NBA Tyrant

The score freezes, Magic 118:117 Heat.

"Hahahahahaha!" two

balls in a row, trying his best to successfully defend against the Heat's killer shot.

At this time, Howard, who was tired and paralyzed, heard the sound of the end of the game, and directly collapsed and lay on the floor in a large shape, laughing heartily from his mouth.

Thinking that he played for 40 minutes, O'Neill, who had been bearing the super-large tonnage, was devastated by hard hand-to-hand combat on the inside, and he not only carried it, but also won the final victory.

[This is the first time I've competed with a super-top superstar, and my idol, the league's No. 1 center, and the winner is me!]

"Huh~Ha~Huh~Ha~ I won! I won!"

Howard's eyes were half-open, and the thrill of winning was followed by an endless feeling of fatigue after laughing heartily, and at this time he just wanted to have a bed for himself to sleep in.

"Yaha~ Boss, these two key blocks are beautiful, we won!"

Nelson saw Howard's wonderful two blocks on the bench to finally set the win, and immediately climaxed with excitement.

When he saw Howard lying on the floor tiredly, he immediately ran over and came to Howard.

"Boss~ You are really too good, too man! I like it so much~mua~

" "Get out!" was

smiling and half-open his eyes to look at Howard at the top of the American Airlines Center arena, and suddenly saw a big face appear in front of him, and when he heard such a mother's words, he suddenly felt disgusted.

Howard directly pretended to slap it, so that Nelson subconsciously dodged, and after the big mouth was out of his sight, he lowered his arm again.

"Yahu! win!"

"Roar!Tyrant!Tyrant!

""Yohu~"

After being overtaken by 20 points, he finally won the game, and everyone on the Magic team, with the ups and downs of the game, is now only left with joy.

Everyone excitedly rushed around tonight's hero, their tyrant.

"Hahaha... Other... Don't press me, I don't have any strength now, I will be suffocated by you, help pull me up first!"

Seeing that his teammates were all around, and he looked like he wanted Mount Tai to be crushed, thinking of the example of being suffocated and dying by pressure he had seen before, Howard panicked and immediately stopped it.

[Dizzy, these few people who don't have the ability to see, now that I'm out of strength, if I am suppressed by a few of you, I will have to go to God, can't I see it!]

When he was pulled up by his teammates, Howard gave Nelson, Mobley and several people looked very disgusted, and hung his arms on the shoulders of Battier and Hill.

40 minutes of playing time, nearly 2 hours of play, has been with O'Neal, a monster at both ends of the offensive and defensive ends, the 19-year-old Howard can't imagine how he survived.

"Hey, little one, it's alright!" At

this moment, a hoarse voice came from the side.

Howard turned his head to look and saw O'Neill looking at him playfully.

"Big shark, I'm bad, don't you have a point in your own inside dominance! Besides, you're definitely more than 147 kilograms!"

Howard gave O'Neal a straight look on his face.

"Hahaha! Guess?"

Hearing Howard's words, I could tell that Howard was praising himself, and O'Neal, who had always eaten this way the most, was very comfortable in his heart, and his mood that was a little depressed because of the loss disappeared a lot in an instant.

"If you're in the era of the big four centers, then you really have it, haha, I guess everyone can rub you, but your talent and performance

show that your potential is even higher than when I was a rookie, tsk, four doubles! I haven't got it until now, I'm optimistic about you! However, it is recommended that you hire an individual trainer to learn to reserve physical fitness, especially when it comes to the playoffs!".

With an appreciative look in his junior, O'Neal patted the collapsed Howard on the shoulder, did not tell Howard his true weight, and turned around and walked towards the locker room.

Wade stood next to him, saw that the two of them finished speaking, stepped forward to hug Howard, and after saying congratulations with a calm face, he also followed O'Neal away.

Losing the game, coupled with the final must-score dunk being blocked, Wade was actually very unhappy at this time, and at the same time began to pay attention to Howard and the Magic.

