Chapter 197 The final flying pig show! 【Customize】
Chapter 197 The final flying pig show! 【Customize】
"If he doesn't make a penalty, I'll give you the rebounds! I remember you had 24 rebounds. Make it up, brother!" Big Ben also stretched out a hand and joined forces with Billups to pull Barkley away. stand up.
Bowen was behind Barkley, supporting his back and adding strength: "You can use some strength! Don't let go, I don't want to be crushed to death by him!""
Barkley, who was surrounded by four brothers, was a little overwhelmed. He was moved: "You guys, don't blame me?"
Lin Long punched Barkley on the shoulder and laughed: "Didn't Chauncey say it, it's just a foul! Why should we blame a brother who tried his best to defend? Just come back!"5
"Yes, just call back!" The other three said in unison without any hesitation. Barkley looked at the crowd, and his eyes were uncontrollably moistened.
This is the respect he has never received!
In the Philadelphia 76ers, although he was the team leader, he was not liked by the local media and fans. Some Philadelphia media even publicly stated that Barkley was not worthy of the MVP and voted for Jordan.
In Phoenix, although he said nothing, no one was his friend, and others regarded him more as a boss or a boss.
In Houston, Barkley didn't feel the slightest respect, whether it was the team management or the 'Big Dream' Olajuwon and 'Glider' Drexler.
They 31 more just regarded themselves as a horse who came to take refuge, a coward who gave up everything for the championship.
It was only here, in Boston, that Barkley felt that long-lost joy and family atmosphere.
Everyone here respects him as a big brother, and everyone treats him as a brother.
This is why, Barkley can rejuvenate in the second half of the season and play the league's annual lineup-level performance!
"Charles is crying!"
"Quick! Quick! Quick! Take it! This idiot Charles is crying!"
It was Billups again, the first to spot Barkley's reddish eye sockets, and immediately jumped and screamed, for fear that no one would notice.
"Shut up Chauncey! Be careful I'll ruin the rest of your life!" Buckley kicked Billups' ass and cursed angrily.
By the way, Barkley forced himself to forget everything just now, he has to pay for his own mistakes, this is the man!
Jia Wei approached from the side and said, "Are you okay? People are waiting for free throws! This is your home court, otherwise who would dare to be so ink, I will give you a T!
"Ref, Charles is crying! Look, he's crying!"
Billups, for fear that the world would not be in chaos, pointed to Barkley's eyes to show Javi.
"I don't care if he cry or not! He's in shock, and I won't change my decision! Hurry up to the penalty area and get ready to grab a rebound! I'll give you a T if you're more verbose! As Javie said, he couldn't help it. Looking at Barkley secretly, he said, "Charles, we are an old friend, but you did commit a foul just now, or did I invite you for a drink at night? Don't cry anymore. "
"Fuck off!" Barkley scolded, if it weren't for the referee in front of him, he would definitely make up a 3-minute freestyle to greet the three generations of Javie and Billups.
Jordan watched the Celtics walk back to the court with a calm look, and couldn't help but admire in his heart.
He'd been eavesdropping on the Celtics just now, and not a single one of them had a problem with Barkley's stupid foul, not a single one of them blamed him.
No wonder they are so tough and so hard to beat!
Jordan's face is still grim, but in his heart, he has unconsciously compared this Celtics team with the teams he has encountered in his career.
Detroit Pistons, Philadelphia 76ers, Indiana Pacers, New York Knicks, Seattle SuperSonics, Utah Jazz…
Jordan suddenly realized that those teams were nothing compared to the Celtics!
No team has ever made Jordan so tired!
Even his No. 1 nemesis in the early stages of his career, who had beaten his Detroit Pistons and their Bad Boys several times, couldn't match the Celtics in toughness and strength.
Jordan's thinking did not affect his free throws. This time, he did not miss the key free throws like the first game, but steadily hit the extra free throws, once again expanding the point difference to 8 points.
124:116.
Only 1 minute 23 seconds left in the game!
From any point of view, this game is stable for the Chicago Bulls, and Jordan's 3+1 is enough to kill the game.
But Jordan still frowned. After he made the penalty, he stood still and shouted loudly:
"Full court press! 131 full court press! Can't give them an easy chance to cross halftime!
Jordan's roar made the entire Bulls team's relaxed mood tightened again.
Without questioning Jordan's overreaction, everyone identified their defenders on the spot and brought out the full-court pressing they had rehearsed countless times.
It's just that usually, this is what they use when they're behind, and it's the first time they've had an 8-point lead in the last minute!
The Celtics were not intimidated by the intensity of the Bulls' re-introduction. Barkley, the most experienced, came to the bottom line, got the basketball and was ready to send it out.
Lin Long quickly looked for cover, and after half a circle around Big Ben, got the basketball as he wished.
Pippen and Jordan had already stared at Lin Long. They quickly gathered around Lin Long and pressed him from the backcourt.
Lin Long reacted like electricity, did not give the two people a chance to complete the encirclement, started to speed up, and rushed past Pippen!
Pippen and Jordan were left and followed closely behind him, chasing after him.
Seeing that Lin Long was about to spend halftime, Hubble had already taken his place in advance, with his hands in front of him, his feet firmly on the ground, coupled with Jordan and Pippen who were chasing after Lin Long, this was obvious. It is the defensive trap of the Bulls, which leads Lin Long into a desperate situation surrounded by enemies on three sides and makes him an offensive foul.
The ball in Lin Long's hand was faster, and the moment he saw Hubble, he passed the basketball out, making Hubble's early position a joke.
Billups got the basketball near midfield, and the Bulls' full court press was declared broken!
Barkley, who was at the basket, had also reached the position at this time. He stuck Longley with his back and stretched his arms to demand the ball resolutely.
Billups made an inside dunk and gave the ball to Barkley. Taking advantage of the fact that Big Ben and Kukoc were not on the inside, the space under the basket was very large at 333. Barkley gritted his teeth and took out the last ball. With strength, relying on Longley's quick turn, he forcibly threw the ball with his left hand.
"dream!
Longley shouted, and his arms covered the sky and pressed towards Barkley.
Barkley's pick-up arc was a little low, and the basketball was touched by Longley's fingertips, and immediately changed the line, hitting the basket and failing to hit.
"Come again!" Barkley roared, a swift turn around Longley, blocked the big man behind him, then jumped up with all his strength, and hit the rebounding rebound with one hand.
Longley behind him couldn't react in time, and was occupied by Barkley, and immediately the senior pressed his hands forward, trying to make up for his mistake.
"Don't touch him! Give him two points!"
Phil Jackson and Jordan shouted out almost at the same time. Looking at Langley's figure, they had a bad feeling.
Barkley's fingertips touched the basketball first, and pointed him towards the basket. The next moment, Longley's palm hit Barkley's hand. At the same time, his whole body was out of control and he lost his focus. Barkley pressed the past.
"Bang", Longley and Barkley lay on the ground together.
"Huh! 99
This time, basketball did not joke with Barkley anymore, and obediently entered the basket!
"Longley, shooting foul! One more penalty!
The judgment of Javina, like the sound of nature, entered Barkley's ears, causing him to let out a long sigh of relief.
I, paid for my own mistakes!
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