Reborn in the 96 golden generation

Chapter 44 Overtime victory over the Jazz
Facing Harris' doubts, Zhou Yu smiled slightly and said:

"If my teammates come over and cooperate with me, it will undoubtedly prove that I will be the one who shoots the shot, and it will definitely make the Jazz players guard against it.

It's better for everyone to pull away and let Kobe attack with the ball first to attract the attention of the Jazz players, while I am in ambush outside the three-point line and give the Jazz a fatal blow. "

"Wang Zhizhi, you are really smart. This idea is so brilliant that even I, the head coach, didn't think of it."

Harris raised his thumb and praised.

"If I get a phone call, it will be better than yours."

Kobe bit his lip, feeling unwilling.

This guy Kobe is fighting for the boss again, if I hadn’t interceded for you, you might be selling sweet potatoes somewhere now, Zhou Yu felt a bit of slander in his heart.

"Then you have to pass the ball to me, because even if my young master shoots a three-pointer with his feet, he is more accurate than you."

Zhou Yu teased unceremoniously.

All the teammates looked at Zhou Yu in shock. They had seen crazy ones before, but they had never seen one as crazy as Wang Zhizhi. This is how much alcohol they drank.

"Alright, alright, since Wang Zhizhi is so confident, let's pass the ball to him. If he can't make a shot, let him invite everyone to sing karaoke for a month."

Harris made a final statement.

Zhou Yu had black lines on his face.

After the timeout, the game continued, and this round of offense will directly determine the success or failure of the Lakers.

After Kobe held the ball, he began to use swaying fake moves continuously, making a posture of breaking into the penalty area and fighting for his life, trying to attract more Jazz players and creating good scoring opportunities for Zhou Yu.

But the Jazz were really old-fashioned, and they insisted on not playing the game. Hornacek still defended alone, and guarded the three-point line tightly, without giving the Lakers a chance to shoot a three-pointer.

Kobe didn't withdraw, so he had to pass the ball to Zhou Yu at the top of the arc ahead of time.

At this time, Zhou Yu was still more than one meter away from the three-point line, and no one thought that he would directly shoot from such a long distance.

The moment the ball was released, the Jazz players yelled "Fuck" in unison, staring dumbfounded at the trajectory of the basketball.

After the crisp sound of "swish", the audience boiled, and this ultra-long three-pointer pulled the Lakers back from the edge of the cliff.

"118:118", the two sides drew again. At this time, there were only 18.6 seconds left before the end of the game. The Jazz had the ball, and the Lakers had to defend the ball.

Stockton hovered near the top of the arc while aiming at the timer, trying to use up all the time and not giving the Lakers any chance to counterattack.

While marking Malone, Zhou Yu's mind turned for a second, guessing whether the Jazz's last attack was completed by Stockton or Karl Malone.

With only about 8 seconds left, Stockton finally started to advance with the ball, and it was still Malone who came up to do the pick-and-roll.

Zhou Yu was still unswervingly marking Malone, and ignored Stockton. He tried his best to keep Malone outside the three-second zone, preventing him from cutting and laying up.

However, Stockton did not pass the ball, but continued to kill the penalty area with the ball.

O'Neill, who was sitting in the restricted area, rushed over and didn't guard, but he didn't dare to take off easily, for fear of missing the "Big Pyrenees" Ostertag next to him.

When Stockton stuck to O'Neal and jumped up, Zhou Yu finally understood that he was going to go it alone for this shot.

Despite the obvious height gap with O'Neal, Stockton made full use of his small and fast characteristics, and before O'Neal took off to block the shot, he threw the basketball out of his hand, with a high arc almost perpendicular to the basket.

At the same time, Zhou Yu roared, quickly activated the "chasing and blocking" skill in the system, and strode forward with a speed as fast as a storm.

After a muffled "bang", Stockton's high throw shot was slapped out of bounds by Zhou Yu.

As soon as the Jazz players sent out a foul, a long sound of "Ding" suddenly sounded. The regular game time was over, and the two sides had to play overtime.

Zhou Yu's wonderful performance at the last moment once again made all the fans crazy, and the sound of "MVP" filled the entire Great Western Forum arena.

Zhou Yu breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear. Fortunately, he saved the skill of "chasing and blocking shots" until the end, otherwise Stockton's high-arc throw would probably have gone in.

At this point in the game, the coaches of the two sides have nothing to say, and the competition between the players is all about strong will and belief in winning.

Zhou Yu called his teammates together again and prepared to instill chicken soup for the soul, but this time the chicken soup for the soul was also accompanied by actions.

He first raised his hand and pinched O'Neill's big face, and said emotionally:

"O'Neill, you should fully demonstrate the sharp teeth of the sharks in overtime, or your teeth will rot."

Then, he walked up to Kobe again, thumped his chest and said:

"Kobe, although you are only 18 years old, you must support the blue sky of the Lakers, and don't let others think that you are not weaned yet."

Finally, he came to Van Exel, touched his bald head and said:
"Van Exel, use your brain more, pass a few more good balls for me to see, don't let Stockton think your head is just a display."

Although Zhou Yu's words were a bit harsh, they stimulated the most sensitive nerves of his teammates and made them suddenly become as excited as a chicken blood.

Harris, who was standing aside, nodded in relief, and sighed secretly. Zhou Yu is indeed from an ancient civilization, and his language skills are high.

It's just that he didn't expect that in the next second, Zhou Yu walked towards him slowly, took off his glasses, wiped the lenses with his jersey, and put them back on for him.

All the teammates looked shocked, thinking to themselves, is this guy Wang Zhizhi crazy to make fun of the coach?

"Coach, you must keep your eyes open and watch how we beat the Jazz to pieces!"

Zhou Yu clenched his fists and said firmly.

"I said, Wang Zhizhi, my glasses were quite clear at first, but after you wiped them with your wet jersey, they became blurred. How do you let me see them?"

Harris said helplessly.

Overtime was played soon, and the progress was just as Zhou Yu expected. The aging Jazz suddenly became vulnerable in front of the young and energetic Lakers.

O'Neal frequently succeeded in dunking on the inside, and Kobe was also like a god on the outside, hitting fadeaway jumpers repeatedly.

After a wave of "12:2" offensive climax, the Jazz completely surrendered and replaced the main players one after another.

In the end, the score between the two sides was fixed at "136:125". The Lakers beat the Jazz by 11 points and achieved a proud record of 12 consecutive victories.

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