Nba: I Really Didn't Come To Fight!

Iverson, at this time has already eaten the second technical foul.

He yelled at the referee relentlessly, completely lost his composure, and the referee, who finally had the opportunity, reacted almost instantly, giving a second technical foul and expelling Iverson from the court. court!

Iverson was expelled, and almost instantly ignited the anger of the entire Wachovia Bank Center Arena. I don't know who was the first to throw the beer glass in his hand into the field. Ignition, the audience in the front row who can guarantee that they can throw things into the field, all of them are not stingy, throwing T-shirts, beer, popcorn, all into the field, and throwing them towards the referee.

Of course, the accuracy of most people is not very good, not only did not throw it to the referee, but let the people in the front row enjoy all the gifts.

But the three referees were still obviously frightened. The three of them hid together in front of the central technical platform, not daring to move, talking non-stop.

They also realized that in the first half of today, it seemed a little too much.

They also seem to have just remembered that this is Philadelphia, not Cleveland. If you blow 270 in Cleveland, the fans will only applaud, but in Philadelphia, it is really possible to meet some perverts and lunatics, let them go Not out of Philadelphia.

Fortunately, the security personnel at the scene quickly intervened. They quickly calmed down the emotions of the fans and 'invited' several of the most aggressive and craziest fans out of the arena. The DJ on the scene also loudly comforted the fans, hoping They are quiet.

In the end, it was Lin Zhan who made the scene completely quiet.

After he promised Brown and others that he would never do anything tonight, he came to the technical stage and directly grabbed a microphone from the scene.

"Calm down! Everyone, please calm down! Listen to me. I promise it will be short!" Lin Zhan's voice quickly spread throughout the arena through the speakers. The team boss spoke, and the fans naturally gave enough face , immediately quieted down.

"I need everyone to calm down, watch the ball well, and stop throwing things! We are still playing." Lin Zhan's voice was sonorous and powerful, (biec) concise and direct: "Because if you continue to make trouble, you will be asked out of the arena, that way One way, you will miss the wonderful comeback in the second half!"

"I will keep the victory in Philadelphia. Some scumbags who only rely on special care to play are not worthy of winning here, not worthy of winning in this series! Please, give me a sweep of that group Chance for noobs and idiots! I'll be in the second half and let them see how good we are."

Lin Zhan's words were short and powerful, and the fans at the scene quickly fell silent, and then immediately broke out with huge cheers and shouts!

"Lin! Lin! Lin! Lin!"

"MVP! MVP! MVP! MVP!"

"Kill them! Sweep them!"

"FOUR! FOUR! FOUR! FOUR!"

"Let the people of Cleveland go home and suckle!"

"For Aaron!"

In any case, this time the conflict before the midfield finally calmed down after Lin Zhan and the security personnel at the scene worked together.

Of course, the anger of the fans has not subsided, they are even more angry.

Such a good team, such a good leader, why should they suffer this!

Damn, if the team loses today, none of the Cavaliers, these bastards, and those three scumbag referees will ever get out of Philadelphia!

The thoughts of the fans were conveyed to the referees in a very accurate, timely and clear manner, because the fans didn't just think about it in their hearts.

They really shouted directly and threatened the referee.

In addition, before Lin Zhan returned to the locker room to prepare for the intermission, he walked up to the referees with a smile, patted their shoulders and said: "Good blow, continue to the second half, don't worry about the threats from the fans, I will Now, the game cannot be lost!"

After Lin Zhan finished speaking, leaving behind three dumbfounded referees, he turned and walked into the player tunnel.

What's the meaning?

The game will be won, so ignore the threats from the fans?

What if you lose?

Can I ignore it too?

Referees, I'm really panicking right now.

Of course they knew that among the 20,000 fans at the scene, the probability of there being a desperado was definitely no more than one in ten thousand, but who could guarantee that he really didn't have one?

Even if someone can guarantee it, do the referees really dare to believe his guarantee?

Lin Zhan ignored the referees. He believed that he had put enough pressure on the referees. The second half of the game should be better than the first half.

When Lin Zhan walked into the locker room, Iverson was furious.

He kicked over the table in the middle of the locker room, and shouted angrily: "I have never seen such an arrogant referee at my age! I have never been bullied like this in my home court!"

Lin Zhan grabbed Iverson's shoulders, patted him and said, "If you are unhappy, you can vent it to your heart's content. You can smash whatever you like. It's okay to smash the entire locker room, but I have to remind you, don't smash the TV. ! You will regret it!"

"Regret?" Iverson looked at Lin Zhan.

"You're going to miss out on my great second half because you can't find the TV! We're down 27 and guess what the final score will be?"

"We narrowly won by 5 points?" Iverson boldly guessed a reversal.

"Fart! Who are you looking down on?" Lin Zhan poohed:

"27 points! We can't win by 27 points at the end of the game, I write the word Lin upside down!".