Sports medicine starts with the Sun Miracle Doctor

Chapter 232 Not easy

The sneakers scraped against the floor, making a sharp sound. In the stands, cheers, boos, and exclamations were mixed together, making it as noisy as a radio that was not tuned correctly.

There are also shouts and reminders from teammates, which are mixed with the voices of opponents, and it is difficult to distinguish them.

But more importantly, it was his own heavy breathing.

All these sounds, intertwined together, made Kobe's head feel so noisy.

He blinked, and the sweat from his forehead flowed into his eyes. The raw, salty, and stinging feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Kobe tried his best to cheer up, ignoring his chest that was about to explode, trying his best to distinguish, and chased the figure in front of him.

The other party stopped.

Kobe pulled his body back suddenly, and the two collided. He could even smell the same odor of sweat on the other's body as his own.

Controlling his body's center of gravity, Kobe tried his best to use the feeling from the physical contact to rely on an instinct to discern the opponent's movements at the next moment.

Don't they always say they don't pass the ball?

There were crowds of people, and from the corner of his eye, Kobe caught a golden figure rushing out.

Inexplicably, there is a relaxed feeling in my heart.

With his feet on the ground, Kobe immediately turned his head and looked around, just in time to see the basketball set off a net.

They can't say that. They want to win, especially want to win, and they have worked very hard, but why the hell can't they make those balls?

And O'Neal, what is he doing? Can't he defend harder? Didn't he see that Olajuwon has been covering for his opponents? Doesn't he care about losing?

Oh, and Vanessa.

In the gap, Ewing stuffed the ball.

Especially in the second half, after falling behind by 13 points, before every shot, he couldn't help but think about what if the shot didn't go in.

The next moment, Horry also fell to the ground, trying to get the ball.

He defended so well. He played six games and has never been so good.

Ewing tried his best to turn around, and when he hugged the basketball, he couldn't control himself and fell to the ground.

Kobe turned his head and used the corner of his eye to look for a familiar figure.

Trailing by 8 points in the first quarter.

Anyway, even if I don’t make mistakes, I can’t seem to win.

Just then, a hand appeared in view.

Stealed!

He lowered his waist and opened a little space with his shoulders. Based on instinct, Kobe rushed out with the ball.

But Kobe didn't hear clearly. Deep in his heart, a kind of panic began to spread uncontrollably.

What to do if you lose.

Beside him, Hardaway followed him like a shadow, his arm annoyingly always blocking his body.

Kobe's hands and feet instantly became cold.

Without thinking much, he flicked his hand and passed the basketball.

What she said was that after winning today, she wanted to celebrate with herself, so she would just sit on the sidelines.

Maybe I can score one more goal and win the game in the end.

When the ball was put together and he was about to shoot, Kobe felt that Hardaway's center of gravity had been deceived, but he did not make a move by mistake. Instead, he used the corner of his eye to look for his teammates.

He's going to take action!

Kobe gritted his teeth and jumped.

Panic began to spread inside me.

Hardaway has posted it.

"Fake!"

But before he had time to look further, the ball had already flown over.

Marion came out of nowhere, reached out and poked the basketball, and the basketball changed its direction.

Kobe knew he had to focus on the game, but he just couldn't control it.

Emergency stops, pullbacks, changes in rhythm, Kobe tried hard to get rid of Hardaway, but couldn't get rid of him.

Kobe cursed hard in his heart. The feeling of powerlessness that he tried his best but could not stop, and then everything he did was in vain, was quickly eroding him.

The soreness of the calf made this jump a little incomplete. In the field of vision, there were only the raised arms and the basketball that came out of the hand.

One mistake, a fatal one.

From the corner of his eye, Jackson standing on the sidelines lost his usual elegance and calmness. He waved his arms in annoyance and yelled something on the court.

What if a teammate has a better position.

All I could hear were the sighs of regret coming from the stands.

What will the media say? Will they say that they failed to guard Hardaway, that their shooting percentage was too low, and that they failed to pass the ball well?

Kobe immediately ran to the backcourt and prepared to defend.

Trailing by 13 points at halftime.

So far, we are still 9 points behind.

And time is running out.

The 10-point difference is like an insurmountable gap that cannot be caught up no matter what.

There is no pause.

