NBA Backer King Chapter 435

"Low-post attack, I want to low-post attack, do you understand? From the second quarter, reduce jump shots and go down to play. Postman, you take the lead, you are the leader of this team, don't be afraid of being hated, anyway, you have enough hats to eat. More, what are you afraid of?"

   On the bench, Jerry Sloan was roaring in a low voice, like an angry old lion.

   "Got it." The postman replied in a low voice.

   "Also, Old K played a whole quarter. He should have a rest in the next quarter. You can continue to play and get some points back." Jerry Sloan added.

   "OK." The postman nodded.

   But it didn't. At the beginning of the second quarter, Pharaoh stood up from the bench.

  Because of the huge score advantage, Danny Ainge wanted him to take a break, but he refused. The Jazz definitely wanted to chase the points. He wanted to play to avoid this result, and directly broke the Jazz in two quarters, so that they could not come back today.

   As long as you win this game and get the match point, the result of the Western Finals will basically be decided, and the hard work is worth it.

"damn it!"

  Jerry Sloan saw Wang Tiejun stand up again, is this not going to let the Sir and the others live?

   The second quarter started, and the Jazz attacked.

   "Come in, postman."

  Pharaoh confronted the postman, and when he saw the other side pulling outside, he quickly waved and shouted.

  The postman felt a kind of humiliation. Damn old K, are you bullying my low post-hitting skills?

   But he has to admit that his low post back-playing skills are really not enough under the defense of Old K.

   "Go in!"

   Seeing the postman pulled outside again, Jerry Sloan on the sidelines roared in anger.

  The postman had no choice but to run back to the restricted area.

   "Okay, here it is, you can ask for the ball." Pharaoh blocked the postman on the left line of the paint area and said in a commanding tone.

"To shut up!"

  Infuriated, the postman gave a dark elbow, which temporarily stopped Pharaoh's trash talk.

   At this time, Stockton's ball came down. He stuck Old K with his left elbow and stretched out his right hand to catch the ball.

   "Boom!"

  Pharaoh pushed his chest forward and gave the postman an elbow.

  The postman groaned from the pain of his elbow, and the ball almost dropped, he hurried up with both hands, and jumped forward with both feet at the same time, only then did he control the ball.

   "Boom..."

   Next, he started to dribble by hitting Wang Tiejun.

   "Di!"

   The referee's whistle rang, and he pointed at the postman and made an illegal gesture.

  The postman was dumbfounded, what rule did I violate? Neither walking nor turning wrists, am I breaking the rules?

   When he saw the referee pat his shoulder, he realized that it was illegal to lean on his side and scolded fiercely: "Damn K-law!"

"Hahaha…"

  Barkley was laughing madly on the livestream.

  Bill Wharton was also laughing so hard that he was speechless.

  Buzz Felton laughed: "The victims of the K-law, this season, it has now been proved that this law is not just the old K, but all the low-post players."

At this time, Barkley laughed and shouted: "Come on, old K is only limited, but he violated the law very few times. According to statistics, he violated the K law no more than five times throughout the season, three or four times. ."

Bill Walton said at this time: "I don't know if Coach Jerry Sloan has considered it. Now that the entire league counts, how many players have the strength to play the old K in the low post? How many players dare to play the old K in the low post? "

   This question surprised Barkley and Buss Felton.

   They thought, eh, it seems that there are not many.

   Barkley immediately shouted excitedly: "Let's talk about the three super centers first, David Robinson seldom beats the old king, he always hits the old king in the face.

  Ewing, the number of times he hit the old king with the back is quite small. Usually, he is facing the basket.

  Big dream, there are also old kings from behind, but they mainly use his pace to shake off old kings and then face the basket to attack, and there are very few real back fights.

   Calculating, among the three super centers, very few can really beat the old king. In most cases, they choose to play the old king with the face basket. "

  Bus Felton nodded and said: "Yes, this is the case. Old K's defensive barrier is too big, even if he doesn't jump, as long as he stands there, it is very difficult to shoot from his head.

  If there is a center in the league who regularly backs the old K, there is only one big guy, and he is…”

   "Big shark." The three said in unison.

   Buckley shook his head and smiled: "It definitely doesn't include the postman anyway."

"Faced with the old K's defense, the postman's height is almost the same, and he will be killed. Moreover, his mobility is not as good as the old K's, and his elbows can't deal with the old K. When he hits the old K, he usually uses the pick-and-roll shot. ” Bill Wharton said.

   At this time, the Suns missed the attack, the Jazz grabbed the rebound and started to attack, and the Postman played the old K in the low back again.

   He dribbled the ball and arched his back twice. He didn't move the first time he made the first shot, and when he made the second shot, Pharaoh hit him with an iron mountain, but instead bumped him forward and almost made a mistake.

