freeallnovels Chapter 810 The Dust Settles
Chapter 810 The Dust Settles
Chapter 810 The Dust Settles
At this time, there were 3 seconds left in the time, and O'Neal couldn't wait because he was in a bad position, because he found that Knight, Li Shengli, and Artest were all surrounded. not enough.
"This position..." Kobe also rushed up, overjoyed, because O'Neal with 1 mid-ranges is not as good as O'Neal with one basket, and the distance from O'Neal to the basket is the middle distance on the left side of the penalty area.
"Old...big...crucify...him!" Artest swooped in.
"I'm still here!" Knight was also very excited to take off first and block it. Even if O'Neal didn't make a shot, it didn't matter. Li Shengli and Artest also took off in the second wave, and the time is so short, so don't be afraid at all.
"Don't...don't foul!" Li Shengli yelled on the road. After all, it was confirmed that O'Neal made the shot, and O'Neal's mid-range shot was much worse than the average center. He was threatening, but not great.
In any case, the Lakers' chances of winning this game have reached the peak. Phil Jackson, who knows the current situation, has some expectations on the sidelines, but this expectation... only existed for a moment. He wanted to support O'Neal, but he never expected to get up too fast, which startled Artest, instinctively dodged, and his center of gravity shifted a little.
On the front line at this time, Knight was the first to take off and block, consuming the last time.
His confidence comes from the second wave of blocking Artest and the ensuing third wave of Li Shengli, and Artest also knows... Knight's take-off has fallen, and the following is his time, but The problem is that Garnett made such a move, not only the moving speed was slower, but the take-off time was wrong, he rushed straight to O'Neal, slapped O'Neal and staggered... the referee immediately blew post.
"Grass, this..."
"Damn, how did this happen?!"
Li Shengli and Kobe were dumbfounded, and amid the deafening shouts erupting from the Garden Arena at this time... Artest was going crazy, turning around and chasing Garnett to kill him, Garnett watched Run if the situation is not right, but fortunately the Lakers are still pulling Artest.
"You bastard who rides on a horse, fuck me!"
"Damn it, go to hell, who else do you want to blame? Blame me?"
"You...you are dead, you are dead, I want you to die!"
"Li, come here!" Garnett looked at Artest, who was staring at a pair of bloodshot eyes, and immediately called Li Shengli: "Li, don't play around, what you see, that's not my problem!"
"Boss, don't worry about it, I'm going to kill him today!"
"Shut up, shut up!" Li Shengli's face was dark at this time, he never expected that something would happen at the last moment, and holding Artest in his arms, when Kobe and Crotty came together, After all, he held him down.
"Ron, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"
"This is the best of the worst results, after all, O'Neal made the free throw!"
"Still...those who still have a chance, hold on tight!"
"I don't care, no one cares about me, punish him, kill him after the punishment is over, this bastard just fucked me!" Artest was on the verge of explosion, pinched the end of the burning fuse, and almost exploded, and this Yes... O'Neill really hit the free throw line, but Li Shengli noticed that this guy's face was pale, too white, and the blacks were not black anymore.
"Li, is this guy okay?" Kobe asked whether he was happy or worried before Li Shengli went to the penalty area.
"I don't know, but it feels like something is wrong with him!" Li Shengli panted heavily and frowned. Up to now, there was nothing he could do. The outcome was all in O'Neill's hands. The position glanced at O'Neill, and O'Neill also glanced at him.
"Hey, Shaq, are you all right?!"
"I... I'm going to... die, you ask me if I'm okay?"
"Damn, no, didn't you just fall and hurt yourself?"
"Don't talk to... me, I... I'm about to... free throw!" O'Neill held his breath, because two free throws are fatal, they can kill the Lakers or the Celtics, but It is conceivable how much pressure there is on the free throw lore related to the championship.
1 free throw is overtime, but he can't play anymore. Just now he was bumped by Artest. I don't know where it hurts, because his whole body hurts, so the result of 1 free throw may be that the game will be lost. , and if he loses this match, if his inexplicable pain is seriously injured, then the seventh match... will be gone.
As for scoring 2 free throws, that's easy, straight to the championship, but O'Neal was so flustered that he forgot the severe pain in his body, because the whole league knows how bad his free throws are, and this season is only in the early 50s. A goal is counted as 50%, so the probability of making 2 free throws is 25%. Of course, this kind of thing is not purely based on probability, but the fact is that O'Neal has no confidence.
It wasn't even just O'Neal who was flustered. Li Shengli was also flustered for the first time. What flustered was the playoff bonus. If O'Neal made all the free throws, he would have lost more than 200 million US dollars.
"Can't go in!"
"Don't go in!"
"God, let this fat man not enter!"
