Chapter 186 We are the champions!

  The Bulls attacked, Jordan hit a ball, and the difference was three points.

   In the next few rounds, Wang Tiejun did not attack, and others would fight. He had to take a break and return to his blood.

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

   In this way, it was the 11th minute of the last quarter, with the last 98 seconds left, 99:96, and the Suns grabbed the score.

  The Suns attacked and called a timeout.

   "Old K, how are you?"

   At the last moment, Westphal's voice trembled.

   "You can fight."

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

   "Michael Jordan has scored 53 points and has scored 10 points in the final quarter. He tied Jerry West's record of 53 in a single game in 1969." Bill Walton said at this time.

  John Hanks said: "The second in history is Rick Barry's 55 points, created in 67 years, 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 that, he's been mad." Bill Walton laughed.

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

   Just now, the Suns arranged a three-pointer tactic, that is, let Wang Tiejun enter the basket first, after compressing the Bulls' defense, let the outside shot, if not hit, 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 bite the score when 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 ball and hit a three-pointer from the bottom left corner to help the team level the score.

"yeah!"

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

   "Fantastic! Tie Jun gave his fourth assist in this quarter and his eighth assist in this game. He is the assist king of the Suns tonight." Zhang Lili said excitedly.

   "Come on for the Suns, come on for the Iron Army!" Sun Zhenping shouted.

   "The bad result of the Bulls wantonly double-teaming the low post tonight appeared. Old K's passing ability has always been good, and this ability should not be ignored." Bill Walton said.

   "It's not that the Bulls are willing to ignore it, it's that there is no way. If you don't double-team the old K, and Perel is a marginal person, how can he defend against 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 powerful personal ability to turn a jumper and hit a mid-range shot, again exceeding the score.

   "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, Sun attacked, 68 seconds left.

  Kevin Johnson took the ball to the frontcourt, he just made a tactical gesture, at this moment, Jordan suddenly grabbed and stabbed his ball away.

   "Damn!"

   Coach Westphal jumped up anxiously.

  Kevin Johnson hurriedly turned around and chased, but it was too late. Jordan used the larger tonnage to squeeze him away, grabbed the ball, and took advantage of the trend to get into the frontcourt.

"brush!"

  As the ball went down through the basket, the Westside Arena, which was crazy just now, suddenly became much quieter, leaving only the frenzied cheers of the 2,000 away fans.

  103:99, the Suns trailed by 4 points.

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

  Kevin Johnson again advanced to the frontcourt, his left elbow was always in front, and he dribbled the ball sideways to avoid being stolen by Jordan.

After    reached 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 and slipped. 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 back move + change direction, avoiding the front Jordan, and 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 exclaimed excitedly.

   "52 seconds, only 52 seconds left, is it too late?" Sun Zhenping said anxiously.

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

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

But this triangle looks empty at first glance. Perdo has no offensive strength at all. He only has some scoring ability under the basket. It is useless in the low post on the two wings. path of.

   "Either Pippen shoots and I'm going to grab the rebound, or Jordan on the weak side and I'm going to guard Pippen's cross."

  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, it was not until the 18th second that Pippen started to start, singled Danny Ainge, and then turned to break through, but when he burst into the paint area and was about to face Wang Tiejun, he suddenly shoved the ball to the opposite side.

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

   As long as he can catch the ball, because Old K is blocking Pippen two steps on the left front of the basket, and only Barkley, who has just returned to defense, is in the basket. He is 100% sure that he can score this goal.

"what?"

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

   "It's a pass!"

   Although Wang Tiejun was defending Pippen on the strong side, he had noticed Jordan's backcut on the weak side. He immediately determined 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 nerves are not able to respond quickly.

  Pippen's long left arm stretched forward when Pippen's ball was just pushed towards Jordan before the ball could be released...

"Snapped"

  The ball is broken.

   "Damn!"

When   Jordan and Pippen saw it, they swears at the same time. The first reaction of the two is to turn around and run to the backcourt.