   He had to pass the ball to Russell, who was in touch, and then get it back after a transition.

   "He fouled!" Jerry Sloan yelled.

The linesman next to him didn't care. This is the home court of the Jazz, but you can't blow it. Just now, K's feet didn't move, and there was no extra movement on his elbows and shoulders. It was just his chest that exerted force. This is normal. The confrontation, how can there be a foul?

   The ball was back in the Postman's hands, this time with just a cam, then immediately rolled over for a jumper.

   His jumping ability is just average. In addition, his knee is injured and his tonnage is too large, so he can't jump at all, so the height of this shot is very limited.

"Snapped!"

  Pharaoh's figure became violent, and he fished the ball from the sky with one hand.

   "Shet!"

   At this moment, including the postman, countless people on the Jazz side couldn't help but curse.

  Jerry Sloan reluctantly spread his hands, he had nothing to do, his core was directly suppressed by the opponent's core, all kinds of crushing, how to fight?

   "Haha..." Barkley laughed again.

Bill Wharton said with a smile: "Seriously, the postman's back-hitting skills are really average, tonnage strength, high bouncing wingspan, etc., are at a disadvantage in front of old K, and the result of back-hitting old K is really not too good. He's good at face-to-the-basket, mid-range shooting, or what he's good at."

  Bus Felton said: "This is the seventh big cap of the old K. If the Jazz continue to emphasize the low post attack, the old K will have at least 10 big caps today."

Sir    swallowed the big hat again, the morale that had just recovered was hit again, and the attack was driven outside again, and he did not dare to approach the paint area.

"Snapped!"

   In the 7th minute of the second quarter, Wang Tiejun seized the opportunity to send a block again, one step away from the paint area, and let the postman who shot after the pick-and-roll swallow another cap and got the 8th big cap of the game.

   "Postman, you will be safer if you go further." He capped the opponent, and he continued to attack the opponent's psychology with trash talk.

   In the 11th minute, the Jazz played a pick-and-roll at a high post. He found the Postman again, rushed to the top of the arc, and slapped the postman's shot to cap.

   "Tell you to go farther, farther away, it's safer to go beyond the three-point line." Pharaoh's trash talk came again.

   "Go away!"

   After swallowing several hats and being spammed with trash talk, the postman was about to faint. If it wasn't for Old K standing in front of him, he wouldn't be able to bear it.

   At the end of the second quarter, the score difference was 20 points, and the Jazz's morale had dropped to the bottom. Many fans took advantage of the opportunity to release water and never returned. When the second half started, the stadium was half empty.

   In the 8th minute of the third quarter, Pharaoh sent the 10th big cap, and then the Suns counterattacked. Kobe Bryant succeeded in a fast break and widened the difference to 27 points.

   At this time, the Jazz called a timeout again.

   The game has been played so far, and all the Jazz are calling timeouts, and the Suns have not called a single timeout.

  Jerry Sloan doesn't intend to give up the game. It's the home court that he doesn't want to give up. If he loses this game, the Suns will get match point. The Jazz have almost no strength or chance to pull back, and a season of hard work will be in vain.

   He knew that the chance to pull it back today is actually very small, almost none. With such a big point difference, the Suns are in high spirits, and the Jazz have no morale, but he still wants to give it a try. What if there is a reversal?

   But at this time, a staff member found him with a statistical table. He looked at it and froze for five seconds. The air in his heart dissipated like a burst balloon.

   "Lol, let the substitute come on, you are in command." He shoved the data sheet to assistant coach Lol, and sat down on the bench in disappointment.

   "Almost four pairs?"

  Lorle looked at the data sheet, his mouth opened wide, and then he understood why Jerry Sloan, who has always been strong, gave up the game at home.

   On the Suns' bench, the crowd was so excited, everyone seemed to have been beaten with blood.

  Pharaoh was holding a statistics table, his hands were shaking, four-double, he is about to hit a four-double? He hasn't tried this thing yet. It should taste good, right?

   "It must be taken down, this record must be taken down."

   "Yes, a quadruple-double, the fifth quadruple-double in league history, the first quadruple-double in the playoffs, the first quadruple-double in the playoffs!"

   "It's just one assist, definitely a quadruple-double!"

  From the coaches to the players, from Colangelo Jr. to the staff, all have the same attitude and get a quadruple-double.

  The TNT live broadcast was very lively, because the three Barkleys were discussing the four-double that Pharaoh was about to get.

"what?"

   Barkley, who got the statistics first, was shocked when he saw it.

"how?"

   The other two were surprised.

  Buckley glanced at the two of them, shook his head, and said with an unbelievable expression on his face, "You must never have imagined how terrifying the data in my hands is."

