Chapter 419 Imperfection and Perfection

Lin Dong's strong breakthrough made Jordan, who was already extremely tired, finally start to call for help.

Artest, Michael Jordan, two and one!

The close presence of the two defensive giants gave Lin Dong no chance to take off from the outside. He made a strong breakthrough and was followed by the two of them, and Yao Ming was flanking the basket.

Lin Dong passed the ball to Payton on the outside. Faced with the 3-point gap, Payton paused to adjust, and Harrington immediately pounced.

The shot was slow, but there was no trace of panic on Payton's face.

Although it is a wide open space, my 3-pointer is indeed not accurate enough, and shooting after catching the ball is even more inaccurate, so this adjustment is necessary. If the opponent does not make up the position, then the adjusted 'training 3-pointer' will still be Quite confident, but if the opponent pounces...

Snapped!

A well-timed ground pass, the basketball was in the hands of Iguodala, who was missed by Harrington.

The Wizards did not have the defensive awareness of the SuperSonics, and the 3-point opportunity came to the shooter.

Iguodala stood up, but at a young age he had already shown amazing ability to withstand psychological pressure. He hit a 3-pointer and scored his 22nd point of the game.

At 121:124, the SuperSonics took the lead again.

When it comes to the Wizards, when Jordan pauses with the ball, everyone has realized that he is going to hang Yao Ming on the inside. While Pedrague, who has just come on the court, is holding on to Yao Ming, Payton has already coordinated in advance. After guarding it, the ball is almost certain to go in the hands of Yao Ming. Pedrague is undoubtedly as weak as a three-year-old child in front of Yao Ming. That guy has already scored 41 points!

But when Payton stepped forward to help defend, Jordan looked at Yao Ming and his big passing hand turned in the air and sent it straight to Artest.

The 3-point shot was shot, but it bounced off the frame.

Atast's heart skipped a beat, but in the next second, Yao Ming jumped up high despite the squeeze from Payton and Pedrague, and moved his big hand in the air, and actually moved the rebound in the direction of Atast. go back.

Catch the ball again.

Artest took a deep breath.

Frankly speaking, Artest doesn't care if he lost G1 because of him, and he doesn't care if Michael gave him a car, and he can't express any gratitude to the Wizards.

But what he knows very well is that this victory or defeat, this goal, will determine his own worth next season!

money! What he saw were mountains of money!

This time, the basketball flew steadily across the sky.

Uh-huh!

3 points scored, 124 tied!

The Wizards continued to attack Lin Dong at this time, and the idea was already clear at this time.

The most stable scorer for the Sonics is Lin Dong. Letting Jordan defend alone means losing points, but after all, they have Yao Ming under the basket to ensure rebounds, so they would rather let the Sonics' outside line bet on the failure of others in the Sonics. , and will never give Lin Dong many opportunities to take action.

Lin Dong passed the ball to Payton. This time Harrington did not cover up. Everyone was looking at Payton, betting that he would not be able to score 3 points.

Frankly speaking, Payton felt angry and a little helpless in this situation where everyone was looking at him and betting on him. Frankly speaking, Payton felt angry and helpless. This was really a fucking mentality...

He took a deep breath, adjusted slightly, and shot a 3-pointer.

He stared at the basket tightly, his heart was in his throat, and he felt a little worse.

The huge pressure is only one aspect, and the lack of trust in oneself is also another aspect. The more serious problem is the substantial decrease in physical strength.

Frankly speaking, he defends both inside and outside, making up for various positions on the defensive end of the court. On the offensive end, he also takes the initiative to pick and roll Lin Dong and act as an elevator door for the whole team. Payton has not rested for half a second since the first minute of the game.

It seems that the camera is rarely given to him, after all, the ball is basically not in his hands.

But almost all the so-called dirty work and tiring work is done by him. Without his efforts, the Sonics' overall offensive end in the first three quarters would not be so smooth, let alone the defense. I am afraid that they would have been shot by others from the outside. After becoming a sieve, which round should Lin Dong use to consume Jordan?

Gary Payton is much more tired than Lin Dong and Jordan.

Not only the one who scores the most points is the only hero of the team...it's a pity.

Bang!

The basketball hit the front of the basket and bounced up.

"Fuck!" Payton's face turned livid and he cursed secretly. He felt that it was going to be worse when he threw the ball just now, so he was a little softer.

Wow!

——Hahaha, you know that guy is not allowed!

--attack! attack! attack!

The moment the basketball bounced off the hoop, the crowd burst into excited cheers.

The Wizards collected the rebound and passed to Jordan for a fast break.

The Wizards' fast break was very fast. Jordan and Artest rushed back immediately. Lin Dong went around and blocked Jordan: "Hey, Michael, are you ready to score your 48th point?"

Lin Dong quickly started talking trash, trying to provoke Jordan into a duel.

But at this time, the old gangster laughed and accelerated to the right front.

