On the sidelines.
Phil Jackson summoned several Bulls players.
He was setting up the strategy for the last shot.
Without a doubt.
The power to make a fatal shot belonged to the basketball god, Jordan!
This kind of last-minute goal was usually handed over to the star player in charge.
Even if the star player didn't have good aim.
As the leader and core of the team, this was what he did.
Moreover, the Bulls 'boss was Jordan.
Even if the best stars in NBA history were to be gathered on the same team.
The final shot was still left to the old hooligan.
"Zhou Yan, you will enter the stage later. Stand at the top of the arc and open up the defense.”
The Zen Master's gaze suddenly enveloped Zhou Yan.
"Let me go on stage?"
Zhou Yan was a little flattered.
He sat on the bench for six games in the finals.
He had just awakened the system and fused his talents and skills.
If he could hit the killing shot at the most critical stage, this ring would not be wasted.
According to Zhou Yan's memories.
In his previous life, Jordan was surrounded by the Knights in the final stages of the game.
He passed the ball to Steve Cole, who completed the fatal blow.
After that, Cole repeatedly used this matter to show off.
Moreover, because of this fatal blow, Cole had gotten a big contract, bought a luxury car and a mansion, and walked to the peak of his life!
One ball was worth ten thousand gold!
Since Jordan wanted to pass the ball.
Why couldn't he be the one to hit the fatal blow, personally end the Knight, and crush Salt Lake City?
Zhou Yan had just fused with the Golden Heart, and the key point was that he was one of the strongest!
The Zen Master sent Zhou Yan on stage.
It was because Zhou Yan was tall and had stable shooting skills. He could slightly attract the defense and relieve the pressure on Jordan.
If he had no other choice, Zhou Yan could catch the ball and throw it himself.
Other than Jordan and Cole, no one in the Bulls had a more stable mid-range shot than Zhou Yan.
Over at the Knight's side, manager Jerry Sloan was also laying out a defensive strategy.
It was actually very simple.
That was to use three people to surround Jordan and lock him down.
The other two players blocked the basket, not giving the Bulls an easy chance to score in the penalty area.
In this way, there were only two ways for the Bulls to complete the kill.
Or, Jordan would shoot the three of them in the face, cut their throats with a sword, and become a god in Salt Lake City!
Or, Jordan would pass the ball to his teammates who were open outside and let them end the game.
"Come on, guys! Defend the ball and get the rebound. The initiative is ours. Get into the tiebreaker and reverse the Bulls!"
Jerry Sloan gave his teammates a high five, cheering them on.
The referee blew the whistle.
The players from both sides entered the stadium and prepared for the final battle of life and death!
With this shot, the Bulls had a high chance of securing the championship.
Once they lost, they would enter the tiebreaker, and their lives would be uncertain.
This was the goal that would decide the championship.
It was not an exaggeration to say that it was worth ten thousand gold.
"This is an exciting moment. Let's see if the great Jordan can win two consecutive championships after his comeback and charge into the next Bulls dynasty!”
"That's right! Michael Jordan made a fatal shot, hit the target, won the championship, and became a god! It was a perfect script.”
The two shoutcasters spat at each other passionately, swallowing each other's saliva.
The whole world was waiting for Jordan to hit the final shot.
Except for Salt Lake City!
It couldn't be helped. Jordan's influence was too terrifying.
A few years ago, when Jordan announced his retirement, the NBA's viewership ratings fell to a freezing point.
The NBA itself was at the bottom of the four major leagues in America.
If they lost Jordan, their global market would be halved.
What was the point of playing then!
Therefore, after Jordan's return, the Bulls 'boss directly offered an epic contract worth 30 million dollars.
This was basically the same as the salary cap of the Alliance at that time.
The entire league had reached an agreement to allow Jordan's salary not to be counted in the Bulls 'salary cap.
Otherwise, Bull Boss wouldn't be able to afford the luxury tax even if he sold his blood, kidneys, and body.
The entire league would give Jordan the green light.
It was enough to show how terrifying the influence of the old hooligan was!
He had single-handedly saved the Alliance and fed the whole of Nick!
However, Salt Lake City, which was known as the home ground of death, would never agree!
The Knights fought six games against the Bulls.
Basically, they were fighting every game, and they were dribbling the ball.
Who would allow Jordan to step on their heads to win the championship?
The lineup of the players on both sides. John Stockton, Jeff Hornacek, Brian Russell, Karl Malone, Gregg Ostertag.
On the Bulls 'side: Zhou Yan, Steve Cole, Michael Jordan, Scotty Pippen, Dennis Rodman.
Pippen stood on the sidelines, ready to serve.
Pippen was tall enough, had good vision, and good hand skills, so he could ensure that the ball was accurately passed to Jordan.
It was a match that would decide the fate of the two teams.
It officially started!
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