Chapter 724 "Let's meet at the summit!"
Chapter 724 "Let's meet at the summit!"
Swish!
Wang Xiucheng was punished and advanced.
A score of four points was achieved.
The score is now 97-97.
French national team coach Vincent Colley frowned, forcing himself to calm down.
He couldn't understand why there were players whose shooting percentage would increase the more crucial the moment of the game.
Do your fellow coaches in the NBA have to endure this person's torment every season?
Luckily, I don't play in the NBA.
There are 43 seconds left.
Vincent Colley refrained from calling a timeout.
In the next possession, France's Vebanyama finally sank another three-pointer with Gobert's screen.
This made veteran coach Vincent Colley so excited that he almost rushed onto the field.
As expected, the French team still needs to rely on this once-in-a-century talent.
Wenbanyama himself was also very excited, waving his fists and shouting to his teammates, "Hold the line for the next round!" as he went back to defense.
Despite Wenbanyama's shout, Ntilikina still fouled Wang Xiucheng the moment he received the ball.
The clock has stopped; there are 18 seconds left.
Wang Xiucheng made both free throws.
France leads 100-99, holding possession of the ball.
As long as we don't lose this ball, we can win even if we run out of time.
However, after Gobert passed the ball to Wimbledon, Lee immediately fouled Wimbledon.
Both sides have started taking penalty kicks!
If a player misses their free throw at this point, they are essentially handing the initiative over to their opponent.
Perhaps due to excessive pressure, with a loud thud, Wenbanyama missed his first penalty kick.
All the Chinese fans shouted excitedly.
The opportunity is here.
Swish!
Wenbanyama scored his second penalty.
France leads by two points, 101 to 99.
Guo Shiqiang immediately called a timeout, which was also the last timeout for the Chinese team.
Guo Shiqiang took the tactics board and began to arrange the tactics.
"When everyone starts running, the opponent's focus will definitely be on defending our three-pointers."
"Whether you take a three-pointer or a two-pointer is up to you. If you can drive in and get two points, that's fine too. We have a physical advantage in overtime."
“Wenbanyama can’t run anymore.”
"Keep running!" Guo Shiqiang stretched out his hand. "Let's make this final sprint and meet at the summit!"
At this moment, all the Chinese players felt their blood rushing to their heads!
Yes, by winning this game, the Chinese men's basketball team will have won the bronze medal match for the first time in history.
This is something that even Yao Ming, who was hailed as the "pinnacle of Chinese civilization," couldn't achieve!
After this battle, they will be heroes of China!
On a grander scale, they bring glory to the country and a sense of pride and identity to all Chinese people.
On a smaller scale, the country will not be stingy with them; they are well aware of what awaits them when they return!
"come on!"
Guo Shiqiang shouted again and stood up.
Looking at his teammates returning to the field, Guo Shiqiang knew that even if they lost this game, they had made history, and when they returned home, the streets would be packed with fans.
But in competitive sports, who doesn't want to achieve better results?
The game resumed, and the French team indeed focused their defense on the outside.
Wang Xiucheng tried to return several times but failed to get into position, so Zhou Qi had to pass the ball to Li Kaier.
Standing in front of Lee Kyle was his old teammate, Gobert.
Gobert leaned back slightly with the ball in one hand, but he didn't budge. Instead, he said, "If you're so good, shoot yourself. You're always passing the ball like a girl!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Gobert noticed that Lee had passed the ball out.
Wang Xiucheng ran around Zhou Qi several times in the distance, finally shaking off Fournier and heading towards Li Kaier.
Li Ke'er passed the ball to Wang Xiucheng and immediately turned around to block Gobert, preventing him from having the opportunity to double-team Wang Xiucheng.
Fournier reached out to grab Wang Xiucheng, preventing him from having a chance to shoot.
However, Li Kai'er's pass was a bit too high, forcing Wang Xiucheng to jump to receive it.
Fournier had already grabbed one of Wang Xiucheng's arms and was pulling on him forcefully.
But the next moment he saw Wang Xiucheng in the air, while being pulled backward by him, actually throw the basketball.
"It's impossible to get in!"
Fournier shouted.
Wang Xiucheng landed, and Fournier pulled him back several steps.
Before he could even stand up straight, Wang Xiucheng saw the basketball fall into the net like a shooting star with a trail of flame!
Swish!
A clear and pleasant sound rang out.
Three-pointer, in!
At the same time, the referee blew his whistle, pointed at Fournier, gave him a foul, and waved his arm towards the outside of the court.
Five fouls, ejected!
Wang Xiucheng finally couldn't turn his feet back and sat down on the floor with a thud.
But he had a smile on his face, and one hand was raised in a fist, as if he were holding up a red flag of victory in the air!
In an instant, Zhou Qi and his group pounced on them!
That ball went in!
When they saw Wang Xiucheng being pulled backward in mid-air, they all assumed that the ball couldn't go in.
However, getting two free throws is fine; if they make both, there's a chance to go to overtime.
Surprisingly, Wang Xiucheng managed to score the ball while leaning back!
Moreover, it's a hollow net!
This three-pointer put China ahead by one point.
If they make the free throw, they'll have a two-point lead.
Almost instantly, the situation on both sides reversed!
China Fortune, who were trailing by two points, have now taken a two-point lead.
Wang Xiucheng was pulled up, clapped everyone's hands, and then went to the free throw line.
Swish!
Goal!
China leads 103-101, with the Chinese team by two points.
There are 5 seconds left.
In theory, it's enough for the French team to organize an attack.
The French team used their last timeout.
The players from both sides returned to their benches.
In the stands, the Chinese fans, who were not outnumbered, waved the national flag and sang "Ode to the Motherland"!
Inside the VIP room on the second floor, an elderly gentleman sitting in a wheelchair was already in tears!
I never imagined I'd see such a Chinese team in my lifetime!
This is the Olympic bronze medal match!
Their opponent is the host team, France!
The Chinese team had lost to this opponent during the group stage.
But today, the Chinese team not only showed no fear of their opponents, but even took the lead in the final moments.
Even the usually arrogant French fans now showed signs of worry.
They never imagined they would lose to the Chinese team!
This is unacceptable to them!
So many French fans raised their voices and shouted "Ode to the Motherland" at the top of their lungs, cheering for their players.
However, their voices were completely drowned out by the "Singing for the Motherland" chant, and they couldn't be heard at all.
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