As soon as Lin Dong caught up, the old hooligan had already lobbed the ball to the left frontcourt without hesitation.

Artest!

The purpose of breaking through to the right front was to pull Lin Dong away. The old gangster wanted to fight two against one. How could anyone possibly stop him?

With the audience cheering, Artest caught the ball and sprinted straight to the basket and jumped high for a layup.

But at this moment, a pair of eyes burning with flames flew up from behind.

Payton jumped up behind him.

The 34-year-old veteran had almost expended all his energy at this moment, and could only see the basketball he missed.

At this moment, his body has surpassed the limitations of age and physical strength, and his jumping height seems to have returned to its peak, directly surpassing Artest.

The moment the basketball was released from Artest's hands.

Snapped!

A chasing shot hit the backboard, slamming the basketball onto the backboard.

The whole court exclaimed. Artest landed and looked back in disbelief, only to see Payton also grabbing the backboard and landing at the same time.

"Don't underestimate me, you bastard!" Payton yelled, raised his arm and made a long pass. The basketball returned to the frontcourt, and Brent caught the ball and scored from mid-range.

124:126!

Seeing that he was about to take the lead, Supersonic pulled the balance back again.

——So fucking difficult!

Jordan gave Payton a vicious look, while Artest was a little embarrassed and wanted to get angry.

Farke! It was not easy to score a valuable goal, it was not easy to get a chance to redeem yourself, it was not easy... But when he subconsciously turned his head, he saw the two huge LV bags on the sidelines fighting each other in the front row of the VIP seats. , and the wealthy Oriental woman with her legs crossed and wearing sunglasses, who is said to have been a wrestler. The strength of a wrestler's hands is beyond compare!

And it seemed to be related to the lighting. At this time, a ray of light flashed past the lenses of the sunglasses.

Artest swallowed involuntarily.

Forget it...the game is important!

--attack! attack! attack!

——Defense! Defend! Defend!

The tug-of-war between the two sides continued, and the deafening roar in the arena never stopped.

126 square meters, 128 square meters, 131 square meters, 133 square meters!

If the Wizards get one back, the Sonics will definitely get one back.

The Wizards blocked Lin Dong with 2 and 1, and the SuperSonics blocked Yao Ming with 2 and 1.

But frankly speaking, the defensive difficulty of both is about the same.

Lin Dong maintained a rhythm of passing one ball and then hitting the next one. The Wizards also played one ball from the outside and then another ball from the inside.

Under the super-intense defense, each other's shooting percentages have dropped, but only Lin Dong and Yao Ming still maintain a shooting percentage of more than 80%.

Whoops, whoops, whoops!

Everyone on the court was breathing heavily, and everyone on the sidelines was too nervous to take a breath.

All the coaches and superstars were completely silent.

Frankly speaking, the outcome of this game was something none of them expected.

In their imagination, this is Michael Jordan's final battle. The God of Basketball should be the absolute protagonist of this game, and the results of the game are nothing more than two.

Either Jordan defeated Lin Dong and won the seventh championship, or the hero was late, and the god combination of Lin Dong and Payton blocked Jordan, allowing the gloves to complete redemption and the Sonics to complete revenge.

As for Lin Dong, he is indeed strong enough and is definitely the most powerful contender for the new NBA king, but it is too early to say that he will ascend to the throne now.

But people didn’t expect it...

Lin Dong actually defeated Jordan in this way. He even made the God of Basketball change his 15-season style in the last game of his career, forcing the God of Basketball to learn how to play in the fourth quarter. Go pass the ball!

Frankly speaking, seeing a Jordan who can pass the ball is a scene that is unimaginable and even unacceptable for many players and coaches who have experienced the Jordan era.

At that moment, they even felt as if something was shattered deep inside.

But it was at this moment that they suddenly realized that Lin Dong had replaced the God of Basketball, truly taking over the game in a sense, and seemed to have taken over the throne of the God of Basketball!

Immediately following the rise of Yao Ming, the Wizards re-emerged with huge combat power, and Michael Jordan chose to integrate into the team and become a true leader.

But it also made them feel like they were seeing the beginning of a new era, like the Warring States Period where heroes were vying for the throne.

The impact of all this on them is extremely huge, and it will definitely change the overall pattern of the NBA next season, and even the team building ideas of many teams.

As for now, no one dares to speculate on the outcome of the two teams anymore.

Both sides have tried their best to hold on to the last breath. There is no need to underestimate the will of either of them. At this time, it is impossible for each other to let go even if they die.

If you want to win, you no longer just have to wait for your opponent to be knocked out first, but you have to see who can surpass the real limit at the last moment. It also depends on the right time, place, people, and luck!

138 square meters!

The score has reached an astonishing value, already surpassing the largest score in a tiebreaker in NBA history. The offensive capabilities of both sides astounded everyone in the league.