   "Tell us quickly." The two said urgently.

   "OKOKOK!"

  Barkley put away his incredible expression and replaced it with a very excited expression, shouting: "Listen, 26 points, 13 rebounds, 9 assists, 2 steals and 10 blocks..."

"what?"

  Bill Wharton was stunned.

   "Unbelievable, I didn't expect that it was possible for Old K to hit a quadruple-double today. No, as long as he continues to play, a quadruple-double is certain." Barkley exclaimed excitedly.

   "With this quadruple-double, Old K is the fifth person in history on the quadruple-double data list, and at the same time the first person in history. Wow, it must feel great!" Bill Walton said with envy and hatred.

   "What is the fifth man in the history of quadruple-doubles? Old K is the first man in the history of quadruple-doubles when he gets a quadruple-double. The gold content of the playoffs is much higher than that of the regular season." Barkley shouted.

   "Yes, yes..." The other two nodded in agreement at the same time.

   "Old K is almost four pairs?"

"how is this possible?"

"real or fake?"

   "Has no one hit a quadruple double in the playoffs yet?"

   "God, did you wear the Suns' No. 33 jersey today?"

   At this time, countless fans in front of the TV were stunned.

   "Four pairs?"

  O'Neal in front of the TV was stunned, old K, do you want to show off like this?

   "Four pairs, how is that possible?"

   Jordan in front of the TV was also stunned. This is a statistic that he could not imagine. It was very difficult for him to triple-double in the playoffs. So far, he has scored triple-doubles in the playoffs twice.

   "Wow, Brother Tiejun is going to cut four pairs?" Phoenix, Pharaoh's home, Dayao shouted excitedly.

The glider next to   , Lei Gong, Hu Weidong, etc. were also very excited and happy, only Da Meng kept shaking his head with an unbelievable look on his face.

   "Hakim, old K can't play 5*5, but this playoff four-legged can offset your regular season 5*5 data." Glider turned his head and said.

   "This guy, what a lucky day!"

  Dameng had to express his conviction. He also played a quadruple-double in the regular season. He hadn't tried it in the playoffs yet.

   In the CCTV live broadcast booth, Su Qun said excitedly: "One more time to block and it will break the record."

Zhang Lili, who looked very excited, laughed, as if he had picked up a golden mountain, handed over the statistics sheet in his hand, shook his head and smiled: "Xiaosu, look, look, you only notice the cover, you Look at the other stats, a quadruple-double is one assist away."

"what?"

  Su Qun was shocked, and quickly took a look at the statistics table. With a bang, he punched the table, which made him excited and a little lost.

  The data sheet in his hand shows that Wang Tiejun made 10 of 14 shots, 6 of 8 free throws, scored 26 points, 13 rebounds, 9 assists, 2 steals, 10 blocks, 2 turnovers and 3 fouls, only one short of a quadruple-double.

  The league has only produced four quadruples in total now, all of which are regular season data, and there is no quadruple double in the playoffs. If Old K gets this quadruple double, his status in the league will definitely improve.

   At this time, on the hanging screen, Wang Tiejun's data was displayed.

   "Wow, it's almost a quadruple pair?"

   "God, don't let him type, or we'll be the background board."

   There are still half of the home fans. They were surprised for a while, and then they started talking about it. With one attitude, Pharaoh must never make a quadruple-double.

   "Four pairs! Four pairs! Four pairs..."

   And thousands of away fans shouted in surprise when they saw this data.

   But at this time, Barkley stared at the screen hesitantly and said, "No way, the Jazz are going to be on the bench?"

   "What?" Bill Wharton and Felton were surprised.

   "Old K, don't worry about them, just go straight up and get this quad-double as a substitute. If you miss this opportunity, there will be no next time." Barkley said anxiously.

  Bill Walton also nodded again and again. With this kind of data, who cares about whether you are the main force or the substitute, and you can still take it as a substitute.

   In the CCTV live broadcast booth, the excited Su Qun saw a group of Jazz substitutes taking off their training suits. Are they ready to play? He quickly counted, damn, there are actually five people?

   "No way, what do you want to do with five substitutes at this time?" he exclaimed in surprise.

After    Zhang responded rationally, he sighed and said, "What else can I do? Give up the game."

   "Oh, hold on a little longer, sir, I beg you?" Su Qun said anxiously.

   "Jazz has a bit of morale. He was beaten to pieces by the Iron Army's ten caps. It's pointless to hold on."

   Zhang Lili sighed again and analyzed: "Today, the Suns won the game by relying on defense and not relying on the offense of the Iron Army. The Jazz should be convinced that they lost, it is reasonable to give up the game, and it is completely meaningless to continue playing."

  Suqun scolded: "Sir, you are too despicable!"