Hardaway made a change of pace, got rid of Kobe, and went straight to the basket. Facing O'Neal's defense, he jumped up but chose to pass the ball.

Look straight for the three-point line.

Kidd was empty. Kidd, who didn't shoot a 3-pointer in the game, chose to take a shot after catching the ball.

The basketball smashed into the frame.

Fatal 3 points!

At this moment, a huge sigh echoed in the stands.

On the sidelines, Jackson did not shout angrily, but closed his eyes in pain, losing!

As far away as Japan.

"Beautiful!" Chen Yu jumped up from the sofa excitedly.

This 3-pointer can be said to have killed all the Lakers' thoughts.

Originally, Kidd had already booked a shooting adjustment course in his sports laboratory, but now Chen Yu feels that he is simply a marksman.

Standing in front of the TV, looking at the Suns people who did not celebrate, but immediately returned to defense, Chen Yu had the feeling that everyone was gritting their teeth and fighting hard, trying their best.

At the same time, there is also a deep emotion.

Not easy.

At the beginning of the season, this Suns team was called an old, weak, and disabled team.

But such an old, weak, and disabled team managed to make it all the way to the Western Conference Finals and defeated the invincible Lakers in seven games.

I'm afraid only the Suns themselves know the hard work and effort involved.

Game time is running out.

With a 12-point difference, the Lakers had absolutely no hope of a comeback.

The Western Conference champion has been determined.

"Chen, congratulations, this year's championship is yours." Next to him, Condi Guglia had already begun to congratulate him.

Chen Yu waved his hand quickly: "Don't say that, the finals haven't even started yet."

That's what he said, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

The Magic work hard, Hill is very strong, and McGrady is very talented, but everyone can see that the Magic will never be a match for the Suns or the Lakers.

Beyond the Lakers, the Suns are the championship.

At this time, Andy Dunbar pushed the door open and entered.

"How's it going? What's the result of the game?" He first asked about the result.

Chen Yu gave a thumbs up.

Andy Dunbar's eyes lit up and he said in disbelief: "I really won!"

Those were the Lakers, the Lakers who had won two consecutive championships, and O'Neal, the invincible monster.

"Yes, we won." Chen Yu glanced at the TV for the last time. The game was over. On the court, Kobe stood in despair.

O'Neal, like everyone else, looked confused.

Three consecutive championships, a new dynasty belonging to the Lakers, no matter how reluctant it was, it was still crushed so coldly.

On the court, Hardaway and others, who had been depressed for the entire game, started celebrating unbridled.

Hardaway was surrounded, he raised his arms and shouted to the sky.

Chen Yu also noticed that on the periphery of the crowd, You Yin covered his face with his hands and cried uncontrollably.

No one wants this victory more than him.

Chen Yu took a deep breath and stepped forward to turn off the TV.

When Andy Dunbar comes over, he tells everyone to get ready to go.

"You think, if the Suns win, can we also be happy today and get a good start?" Chen Yu asked several people.

Several people looked at each other and shook their heads.

Contiguglia sighed: "Although I also want to do this, I really don't think it is possible."

Croatia, the Grid Army, the third runner-up last time!

Little Team America, win with nothing.

Chen Yu thought so too.

If Solar Energy beats the Lakers, it's because they are equally powerful.

The US team and Croatia are not teams of the same level at all.

Football is round, but strength is also important.

"It's okay, the important thing is to participate." Chen Yu smiled and patted Kandi Guglia.

After a simple meal, everyone immediately set off to Niigata Stadium.

The game will start at 2:30 p.m.

The local fans, or audiences, are still very considerate, and the attendance is okay.

But half an hour before the game, raindrops began to fall in the gloomy sky.

Chen Yu followed Arena and the others and went to check the rainfall.

"Fortunately, it's just light rain, so the game shouldn't be postponed." Andy Dunbar said.

Arena glanced at the turf from a distance, confirmed that the drainage system was working properly, and then warned: "Be sure to fully warm up."

No matter how good the drainage system is, problems can easily arise if the turf is slippery on rainy days and is not fully warmed up.

Chen Yu looked up at the sky, which was covered with clouds. He felt inexplicably worried, fearing that the rain would get heavier.

However, no one can control the weather, and it has the same impact on both teams.

All Chen Yu could do was pray that no one would get hurt today.

Whether it's the other party or yourself.

(End of this chapter)