and acted as a temporary coach. He told everyone to beware of the Supersonic's three-pointer, especially Payton. His hand feeling today is too bad.

Of course, while defending the three-pointer well, the defense in the three-second zone cannot be slackened, because the Supersonics have succeeded in hitting two points and defending another goal, there is still a chance.

"Brother Shark, it seems that our twin tower combination is about to show its might again."

Zhou Yu patted O'Neill on the shoulder and laughed.

"Wang, don't think that if you pass me a ball, we will settle down. You are you and I am me. Who and you are twin towers."

O'Neill snorted coldly and said ungratefully.

"Okay, Brother Shark, as long as you can win this game, you can fight however you like."

Zhou Yu laughed dryly.

"Wang, you let me down so much. To please O'Neill, I wasted all my efforts."

Kobe was dissatisfied.

At this time, Zhou Yu suddenly transformed into the second senior brother looking in the mirror, and he was not a human being inside or outside.

With the Supersonic's bottom line serve, the crucial round of offense and defense between the two sides kicked off. Unexpectedly, the possession of the ball was not in the hands of Payton, but was handed over to Hawkins.

The other four people then desperately interspersed with running positions, and the running directions were all outside. There is no doubt that they were ready to shoot three-pointers, a life-and-death fight.

Hawkins continued to dribble the ball under his crotch, shaking like a sieve, and suddenly made a precise oblique pass, passing the ball to Schramf, who was outside the three-point line in the bottom corner. There is a small vacancy in Muff.

Just when he bent his knees and raised his arms to shoot a three-pointer, Kobe suddenly made a diagonal stab and rushed over fiercely.

Zhou Yu faintly felt that Schramf's shooting was a bit slow, and in a second, he yelled that he was not good. Kobe rushed over and just missed Payton.

In the blink of an eye, Schramf made a precise ground pass, and Payton, who was cut in, just received it. At this moment, the attention of the entire Lakers team is on the outside, and the inside is empty.

At the critical moment, Zhou Yu strode away and chased desperately, but he still only saw Payton's taillights.

In desperation, he slammed his feet on the ground, leaned out, and shot a "hungry tiger pounces on food" which is rare on the basketball court.

Just in time for Payton to jump up and get up for a layup, the bodies of the two people overlapped each other like a "complex" and lay on the ground at the same time.

Peyton let out a scream, and his nose bleeds immediately, but Zhou Yu was basically unscathed because of the escort of his flesh pad.

But the referee's whistle sounded suddenly, and he was unceremoniously sentenced to a malicious foul. Not only did the opponent make two free throws, but he also had possession of the ball once.

But the Supersonic players obviously refused to let it go, and surrounded the referee's theory of tears, the referee couldn't resist, and chased Zhou Yu to leave the field directly.

Although Zhou Yu was unwilling, he could only shake his head and sigh helplessly. After all, his foul move just now was a bit too bad, just like wrestling judo.

"Wang, you are too brave. I am worried that if Peyton falls badly, he will blackmail you for the rest of his life."

Kobe patted Zhou Yu's junior, faintly worried.

Fortunately, Payton's nose bridge is very strong, but a lot of nosebleeds flowed out of his nostrils, and his body is fine.

Zhou Yu breathed a sigh of relief, drooped his head, and walked off the field slowly with a solemn expression.

It was Campbell who came off the bench for him. It seems that the Lakers focused on defense in the final stage.

Although Zhou Yu's exit was a bit embarrassing, the fans still responded with warm applause and loudly shouted "Wang Zhizhi is good" and "Wang Zhizhi is a real man", which made him feel a little comforted.

For Zhou Yu's reckless behavior, Harris did not blame him, but patted his chest, and said kindly:
"Wang, don't be sad, your impulsive behavior can only show that you care more about this team in your heart."

These words sounded like a spring breeze to Zhou Yu, but they seemed to hit the soft spot in his heart, and he couldn't help crying.

Teammates and coaches stepped forward to comfort each other, some wiped tears, some handed water, and some massaged their feet and rubbed their backs. There was an extremely warm and moving scene on the Lakers bench.

In fact, the most nervous ones are the big names of the Lakers in the VIP seats. After all, David Stern has always been known for his strict management. Zhou Yu's actions just now are obviously beyond the scope of basketball. It is not uncommon to be suspended for a few games. possible.

"President, our Wang Zhizhi may be so obsessed with Chinese martial arts that he accidentally forgot that this is an NBA arena."

Old Bath immediately served tea and water, and explained with a smile on his face.

"My dad is right. I saw him two days ago, imitating Bruce Lee's strange calls while playing ball."

Jenny Buss said that laughing was uglier than crying.

To the surprise of the two, David Stern didn't show much anger on his face, but calmly sipped his tea, and said lightly:

"Do you know the tea ceremony?"

When Bas and his daughter heard the words, they all shook their heads blankly.

"You don't know the tea ceremony just like you don't know me. In fact, I seem to be a strict person. After getting along for a long time, you can feel my fragrance more and more.

Although Wang Zhizhi's foul action just now was a little exaggerated, it was unintentional after all, and it was still within the tolerance range of the league, as long as he pays more attention in the future. "

David Stern said calmly.

"Thank you for the aroma of the president. From now on, we, the Bass family, will abandon red wine, study the tea ceremony, and try to get in touch with the president as soon as possible."

Old Bath nodded repeatedly as if he had been pardoned.

After plugging his nostrils with thick cotton balls, Payton could only rely on his mouth to breathe. I don't know if it was due to the lack of oxygen in the brain.

"101:98", the Supersonics trailed the Lakers by three points, with only 55.3 seconds left before the end of the game, and then they had two options, one was to quickly treat it as a two-pointer, and the other was to shoot a three-pointer to directly tie the score.

The Supersonics adopted a strategy of feinting to attack the outside line and actually hit the inside line in the last round. Obviously, the Lakers were fooled, and Zhou Yu was reimbursed as a result.

But this round, the Lakers have a long memory. No matter how provocative the Sonics players are, O'Neal and Kemp are sticking to the inside.

Payton found a mobile phone opportunity near the bottom corner through a counter run, and his teammate's pass arrived in time.

Payton breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down. This three-pointer must be shot. Although the three-pointer shooting rate in the previous stage was surprisingly high, it does not mean that he can make a smooth shot this time.

In fact, Payton is not a "gambler". It is also safe to play in normal times, so there are few high scores, and the average score per game is always maintained at around 25 points. But this time, he must rely on this three-pointer to gamble. got it.

The moment the three-pointer was shot, time seemed to stand still, and the audience was silent. Many people closed their eyes and dared not look directly, including Zhou Yu who was sitting on the bench.

It's a pity that although Payton felt that the touch and rhythm were good, the basketball that fell to the basket still came out of the basket disobediently.

"rebound!"

Peyton jumped and shouted, and under the excitement, two cotton balls in his nostrils sprayed out.

O'Neill, Campbell, Kemp, and McIlvaine were entangled like vines, the sounds of muscle rubbing and bones colliding were mixed together, and the screams were comparable to slaughtering pigs and cattle.

(End of this chapter)