"Shaq, Howard and the Magic, I'm afraid it will also be a strong opponent for us to kill the East in the future, compared to the Pistons, the Magic's offense has too many points, and the firepower is very strong. Walking

into the passageway, Wade's face was no longer bland, but full of seriousness.

"Yes, except for Francis's unstable projection, there is no one on the Magic team who can't shoot from the outside, if it weren't for Howard's rest, those benches didn't feel good

, maybe the third quarter would be over tonight, and the game would already be garbage time, alas~ Our defense must be strengthened! Otherwise, if the playoffs meet..."

O'Neal shook his head, tonight's victory and defeat have already explained the result, if it still doesn't change, the two teams will basically lose when they meet the Heat in the playoffs.

At this time, both of them have tacitly tacitly tacitly accepted in their hearts that the Magic team, which was once a fish, now has the strength to rush into the playoffs or go further, and even the biggest threat on the way to the championship.

......

"Okay, it's over, Barkley, let's take a look at Howard and O'Neal's stats! hey, hey, hey!"

Kenny Smith looked at Barkley shyly, in fact, there was no need to look at it, the technical statistics on the sidelines of the electronic card, clearly showed the scoring data of the two.

"Ahem! The data is actually... Well... Isn't it about the same!"

Barkley touched his chin with one hand and pretended to read the data sheet with the other to hide his guilt.

"Hey, hey, that's pretty much the same, Sir Buckley, don't be a fool!

Kenny Smith picked up the data sheet in his hand with great care, completely ignoring Barkley's argument that he was tied.

Howard, 46 points, 16 rebounds, 6 assists and 4 blocks on 20-of-27 shooting, O'Neal 20-of-28, 47 points, 12 rebounds, 5 assists, 1 steal and 1 block.

O'Neal leads Howard by 1 point, so... Hahaha, let's bet, not just down, win~!Remember to wear a signature jacket next time, wow~hahaha~"

Kenny Smith excitedly threw the data sheet in his hand on the table, and turned to Barkley with a bad expression.

"Tsk, don't worry, Uncle Barkley will always do what he says!" Barkley clenched his fists, resisting the urge to punch Kenny Smith.

"Haha, that's okay, here I still have to congratulate Howard for winning the game, this month and a half of NBA-level games, it can be seen that

Howard has changed and improved a lot, as the core of the team, Howard now knows very well in the game, when he should stand up

, when to support his teammates, help teammates find feelings, so as to drive teammates, Howard's control of the game is getting stronger and stronger. "

......

After the game, Stern, the president of the league, had already left the scene and returned to the hotel, and watched Howard's live game tonight, which made Stern's strength and impression of Howard more real.

Although he was satisfied with Howard's strength, Stern did not plan to meet Howard or contact Howard directly to express his concern and importance to Howard.

Because Stern also wants to see what kind of performance Howard, a rookie who was valued and targeted before the All-Star break, can play.

In fact, Stern, who has a vicious eye, feels that Howard's strength is still inferior to O'Neal in terms of personal terms.

The game also gives people a slightly immature feeling, especially in the distribution of physical fitness, the current Howard does not know how to distribute physical energy, and the Magic team's arrangement of Howard's playing time is also a little unreasonable.

As a result, Howard's physical consumption is much greater than O'Neal's who has played the same playing time, while the 32-year-old O'Neal can still stand, and the 19-year-old Howard is so tired that he has to rely on his teammates to support him.

However, Howard's brain is flexible and flexible, especially in defense, constantly making adjustments to limit opposing players, just like tonight against O'Neal, the defensive end has been changing, so that O'Neal can't score easily.

On the offensive end, the low post, close range and mid-range are Howard's offensive range, and there are many scoring methods, if Howard can make three points, he will change direction, and he will break through with the ball on the outside.

Stern suspects that Howard wants to play from the No. 1 to the No. 5 position and become an all-round player.

"What a huge potential that can be seen with the naked eye!" Stern

sighed at Howard in his mind before going to bed.