PS：!!!!!!!
The score on the scoreboard was Blazers 49-62 Bulls
The head coach, PJ Calessimo, finally could not sit still and was running around anxiously. He saw his boss, Paul Allen, roar.
"Zhang. How are you? Can you go on stage?" Calesimo squatted in front of Zhang Long and pleaded.
Zhang Long's physical strength had recovered by 50%. He pondered for a while and said,""Coach. Call a 100-second long pause.”
"Let me rest for a while. I've used up a lot of energy.”Zhang Long told the truth and picked up the Pepsi he brought. He drank it without a care.
The cameraman's camera lens went straight to Zhang Long. He used the telephoto lens to aim at Zhang Long's face.
At this moment, Zhang Long's face appeared on the LID screen above Rose Garden Arena. And... Pepsi.
Basketball players consumed the most energy.
Especially for NBA players. It was equivalent to running 10 kilometers.
The head coach's eyes lit up. He quickly ran to the technical desk and called a long pause.
After the pause, the small forward, Aaron McGee. Power Forward: The two of them took the initiative to apply for a break.
In particular, it was the case for Cliff Robson. The starting power forward was entangled with Rodman in the paint and couldn't even get a rebound. He was stuck behind Rodman.
He was simply at a disadvantage!
It had to be admitted that the first Bull Dynasty. Without " Hua Da Chong " Rodman, it was impossible to win three consecutive championships.
The manager, PJ Calessimo, was a subordinate. That was because they were stretched thin and could only f * ck the main force.
Point Guard: Zhang Long, Shooting Guard: Rhode. Small forward Harvey Grant. Power Forward: Dudley. Center forward: Old Sabonis.
After the time-out ended, the Blazers finally made a substitution. Sabonis, who had rested for an entire quarter, was brought on to play as the center forward.
Changing offense and defense, the Blazers attacked the ball.
Zhang Long slowly dribbled across the court.
Jordan ran forward again and defended Zhang Long personally.
Zhang Long grabbed the ball with his right hand and raised it above his head. His broad palm was like an octopus."Pick and roll!"
Old Sabonis quickly ran out from under the basket. He crossed his arms and formed a solid wall. It used its broad body to block Grandpa Qiao.
Zhang Long instantly moved and bypassed Saber Sage at lightning speed. They charged into the paint area.
Rodman's expression changed drastically, and he threw himself at Zhang Long. It was as if he had committed a foul and wanted to stop him from shooting.
Zhang Long was very calm. He grabbed the basketball with his right hand and raised it high. He raised his left elbow to protect his hand. Use the merciless hook
A super high arc and a point of attack flew over Rodman's head.
Bang!
Swoosh!
Rodman couldn't change his center of gravity and crashed into Zhang Long.
Zhang Long let out a scream and covered his chest with his right hand. It was time to compete in acting skills.
"The referee wants to cripple me. Hiss!" Zhang Long deliberately showed a crying expression.
The score is valid. The Blazers are 51-62 on the scoreboard.
The referee quickly blew the whistle and ran forward. Facing Rodman, he made a T-sign with both hands.
A technical foul!
The referee believed in Zhang Long, and this was a malicious foul. It was a technical foul!
"The goal is valid! Blazers, number 24, one more penalty!”
Rodman quickly stood up with an incredulous expression.“what？F * ck! What right do you have to give me a technical foul? Are you blind?"
The referee frowned and looked at Rodman, the " thorn." Without hesitation, he gave her another T.
"Bulls 91, questioning the referee. Second time, technical foul!"
"Two technical fouls, expelled!”
The referee wouldn't spoil you, especially Rodman. They were notorious in the Alliance.
Jordan quickly ran forward and tried to press on the referee.""Heh. Crawford. You can't do this. If you do this, we might lose.”
"Michael. You guys are still in the lead. The bald referee raised his head and looked at Jordan. She asked him back.
Rodman was selected to the NBA All-Star twice, the All-NBA Third Team twice, the NBA Defensive Player of the Year twice, and the All-NBA First Team seven times.
He was the most important core player of the Bulls.
Jordan's expression was ugly. He felt that this was definitely a home whistle!
As the face of the Alliance, he was actually targeted by the referee?
Damn David Stern!
Zhang Long lay on the floor for a full 30 seconds. Only then did he slowly get up.
Since it was an act, he had to do the whole thing!
Zhang Long came to the free-throw line and took the basketball from the referee. Grabbing the ball with his right hand, he raised it high above his head and used the Ruthless Sky Hook.
He used the Heartless Sky Hook, the unique skill of the historical scoring champion. Make free throws to ensure that Zhang Long's free throw hit rate is as high as 90%.
The basketball went into the net.
Swoosh!
The score is valid. The Blazers are 52-62 on the scoreboard.
Paul Allen sat in the audience and watched Zhang Long get 2 1 easily as soon as he got on the field.
