NBA Backer King Chapter 424

   Chapter 424 What kind of **** offensive tactic is this?

  The game officially started at 8:30, and at 8:00, ABC started live broadcast.

   "Hey, is Fatty going to retire?"

   Seeing Barkley sitting in the ABC's live broadcast booth, smiling and doing the work of the commentator, Pharaoh didn't react a bit.

   At this time, Barkley said with a smile: "Hello, ladies and gentlemen, I am your friend, the NBA's fifty superstars, MVP and two championship winners, the great Sir Charles Barkley."

   "The thickness of this face is the top three in the history of the league!"

   In front of the TV, Pharaoh immediately gave Fatty a thumbs up.

   and Barkley were paired with Gomez and Elanton. Elanton smiled and said: "Charles, do you have any other titles?"

  Barkley said quickly: "Oh, of course there is, I'm still the eleventh superstar in the history of the league."

   "Who gave it to you?" Gomez said in surprise.

  Buckley said solemnly: "Everyone says that, don't you know? That only shows your ignorance."

   "Haha..." The two serious hosts all fell down laughing.

  After laughing, Elanton said: "Seriously, Charles, you are Michael's friend for many years, a lifelong opponent, and Patrick Ewing, too, so who do you think will win this tiebreaker?"

"Of course it is me."

  In the home team's locker room, Jordan stared at the TV on the wall with sharp eyes and said.

   He turned around and said to Pippen and Rodman: "I will never allow the Bulls to be eliminated by the Pacers. We must reach the Eastern Conference Finals."

  Under his absolute strength, all the players in the locker room could not help but nod their heads.

   Rodman and Pippen, who were almost fighting for the second child, also looked at each other and their faces became serious. They knew that if the game was screwed up, they would definitely usher in Jordan's thunderous wrath.

   "It must be us walkers."

   In the visiting team's locker room, Reggie Miller snorted coldly.

Next to    was Ewing, who was sweating lightly at this time. In fact, the air-conditioning in the locker room was very strong, and it wasn't so hot. He was nervous.

   At a critical moment, Ewing became nervous out of inertia.

   At this time, Barkley said: "As a commentator, I must guarantee a neutral position, so let's leave this issue to others."

   "Oh, who do you want to ask this question?" Elanton and Gomez were a little surprised, there was no such link beforehand.

   "Of course Michael's nemesis, old K." Barkley said proudly.

   "Oh! Charles, do you want to contact old K?"

   "Charles, you want to interview Old K by phone?"

   looked at each other, surprises flashed in the eyes of Elanton and Gomez.

"certainly."

   Buckley nodded, grabbed his cell phone, and started dialing.

  The phone was quickly connected, and Pharaoh's voice sounded across from him: "Hello, I'm Mr. K, who are you?"

   "Stop pretending, it's me, Charles, your brother Charles. I know you must be looking at me, stop pretending, and accept my phone interview." Barkley laughed.

   "Sorry, Charles, I found a new Larry Bird movie and didn't have time for your interview." Pharaoh said.

   "Pfft! Haha..."

  Buckley burst into laughter instantly, lying on the live broadcast seat and burying his head in laughter.

   "Is it Larry Bird's adult movie?" Many people know this meme, and Elanton also knows some, and can't help laughing along.

   "What do you mean? Let me know."

   Only Gomez didn't know, and looked at the two of them in confusion, a little anxious.

  Larry Bird in front of the TV was also startled, dumbfounded, cursing, "Damn old K, are you trying to justify my reputation as a **** star?"

   "Okay, old K, let's start the interview now."

  Buckley laughed for a long time before raising his head and asked with a smile: "Who do you think will win tonight?"

  Pharaoh also got serious and said, "I don't have a lot of experience in the tiebreaker. Usually, I will solve the opponent before that. For example, I never play the tiebreaker with the Bulls in the finals, and I will play in the tiebreaker."

"Ha ha…"

  Buckley and other three commentators laughed and lay down on the commentary table again.

