NBA backer king

Chapter 186 We are the champions!
The Bulls attacked, Jordan hit a goal, and the point difference reached another three points.

In the next few rounds, Wang Tiejun did not attack, and others would fight. He had to take a rest and recover his blood before talking.

However, he still has feints, frequently trying to get into the basket, so that the Bulls dare not let him go, thus gaining space for his teammates.

In this way, in the 11th minute of the last quarter, with the last 98 seconds left, at 99:96, the Suns bit the score.

The Suns attacked and called a timeout.

"Old K, how are you doing?"

At the last moment, Westphal's voice trembled a little.

"You can hit."

Wang Tiejun nodded emphatically. At the last moment, he had to fight if he couldn't. At this moment, he had to stand on the field even if his leg was broken.

"Michael Jordan has scored 53 points and scored 10 points in the final quarter. He tied Jerry West's record of 69 in a single game in the Finals in 53." Bill Walton said at this time.

John Hanks said: "The second in history is Rick Barry's 55 points, created in 67, and the first is Elgin Baylor's 61 points, created in 62 years. I believe Jordan will break Rick Barry's record tonight."

"There's no doubt about it, he's gone crazy." Bill Wharton laughed.

The timeout ends, the game begins, and the Suns attack.

Just now the Suns arranged a three-pointer tactic, which is to let Wang Tiejun enter the basket first, compress the Bulls' defense, and let the outside shot. If he misses, he and Barkley will try to grab the offensive rebound and play a second offense.

Rebounding is an important reason why the Suns can still hold the score even though they are at a disadvantage today.

"brush!"

At the critical moment, when Pippen double-teamed Wang Tiejun in the low post on the left wing, Danny Ainge received Wang Tiejun's pass and hit a three-pointer from the left bottom corner to help the team tie the score.

"yeah!"

At the moment when the water splashed, when the crisp sound of brushing the basket sounded, the audience burst into cheers.

"Great! Tie Jun sent out the fourth assist in this quarter and the eighth assist in this game. He is the assist leader of the Suns tonight." Zhang Lili said excitedly.

"Come on Sun Team, come on Tiejun!" Sun Zhenping yelled.

"The Bulls wantonly double-teamed the low post tonight. Old K's passing ability has always been good. This ability should not be ignored." Bill Walton said.

"It's not that the Bulls are willing to ignore it, but they have no choice but to not double-team the old K. Perdo is a marginal man. How can he defend the old K alone?" John Hanks laughed.

The Bulls attacked, Jordan made a shot, and was double-teamed by Barkley, but he still relied on his extremely strong personal ability to use a turnaround jumper and hit a mid-range shot to overtake the score again.

"Congratulations Michael, you are now the second in a single game in the Finals, tied for second with Rick Barry." Bill Walton laughed.

101:99, the Suns attack, with 68 seconds left.

Kevin Johnson pushed the ball into the frontcourt. He just made a tactical gesture. At this moment, Jordan suddenly rushed up and stabbed his ball away.

"Damn!"

Coach Westphal jumped up anxiously.

Kevin Johnson hurriedly turned around and chased, but it was too late. Jordan squeezed him away with a larger tonnage, grabbed the ball, and rushed into the frontcourt.

"brush!"

As the ball went through the hoop, the Meixi Arena, which was crazy just now, suddenly became much quieter, only the crazy cheers of [-] away fans remained.

103:99, the Suns trailed by 4 points.

"This is bad. At the critical moment, Jordan suddenly strengthened his defense and caught Kevin Johnson by surprise." Zhang Li shook his head and sighed.

Kevin Johnson pushed forward again, keeping his left elbow in front, dribbling sideways to avoid being intercepted by Jordan.

After reaching the top of the arc, he made a pull gesture.

At this time, in the low position on the left wing, Wang Tiejun suddenly turned around and slipped to the bottom. At the same time, when he rushed into the paint area, he blocked Perdo with his right hand.

"..."

Kevin Johnson, who was constantly moving at the top of the arc, had sharp eyes, and immediately made a bad luck + change of direction. After avoiding Jordan in front of him, he passed the ball in.

"boom!"

Wang Tiejun grabbed the ball with one hand, pressed forward, and smashed the ball into the basket.

"Yes, 103:101, only two points away." Zhang Lili shouted excitedly.

"52 seconds, only 52 seconds left, is there still time?" Sun Zhenping asked anxiously.

"There should be a chance." Zhang Li said.

The Bulls attack, Pippen holds the ball on the left wing, the point guard BJ is at the top of the arc, and Perdo is in the low post on the left wing, which is also a triangle.

But this triangle is false at first glance. Perdo has no offensive strength at all. He can only score at the basket.

