Chapter 557 Expand the three-second zone?

In the TNT live broadcast booth, Barkley said with some emotion: "Michael is really working hard in this finals, and his breakthrough style is consuming his physical potential. But unfortunately, he still let the old man K got match point."

  Kenny Smith said: "Michael Jordan focused on breakthrough play in the early days, and in the middle and late stages of post-up singles and mid-range shots. He really worked hard in this finals, to the extent of desperate.

   But unfortunately, Old K is too powerful. When Jordan and O'Neal performed better, Old K became stronger and more invincible. "

Bill Walton held a stats sheet and said: "62 points in a single game, the first in the history of the finals, the scoring ability of old K is unprecedented. And the 70% hit rate, this is a terrible efficiency, The same never existed.

So far, in the five finals, he scored 42 points, 35 points, 38 points, 39 points and tonight's 62 points, averaging 43.2 points per game.

  Michael Jordan scored 40 points, 31 points, 40 points, 32 points and 45 points tonight in five games, averaging 37.6 points per game.

  O'Neal's five games were 29 points, 28 points, 28 points, 26 points and 36 points tonight, averaging 29.4 points.

   As the core of the Lakers' perimeter, Richmond's performance in the five finals was much worse than the three, averaging only 15.5 points in five games.

  Old K and Rock scored 58.7 points together, Jordan and O'Neal combined to contribute 67 points, the combined efficiency of the two pairs of inside and outside lines is almost the same. Old K's efficiency is stronger than Jordan, but O'Neal is higher than Richmond.

   But the Lakers won the match point of the finals. One of the reasons is that the old K is more versatile, contributing to the team in terms of rebounding, defense, assists, etc., and the second is that the Lakers have a stronger rotation. "

Barkley took over the data sheet, looked at it, and said with a shocked expression: "Old K and Michael's performances are both disappointing, they belong to the same level, and they are both people who created an era, O'Neal. On the other hand, he is a bit inferior, and he is not in the same grade as Old K and Michael.

As for Rock, I'm sorry, his performance in the finals for the first time was not as good as O'Neal, who also played in the finals for the first time. He is no longer the core of the perimeter in the Lakers. Whether it is stats or tactical status, he is not an exception. Core, the Lakers are single core. "

Kenny Smith nodded in agreement and said: "Old K averaged 46.6 points per game in the finals last year, which is lower this year. If it weren't for the 62 points tonight, it would be much lower. The first four games averaged 38.5 points per game, about the same as Michael Jordan. .

   This means that in the first four games, the Knicks defended him well, and O'Neal performed well. Unfortunately, the Knicks persisted for three quarters tonight, but O'Neal was finally beaten by Old K in the final quarter.

  Otherwise, O'Neal's performance is better and his will is firmer. It's hard to say who will win tonight. "

   Bill Walton raised a question at this time. He said: "Two guys, if Old K leads the Lakers to win the championship this time, do you think the league will consider canceling illegal defense and introduce joint defense rules?"

  Buckley and Kenny Smith looked at each other and nodded in unison.

  Kenny Smith said: "The league introduced the K-law, mainly to limit his lethality to other players, which did achieve its purpose. After the K-law was introduced, few people were broken by him.

   But the K-law still has very little restriction on his strength. His existence does still have a destructive effect on the balance of the alliance. I think the alliance will consider it. "

  Barkley also nodded and said, "Before the K-law was introduced, there was a voice in the league that it was going to introduce the zone defense rules. Now that the old K scored 62 points in a single game, this kind of voice is likely to appear again."

   At the scene, Lao Wang, who was exhausted to death, was surrounded by reporters.

   "Old K, you scored 62 points in the finals, what do you want to say most?" shouted the loudest reporter.

   "Me, 62 points?" Lao Wang was surprised.

   "Yes, that's 62 points. You are now the first individual in a single game in the league's history finals." The reporter was also excited.

