NBA Backer King Chapter 282

   Chapter 282 Breaking the Postman's Three Ribs + Sweeping Jazz

  Jeff Hornacek caught the ball, singled out Drexler, made a false shot, and then made a pull-up jumper and hit a long two-pointer.

  10:6, Sun attack.

   "Let's see how the Jazz defend. Oh, no shrinking, the Jazz gave up the double team." Zhang Lili shouted loudly.

  The left wing was low, and the ball was passed to Wang Tiejun through the hand of the glider.

He also observed that Chambers on the weak side didn't come over, but just got close to the paint area. As long as he passed the ball to Green, he could go back to the defense at any time. If he was relying on the postman, he could also come over to help defend, and if it was bad, he could go back to the basket. Down.

   In this case, he will not pass the ball to Green.

  Green is not a good shooter, and when Chambers is back on defense, the hit rate will not be too high.

And he won't shoot two-pointers, because the Postman's defense is still very strong, and his shooting rate here will not be very high. Once the shot is missed, the Jazz are both inside, and they can't grab offensive rebounds. So at this time, the only option is to attack.

   Either use his strong attack to score directly, or continue to compress the opponent's defense through his strong attack, forcing the opponent to double-team him further, and then score the ball.

"boom!"

  Between the dribble, he began to forcefully hit the postman.

   "Boom!"

   The first hit is a tentative move, neither light nor heavy. It can have a certain impact on the postman's center of gravity, which can force the postman to defend with all his strength, so as not to be suddenly evacuated by him when he hits the second time.

However, the postman is too experienced, and he has a lot of experience in being knocked over by him. When the center of gravity was hit, he knew that Pharaoh's second attack would follow, so he simply took a half step back and took advantage of the situation. , only to stabilize the lower plate and defend against it again.

   This step-by-step defensive strategy really made Pharaoh's second fight come to an end.

   "This is forcing me to take action."

  The postman took the initiative to retreat to widen the distance from him, and he had no choice. Under the bear step, his signature skill hook shot immediately.

   "Hook? Hit!"

   Zhang Lili said happily: "Tie Jun hit the first shot. It was a close-range frontal hook, and the postman didn't have time to defend it when he retreated."

  Su Qun smiled and said, "The rhythm of Old K's hook is very smooth, from the postman's sudden withdrawal to his getting up and the shot, all in one go."

   Zhang Lili said with a smile: "Yes, his hook is the best, the throw is a little worse, and the technical movements are not as consistent as the hook."

  12:6, Jazz attacked.

   In the last attack, Hornacek made a two-pointer. Today, he has made two of three shots. He feels that he has a good hand. This time he wants to shoot the ball again.

"boom!"

  Unfortunately, the ball was missed and almost got blocked by Drexler.

  Wang Tiejun protected the backcourt rebounds and the Sun attacked.

  Rollin analyzed: "The Suns succeeded six times in seven offenses, including two dunks and four jumpers. The success rate is very high, far surpassing the Jazz. This is also the reason why the Jazz are behind. Both offense and defense are disadvantageous."

Oldman said: "The main point is that the old K is too attractive to double teams. On the other hand, the Jazz, the Suns never double teams, all of them are single defense. They can't attract double teams except to get open positions through pick-and-roll tactics. Create an open space. And today, the old K broke the pick-and-roll well, preventing the Postman from making one of three shots, and if it weren't for the death gun, the Jazz would be even more behind."

   At this time, Wang Tiejun came to the low post on the left wing, and the postman topped the defense. After he caught the ball, the Jazz still defended the same as last time.

   And this time, after he started to fight, the postman did not dare to take the initiative to retreat.

   "Boom!"

   With the second hit, the postman was knocked back one foot, Wang Tiejun also stepped into the paint area, and the attacking three seconds also began to count.

   did not turn around, he continued to storm the postman, using the most arrogant style of play, and continued to hit the Jazz's pillar until he was destroyed.

   "Boom!"

   The third shot was under attack, and the postman, who was not strong enough in the lower plate, couldn't hold it anymore. He took two steps back. The next moment, he saw Old K whizzing past him.

  Chambers, who went back to the basket, saw Wang Tiejun jumping up, he couldn't think of blocking at all, so he flashed down and got out of the way to the basket.

"boom!"

   The next moment, the basket above his head was exploded.

   In the 11th minute of the first quarter, Wang Tiejun was still on the court, and the score at this time was 30:18, and the Suns had already led by 12 points.

   He stormed a total of four **** and scored three times. Once, he really couldn't get in and missed a hook shot of nearly two points.

   A dozen times of ferocity, the postman cracked his teeth, and he was so tired that he was out of breath.

   "Old K?"

   Courtside, Westphal shouted.

   Old Wang glanced at it, shook his head, and refused to end.

  Today, the Jazz will be completely dealt with, the postman can't go down, how can he go down?

  The Jazz then hit a ball, and it was the Suns' turn to attack.

   "Hoohooho..."

   The left wing was low, and the postman gasped and stepped up again.

   "Postman, you are the first person who can really fight against me for a long time, not bad!" The ball was passed over, and Pharaoh said in a complimenting tone while observing.