"here."

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

   "Whoosh!"

  The ball flew almost in a straight line.

"Snapped!"

  Kevin Johnson catches the ball with both hands, pushes forward, speeds up and runs towards the basket.

   One step behind him, Bulls point guard BJ desperately chased after him, but his athleticism was not as good as others, and he couldn't catch up with Lightning with the ball in empty running.

   And although Pippen and Jordan tried their best to catch up, their starting positions were too deep to catch up.

"brush!"

  Kevin Johnson made another layup.

   "It was tied at 103. 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 Lili roared excitedly.

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

Zhang Lili smiled and said: "The defensive attitude is very important. The Tiejun is mainly attacking, and the defense is indeed a little bit worse, but as long as he is willing to defend with all his strength, his defensive strength will definitely improve a bit, plus luck, occasionally bursting is also a good thing. It's normal."

  The Bulls called a timeout again, and it was their last timeout.

   At this time, there are the last 26.2 seconds left.

  Phil Jackson arranged the final attack and gave Jordan.

   "The Bulls should press to the end and then shoot. If they don't score, they will go into overtime. Then the Suns will only have about three seconds of attack time. Now the Suns have another timeout, which is very important." Zhang Reasonably analyzed.

   "Director Zhang, Jordan should have shot, right?" Sun Zhenping asked.

   "It's most likely him, but Phil Jackson is a very experienced man. Maybe he has a combination of reality and reality. He did this last time, but he was awarded Grant 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 outside the three-point line, and after the 20th second, he suddenly launched an attack on the right wing.

   First swayed from side to side, shaking Dan Marley's center of gravity, then took a step forward, and then made a pull-up jumper.

  When the orange-red basketball flew to the basket, the eyes of the audience, the entire Phoenix, and countless people all over the world were staring at it.

"brush!"

  The moment the water splashed, the crisp sound of brushing the basket and the cheers of the 2,000 away fans rang out.

"Ugh!"

   All those who supported the Suns sighed at this time.

   "Fuck them!"

After    succeeded, Jordan couldn't be more excited, clenched his fists and roared at his teammates, his almost mad face revealed indescribable determination and murderousness.

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

   "Alas, I still can't beat him!"

   Looking at the magical 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 if you persist, and giving up is admitting defeat."

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

   At this time, the ball was served, and a final 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 more powerful than Wang Tiejun."

   At this moment, in China, 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 everyone: "I want two points, I want to go into overtime, and the last attack..."

   He looked at Barkley, but turned around to look at Wang Tiejun, only these two people 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 almost freezing, and many fans were sweating recklessly, but their bodies were shaking as if they were shivering.

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

   He deliberately replaced him to serve. The others were too short and were afraid of serving mistakes, so he took Danny Ainge's place and played as a small forward.

  Wang Tiejun was in the low position on the left wing, and behind him was Perdo who was holding him dead.

   At the most critical moment, Perdo used all his strength to suckle.

   Others are running around looking for opportunities to catch the ball.

  Pippen followed Barkley, Jordan followed Dan Marley, BJ followed Kevin Johnson, you chased me, the scene was very chaotic.

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

  Tom Chambers took the ball in both hands and made small steps to the right while making a continuous pass, causing Grant in front of him to wave his hands non-stop.

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

"Snapped!"

  The ball fell into Wang Tiejun's big hand.

   At this moment, the timer starts.

   "Di!"

   The referee's whistle sounded, and it turned out that Perdo had taken a foul tactic.

   "Special."

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

   "It's over, it's over!" Zhang Heli sighed.

  Sun Zhenping also said with a dejected expression: "I hope the iron army can make both penalties."

   "Tie Jun, don't be under pressure. As a rookie, you can play like this in your rookie season. You are 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 arm, took the ball thrown by the referee, and started to dribble.

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

"brush!"

  The ball is hollowed into the basket and the first free throw is made.

