NBA Backer King Chapter 438

   "Tie Jun, we're here to eat again."

While    was chatting, Zhang Lili and Su Qun came over.

   "Welcome, but there is no arrangement at home, let's go to the martial arts hall to eat together." Lao Wang said.

   "Then let's go, go there early to help, rubbing is rubbing rice, my old Zhang never eats it for nothing." Zhang Heli hurriedly urged.

   A group of people came to the martial arts hall and sat down at the dinner table after a bit of work.

   "Tie Jun, do you know the news about Zheng Haixia?" Lao Zhang said while eating.

   "Oh, I really haven't inquired about it. How is it? It's not bad, right?" He asked quickly.

   "In 28 games, he averaged 9.3 points and 4.4 rebounds per game, with a shooting percentage of 61.8%, the first player in the WNBA league in shooting percentage, and also won the Best Athlete's Demeanor Award." Lao Zhang said.

   "Not bad." Old Wang said.

   Dayao said at this time: "My mother used to take care that Sister Zheng borrowed shoes for me. At that time, I couldn't buy shoes that fit my feet, and I didn't find any relationship when I bought them from abroad."

"Really? In the past, when Zheng Haixia was just playing basketball, he was barefoot and didn't have such big shoes. There was a woodworker on the single worker who made her a pair of wooden shoes with waste basketball leather. That's how they came here. , the conditions are quite difficult." Zhang Lili said.

  Pharaoh remembered Zheng Haixia's knee and asked with concern, "How is her health?"

Zhang Lili shook his head and said, "Not very good. The knee surgery performed in China a few years ago was not very good. Now it is often swollen. There are many broken bones in it that have not been cleaned, and some steel nails have been punched in. I guess she insists in a few years."

   "Has she returned to China now?" Pharaoh asked.

   "No, I'm going to check it in the United States. Tie Jun, do me a favor and let her go to Dr. Carter's place to have a look?" Zhang Heli said.

   "I said it when I returned to China in 1993. It's been four years, and it's been four years since the operation. Are you looking for me now?"

   Old Wang shook his head and said, "You let her come, I'll make arrangements for her."

"Isn't it unconditional? There are so many injured athletes in the country, who do you ask them to arrange? Where is the money? Not to mention foreign exchange, which is even more impossible. You can help arrange a doctor here, and it is impossible for you to take it. Money?" Zhang Lili said.

"That is."

  Pharaoh nodded, he couldn't do it all, his arms and legs were too small to do it all.

  After dinner, about seven o'clock, a group of people returned to Lao Wang's house.

   That night, the Bulls fought the Knicks, and the two sides entered overtime without a winner after four quarters.

   "Good guy, O'Neal is really working hard tonight, scoring 36 points and 13 rebounds, shooting 57%, and also sending 6 big blocks on the defensive end, he must be stimulated by the old K." Da Meng laughed.

   Glider shook his head and said, "The Sharks don't have the physical strength of Old K, and their defensive performance is not as good as Old K. Now that they have entered overtime, the situation must be in favor of the Bulls."

   Lao Hu said with admiration: "Jordan also scored 36 points, 9 rebounds, 7 assists and 3 steals. How can he be so good at his age?"

   "Peak, this old monster is still in its prime." The glider looked a little serious.

He was crushed by Jordan for a lifetime, and Lin Laocai seized two opportunities in the Suns and Mosaic to pull back two games, especially when the Suns swept the Bulls, which made him feel bad about Jordan. It's a bad feeling, but now I admire this old guy a little. At this age, he can still maintain such a state, as expected of Michael Jordan.

"Old K, the media are talking about today, you and him are now evenly splitting the world, East and West are fighting for hegemony, old K, tell yourself, how long can Jordan continue to fight like this? Do you think he keeps this state because of medicated baths and medicated oils? The reason?" Da Meng asked.

Pharaoh said: "I don't know how long it will last. His physique is already the top of the top. The medicated bath and medicated oil have a certain maintenance effect. By the way, there is also a young chicken. This stuff Jordan consumes a lot and can slow down the body's deterioration. senescence…"

   "Really immortal?" Both the big dream and the glider looked in disbelief.

"Believe it or not, when you eat it when you are 100 years old, I promise you will believe it. Look at those big Hollywood stars, which one of them doesn't eat often now? Do you think they are stupid, they will consume it often if it doesn't work? ?" Old Wang said disdainfully.