   Zhang Lili said: "The game is abandoned at this time. If the Jazz do this, the league may not be satisfied, and it will affect the ratings!"

   He was also right. At this time, Stern was very unhappy, very unhappy.

Finally someone had a chance to play a quadruple-double in the playoffs, but the Jazz gave up the game. .

   On the bench of the Suns, seeing the situation on the Jazz side, disappointment and anger erupted.

   "Old K, keep going, don't pass up such a good opportunity." Lightning said angrily.

   "Old K, come on, come on, come on, leave them alone." Kobe roared.

   "Yes, old K, let's go." Kidd and Rasheed Wallace and other teammates also joined in.

   "That's right, old K, there is only one assist left. Next time you want to hit such a statistic, you may not have a chance." Danny Ainge, as the head coach, also expressed his support for Pharaoh to continue playing.

  Pharaoh is very angry, four-double in the playoffs, I don't want to let me take such data, why? Don't even try to stop me, the king of heaven, I have decided this data today.

   His neck stiffened and he blurted out: "Go on, Chamberlain scored 100 points in a single game, and I also scored four doubles."

   "Yes, that's it." Everyone encouraged in unison.

   "Old K wants to continue playing?"

   When he saw Wang Tiejun preparing to play, the Jazz was shocked, the fans in the audience were shocked, the commentators in the live broadcast booths were also surprised, and the countless fans in front of the TV were also surprised.

   "Despicable, old K, you brush!"

   Immediately, a Jazz fan stood up and roared at Pharaoh.

   "Brushes! Brushes! Brushes..."

   More and more home fans scolded and put pressure on Pharaoh.

   The postman and other main group of jazz also stood up and looked at the old king dissatisfied.

   "Four pairs! Four pairs..."

  Thousands of away fans began to support Pharaoh and kept shouting.

   "Old K, I support you."

   In the TNT live broadcast booth, Barkley raised his fist and roared excitedly.

   In the CCTV live broadcast, Zhang Lili and Su Qun laughed.

Zhang Lili said with a smile: "That's right, don't care if they give up or not, the data will be taken first. It's only one assist, the fans will only remember the great playoff quad-double, who cares if you get an assist? How big is it? What's the matter?"

   "Is an assist also called a brush?" Su Qun laughed excitedly.

   "Haha..." The two laughed.

   Old Wang glanced at the audience with disdain, and said disdainfully: "I have settled on this data today, it is useless to come here."

"superior!"

   Danny Anji pushed Pharaoh onto the court.

   "Shhh!"

   Seeing that Pharaoh was finally on the field, a huge boo burst out.

"what!"

  The away fans expressed their support for Lao Wang with cheers.

"coach?"

  The postman and others looked at Jerry Sloan sitting on the bench.

  Sloan's face was ugly, and his eyes closed, indicating that he didn't care.

   "Sit down, there is only one assist left, and you can't stop him even if you go up." Lore said helplessly.

   "Damn old K!" The postman cursed angrily and sat down in extreme depression.

   He also figured it out, going up as a background board and letting Old K get a four-double with his strength, it is better to sit down and let Old K's four-double be more or less flawed.

   "Clap clap clap..."

  New York, David Stern laughed and clapped his palms when he saw Old K play under pressure and strive for a quadruple-double.

   In his opinion, this is not called a brush at all, it is just an assist. If the old K gives up, it is stupid and no brains.

This is not 40+, 50+ scoring data in a single game. There is no precedent like this before, and there may be no later data. Although it is only a single game, it is too rare. The only one in the past 50 years is the football The hard honor of the foot, if the old K gives up, he will be very disappointed.

  The super giants like Jordan and Da Meng in front of the TV had a very complicated mood at this time. If Old K took this data, they would have another honor on their heads.

But they don't think that the old K is brushing the data. For them, whoever is inferior is stupid. This is not a data record that can be copied in general. This is a four-double in the playoffs, the only one in history, and it is full of pure gold. If you miss it once, there may never be another time. Based on this data, the historical status of the old K can definitely be raised a lot.

"brush!"

   Delta State Center Arena, just 89 seconds later, after receiving Wang Tiejun's ball, Robert Horry made an open jumper and hit a three-pointer, allowing Pharaoh to get his 10th assist.

"yeah!"

   At this moment, thousands of away fans, the Suns players on the bench, and the Suns players on the court cheered, and the game had to be suspended.

   On the contrary, the remaining half of the home fans got up and left the field early.

  Wang Tiejun walked off the court surrounded by his teammates, alone received the cheers of thousands of Suns fans, and waved his thanks to the fans in front of the TV through the cameras of various TV stations.

   The next game is the time for substitutes, but Gao Chao has passed, the result of the game is doomed, and the attention is not high.

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