   "Damn old K!"

   Jordan in front of the TV scolded instantly.

   "Michael, calm down, don't let old K's words affect your mentality."

  Phil Jackson quickly persuaded him, and then said: "Come, Michael, do it with me, relax your body and mind, relax your breathing, and then your spirit, we start to meditate..."

  Jordan rolled his eyes helplessly, Phil was fine with everything, just rambling.

At this time, Lao Wang continued solemnly: "But at the critical moment, everyone will be nervous, and the tension will affect the state, so at this time, the real powerhouse will be highlighted, he is full of willpower, full of extreme desire for victory, There will be great leadership and dominance.”

   "I know, he's talking about me."

  Jordan broke the silence of the locker room, walked out of the state of meditation, and said in high spirits.

   "So who is this person most likely?" Buckley asked.

   At this moment, Jordan and Reggie Miller's eyes were fixed on the TV, they couldn't see the old K, they could only hear the old K's voice.

   Both of them are the leaders of the team. Except for them, no one is qualified to be the leader of the Bulls and the Pacers. What Old K said must be one of them.

  Pippen opened a bottle of water, this kind of thing has nothing to do with him, the stingy guy in old K is just a gimmick, who else can be except Michael?

   Old Wang said: "Well, he is most likely, Pi Er."

   "Puff! Cough, cough, cough..."

  Pippen gushed down and choked out.

   "Haha..." The ABC TV broadcaster burst into laughter.

   "Shet!"

   Jordan and Reggie Miller both cursed at the same time, and raised their middle fingers to the TV.

"Snapped!"

  Jordan stepped forward to turn off the TV, clapped his palms, and shouted to his teammates: "Okay, don't listen to that **** old K, from now on, we're going to fight, and the Bulls will win!"

   "The Bull Will Win!"

  The Bulls locker room responded with a bang.

   After more than two hours, the tie-break between the Bulls and the Pacers that countless people paid attention to ended. At 92:103, the Bulls became the winner, and Reggie Miller and Ewing's Pacers were eliminated.

   In this game, Ewing made only 8 of 24 shots, with a shooting rate of only 33.3%, 10 of 12 free throws, 26 points and 10 rebounds. Under Rodman's help, the efficiency was very low.

  Rodman overcame his injury in the most crucial Game 7, playing 44 minutes and grabbing 16 rebounds.

  Reggie Miller made 7 of 17 shots, 41.2% from the field, 2 of 8 from 3-point range, and only 25% of his shots, plus 4 of 5 free throws, for a total of 20 points under Jordan's defense.

Jordan, on the other hand, made 17 of 32 shots on Reggie Miller's head, with a shooting rate of 53.1%, 1 of 3 three-pointers, 7 of 8 free throws, and scored 42 points, 7 rebounds, 5 assists, 3 steals, 2 turnovers and 3 fouls. .

  Pippen also scored 21 points, 5 rebounds and 6 assists.

   Center Rick Schmitz also scored 11 points and 6 rebounds. Under Ewing's defense, the data was not good.

   With Barkley's commentary, Jordan played a decisive great performance at the most critical moment.

   After the game, David Stern breathed a sigh of relief. If Jordan failed to reach the Eastern Conference Finals this time, it would be a major loss for the league.

   But he was very satisfied with this year's playoffs. From the second round, it was full of suspense and competition. He was also full of hope in the subsequent East and West finals and the finals.

   With the end of the second round, the battle table for the Eastern and Western Finals also came out.

  Eastern Finals, Bulls vs. Knicks.

  Western Finals, Suns vs. Jazz.

  The former has home field advantage. The season is a best-of-seven game. The schedule is 22111. The Western Finals will start on May 19, and the Eastern Finals will start on the 20th.

  From the second day, on the 17th, the major media had a lot of discussions about the Eastern and Western Finals. Some TV media also launched multiple programs, inviting some active and retired stars to participate.