   "There is no proof that Hollywood stars are not fools," said Da Meng.

   Lao Wang was startled, big dream, are you trying to offend all Hollywood stars? He sighed: "Da Meng, I'm really worried about your IQ."

   "You, a primary school student, are qualified to despise my IQ?" Da Meng said disdainfully.

   "Besides, I'm a primary school student, I'm in a hurry with you!" Old Wang said angrily.

   "Haha..." Everyone laughed.

   Old Wang scolded and said: "What's the matter, this time I go back to Qinghua University for further studies and go to graduate school."

   was joking, overtime started.

If, as Glider said, O'Neal finally couldn't hold on to his physical strength. The first three shots were handed over to him, but he couldn't move. Two throws and one hook were missed. The Bulls took the opportunity to counterattack and made a wave. A six-to-zero offense, then no more.

  In this way, the Bulls won the Eastern Conference finals with a big score of 3 to 1. The G5 battle will return to the United Center, and the home game has an advantage, so in fact, it is difficult for the Knicks to get back after losing this game.

   After the game, as a friend, Pharaoh made a phone call to O'Neal to comfort the fat man.

   "Shark, didn't you tell me to wait for you? I wanted to wait for you, but you are useless yourself! Remember, don't call yourself a giant beast in the future, I can't afford to be ashamed of that."

   "Old K, you bastard!"

   "Fatty, I'm waiting for you in Phoenix, and I've prepared tickets for the finals for you. Come on, watch me on the sidelines and watch how I kill Jordan. You also want to learn some experience. It's too wasteful to lose the face of our behemoth."

   "You bastard, old K, go to hell!" O'Neal pinched the phone angrily.

"Ha ha…"

   On May 27th, the Western Conference finals G5 battle.

   In the morning, Wilkins returned to Phoenix from Salt Lake City and was admitted to the hospital for further observation. Pharaoh invited a group of teammates to visit the hospital.

   But at night, Wilkins still appeared in the audience at the American West Arena, and he wanted to watch the team reach the finals with his own eyes.

   At eight o'clock, the game starts.

  Wang Tiejun maintained the style of the previous game, made greater investment on the defensive end, and hoped to win more smoothly.

  The Jazz have returned to their previous style, no longer rushing to the basket with explosives, focusing on pick-and-rolls, looking for opportunities for vacant dislocations on the outside.

  In the end, 91:109, the Suns defeated the Jazz at home, eliminated their opponents, and reached the finals with a big score of 4-1.

  Pharaoh made 12 of 19 shots, 63.1% from the field, 10 of 16 free throws, 62.5% from the field, and scored 34 points, 21 rebounds, 7 assists, 1 steal, 6 blocks, 2 turnovers and 4 fouls in 45 minutes.

   After the game, in the TNT live booth, Barkley said: "This game, the Jazz is a battle of life and death, everyone played very hard and focused, but unfortunately they met the old K.

  Old K has now become a top offense and defense superstar, a big dream, this kind of strength is very terrifying, and he also has a group of good teammates. If you want to beat this Suns team, the Jazz are not qualified enough. "

Bill Walton took over the conversation and said: "Yes, in this game, Old K played a powerful low-post attack and controlled the rebound. The defense and Rasheed Wallace blocked the penalty area together, and the Suns also played outside. Had a good offense and hit open shots a lot."

  Bus Felton said: "Having a top-level offensive and defensive behemoth in the low post, and this behemoth can play an all-round and extremely efficient performance within 48 minutes. This is really, really cheating!"

Bill Walton nodded and said: "I have to screw O'Neal out again to compare. If O'Neal has the physical strength of Old K and can play top offensive and defensive performance in the whole game like Old K, then the Knicks have a better chance than the Bulls. to the finals."

   Barkley said: "The Postman scored 35 points today, but the shooting percentage was only 44%. This is the main reason for the loss of the Jazz. The difference in the offensive efficiency of the core of the two teams is too great."

   Having said that, he added: "As of this season, the Postman's shooting percentage in the regular season is 51.6%, and the playoffs are 46.3%, which is 5.3 percentage points lower. The playoff performance is not as good as the regular season.

  If the Postman wants to win the championship, he has to change that and make himself a real superstar, a playoff superstar. "

   Bill Walton dismantled Barkley and said, "But Charles, your playoff hit rate is also lower than the regular season!"