"Humph!"

   The postman snorted coldly.

   But the strange thing is that there was a sense of pride in his heart, and after reacting, he felt very ashamed.

   "It's coming again, this is an absolute head-to-head!" Oldman roared excitedly in the ESPN commentary booth.

   On the field, the left elbow that was used to lock the position suddenly slammed outward. After feeling the strength of the postman's resistance, it suddenly loosened. The next moment, Wang Tiejun's leaning began.

"not good!"

At the moment of    strength and body, the postman knew he had been fooled.

   In the first four attacks, Lao K's first attack was neither light nor heavy, which paralyzed him, but this time, it was not a light or heavy attack, but all his strength.

   "Boom!"

   A heavy crash sounded.

  Under the ferocious force of hitting, as the upper body swayed back, the postman's feet couldn't help but feel light. Deng, his front foot took a step back, and his rear foot also retreated a little.

   The next moment, the bear step started, and Wang Tiejun's second attack followed one after another, and his left shoulder and back slammed into the postman's left chest with extreme ferocity.

   "Boom!"

   Amidst the extremely heavy impact, the postman cried out in pain, his upper body slumped back sharply, and with a bang, his back hit the floor, causing the floor to jump.

"Oh!"

   The audience burst into exclamations.

"boom!"

   At this time, Wang Tiejun was already holding the ball violently, and under the one-handed dunk, the Delta Center Arena became dead silent.

"yeah!"

  The Suns players, the bench, and thousands of Suns fans in the audience cheered.

On the ESPN commentary booth, Winston Rollins roared excitedly: "Beautiful! Old K turned into a siege beast, once again broke the Postman's defense, he once again captured the Jazz's basket, and he was unstoppable in the low post. !"

The equally excited Oldman was about to say a few words when his eyes suddenly widened, staring at the screen and shouting: "Oh, oh oh oh, the postman hasn't stood up yet, is he injured? With the left chest, could it be that the rib was broken?"

Luo Lin glanced at it, nodded and said, "It's possible, the postman is the fourth consecutive match against the old K. To be honest, his ability to persevere until now has already shown his strength. Before the old K appeared, he was really strong. The strongest man in the league."

   At this time, the Jazz went from the bench to the audience, the atmosphere was very sluggish, and everyone was at a loss

The reason for    is of course very simple. The pillar and spiritual leader of the team, the postman Karl Malone was unable to fight and was helped off the court.

   After a very simple examination, the team doctor confirmed that the postman's third to fifth ribs were all broken and could no longer be beaten.

   "This is the result of dozens or hundreds of impacts. His ribs have long been overwhelmed, and there may have been bone fractures long ago, but we can't see it."

   The heavy voice of the team doctor sounded in front of the Jazz's bench, directly destroying all the will and morale of the Jazz.

"give up."

   Jerry Sloan's tired voice sounded, symbolizing the end of the Jazz's playoffs.

   "I want to gain weight."

  The postman's voice sounded, with firmness in his unwillingness.

   He gently stroked his chest, the muscles here are not strong enough, he needs a thicker layer of muscle and fat to defend against the strength of the old K.

He must become stronger. Before the series, he knew that the Jazz couldn't beat the Suns, so he wanted to kill the Suns and K, but now the Jazz are going to be swept away, and the disappointment in his heart made him have the urge to cry, and continued Getting stronger is his only idea right now.

   Jerry Sloan opened his mouth and sighed secretly.

  I'm already 127kg. If I gain more weight, the postman's moving speed will be worse, and how many years can his knee last?

   As the Jazz gave up, the Suns also replaced the main force, and Wang Tiejun also sat back on the bench.

   At this time in Los Angeles, Old Bass turned off the TV.

   He saw the strongest postman in the league fall under the terrifying blow of Old K, and his tendons were broken and fractured. The terrifying lethality really made him drool.

  Who is the postman? The strongest guy in the league, the guy whose upper arm is more than 50 centimeters latitude and can run horses on his arm, but even such a strong guy, he still has to fall at the feet of old K.

  Jerry West wants to get O'Neal more, he also thought so before, but now he doesn't think so, now he wants to get old K more.

   And O'Neal still has a one-year contract, and the old K should jump out of the last year of the contract, which should be the big guy the Lakers have the best chance to acquire.

   "Jerry, pursue the old K with all his strength, a contract worth 100 million yuan, mansion equipment, free season tickets, unlimited firing rights, core tactical status, team leaders, publicity resources, these are not problems at all."

After    wanted to understand what he wanted most, he immediately called the general manager Jerry West and said only this sentence.

   Putting down the phone, Jerry West began to tug at his hair.

   He is worried. It's not the problem of who is difficult to choose between O'Neal and the old K, but the problem that both of them are difficult to obtain. The Magic and the Suns will not let go, and he is difficult to obtain either.

   And there are many other teams he faces. The two behemoths are both so young and can be the cornerstone of a team. Who doesn't want it?

   And he can't meet with the old K's agent, not even the executive agent Lance Hoxman.

   "Damn CAA!" he muttered.