  Buckley performed well on ABC's live commentary last night. TNT TV took a fancy to him and immediately invited him to participate in a show about East and West. He partnered with Bill Walton and offered $500,000.

  Buckley's music is broken. He didn't receive any money when he was a guest yesterday. I didn't expect that he would start to receive money. It seems that the plan to become a commentator after retiring is really right. It's worth looking forward to!

"Haha, old K, the prime time at 8 pm on the 18th, my show, TNT, not ESPN, nor ABC, it's TNT, don't miss it. Let me tell you, do a show for half a million dollars, which is comparable Playing a game is more expensive and easier. I think it's okay to retire now. Well, I won't talk to you, I don't have time, I'm busy, don't call me, I don't have time to pick you up Telephone."

   "Big Dream, on the night of the 18th, TNT TV, my show..."

  “Michael…”

   "Clyde..."

   "Moses..."

   "Dr. J..."

   "Big Bird..."

   Delighted, he immediately made a phone call and showed off.

   The Suns coaching staff had a day off. On the morning of the 18th, the management team held a tactical meeting with the coaching staff and all the players.

   Danny Ainge first emphasized the importance of anti-pick-and-roll tactics. The Jazz's pick-and-roll tactics are much more used than the Supersonics.

Defensive assistant coach Lewis said: "From the inside, the postman's low position and the near two-point offense only account for 40% of the attack, and 60% are in the middle two-point and far-two-point areas, while Campbell is just the opposite, so I think it is the old K to defend Campbell, The sprayer pulls out to prevent the postman. The sprayer's pick-and-roll ability is still good, and the postman has a height advantage."

   Little Nelson said, "I'm afraid he won't be able to eat the postman's elbow."

  Danny Angie shook his head and said, "Normal elbows are definitely eaten, but the postman is hitting us now and doesn't dare to hit hard. Old K is staring at him."

Lewis went on to say: "For outside defense, the back line must be the strongest defense. If you play a double-control strategy, it is recommended that Kidd defend Stockton. Although the Lightning suffers from Hornacek's height, it should be able to cope. They are Teammates for many years, know each other very well.”

   "You can only play double control." Danny Ainge said.

Wilkins can only play as a substitute, and the bench also needs a scorer. Chapman can attack, but not defend. As for Kobe, a rookie, he is too hungry for the ball. He thinks the most reliable tactic.

   Kobe, who was sitting in the back, was unconvinced, he didn't even need a point guard, and the dual-control tactics of shit, aren't you afraid of a fight between two point guards?

  After the discussion of defensive tactics, everyone packed up and prepared to break up. D'Antoni was dumbfounded. What about offensive tactics? I'm in charge of offensive tactics. I don't discuss offensive tactics. What do you want me to do?

   "Danny, attack, we haven't discussed attack tactics yet." He quickly reminded Danny Ainge, who was about to leave.

   "Offensive tactics?"

  Danny Angie was startled, shook his head and said, "What is there to discuss? Just give the ball to Old K. Isn't that the case for us all season?"

  D'Antoni was stunned and had the urge to cry.

  Damn, you're the head coach like this? What idiot asked you to be the head coach? A corpse vegetarian!

   Offensive, ever-changing offensive tactics, charming offensive tactics, just one sentence here, give the ball to old K?

   What kind of **** tactic is this?

  Ugly center play, heck center play, **** your Suns, you're just sullying the offense!

   Lao Tzu quit, Lao Tzu wanted to resign, Lao Tzu wanted to go back to Italy.

   "Mr. Colangelo?"

   "Mike?"

   Little Colangelo stopped, turned to look at D'Antoni who stopped him, and waited for the latter's words.

   "Mr. Colangelo, I..."

   D'Antoni said, "My contract is about to end, is the team willing to renew me?"

   Colangelo smiled, stretched out his hand and patted D'Antoni's shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, I'll give you an answer after the playoffs are over."

"Ugh!"

  D'Antoni looked at Colangelo who was far away and shook his head in disappointment.

   He was born in the NBA. Although he did well in Italy, he still hopes to return to the NBA.