   "Haha..." Basfelton laughed.

  Barkley said angrily: "My shooting percentage in the playoffs is more than 50%, and the gap with the regular season is not as big as that of the postman."

Bill Walton smiled and nodded: "Charles is 54.1% in the regular season and 51.3% in the playoffs, which is equivalent to the regular season efficiency of the Postman. He is indeed more efficient than the Postman. The Postman's offensive area is too far out. "

   On the scene, after the game, the eliminated Jazz did not leave immediately, but sat on the bench, all at a loss.

  The Postman and Stockton sat together, wiping away sweat and glancing at the Suns who were celebrating, and the sound of those celebrations made them feel very harsh.

   They all felt strong this year. Even though the Suns won 73 games, they still felt that they had hope of reaching the finals, but they were eliminated 1-4 at the end. Such a big gap made them unacceptable.

  The postman felt a panic in his heart. It has been twelve years and twelve years of fighting. This year, he only touched the floor of the Western Conference Finals for the first time, but this result was really unacceptable.

   Feeling very hot in his eye sockets, as if something was about to flow out, afraid of being seen by others, he quickly covered his face with the towel in his hand.

   "Brother, we'll come again next year." Stockton's voice sounded next to him.

   "Next year? Is there any hope for next year?"

  The postman couldn't see any hope at all when he thought of the beast that made him fail and humiliate.

   "There must be hope, the Suns won't be strong forever, neither is old K." Although Stockton looks far less strong than the Postman, he is stronger than the Postman at heart.

   On the other side, after a group of Pharaohs celebrated, they were being interviewed by reporters.

   "Old K, how confident are you against the Bulls in the finals?" a reporter asked.

   "As big as the Pacific Ocean is, so is my confidence," he said with a smile.

   "Haha..." The teammates next to him burst out laughing.

   "Old K, what advantages do you think the Suns have against the Bulls?" a reporter asked.

  Pharaoh said without thinking: "Jordan's Bulls haven't found a top center in recent years, maybe they don't have the space to accommodate such a center at all, otherwise the big dream will have a chance to go to Chicago.

   Even Barkley, as far as I know, is willing to go to Chicago. The three of them are on the same show and are good friends.

  If Jordan can gather a pair of top insiders, then the Bulls have a chance to beat us. "

   When some reporters heard this, they immediately went to Dameng to conduct interviews.

   "Hakim, old K said you were willing to go to Chicago to help Michael, is that true?"

   "Oh, we and Michael are very good friends, if there is a chance, yes, we do." Big dream nodded, he and Barkley did reveal the idea to old K.

   If they had a chance in the offseason last year, they would not refuse it, but this opportunity is not there. How could the Bulls have space for them? What they thought at the time was to get a big contract for the elderly, and it was impossible to go to the Bulls to get a basic salary.

   As for the future, that is impossible. When he finishes this contract, it is estimated that Jordan will soon retire, and Barkley will be a commentator after finishing next year's contract.

   An hour later, the Suns' post-game press conference was held as scheduled. The scene was very hot, the media gathered, and a large number of machines were placed in the forefront.

   "Old K, in this finals, how high do you think the Suns have the chance to win the championship?" The reporter who first asked the question was a reporter from the Washington Post.

   "The Suns' win rate against the Bulls in the finals is 100%. We have absolute psychological advantages and absolute strength, so we also have absolute confidence to defeat the Bulls."

  Pharaoh used one "100%" and three "absolutes" in a row to express his confidence in the finals.

   "Do you think your attitude will not cause psychological pressure on your teammates?" the reporter asked.

Pharaoh glanced at Lightning, who shrugged and said with a smile, "Do you know what Kevin is going to do after he retires? He is going to run for president of the United States, so don't ask my teammates if they have any psychological pressure. "

"Oh!"

   Before he could finish his sentence, all the reporters below made a sensation.

   "Lightning, is what old K said true?"

   "Kevin, are you serious?"

   Many reporters asked loudly.

  Lightning smiled helplessly and gave Pharaoh an elbow. What are you talking nonsense about, I just want to be a governor, not the White House.

   "Old K is right, everyone has to have a dream, what if it comes true?" he said with a smile.

   "Oh hoo!"

   "Kevin, support you, I will vote for you."