"Either Pippen takes the second shot and I'm going to grab the rebound, or it's Jordan on the weak side and I'm going to guard Pippen's cross pass."

Wang Tiejun thought so calmly, and at the same time quietly moved up a small half step.

Bill Walton said: "The Bulls are not in a hurry to attack. They have the lead and are pressing time."

Sure enough, Pippen didn't start until the 18th second. He singled Danny Ainge, and then turned around and broke through.

At this time, Jordan has used two consecutive reverse runs, dropped Dan Marley, and quickly cut into the paint area. He saw Pippen's pass and grabbed the incoming basketball with one hand with his left hand.

As long as he can receive the ball, because the old K is blocking Pippen two steps from the left front of the basket, and there is only Barkley who has just returned to the defense under the basket, he is 100% sure that he can score this goal.

"what?"

But at this moment, his eyes shrank, because a giant suddenly broke in in his sight.

"It's a pass!"

Although Wang Tiejun was defending Pippen on the strong side, he had already noticed Jordan's back cut on the weak side. He immediately judged that Pippen would pass the ball, so he predicted in advance and made a timely response.

His defense is not good because his body can't keep up, not because his brain and nerve reaction speed are not good.

At the moment when Pippen pushed the ball to Jordan, before the ball was released, his long left arm stretched forward...

"Snapped"

The ball broke.

"Damn!"

When Jordan and Pippen saw each other, they swear at the same time. The first reaction of the two was to turn around and run desperately towards the backcourt.

"here."

At the same time, Lightning Kevin Johnson at the top of the arc had already turned around, and while sprinting forward, he opened his hand and asked for the ball from Wang Tiejun.

"Whoosh!"

The ball flew almost in a straight line.

"Snapped!"

Kevin Johnson caught the ball with both hands, pushed forward, and ran towards the basket at a faster speed.

One step behind him, Bulls point guard BJ desperately chased after him, but his athletic talent was not as good as his, and he couldn't catch up with Lightning with the ball even if he ran empty.

Although Pippen and Jordan tried their best to catch up, their starting positions were too deep to catch up at all.

"brush!"

Kevin Johnson made another layup.

"103 draws, Wang Tiejun sent a steal and an assist at a critical moment, the Suns caught up with the score, they caught up with the score." Zhang rationally roared excitedly.

"It's great, Wang Tiejun can really explode on the defensive end at a critical moment!" Sun Zhenping laughed excitedly.

Zhang Lili said with a smile: "Defensive attitude is very important. Tiejun is mainly attacking. The defense is indeed poor, but as long as he is willing to defend with all his strength, his defensive strength will definitely be improved. With luck, it is normal to explode once in a while."

The Bulls called a timeout again, their last timeout.

At this time, there are still 26.2 seconds left in the time.

Phil Jackson arranged the last attack and gave it to Jordan.

"The Bulls should wait until the end to make a shot. If they can't score, they will go into overtime. Then the Suns will only have about three seconds to attack. Now the Suns still have a timeout, which is very important." Zhang rationally analyzed.

"Director Zhang, it should be Jordan who made the move, right?" Sun Zhenping asked.

"It's probably him, but Phil Jackson is very experienced. He might have a combination of fiction and reality. He did this last time, but Grant was capped by the Iron Army." Zhang Lili laughed.

At this point the timeout ends and the Bulls attack.

Sure enough, he was pressing the rhythm. After BJ advanced to the frontcourt, he handed the ball to Jordan. Jordan wandered around outside the three-point line. After entering the 20th second, he suddenly launched an attack on the right wing.

First, he swayed from side to side, and after shaking Dan Marley's center of gravity, he rushed over with one step, and then made a sudden stop to shoot a jumper.

When the orange basketball flew to the basket, the eyes of countless people in the court, the entire Phoenix, and the world were all staring at it.

"brush!"

The moment the water splashed, there was the crisp sound of washing baskets and the cheers of [-] away fans.

"Ugh!"

All those who supported the Suns sighed at this time.

"Fuck them!"

After succeeding, Jordan couldn't be more excited, clenched his fists and shouted at his teammates, showing indescribable firmness and murderous intent on his almost crazy face.

"Congratulations Michael, you have scored 56 points, dominating the second place in the history of scoring in a single game in the Finals." Bill Walton laughed.

"Oh, I still can't beat him!"

Looking at the miraculous Michael Jordan, Barkley sighed in his heart.

There are only 2.7 seconds left, how to fight?

"Don't give up, we still have time."

Wang Tiejun refused to admit defeat, and shouted loudly: "There is still hope for persistence, and giving up is admitting defeat."