   "105:104, there's still one point left, and a penalty hit!" Zhang Lili shouted loudly.

   All the people on the Suns side are so nervous at this moment.

   "Old K, well done."

   On the field, several Barkleys rushed over to high-five to celebrate.

   On the sidelines, Phil Jackson stared at Wang Tiejun. He formulated foul tactics. If the Suns handed the last attack to the old K, they must foul in time.

   "The second penalty, according to the probability, should not hit, prepare to grab the rebound." Pippen shouted at this time, trying to interfere with Wang Tiejun's rhythm.

   "Huh! Probability? Lao Tzu is illiterate and doesn't understand probability. This shot I want to make." Old Wang shouted sharply.

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

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

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

   At this moment, Wang Tiejun leaned over, ready to dribble the ball.

  His habit has long been studied by others. He dribbles the ball six times before making free throws, so he is waiting for him to dribble at this time. Although Grant and Pippen are prepared, their bodies have not fully entered a state of reaction.

  There is only one person, Barkley, whose body has entered a state of reaction, just like the moment before the 100-meter runner is ready to start, just waiting to exert force.

  bang, Wang Tiejun dribbled the ball once, but 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.

"Be careful!"

   Jordan in the midline position shouted.

"boom!"

  The ball hits the front of the basket and bounces.

"mine!"

   At this time, Barkley rushed up like a cheetah, grabbed the ball in the air, landed again, and smashed the ball frantically towards the basket with both hands.

"boom!"

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

"yeah!"

  Suns fans went crazy, from the field to all of Phoenix, to Arizona, and finally across the Pacific.

"Ugh!"

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

   "Damn it!"

   At this moment, Jordan's eyes were splitting, his fist was about to bleed, the blood in his chest was tumbling endlessly, and he had the urge to vomit blood.

  105:106, the Bulls trailed by a point, and he was killed by Barkley who couldn't turn over under him?

   He looked at the screen, there was only 0.5 seconds left, but the bull did not pause, his heart fell to the bottom, and his eyes heated up.

  Dynasty, three consecutive championships, in an instant, away from him in this moment.

"what!"

   He roared in extreme reluctance, waving his fists empty, and his steadfast mentality also collapsed at this time.

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

  Involuntarily, maybe he didn't know it, he had already shed tears.

   "Ow..."

  Buckley had gone mad and jumped on Wang Tiejun like a beast, his mouth was about to gnaw at Pharaoh, but Pharaoh pushed him away in disgust.

   "Going down, I'm exhausted, is Lao Tzu a mount?" Old Wang said with disgust.

"Hahaha…"

  Buckley hugged Pharaoh and didn't let go. He laughed wildly, but tears rolled down his eyes. After laughing for a while, he suddenly choked up, and finally whimpered and cried.

   "You bastard, great joy and great sorrow, are you going crazy?"

   Comrade Pharaoh 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.

   "Is it so important to have a championship?"

   At this time, he found himself underestimating the impact of the championship and what it meant to Barkley and them.

   "Di Di..."

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

   "Sir, they are deliberately delaying the game..." Pippen, who was at a loss, was shocked when he heard the words, and immediately climbed up the pole 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 free throw, then the finals would become a joke.

  The game resumes, and the Bulls serve from the baseline.

Jordan ran frantically near the midline. Dan Marley and Kevin Johnson chased after him. At this time, the ball came over and he got it. He jumped up and threw himself in the air, and then threw the ball into the air. A basket from fifteen meters away.

   "Di!"

   The timer went off and the lights on the rim came on the moment he shot.

   "Bang! Bang!"

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

"yeah!"

  The audience is boiling, the real boiling.

   "Boom!"

   Above the ceiling, there was a loud noise, and countless pieces of streamers fell down, turning the entire American West Arena into a colorful world.

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

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

   With the crazy roars of the two live commentators, Queen's "We are the champions" sounded, resounding throughout the Westside Arena.

