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So when the Jazz players come back, he plans to play a pick-and-roll with Gobert.

But for the sake of the Lakers, basically as long as Mitchell picks and rolls, two people chase Mitchell desperately.

It is very difficult for him to pass the ball.

After trying twice in a row, it was the third time that he finally found a chance.

After the pick-and-roll, under the double team of two people, the ball was shoved from the gap to Gobert.

Gobert was on fire at this time.

Seeing this ball fortress come over, he was suddenly refreshed.

As long as he gets the ball, he is facing an unguarded empty basket dunk.

But at this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out like a ghost and slapped the ball.

This hand is neither white nor black.

But it is unique in the alliance, yellow skin!

Bang!

A soft sound.

Although this hand did not catch the ball, it changed the trajectory of the ball.

The basketball flicked on Gobert's wrist and flew over the baseline.

The audience at the scene suddenly exclaimed.

"Oh no—"

The Jazz made a mistake!

The Jazz made a mistake at the most crucial moment.

This made the [-] fans present simply unacceptable.

"SB referee!"

"Damn, Gobert, are you sleepwalking?"

"This damn Oriental, he is a devil!"

scold the referee

scold players

scold your opponent!

And without mercy.

That's the character of Salt Lake City fans.

There are still 18 seconds left.

The score was tied at 121.

The Lakers head coach used his last timeout.

One is to set up offensive tactics.

The second is to give Wang Yi a breath of relief.

At this time, Wang Yi slumped on the bench after he came off the court.

His face was frighteningly pale.

On his face, on his body, beads of perspiration rolled down.

He lowered his head and seemed to be using up the last of his strength with every breath.

A bead of sweat swayed on the tip of his nose.

Reflects the lights in the arena.

pat!

fell to the ground and shattered.

His hair was already wet, but it stood straight.

Like the thorns on a hedgehog.

James and Vogel pressed each other on his shoulders.

"King, how is it?"

James' voice was a little low.

Such a game, even he was moved.

Wang Yi seemed to be out of breath.

After a full half a minute, he replied, "No... no problem..."

Vogel sighed lightly.

Said: "King, the last attack is..."

"Give me the ball!"

Wang Yi, who was already exhausted, suddenly turned his head and looked at the coach when he heard the coach's words.

At this point in the game, he has already taken the lead.

The last time he said this, it was in a negotiating tone.

But this time, there was determination in his tone.

Obviously, he's not Kobe.

With his qualifications and status in the team, it is far from enough to say this.

Obviously, the coach is more rational at this time.

He can better grasp the pulse of the game, and can view the game more rationally than Wang Yi, who is at the top of the game.