"Yes, we still have time." Kevin Johnson shouted.

At this time, the ball was served and the last timeout was called.

"105:103, Jordan scored 56 points alone, too strong!" Zhang Lili sighed.

"This No. 23 is so strong!"

"Why is this American named Jordan so powerful? Even stronger than Wang Tiejun."

At this moment, in the country, countless people watching this game have such thoughts.

"Who is the last attack?"

In front of the bench, a confused Paul Westphal forced himself to calm down. He said to the crowd: "I want two points, I want to go to overtime, and the last attack..."

He looked at Barkley, but then turned to look at Wang Tiejun. Only these two were the most suitable, but he couldn't make up his mind.

The timeout ends and the game begins.

At this time, the atmosphere was tense to the point of freezing. Many fans were sweating profusely, but their bodies were trembling, as if they were shivering.

On the left line of the frontcourt, 208 cm Tom Chambers is ready to serve.

He was deliberately replaced to serve. The others were too short and were afraid of making mistakes in the serve. He took Danny Ainge's position and played small forward.

Wang Tiejun is in the low position on the left wing, behind him is Perdo, who is against him.

At the most critical moment, Perdo even used up all his strength to breastfeed.

Others run around looking for opportunities to catch the ball.

Pippen followed Barkley, Jordan followed Dan Marley, BJ followed Kevin Johnson, chasing after each other, the scene was very chaotic.

At this time, the referee blew his whistle to indicate that it was time to serve.

Tom Chambers holds the ball with both hands, moves in small steps to the right, and makes continuous passing movements, making Grant in front of him waving his hands non-stop.

But he suddenly moved a step to the left, threw both hands, and the ball flew to Wang Tiejun.

"Snapped!"

The ball fell into Wang Tiejun's big hand.

At this moment, start counting.

"Di!"

The referee's whistle blew, and it turned out that Perdo had committed a foul.

"Special."

Wang Tiejun cursed, dropped the ball and walked to the free throw line.

"It's over, it's really over now!" Zhang Lili sighed.

Sun Zhenping also said with a frustrated face: "I hope Tie Jun can make both free throws."

"Tie Jun, don't be under pressure. As a rookie, you can do this in your rookie season, which is already very strong."

Zhang Lili shouted loudly, as if Wang Tiejun could hear him.

Standing on the free throw line, Wang Tiejun took a deep breath, shook his arms, caught the ball thrown by the referee, and began to dribble.

After six dribbles, take another deep breath, aim the basket, and shoot.

"brush!"

The ball went into the basket hollow and the first free throw was made.

"105:104, one point short, we have to make a penalty!" Zhang Lili shouted loudly.

All the people on the Suns team were extremely nervous at this moment.

"Old K, you did a good job."

On the field, Barkley and the others hurried over to give high fives to congratulate.

On the sidelines, Phil Jackson stared at Wang Tiejun. He formulated a foul tactic. If the Suns handed over the final attack to Old K, he must foul in time.

"According to the probability, the second penalty should not be hit. Prepare to grab a rebound." Pippen shouted loudly at this time, trying to interfere with Wang Tiejun's rhythm.

"Oh! Probability? I'm an illiterate man. I don't know the probability. I just want to make this ball." Old Wang sternly shouted.

"Old K, ignore him." Buckley quickly comforted him.

At this time, the referee threw the ball over. Wang Tiejun caught the ball and suddenly blinked at Barkley.

Barkley was taken aback. He was also a very smart person. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, thinking of what Old K did when he made a free throw in the G4 game.

At this time, Wang Tiejun leaned over, ready to dribble.

His habit has long been studied by others. He dribbled the ball six times before free throws, so he was waiting for him to dribble at this time. Although Grant and Pippen were prepared, their bodies did not fully enter the reaction state.

Only one person, Barkley, had entered a state of reaction, just like a [-]-meter athlete preparing to start the moment, just waiting to exert force.

Bang, Wang Tiejun dribbled once, when everyone thought he would continue to dribble, he suddenly stood up straight and threw the ball in his hand into the basket.

"what?"

"It's over!"

Pippen and others were surprised when they saw it.

"careful!"

Jordan in the midline position shouted.

"boom!"

The ball hit the front of the basket and bounced.

"mine!"

At this time, Barkley rushed up like a cheetah, caught the ball in the air, landed again, and slammed the ball with both hands into the basket crazily.

"boom!"

At the same time as the sound of smashing the basket, the Meixi Arena instantly boiled.

"yeah!"

The Suns fans went crazy, from the field to the entire Phoenix, to Arizona, and finally to the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

"Ugh!"

