UGB Chapter 225 Shoot again! There is no lower limit for the Jazz! [Customize]
Chapter 225 Shoot again! There is no lower limit for the Jazz! [Customize]
The game continued in the second half. After Sloan's midfielder's remarks, the Jazz players also mentioned some intensity. They played very well in the opening stage, and the points difference was gradually narrowed, and it was soon approaching. 10 points or more, the handicap difference came to single digits.
But the Celtics quickly fought back.
Billups and Curry hit 3 points successively, bringing the score gap to 13 points again.
At this time, Stockton and Malone looked at each other again, and the two of them decided to shoot!
When Billups once again held the ball at the top of the arc, Stockton deliberately sold a flaw, allowing him to easily rush into the inside, and Billups came to the basket all the way, facing Malone's defense. Not afraid at all, he jumped up and wanted to layup.
Contrary to Billups' expectations, Malone did not step forward to block the shot. Instead, he calmly moved half a step to give Billups the space for a layup. At the same time, he raised his hands and made a desperate effort Defensive look.
This unusual move made Billups very strange, but the arrow was on the line, and he was not allowed to hesitate. With a light pick, the basketball passed the defense and entered the net easily!
What Billups didn't notice was that Stockton was right behind him now!
And Stockton's feet have once again aimed at the place where Billups landed!
The small step Malone had just moved was to keep the referee from seeing Stoke-Ton's movements.
At the same time, it is necessary to make the space for Billups to land smaller, and it is more difficult to avoid the pad of Stockton!
"Dry!"
The moment Billups landed, he felt a sharp pain in his ankle!
His feet are not the ground, but an evil foot!
Billups only felt that his whole body was covered in cold sweat in an instant, and the severe pain from his ankle made him lie on the ground, covering his ankle and screaming constantly.
Barkley, the most experienced, immediately knew what was going on. He rushed up with a roar, shoved Stockton away from him, and looked down to see what happened to Billups.
"How is Chauncy? How are you Chauncey?" Barkley asked worriedly about Billups.
"It hurts, I don't know what's going on, it just hurts!" Billups covered his feet, his head was covered in cold sweat from the pain. Judging from his appearance, the situation was probably very bad.
Auerbach on the sidelines, his face was completely deformed by anger at this moment, he did not go to the referee, did not go to Stockton, but directly shook off Bird and rushed to the bench of the Jazz team!
"FUXX! You bloody villain still isn't human! Sloan, what the hell are you?"
Auerbach could see that the behavior of Stockton and Malone was approved by their coaches, so he rushed over immediately to find the culprit.
"You want to win and talk in basketball! He's only 20! He's FUXX's 20! Do you know what the consequences of this injury could be? Do you know you're ruining a damn genius? Did you know that when you are like this, Jesus will slap you in the dog face and send you to a concentration camp full of perverted homosexuals to enjoy life?"
Auerbach was furious and lost all sanity.
He yelled wildly at Sloan, releasing all the anger in his heart.
He doesn't care about being fined, he's been fined for 50 years! He doesn't care about being suspended, Bird can do all the commanding in his place.
He just wanted to see what kind of head coach this maggot-like team has.
Sloan's face was gloomy, and he did not rush to refute, but reached out to stop the bench players who wanted to rush up behind him.
He stood up and looked at Auerbach and said word by word:
"We want to win, I don't care how we use it, we just want to win!
"I FUXX your ancestors for eighteen generations! Unless all the women in your ancestors were prostitutes to support your male ancestors of gays, thieves, and drug addicts! Otherwise, you don't want to win!"9
Auerbach scolded again, if the old man was not in his 80s, no one would doubt that he would rush up to fight Sloan in an elderly version of live-action fighting.
At this time, the referee was behind Auerbach, but they did not dare to make a move.
This is Auerbach, not to mention his status and ability, just because of his age, the referees dare not use force against him.
After Sloan finished saying that, it seemed that he had finished all the words in his heart and no longer answered Auerbach.
He sat back on the chair by himself.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Auerbach snorted coldly.
Without looking at the referee behind him, he turned around and walked back towards his own bench. He also wanted to beat Sloan, but it was a pity that the two of them were not suitable for confrontation other than talking heads.
The team doctor also ran towards Auerbach and said worriedly:
"Not optimistic, not lighter than Willis's, a conservative estimate, at least 2-4 weeks of training!
"I always thought I was the worst coach, damn I just found out today, I've been pure like a child for 50 years! Damn! Damn!
Auerbach kept scolding, he looked at the Jazz bench, full of malice and hatred.
Auerbach wanted to simply leave the court with people to strike to protest the shamelessness of the Jazz.
I also thought about simply rushing over with the players and blasting Sloan's damn dog head.
I even thought about replacing a few drinking fountain players and letting them scrap the Jazz players.
But Auerbach calmed down and decided to ask Lin Long's opinion first!
Then decide what to do.
At Auerbach's age, it's long past the time to be happy and grudge, regardless of the time to fuck a motherfucker first.
・・・・For flowers・・・
He will be impulsive, but he can grasp the consequences of impulsiveness. He will also go to Sloan to confront and curse, but Auerbach will not make a decision easily and ruin the team's entire season.
Calm down, Auerbach watched Billups get on a stretcher again and be carried off the court.
The referees who were idle also gave their penalties.
Stockton's actions were deemed unintentional and only a common foul was called.
Auerbach slammed into the opponent's bench and was sent off the court again, and Barkley was also called a technical foul for pushing down Stockton.
Too bad it was Barkley's seventh technical foul of the playoffs this season!
According to the rules, the next game, Barkley will also be suspended!
In other words, Billups and Barkley, will not be able to play the next game.
The Jazz, will usher in their best chance!
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After the fans at the scene got the news and the referee's decision, they were all mad!
They let out angry boos and curses, and countless cheer sticks, balloons, and even clothes were thrown into the field.
Angry fans used all their words to abuse the referee and Jazz players.
They all feel that the team's season is over.
Even at the beginning of the season or even at the end of the season, Celtics fans did not equate their team with the championship, nor did they feel that the team had the strength to win the championship.
But when they really got here, they got to this point, but they fell into desperation because of this off-court factor, and there is a high probability of missing the championship. This gap and disappointment still made the fans unable to bear the anger and collapse. The few fans had tears in their eyes, and their faces were full of unwillingness and dissatisfaction.
If they can't beat the ball, they'll admit it.
But what is it now?
And again and again, the bottomless negative damage and things other than basketball have killed us.
what is this?
This is the question all fans have to the Jazz.
Just when the fans were furious and vented their anger by throwing garbage at the stadium, a voice suddenly resounded throughout the stadium.
"Hello everyone, I'm Lin Long, please listen to me."
Lin Long's voice suddenly reached everyone's ears through the speaker.
"I'm sorry I took my DJ job, I'm sorry I can't get into the stadium to talk to everyone because of the rules, but every word I say now comes from the bottom of my heart!
Lin Long paused and continued: "I am convinced of one thing until now, we are the best team this year, and we will definitely win this year's championship! Whether it is the Indiana Pacers or the Chicago Bulls, both Nothing can stop us from moving forward, and this thing in front of us can't stop us!" Big.
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