"That's great! Zhang! I love you so much!" Paul Allen stood up excitedly and clenched his fists.
At this moment, the ESPM television network's camera was aimed at Paul Allen.
On the ESPM television network, ace commentator Michael Breen said,""Hey, look. Paul Elmore is happy."
Mark Jackson: " As expected of the NBA. Twenty-nine teams. The richest tycoon boss."
The special guest, Bill Warton, said in a sour tone,""Zhang, his luck is really good. In our era, we didn't even dare to expect an annual salary of ten million dollars.”
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The Bulls attacked the ball, and Jordan controlled it himself. He charged towards the front field with anger and continuously changed directions, trying to intercept Old Saber!
Sabonis was usually not afraid and jumped up. He stretched out his arm, wanting to block the ball.
At this moment, Zhang Long's speed was extremely fast. He charged out from the left and jumped up with both knees. He stretched his body to the extreme, like a goshawk that covered the sky, and used the hotpot.
Pa!
Zhang Long hit the orange basketball firmly and cleanly!
Two against one!
Zhang Long and Sabonis worked together to guard the basket. He forcefully swatted the basketball away from Michael Jordan's hand.
On the ESPM television network, ace commentator Michael Breen. "Wow!!" Jordan was blocked head-on!”
The three of them landed almost at the same time, and Jordan came back to his senses. She bent down angrily and wanted to pick up the basketball.
Zhang Long reacted quickly and flew to save him. He bumped into Jordan and snatched the basketball.
Then, Zhang Long quickly stood up. He directly threw the basketball to the front court!
The small forward, Harvey Grant, had a one-quarter break. He was full of energy and ran.
In the end, he caught the basketball by the sidelines.
At this moment, Jordan and Zhang Long. They had already run back, and both sides had entered a positional battle.
Zhang Long had a wide field of vision and ran over immediately. He received the basketball hand in hand.
Jordan followed closely behind like a sticky candy. He used his strong body to fight against Zhang Long.
Zhang Long held the basketball with both hands and slammed it against his back!
Jordan's expression changed as he was knocked away by half a body.
Zhang Long nimbly turned to the left. Zhang Long rushed to the basket. With a kick of his knees, he suddenly jumped up like an eagle spreading its wings.
Luke Langley, the center of the Bulls. A merciless strike!
Luke Langley was caught off guard and once again became a tragic background!
Zhang Long hung his hands on the basket for three seconds. Only then did he land safely.
Rose Garden Arena, 20630 fans. He instantly fell into a boiling ocean!
Most of the home fans stood up and shouted,"Beautifully done! That's how tough it is!"
"Zhang! The buckle was beautiful! I want to give birth to monkeys for you."
"Zhang! If we win, we can lead the Bulls 3- 0!”
A total of 650 televisions were set up in the Rose Garden Arena to make it convenient for the fans to keep track of the progress of the game.
A set of special sound control equipment was hung on the top of the arena. During the game, the equipment could reflect the noise made by the audience back into the arena to create a more lively atmosphere.
The score is valid. The Blazers are 54-62 on the scoreboard.
The Bulls had the ball.
Jordan finally calmed down and called Luke Langley for a pick-and-roll. Then, he used his right side to break through.
Stop! A fadeaway jump shot!
Swoosh!
Jordan's fadeaway jump shot was still unsolvable!
The score is valid. The Blazers are 54-64 on the scoreboard.
The match between the two sides fell into an anxious state. The score began to rise!
In the last 20 seconds of the fourth quarter, the score on the scoreboard was 70-72 for the Blazers and the Bulls.
Zhang Long personally defended against Jordan, even at the expense of his physical strength. Full court press.
He received the ball from Jordan and dribbled it across the court. Zhang Long was like a sticky candy, directly going up to his body to resist.
Jordan's stamina was being consumed at a rapid rate, and he was panting heavily. He was distracted for a moment.
A pair of ghostly long arms suddenly appeared. The orange basketball flew away.
Zhang Long's eyes were bloodshot. He rushed forward recklessly and slapped the basketball on the floor.
"F * ck!" Jordan came back to his senses and turned pale with fright. He hurriedly chased after her.
Zhang Long rushed to the front court and chose the safest way to score-a two-handed slam dunk!
Boom!
Zhang Long tightened his grip on the basket and scored two points.
The score is valid. The Blazers are 72-72 on the scoreboard.
At the critical moment, it was still up to Zhang Long!
The crucial two points tied with the Bulls!
The head coach of the Bulls, Jackson, had a solemn expression. Without hesitation, he called the last pause.
"Michael, I'll leave the final attack to you. Do you shoot two or three? It's up to you to decide." Zen Master Jackson still trusted Jordan the most.
"Don't worry, Phil.”
"As long as we can get into overtime, I have a way. Win this match."
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