At the same time, there are countless Bulls fans, countless Jordan fans, lamenting.

"Damn it!"

At this moment, Jordan's eyes were about to burst, his fists were about to bleed, the blood in his chest churned endlessly, and he had the urge to vomit blood.

105:106, the Bulls trailed by one point, and he was killed by Barkley, who had been unable to turn over under him?
He looked at the screen, and there was only 0.5 seconds left, but the Bulls did not pause, his heart fell to the bottom of the valley, and his eyes became hot.

The dynasty, the three consecutive championships, the moment, is far away from him at this moment.

"what!"

He roared extremely unwillingly, and waved his fists empty-handedly, his steadfast mentality also collapsed a little at this moment.

"Give me another minute, no, ten seconds, I only need ten seconds!"

Involuntarily, perhaps without his knowing it, he had shed tears.

"Ow ooh..."

Barkley was already crazy, he jumped on Wang Tiejun like an animal, and wanted to gnaw Lao Wang with his mouth, but Lao Wang pushed him away in disgust.

"Going down, I'm exhausted. Is I a mount?" Old Wang said with a look of disgust.

"Hahaha……"

Barkley hugged Lao Wang tightly, and laughed wildly, but the hot tears rolled down his eyes. After laughing for a while, he suddenly choked up, and finally burst into tears.

"You bastard, you're overjoyed and saddened, aren't you going crazy?"

Comrade Wang cursed at this time, but he wanted to find a helper to take over the burden of Barkley, but found that he couldn't find it. Kevin Johnson and the others were also going crazy.

"A mere championship, is it that important?"

At this time, he found himself underestimating the influence of the championship and its significance to Barkley and the others.

"Di Di..."

Just when the Suns were going crazy, the referee blew his whistle continuously and shouted: "The game is not over yet, if you don't prepare, you will be called a technical offender."

"Sir, they are deliberately delaying the game..." Pippen, who was at a loss when he heard the words, immediately climbed up and complained to the referee.

The referee didn't even look at Pippen. If he dared to call the Suns a technical offender at this time and let the Bulls get a chance to get a free throw, then this finals would become a joke.

The game restarted, and the Bulls served from the bottom line.

Jordan ran wildly near the center line. Dan Marley and Kevin Johnson were chasing him. At this time, the ball was passed and he got it. He jumped up and threw himself in the air at the first time, and then threw the ball into the basket 15 meters away.

"Di!"

That's when the timer went off, and the moment he shot, the lights on the rim came on.

"Bang! Bang!"

The ball hits the backboard, bounces, hits the rim, and pops out of the rim.

"yeah!"

The audience is boiling, real boiling.

"Oh!"

On the ceiling, there was a loud bang, and countless pieces of colored ribbons fell down, turning the entire Meixi Arena into a colorful world.

"Oh, congratulations to the Suns, 105:106, we are the champions!"

"Oh ho ho ho ho ho, we are the champions! We are the champions..."

With the crazy roar of the two on-site commentators, Queen's "We Are the Champions" sounded, resounding throughout the American West Arena.

"Brother, we won, we won, I finally won that bastard Michael!"

Barkley was really crazy now, he actually rushed to Jordan, picked him up, and ran around in the crowd excitedly.

"Put me down, you stupid pig! You bastard...You pig, without old K, you will never win me, put me down quickly..."

Seeing Barkley's big ass wriggling in front of his eyes, Jordan was so annoyed that he couldn't help yelling.

"Crack, click..." Countless media cameras flickered after the two of them.

"He's really mad, poor Charles! Ha ha ha..."

Under the influence of his teammates and fans, Wang Tiejun also fell into the atmosphere of frenzied celebration, dodged a few fat girls, and deliberately found a few slender beauties to hug several times.

"Maureen, haha, dear, congratulate me, I am the champion, haha..."

Barkley, who was crazy enough, finally calmed down for a while, and finally remembered his wife, and quickly dropped Jordan, who was in a panic, and ran to the sidelines.

"asshole!"

Jordan, who was thrown on the floor, couldn't get up for a while. He fought all night, and he was really strong if he didn't have cramps.

"Crack clap..."

Several reporters rushed to his side and kept pressing the shutter at him.

"Can you go away?" he growled angrily.

"Michael, can you tell me how you feel at this moment?"

A reporter, not afraid of the king's roar, actually asked a question that made Jordan very angry.

Glaring at the reporter fiercely, Jordan recovered his breath and turned over to get up.

"Hey Mr. Jordan, do you need comfort?"

At this time, a disgusting voice sounded above his head, and he turned around to see, sure enough, this damn country bumpkin came to show off in front of him.