   There has been a big problem with CAA's senior management recently, but outsiders don't know what the specific problem is, and no media can dig it out. Only people like him who are eager to contact CAA can feel that something is wrong.

He has contacted Jay Maloney and Lance Hawksman many times, but the two have absolutely no time to deal with the old K, and Hawksman told him on the phone that before the end of the season, also Not going to discuss the old K question.

   In the past two years, Michael Ovitz, president of CAA, has been acting frequently and has operated several major events in succession. He estimates that the fluctuation of CAA has something to do with Ovitz.

   But this company has its own unique company culture and the so-called betrayal cost, so even if Ovitz has a problem, it will not be a real blow to CAA.

   So he believes that as long as the CAA calms down after a while, he can formally interview Jaymarone and Lance Hoxman.

  Salt Lake City Delta Center Arena, with two whistle blows, the game ended, and cheers from the Suns side sounded.

   "Congratulations to the Suns, who passed two sweeps and entered the Western Conference Finals with their heads held high. At the same time, congratulations to Old K, you fulfilled your promise of sweeping the Jazz." Rollin laughed.

"Yes, the Suns became the first team to enter the finals and gained the advantage of waiting for work. Next, whether it is the Spurs or the Mosaic, if the second-round series cannot end as soon as possible, they will face a physical disadvantage in the Western Conference finals." Ord Man said.

   On the sidelines, Pharaoh is being interviewed by ESPN TV.

   "Old K, I heard that you broke three ribs at the postman, do you want to say something about this?" the reporter asked.

   "Sorry, why did you add 'and'?" Pharaoh asked with a puzzled face.

   "What to wear, who didn't know that it was the postman you called last time?"

  The reporter secretly complained in his heart, and said with a smile on his face: "Sorry, I made a mistake, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."

   nodded, Pharaoh said: "I'm sorry for the postman's injury, I hope he recovers soon."

   "Why is there no change in the low post today, there is no fake action, no slipping, and the push style of the previous two seasons is restored. Is this on purpose?" The reporter asked again.

"certainly."

  Pharaoh didn't mean to hide at all, and said, "To fight against a tough guy like the postman, you have to deal with him in the toughest way, otherwise how can he convince me?"

  The reporter was startled and nodded helplessly, agreeing with Lao Wang's reason, because it was in line with the behavior style that Lao K Yi used to show.

   "Old K, I heard you plan to gain weight?" he asked again.

   "You are very well-informed. I rarely talk about these things." Old Wang said.

  The reporter said proudly: "I have inside information."

  Pharaoh doesn't mind who leaked the news. The Suns management and coaching staff knew of his plan and said with a smile, "I do have this plan at the moment. Let's talk about the specific situation."

   "That is to say, it is very likely to continue to gain weight, so are you not worried that it will affect your physical fitness and athletic ability?" The reporter asked in surprise.

Lao Wang said: "It may be affected, but my weight gain has been kept at a very slow pace. I have only gained three times in three years, each time gaining 3 kilograms. I believe this is the most scientific weight gain. Likely to keep my current athleticism."

   "Congratulations, old K, you have the best strength trainer." The reporter laughed.

   "Damn, why didn't my agent find such a good trainer for me?" Orlando City, O'Neal muttered in dissatisfaction.

  If his agent heard him here, he would probably yell: Do you call it weight gain? No, that's called fattening. No matter how good the trainer is, it won't work for you. Burger and Coke are your best trainers.

   went back to the locker room and after taking a medicated bath for a while, the result of another G4 game came out, the Spurs defeated Mosaic, and the two teams tied the two.

   This is the best result for the Suns. If the Spurs and Mosaic reach a tiebreaker, it will be the best, and the Western Conference finals will be much easier.

   Pharaoh was happy and called Barkley on the phone.

   "Hello, old K."

   The phone rang for a long time before it was connected, and Barkley's feeble voice came.

   "Charles, who drained your energy? Have you been toyed with by a dozen beauties?" Pharaoh teased.

   "Fuck you!" Barkley laughed helplessly over there.

   "Two to two levels, you and Da Meng can't do it. With my medicated bath and massage blessing, you can't beat the Spurs? It seems that my plan to kill you in the Western Finals is going to fail." Pharaoh laughed.

   "Dream! Old K, you will wait for us. After two more games, we will enter the Western Conference Finals, and then we will kill you like last season." Suddenly there was a fierce voice from the opposite side.

   "Old guy, are you afraid you didn't wake up?" Old Wang said disdainfully.

"Hmph, just wait for me, we will kill the Spurs." Da Meng's voice became smaller, and Barkley's voice sounded: "Old K, your medicinal bath and massage are indeed effective, we are finished after the game. Afterwards, it can recover from physical fatigue faster. But the Spurs have a more reasonable lineup than us, and we are not as good as them on the perimeter, so it is a bit difficult to play."

   "Damn the Suns, you stole our glider, you are so shameful!" Big Meng's voice suddenly increased and turned into a roar.

   "Haha..." Pharaoh laughed.

Drexler next to    also smiled wryly. He does not regret being traded to the Suns. After all, this year is very promising to win the coveted championship. How could he regret it?

   (end of this chapter)

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