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

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

   "Put me down, you stupid pig! Asshole...you pig, without the old K, you can never win against me, let me down..."

  Seeing Barkley's big **** twisting and turning, Jordan was so annoyed that he couldn't help but curse.

   "Kacha Kacha..." The cameras of countless media chased the two and flickered constantly.

   "He's really crazy, poor Charles! Hahaha..."

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

   "Mauren, haha, dear, congratulate me, I'm the champion, haha..."

  Crazy enough, Barkley finally calmed down, and finally remembered his wife, and quickly dropped the embarrassed Jordan 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 without cramps. He was so tossed by Barkley that he couldn't breathe.

   "click, click..."

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

   "Can you walk 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 furious.

   gave the reporter a stern look, and Jordan took his breath and rolled over and got up.

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

   At this moment, a disgusting voice sounded above his head, and he turned to look, and sure enough, this **** hillbilly 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 All-Defensive First Teams, seven All-NBA First Teams , there will be another double-team soon, 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? Are you qualified to laugh at me?" He Gritting his teeth coldly.

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

   Looking at Jordan walking towards the player tunnel, he murmured: "It's a pity that this guy is not an insider, otherwise 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 was not their favorite Jordan and the Bulls who won.

   On the other hand, the smile on the smiling assassin's face was even more prosperous, 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 has some regrets, but there is no doubt that this is a wonderful finals, and the ratings have broken historical records. The Suns won the championship by virtue of their strength. Without the violence and flagrant fouls he hates, he sent his sincere congratulations.

   "Thank you, thank you so much!"

   Colangelo was already trembling with joy, and 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.

   And next to the Bulls owner Jerry Reinsdorf was full of bitterness and forgot to say congratulations.

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

  The most important thing is, will Jordan stay with the Bulls? Will the Bulls rebuild directly? There was chaos in his mind.

   On the ABC live broadcast, Bill Walton said regretfully: "Jordan scored 56 points in a single game, which is the second-best score 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, shooting 54%, his performance is unparalleled, and once again made history.

  Unfortunately, he encountered a stronger Suns team. He lost not 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 laughed: "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 the old K, who made 14 of 16 shots in this game, with a terrifying 87.5% hit rate. Well, I have to criticize the management of the Bulls again, your interior construction. It's really bad, to actually let a rookie play such a terrifying efficiency.

   In addition, Old K also made 5 of 8 free throws, and got a quasi-triple-double of 33 points, 15 rebounds, 9 assists, 3 steals, 2 blocks, 2 turnovers and 4 fouls. "

Bill Walton continued: "He shot 6-for-6 in the final quarter with 2 steals and 5 assists, again playing a terrifying end-quarter superstar performance, and his performance tonight was also unparalleled, even Not inferior to Jordan and Barkley, who scored 37 points.

   In addition, after the six finals, his average data is 24.8 points and 12 rebounds, which is second only to Barkley. "

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

   Bill Walton laughed: "The data speaks, Barkley has a better chance. But, John, maybe there will be a second Jerry West this time?"

"what?"

  John Hanks was startled.

   But when he thinks about Jordan’s data, he averaged 43.5 points, 7.7 rebounds and 6.2 assists per game.

   In the CCTV live broadcast booth, Zhang Lili shouted excitedly: "Congratulations to the Suns, congratulations to Wang Tiejun, he won the NBA championship in his rookie season, and he is the main force. This is not easy."

   "Director Zhang, the next thing is to award the cup and the ring?" Sun Zhenping asked excitedly.

   "Oh no, the ring is only issued in the new season, and it has not been made yet. The one that needs the player's name on it cannot be done in advance. In addition, the finals FMVP must be selected first." Zhang Lili said quickly.

   "That guide, do you think Tiejun has any hope of winning the FMVP?" Sun Zhenping asked quickly.

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 chosen by reporters, Barkley is their own, Tiejun is Chinese, and the data is even worse, so the opportunity smaller."

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

   (end of this chapter)