And there are only 32 seconds left, the SuperSonics have the ball!

beep!

——The SuperSonics request a timeout!

This is the last timeout for the Sonics!

"Sakura!" McMillan shouted.

Huchi, wheeze, wheeze...

Sakuragi Hanamichi, who had been sitting on the sidelines and resting for nearly ten minutes, had already calmed down his breathing, but at this time, his breathing rose and fell involuntarily when McMillan called his name.

What to do at the last minute?

McMillan had talked it through to him during his long days on the sidelines.

Defend! Defend! Defend!

At the beginning of the fourth quarter, Yao Ming was as unstoppable as a god descending from the earth, but with the full force of the entire fourth quarter and the exhaustion in the first half, Yao Ming had already reached the limit of his physical strength.

And leaving Sakuragi Hanamichi on the bench is to allow him to restrict Yao Ming at the last moment. As long as he can block Yao Ming, even if it is only one round, even if it is only a few seconds at the critical moment, victory will be certain. Will belong to the Supersonics!

SuperSonics victory is in my hands!

Thinking of this, Sakuragi Hanamichi, who had already calmed down his heartbeat, began to feel himself shaking slightly involuntarily, and his breathing became rapid again.

"Sakuragi! Come on!"

"Hanamichi! It's up to you!"

I could faintly hear the shouts of Haruko, Sakuragi Legion and other damaged friends.

He turned his head and glanced behind him, and saw that in addition to Haruko, Sakuragi Legion and others, his father and his master's wife were also smiling and waving at him.

Brother Gao Ren smiled and patted his shoulder.

Huh, huh...

With the help of the support team, Sakuragi felt that the pressure in his heart was relieved a lot.

Breathing gradually calmed down again.

He took a deep breath and stood up, looking at the front of the stadium. He was about to do some more final mental preparation for himself, but suddenly he saw a familiar figure sitting at the front of the stands opposite.

Rukawa Kaede was looking at Sakuragi, and when he felt Sakuragi's gaze, Rukawa Kaede laughed.

Rukawa Kaede really didn't expect that the game would reach this level.

He originally thought that the referee would interfere in the game, he thought that the white people would be unhappy with the Asians winning, he thought...

However, he saw nothing.

All I saw were the active figures of a few Asians on the court, challenging God on the court and even winning. What I saw was all the fans in the stadium cheering for another Asian indiscriminately.

It turns out that it’s not that Asians can’t do anything on this land, but just because they are too weak!

At this moment, Rukawa Kaede felt like crying.

I cry about my weakness, I cry about my incompetence, and what I cry even more is that throughout the whole season, I always think about the injustice done to me by the team, and always think about the exclusion of me by a few black scum. People always blame others and have unfair fate...

But I never really thought about training myself hard and improving myself to make myself strong enough to break all injustices!

If his shooting was as accurate as Lin Dong's, if he had six or seven three-pointers every game and maintained a shooting percentage of over 60%, would the team hide him because of a few black men? Do fans agree? Does the team dare? Will the boss do it? !

Why do you still choose to smash that tin can out of the trash can even though you know that the other side is dirty, you know the other side's power, and you know that the other side is full of people and bastards?

Rukawa Kaede actually knew very well in his heart that it was not just because the other party insulted Sakuragi's mother, nor was it because of any hot-bloodedness and impulsiveness. After so much, he still had a bullshit hotness and impulsiveness!

It's because of his disappointment with the team, because of his disappointment with fate, because of his resentment, because of his cowardice, and because he gave up on himself. Regardless of whether there was a finger or not, he never smashed out the trash can. From that moment on, he actually gave up basketball on his own initiative!

I really want to do it all over again... I really want to stand on that stage like Sakuragi.

But, is there still such a chance?

Rukawa Kaede didn't know if he would have such a chance, but at least the guy on the court had it!

Rukawa Kaede was smiling, but tears kept flowing in his eyes.

He originally wanted to stretch out his right hand and wave at Sakuragi, but he immediately retracted it subconsciously. He didn't want to show his 'stupidity' in front of that fateful guy at this moment, let alone use his own incompetence. Perfect to influence that perfect brother.

Rukawa Kaede stretched out his left hand and made it into a fist, waved hard in the direction of Sakuragi Hanamichi, and finally gave a thumbs up.

"Come on, brother!" He yelled at the top of his lungs in Japanese for the first time in this arena, no longer paying attention to the white Wizards fans sitting around him.

Be your true self!

Sakuragi Hanamichi was startled, and then the corners of his mouth slowly cracked.

It turns out that the fox has not been so cold all his life... It is really rare for this guy to cheer for someone in public.

So Sakuragi also gave a thumbs up in the direction of Rukawa Kaede.

call……

At this moment, his chest that was constantly rising and falling finally calmed down completely.

Sakuragi Hanamichi's mind went blank.

There are still 32 seconds left.

"superior!"