"Ha ha…"

  Pharaoh laughed and said after a moment of self-satisfaction: "What I want to say most now is that fortunately I won today, otherwise if I score 62 points in the finals and lose the game, I will find a piece of tofu and kill me."

"Ha ha…"

   Some domestic reporters laughed.

   The reporters who do not understand are at a loss.

   "Old K, will the finals end in G6?" a Los Angeles reporter asked excitedly.

   "It's possible, I don't want to play the tiebreaker with the Knicks, it's a bit dangerous." Pharaoh laughed.

   "Old K, do you think the Knicks can still threaten the Lakers when you're talking about danger?" a reporter asked.

  Pharaoh nodded and said, "Of course, it was very difficult for us to win today. Jordan and O'Neal are very strong together, very strong."

   "Old K, you broke O'Neal in the final quarter and on both ends of offense and defense. Where do you think O'Neal is weak?" a reporter asked.

Pharaoh thought for a while, and said seriously: "willpower, he needs a stronger desire to win. In fact, his strength is really strong, and many times I can't stop him from scoring. By the way, he is tonight. How many points did you get?"

   "36 points." A domestic reporter exclaimed.

"Look, he actually scored 36 points on my head. No center has ever scored that many points on my head, and he was very efficient tonight, even higher than mine at one point. So today It's very difficult for us to win late, we can't be careless, we have to fight with all our strength in G6." Wang said.

   After sending away his family and friends, Pharaoh returned to the locker room, went into the bathroom to wash his body, and then soaked in the medicine bucket.

   "Getting 62 points in a game is really tiring! Gao Bin, the donkeys in our previous production team worked from early to dark. I don't think I've ever been so tired." Leaning on the wall of the barrel, he said with emotion.

   "Haha..." Gao Bin smiled and fell beside the bucket.

   "Old K, it's not you who broke out, they will win tonight."

   "They teamed up and scored 81 points. I can't beat them both alone. Can I do it without you?"

   "O'Neal and Jordan really went crazy tonight. Their shots accounted for 70% of the Knicks, and I saw two of them."

   "O'Neal and Jordan seem to have an appointment tonight. O'Neal's efficiency in the first half was even higher than that of Old K. In the second half, Jordan broke out again. It's not easy for us to win today!"

  The Lakers players who were taking a shower shouted.

  Chris Mullin also soaked in the medicine bucket and said excitedly: "Old K, you almost made O'Neal cry in the last quarter, haha!"

   The others also burst into laughter.

   Kobe shouted: "The shark relied on Jordan to feed him the pie in the first half, and he was supported by it, and then wilted in the second half."

   "Haha..." Everyone laughed again.

   The home team's dressing room is like a coffin, no one speaks, no one even moves, they all sit there like dead people.

  Jordan's face was as gloomy as ice, and he leaned against the closet with his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.

   But everyone knows that Jordan can't sleep in the locker room at this time, and he can't fall asleep if he swallows a lot of sleeping pills at this time.

  Just like in the Bulls, Jordan didn’t speak, and he didn’t dare to speak in the locker room. Even Oakley only gently loosened the bandages on the side.

   O'Neal, staring blankly at the wardrobe opposite, but without focus at all, his sight penetrated Madison Square Garden and was wandering the universe.

  Other role players and marginalized people look at me, I look at you, no one dares to speak, move, or even take a bath.

  Phil Jackson leaned against the wall next to his clothes, folded his arms across his chest, stared blankly at the opposite ceiling, wondering what he was thinking.

  Jordan lost one, two and three against Old K, and he has lost half of the fourth finals matchup. He is the same. He has no victory against Old K, and the pressure in his heart is endless.

   At this time, on the court, the media are interviewing some live stars.

   "Allen, what do you think is the difference between O'Neal and the old K? Are they the same level of stars?" Some media asked.

   Iverson thought for a while and said cautiously: "I think O'Neal was the old king in the first three quarters, maybe not as versatile as the old king, but he was really strong in the first three quarters, strong enough to rival the old king.