No one wants to talk trash here, Garnett who can talk is on the opposite side, so the Lakers just prayed silently, and O'Neal held his breath for the first penalty... Beng, Beng, Beng jumped several times, everyone When his heart was about to burst, the ball still slid into the basket. It exploded instantly in the arena that was still silent just now, and then died down, waiting for O'Neal's second free throw.
"Grass!!!"
"Is this in too?"
"Hold on, hold on, there is still a chance!"
"Garnett, don't run away, if this goal is scored, I will let you die here!"
O'Neal took a deep breath with a pale face, one ball was not enough to relax him, Garnett was also extremely nervous, as if he didn't hear Artest's words at all, and Kobe outside Li Shengli took a look... because at this time it really became A ball of life and death.
No one knows how nearly 2 people remained silent, but now there is no sound at all, and O'Neill dribbled the ball a few times, and it dragged on until the last time limit... With a bang, the ball was shot!
No matter how difficult it is for everyone's eyes to divert.
Just like the previous free throw, the ball hit the joint of the frame and collapsed. No one knows why O'Neill's free throws are always so thrilling, and when the ball falls, it is different from the last time. This time... directly After brushing the net, the Celtics went ahead by 1 point.
The scene was all boiling, but there were less than 3 seconds left in the game, and the court was still in chaos, but when Li Shengli served to Kobe, and Kobe didn't even touch the rebound with a super long throw... the court immediately became chaotic. The Walt's army rushed up, cheering and celebrating, and Artest finally exploded, igniting the emotions on both sides.
"Fuck, Ron went up to fight!"
"Go help and kill them!"
"Damn it, Kevin got beaten up, come on, fuck them!"
"Call someone, call someone!"
The two sides were on the verge of breaking out, and Li Shengli had no energy to move. He could only drag O'Neal, who had just finished the free throw, physically and mentally broken, and was sitting on the floor, to the basket. Together, they greeted the cameras on the sidelines.
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"This is... another fight?" O'Neill's face turned pale, but he could still see his excitement.
"Yeah, we fought again!" Li Shengli glanced at Artest and chased after Garnett and Pierce, but Kobe who followed was in danger and shouted, "Hey, Crotty , Help me watch Kobe!"
"Damn, look at Kobe? You're too biased, isn't Kevin your teammate before, and I haven't seen you let Artest play softly. Look at Kevin... ..." O'Neal watched Garnett being beaten and bleeding from his nose, but he seemed very happy.
"Then who made you win? It's already very worthwhile to take a beating and win the championship."
"Fuck off, then last year you won the championship and beat someone again?" O'Neill leaned back a bit: "To be honest, I finally beat you once, but my mood is very complicated...I didn't even think it would be mine Free throw lore, I think I can be the best free throw coach in the league in the future!"
"Are you still a free throw coach? Actually, I didn't expect...to be killed by your stinky free throws. It's disgusting. Damn, this is the most disgusting game I've ever played. You're going to die, you fat man!" Li Shengli panted heavily and still gave O'Neill a blank look.
"That can't be helped, I still won...cough cough..."
"What are you doing?" Li Shengli glanced at the coughing O'Neill and scolded: "Your uncle, if you win, you will pretend to be dead. You still have to be shameless. Who will you show it to?"
"Fart, I beat the audience all over the place, cough...the audience... bastard!"
"You were the only one who beat the horse, and I didn't?" Li Shengli said with disgust and asked again: "But... are you sure you're okay, I think your big face is almost white, so don't get hurt! "
"I don't know, I'll have a look with the team doctor later, anyway, it's just that I can take care of him during the offseason, so it's not a big problem, and... don't you congratulate me, how can I say that I'm also the championship, the MVP of the finals? "
"I congratulate you? I congratulate you ass, you didn't see you congratulate me last year, and I lost it...Damn it, I put it on your head, you have to pay me!"
"That won't work, this is my first championship, I fought my life back, don't mind me!"
"Get out, wait until you catch up with me, you have the face to congratulate me as a champion?" Li Shengli pulled O'Neill, watched the chaos on the court and said: "Okay, the fight is almost the same It's time to leave."
"Damn it, if you don't go there, you really want to beat Kevin and Paul to death!" O'Neill said with a black and white face, because Garnett and Pierce were like this. Knowing kung fu was almost burped by Artest alone.
"I didn't fight, why are you relying on me!"
"Nonsense, Artest and Crotty, if you don't let them fight, they will fight? You are not a good person by nature!"
"Fuck off, did you forget that we helped you out when you were beaten? You are ashamed to say me now, do you still want me to protect you?" Li Shengli continued: "But let's not say this in advance, Shaq, or congratulation!"
"Hey, that's what people say!"
"A championship? Oh, it's almost surpassing me, Shaq!"
"You...you get lost!"
(End of this chapter)