   But what little Colangelo said, he was politely rejecting him, he was not stupid, he could hear it.

   Little Colangelo who left is also shaking his head. Over the past year, D'Antoni has often talked about some of his tactical theories in front of him and advocated small-ball tactics. He has long been impatient.

   Obviously the team has a giant beast, and he still wants to do some small ball fast breaks in the team. Is there any problem with this person's brain? He thinks that sooner or later, D'Antoni might suggest that he sell K.

So he has decided that after the playoffs, let D'Antoni leave and let this guy stay on the Suns. If some of this person's remarks reach the ears of old K, I am afraid it will cause old K's misunderstanding. I thought what he was thinking.

   In the afternoon, after a day off, the team resumed training to maintain the state.

   On the afternoon of the 18th, the Jazz arrived in Phoenix.

   At five o'clock, after settling in the hotel, a press conference was held at the request of the media.

   "Coach Sloan, facing the arch-rival Suns, how much do you expect from this Western Conference Finals?" The first question was a reporter from the New York Times.

  Jerry Sloan replied calmly: "The Suns are very strong, we will go all out to win."

   "Postman, will you meet Old K?" asked the Los Angeles Daily reporter.

   "Depending on the situation, we won't let old K get the chance to get close to the basket easily." Karl Malone said firmly.

   "Are there any off-court issues between you and Old K?" the reporter asked.

  The postman hesitated and said, "No, we have never had any other problems, we are just players in the same league, we only compete on the court."

   "Postman, do you have the confidence to make it to the finals?" the next reporter asked.

   "We are stronger than last year, full of confidence, we believe that we can enter the finals, no one can stop us, even the old K." The postman said with confidence.

   "He's dreaming!"

  Wang Tiejun's house, Old Wang said.

In addition to him, there are a large group of people at home, Zhang Heli and the others, Lightning and Kobe and his teammates, as well as Glider and Da Meng, Lei Gong Dan Marley who came to see the Western Conference Finals, and a group of brothers who came to help from the martial arts gym. The chef is doing something to eat, and the family is very lively.

   "Old K, don't be careless, the Jazz are very strong this season." Glider reminded.

   "Old K, Campbell's tonnage is 280 pounds and 127 kilograms, and the postman should be 130 kilograms. Although they are not as good as you, they can defend against you with one top and one defense." Da Meng also reminded.

"It must be Campbell's top defense, and the slightly faster postman will help. You can't use sideways to play. With their physique, it is difficult to effectively kill them. They must be very strong against you." Lei Gong said .

   Old Wang nodded and said, "I will be careful."

   "With the passing ability of Old K, the Jazz will suffer a lot." Da Meng laughed.

   "If they don't switch defenses fast enough, Old K's pass can kill them." Lightning nodded.

   "Brother Tiejun, you can eat it."

   "Come on. Let's go, it's time for dinner."

   At this moment, there was shouting from outside, Pharaoh greeted him, and a group of people poured out of the living room.

   There was a long table on the grass outside, full of pots and jars, piled with food, and prepared wine, red and white beer.

   "Let's just drink some red beer, drink less, let them drink the white beer." Lao Wang greeted Lightning and them.

   Everyone ate and drank, each talking about topics of interest.

   "Robert, where are you going next season?"

  Dameng asked Horry, a former teammate, and Horry played the main small forward beside him in his rookie season.

   "I don't know now, I'll talk about it later."

   Horry's mood was affected, and he said in a low voice.

He was traded from the Mosaic team to the Suns. After two years of painful transition, he gave up the play style and style formed in the NCAA. Now that he has just stabilized, he may have to leave the Suns. It is not a good thing for him. matter.

   If he goes to another team, a role player like him needs to cooperate with the team. If the positioning is different from the Suns, he may have to make a transformation.

  Transformation means a decline in data and performance. If the transformation is unsuccessful, it will be even worse, so he actually does not want another transformation.

   (end of this chapter)

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