   In the first three quarters, as long as the big shark gets the ball in the low post, even the old K is very difficult to stop him from scoring.

   But in the final quarter, the Shark's physical fitness declined and his state declined, but Old K was still able to perform as well as the first three quarters, and even had a strong physical burst at critical moments..."

   Speaking of this, he said with a shocked face: "This is a terrible thing. All the main players will decline in the final quarter, but Old K doesn't seem to be. How strong his physical fitness is, I am afraid only God knows."

   "So are you looking forward to working with one of them?" the reporter pressed.

"certainly."

   Iverson nodded excitedly: "I'm good at breakthroughs, I think I'm a perfect match for them."

   "Do you think the Knicks have a chance to come back in this finals?" The reporter asked again.

"this…"

   Iverson shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's hard to say, the old K is very powerful, super powerful, unprecedentedly powerful.

   However, Michael Jordan and O'Neal combined are equally super strong, and they also have the strength to defeat any opponent. Between them, anything can happen. "

   "I think they will enter the tiebreaker. The Knicks are definitely not weaker than the Lakers, but before that, the Knicks should let O'Neal re-establish his confidence in defeating the old K, otherwise it will be impossible to talk about."

   Not far away, Larry Bird told reporters in an interview with the media.

   "Larry, what do you think of Mr. K's performance tonight?" a reporter asked.

Larry Bird said with admiration on his face: "The indescribable dominance, especially in the last quarter, he played a performance that you can't understand. You can only express admiration for his strength. If you are his opponent, then surrender. will be the only thing you can do.

  You must know that he is facing the Knicks, the beast of O'Neal, who is O'Neal? It's another behemoth, a monster with talent enough to rank the top three in the history of the league, but he was crushed by old K at the end.

   At that time, I saw Old K force O'Neal under the basket and his jaw dropped to the floor. Of course, I picked it up and put it on again, haha! "

   "We still have a chance."

   At this time, in the coffin-like locker room of the home team, a deep voice suddenly sounded, very hoarse, like after a severe cold.

   Then, the voice became high-pitched, and he shouted a little sharply: "I can accept failure, but I will never give up! Never!"

   "Michael?"

  O'Neal, who was wandering the universe, was awakened and looked at Jordan in amazement. It's all this time, you still don't admit defeat?

   He thought of the picture of being beaten by the old K in the final quarter, and thinking of being beaten by the old K for 62 points, he had no fighting spirit, and just wanted to make this finals end quickly.

  Tonight's last 12 minutes was a nightmare for him that he didn't want to be touched again.

   "Michael, you are right, we have no reason to give up hope, I will help you."

   But this time, Oakley showed his attitude, and with this attitude, proved why he has been the leader of the Knicks locker room for so many years.

   "Michael, let's work together."

  Phil Jackson left the wall behind, lowered his arms, clenched his fists, and said firmly to Jordan.

Jordan raised his chin, his eyes regained their vigor, and they were frighteningly bright, like a pair of small light bulbs. The firm willpower oppressed everyone's hearts through their eyes, so that their hearts began to condense, and they had the backbone, Knicks When the morale was about to collapse, it stopped the collapse.

   "Shaq, are you going to give up?"

   He suddenly turned around and stared at O'Neal, the eyes that seemed to be radiating light with a powerful pressure, made O'Neal's heart skip a beat.

"I?"

   O'Neal was speechless.

   "He called you dried fish and sardine. He said that this era belongs to him alone, do you recognize it?" Jordan continued staring at O'Neal.

  “Whoa…”

  O'Neal's breathing suddenly became heavy, like an invisible boulder suddenly pressing on his chest, forcing him to open his mouth to breathe.

"I'm not reconciled, even if my era has passed, I'm old, I'm not reconciled, I will do everything I can to stop him, even if I fail, I will admit it. And you, you have just entered the peak period, now Are you willing to be a loser?" Jordan's voice continued to sound.