"Boy, as of today, I have two championships, two FMVPs, three MVPs, one AMVP, seven scoring champions, three steals champions, one DPOY, five best defensive first teams, seven best first teams, and soon I will get a double first team, a lot of hard honors, I got them all as the core of the team, and what do you have? Are you the core of the team? Do you have the right to laugh at me?" He gritted his teeth and said coldly.

Old Wang was stunned, it seemed that he was hit, I just won a championship, and I was just an ordinary main force, this guy was already full of glory.

Looking at Jordan walking towards the players' tunnel, he murmured, "It's a pity that this guy is not an insider, or he will be killed."

On the sidelines, Jerry West and Magic Johnson looked at each other and shrugged. Their guesses were all wrong, and it wasn't their favorite Jordan and the Bulls to win.

On the other hand, the smile on the smiling assassin's face became even wider, and he saw the result he expected to see.

"Congratulations, Jerry."

Among the VIPs, the Bulls and Jordan failed to complete the dynasty. David Stern felt a little regretful, but there is no doubt that this was a wonderful finals. The ratings had broken the historical record. The Suns won the championship because of their strength. Without the violence and malicious fouls he hated, he sent sincere congratulations.

"Thank you, thank you so much!"

Colangelo was already trembling with joy, years of hard work finally paid off.

This championship is not only the first championship for the Suns, but also the first professional sports championship for the entire Phoenix. He is so excited.

The Bulls owner next to him, Jerry Reinsdorf, was so bitter that he even forgot to say congratulations.

The Bulls won three consecutive championships, that is a dynasty, then the market value of the entire team will definitely skyrocket, and now they lose, the Bulls can be said to be in great trouble.

Most importantly, will Jordan stay with the Bulls?Will the Bulls go straight to rebuilding?His mind was in turmoil.

In the ABC live broadcast, Bill Walton said with regret: "Jordan scored 56 points in a single game, which is the second in the history of scoring in a single game in the Finals.

In addition, in the six finals, he averaged 43.5 points, 7.7 rebounds and 6.2 assists per game, and his shooting percentage was as high as 54%. His performance was unparalleled and made history again.

It's a pity that he met a stronger Suns team. He didn't lose because of his personal ability, but because of the lineup. "

John Hanks also shook his head and said: "It's a pity that the dynasty collapsed before it was established! But Michael Jordan is still the most powerful player in this league, there is no doubt about it."

Bill Walton said with a smile: "Congratulations to Barkley, he averaged 28.5 points and 14 rebounds per game. The possibility of winning the first FMVP of his career is the greatest."

John Hanks said with a smile: "The second best performance of the Suns is old K. He made 16 of 14 shots in this game, and his shooting percentage reached a terrifying 87.5%. Well, I want to criticize the Bulls' management again. Your internal construction is really poor. You actually let a rookie play such a terrifying efficiency.

另外，老K还有8罚5中，拿到了33分15篮板9助攻3抢断2盖帽2失误4犯规的准三双数据。”

Bill Walton went on to say: "He made 6 of 6 shots in the final quarter, and sent 2 steals and 5 assists. He once again played a terrifying superstar performance in the final quarter. His performance tonight is also unparalleled, not even inferior to Jordan and Barkley, who scored 37 points.

In addition, after the six finals, he averaged 24.8 points and 12 rebounds per game, second only to Barkley. "

"But speaking of this, let's discuss, who has the best chance to win the FMVP?" John Hanks said with a smile.

Bill Walton said with a smile: "The data speaks for itself, and Barkley has a better chance. But, John, maybe there will be a second Jerry West this time?"

"what?"

John Hanks was taken aback.

But when he thought about Jordan's statistics, he averaged 43.5 points, 7.7 rebounds and 6.2 assists per game.

In the CCTV live broadcast seat, Zhang Lili shouted excitedly: "Congratulations to the Suns, congratulations to Wang Tiejun, winning the NBA championship in his rookie season, and being the main force, this is not easy."

"Director Zhang, next is the awarding of the cup and the ring?" Sun Zhenping asked excitedly.

"Oh no, the ring was only issued in the new season, and it hasn't been made yet. The player's name should be on it, and it can't be done in advance. In addition, the FMVP of the finals must be selected first." Zhang Lili said quickly.

"That guide, do you think Tie Jun has a chance to win the FMVP?" Sun Zhenping asked hastily.

Zhang Lili pondered for a while, then shook his head and said: "It's still difficult, after all, Barkley's data is better. Moreover, the selection was selected by reporters, and Barkley is one of them. Tiejun is Chinese, and the data is even worse, so the chances are even smaller."

"That's a pity!" Sun Zhenping sighed.

(End of this chapter)