   "Kevin, which party are you from?"

   "Kevin, you are the greatest player in the NBA."

   The reporters below shouted.

The next day, the news that the Suns eliminated the Jazz was suppressed by the news that Kevin Johnson was going to run for president. For a time, Lightning's name was very bright. It was known all over the world that a guy from the NBA Suns was going to run for president. .

  Lightning's mobile phone and home phone were all blown up by reporters. There was no way to do so. After unplugging the electric panel and unplugging the phone line, it was considered quiet.

   But his wife's cell phone rang again. It turned out that his agent couldn't find him and called his wife's cell phone.

   "Kevin, congratulations, future Mr. President, you have a lot of sponsors looking for you, you're going to make a lot of money, I promise it's bigger than your last contract.

   In addition, there are quite a few TV shows looking for you, if you really plan to run for president, this is a good publicity opportunity, haha! "

   Lightning was stunned for a moment, is this okay? Then I have to thank the old K?

   A phone call to Lao K, Lao Wang and Da Meng and the others were playing in the fighting hall. After getting the news, they were all happy for him.

   "Kevin, come here at noon, I'm going to hold a temporary celebration party at noon in the fighting hall, to celebrate our reaching the finals, and then to celebrate your election for president."

   "Haha, wait, we'll go in a while."

   At eleven o'clock in the morning, the Lightning family ran to the fighting hall. When they arrived, Kobe's car just arrived.

   "Dear Mr. President, Mrs. No. 1, hello." Kobe greeted him seriously after getting off the car, and gave a gentleman's salute.

   "Go away!" Lightning cursed with a smile.

   "Hey, our Mr. President..."

   As he was talking, Horry's car arrived, and there were several cars behind, all of them from the Suns, shouting one by one.

   "It's so fragrant, what kind of delicious food did Old K make?" At this time, Kobe sniffed, and his saliva secreted vigorously.

   At this time, Old Wang turned around from the back of the Fighting Hall training hall, beckoned and shouted, "Come to the back, I made a few roasted whole lambs today, which are almost ready to eat."

   "Oh hoo, there's something delicious, hurry up."

   "Old K, do you have any wine?"

   Everyone cheered and ran to the back in a swarm.

   "Daddy, let's hurry up."

   "Hurry up, you won't be able to catch up if you're late, and the uncles will eat it up."

   Lightning's children sprinted behind them and shouted anxiously.

   A large group of people came to the open space at the back. There were eight barbecue grills in a row. Eight of the sheep were roasted to golden brown.

   "Do it yourself." Old Wang greeted.

   "Oh hoo!"

  The crowd cheered and rushed up, the knife-wielding knife, the plate-to-plate.

  No need to say hello from the old king, Da Meng has already transformed into a cook, waving a sharp knife to cut mutton, and the glider next to him is holding a plate with one hand and stuffing slices of meat into his mouth from time to time with the other.

   "Can you eat slowly, and you're not afraid of being scalded? Leave me a few slices." Da Meng stared at him with rage.

   "Can't you cut faster? I don't have enough to eat." The glider said with a smile.

   "Let's change positions." Da Meng said.

   "No, hurry up, that guy from Barkley is coming, we won't leave him." Glider laughed.

   "Glider, you are great! Get out of the way, the rest of the meat is mine."

  Buckley's voice came from behind, the guy arrived just in time, grabbed the plate from the glider's hand, and pushed him aside.

  These three old guys, after a season, except for the big dream, the other two are out of shape. Barkley is no different from a pig.

   Dayao also took a knife, cut a lot of meat, and gave it to Lightning's children.

   He is still a big kid, playing with a few kids, laughing and laughing, looking quite happy.

   "This meat is delicious, better than kebab."

   "The outside is coke and the inside is tender and fragrant!"

   "Follow old K and don't worry about eating and drinking."

   Everyone complimented while eating.

   Pharaoh greeted at the table: "The wine is ready, everyone come and get it by yourself."

   "I want to drink a little, the barbecue goes well with wine." Lightning ran over with a smile.

   Everyone poured a cup, and Pharaoh raised the cup and shouted: "Come, for the finals, for the president's dream of Lightning, let's toast."

   "Haha, cheers!"

  The crowd laughed and toasted.

   "Hey hey, wait a minute." Someone suddenly shouted.

Chapter end