  O'Neal kept recalling the images of being crushed at the end in his mind, and kept asking himself: "What if I'm not reconciled? Can I stop him? Am I his opponent?"

Seeing O'Neal like this, Jordan suddenly became furious, stood up abruptly, stood in front of O'Neal and looked down at him, roaring sharply: "Trash! You are the real coward! Soft bastard! Don't you even have the courage to duel with K. Don't you? Don't you even have the courage to face failure?

  I regret coming here. All the insiders of the Bulls are more courageous than you. Even if they are broken by the old K, they will stand in front of the old K again, and you? "

With a    tiger's look, O'Neal stood up.

   He stared at Jordan angrily, panting like a cow, the blood in his chest was tumbling endlessly, and the whole fat face was as red as it was about to drip blood.

   Jordan was touched by O'Neal, leaned back, and sat on the floor with his buttocks.

   Today he played too aggressively, made too many breakthroughs, and consumed a lot of physical energy. It should be the biggest game of his career, and he can no longer stand.

   But he was very happy, O'Neal still knew that he was angry and still angry, he knew that the shark was still saved, and the Knicks still had hope.

  …

   When he woke up, Wang Tiejun opened his eyes, it was almost eleven o'clock.

  The soreness from last night's game is still there, indicating that his body is still in a state of fatigue.

  Yu Feihong had already come here twice in the morning with Dabao. Pharaoh didn't get up, and she didn't bother her. Now that he came for the third time, he finally heard something moving inside, and hurriedly knocked on the door.

   "Dad, big slacker."

   As soon as Old Wang opened the door, Dabao shouted when he saw him. He leaned down and pinched his son's chubby face, teasing, "Dabao, did you eat chicken legs in the morning?"

   "Eat one."

   Dabao opened his father's magic hand and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't pinch my face, Sister Qian Qian said, that my face is swollen, like a small washbasin."

"Ha ha…"

   Lao Wang and his wife were amused by their son's words.

   "It's almost lunch time, do you still have breakfast?" Yu Feihong asked after laughing.

   "Forget it, I'll ask Gao Bin to come and give me a massage." Old Wang shook his head.

   "Top this first."

   Yu Feihong handed over the sandwich he brought.

  Old Wang took it over and ate, and called Gao Bin to ask him to come over.

   "I read today's news. Many media are saying that the league may cancel illegal defense and allow joint defense. Does this have a big impact on you?" Yu Feihong asked.

  Pharaoh said: "The main effect is that it can double-team me in advance, prevent me from catching the ball, and thus limit my attack."

   "So it has a big impact?" Yu Feihong said in surprise.

  Pharaoh laughed and said, "Maybe, I won't know until I hit it."

   "Aren't you worried?"

   "Worried about useful?"

   At this time, Yu Feihong said again: "By the way, there is another argument that Pat Riley put forward, saying that the league should consider expanding the three-second zone again?"

"what?"

   Pharaoh, who didn't respond to the zone defense just now, was surprised.

   "This affects you more?"

   "It will put me further away from the rim, which reduces my near-two-point shooting percentage. Also, the distance to the rim is farther, which makes it more difficult for me to hit the rim."

Pharaoh explained it, and then added: "But once these rules are really implemented, it's not me who will be restricted. The inside players will be restricted, and O'Neal is no exception. What effect it will have on the league in the end is hard to say now. To introduce these rules, the attitude should be very cautious."

   At this time, Gao Bin came over and started giving him a medicated oil massage.

   Dabao took Yu Feihong and left. He was going to the martial arts hall. He was leaving New York today. He wanted to say goodbye to his big friend, Sister Qian Qian.

  Pharaoh feels that he is going to set up a kindergarten in Los Angeles. Dabao has no playmates at home, so he often takes him to the branch in Los Angeles, but there are few children there who are patient and willing to play with him.

  After lunch at the hotel, the Lakers left New York and boarded a special plane back to Los Angeles.

   (end of this chapter)