"Shaq, your opponent has appeared!”
O'Neal was doing rehabilitation in the gym. The trainer beside him looked up at the television screen and said with a smile.
"With this newbie? Is he worthy?"
Although he was injured and unable to play, O'Neal still had great confidence.
? He didn't think that he would have an opponent in the Alliance.
He didn't even care about the four great centers at his peak. At that time, he was still young and tender, but he could still play with them.
When he reached the peak and joined the Laker, no one could stop him.
His opponents would only use more people to deal with him. No one could defend against him alone.
He was just a rookie now. How could he be his opponent?
O'Neill was very disdainful.
If Mutombo was just a tough talker, but he cared about Duke from the bottom of his heart, then O'Neal did not care about him at all.
O'Neill had never believed that anyone could defeat him.
On TV, the second half began. The Nets really adjusted their defense. Once Duke fell into deep position, they had a player inside to circle around and defend.
It was either Mutombo, Martin, or even their substitute center forward.
A rookie who had played less than three games had actually received O'Neal's defensive treatment. It had to be said that his existence made his opponents afraid.
However, this defensive change was effective.
Duke couldn't get the ball at one point, and the ball couldn't be passed in. For most of the period, Duke had nothing to do and contributed nothing. He was forced to struggle for position.
The Nets were worthy of being a team in the finals. Their shrewd changes quickly paid off.
It was just that they had placed too much defensive resources on Duke, and the defense on the outside had become a box of holes, full of holes.
Solely defending against Stackhouse, Hughes, Jordan, any one of them would cause a fatal price.
These three players, who were shooting from the inside and outside, bombarded their basket and the defensive formation collapsed.
The difference in points widened instead.
In the second half of the quarter, the Nets had no choice but to readjust. They changed their formation again before the point difference reached a desperate point.
Duke let Mutombo wear him down, and Martin was left to help defend against the others.
Without the double-team and Martin's approach, Duke came back to life.
When Jordan realized that the Nets had changed their formation, the first thing he did was to dribble the ball inside.
Duke took the ball, and before Mutombo could get into position, he suddenly started, took big steps, and quickly swept past his opponent's side. In the blink of an eye, he was at the bottom of the basket.
"Clang!"
The moment he flew into the air, the basket let out a wail.
The Nets 'offense missed, and Duke took the lead in getting the rebound. After quickly snatching the rebound, he passed the ball to his teammates and ran wildly.
Mutombo could not catch up at all. Just outside the three-point line, Duke had already received the pass. He grabbed the ball with one hand and jumped up to slam it into the basket again.
In just half a minute, Duke scored four points.
This was the consequence of freeing Duke.
This was not the end. When his team missed, he showed his excellent sense of rebounding. He could always get into position at the first moment, quickly grab the front court board, and then slam dunk again.
He had already grasped Uncle Mu's hand.
As long as he was in position, it would be difficult for Mutombo to make waves.
Even if they wanted to make a difference, most of them would only be compensated with fouls.
Seeing that Duke was full of energy again, the trainer continued to provoke O'Neal and pretended to be worried.""Look, he's really hard to control, just like you!”
"No wonder the media has been praising him recently. They've been praising him to the heavens and have been clamoring that he's your future opponent.”
"And his talent is indeed not bad. He has produced excellent statistics in three consecutive games. Shaq, you can't let your guard down. If you're not careful, you'll be a big joke if you fail miserably.”
The more serious he sounded, the more annoyed O'Neill became." That's just because he hasn't met the real insider yet!
Just wait, as long as I come back, I will definitely let him experience the taste of being the number one center forward in history!”
The trainer did not speak. On the surface, he agreed with his words, but he was secretly gloating.
That kid is finished!
He's just a rookie. What right does he have to be a match for Shaq?
When the game's beeper sounded, the strong dialogue between the Wizards and the Nets ended in a jaw-dropping manner.
A team in the finals was actually suppressed by the home team and had no resistance at all.
Their shortcomings were shown in blood tonight. They were caught by the geniuses and beaten up.
The Nets, who had come with the confidence to win, had lost 90:105 and left dejectedly.
Duke was very calm as he watched Kee Bugong shake his head and leave with a bitter smile. It was as if winning this match was as simple as eating and drinking.
In the first three games of the new season, the Nets were the first elite team they had encountered, but after taking them down easily, Duke became more and more confident.
I'm fighting the elites!
At this stage, the vast majority of leagues lacked strong interior lines and a vacuum of centers. Duke played like a fish in water.
There was no helping it. His current physical fitness was much stronger than most of the inside players.
Tonight, he made 14 of 19 shots, scored 33 points, grabbed 22 boards, and blocked three shots.
He once again became the pillar of the Wizards guarding the basket, shining throughout the stadium.
Duke himself was even happier. The moment the match ended, a glittering golden card flew into his body from Uncle Mu.
A pleasant victory finally gave him another star card.
Another equipment drop!
At the same time, Coachman Albert's exclamations were heard.
"What a terrifying rookie. He's starting to look like the young Shaq. The Alliance should tremble. The new generation of Shaq has arrived.”
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