The Rest, Only Noise

Bird missed an open mid-range shot, and Tragic grabbed the rebound and launched a fast break.

"Watch the ball, baby!"

The tragic master shouted and showed his signature qigong wave push pass and sent the ball to Barkley.

But although in the open, but Barkley did not throw the ball. But he immediately rushed to grab the rebound, and then passed to Jordan, who was plugged in from behind.

As a result, Wilson behind Jordan rudely slammed Jordan's layup, and the tragic teacher opened his arms and signaled to the Italian referee that the white team had violated the rule.

Soon, his actions affected his teammates.

"That shot went in," Barkley said, meaning that Wilson's block on Jordan was a jammer.

"If the referee doesn't blow it, it doesn't count as an interference ball."

Wilson, the child, admit it to death.

He forgot how the unprincipled Italian referee had changed his verdict.

"It's a jamming ball! No professional referee would think it was a jamming ball!" The tragic division affirmed.

Wilson adheres to the "no blow or no count" theory.

In the end, the tragic man won again.

The referee ruled that Wilson's block was an interference ball.

"Are you his **** relative?" Wilson asked bitterly. "Or do you have HIV too?"

"It's over, Benj." Bird didn't let Wilson's rash words continue to spread, "but it's true that this referee has a problem, do you **** understand English? In the end, if people question you, they will change the sentence, what is the purpose of your referee?"

After that, Bird took advantage of Sampson's screen to score a layup, but was destroyed by Ewing and felt uncomfortable after landing, so he withdrew from the game.

White team's substitute Laettner came on.

He quickly got the opportunity created by his teammates.

Laettner, who should have completed the dunk, was caught up and blocked by Ewing.

This made Wilson furious, "Laettner, why don't you dunk?"

Louie found that, outside of the Knicks, Wilson's temper was extraordinarily short-tempered.

He's not as patient with his teammates as he was in the Knicks, because the gang is just temporary teammates.

Since he is a temporary teammate, he doesn't have to act like a good gentleman, because sooner or later they will fight on the field.

Laettner couldn't respond, but Louie could see that it wasn't that he didn't want to dunk, but that he couldn't dunk under the circumstances.

That's why he wasn't as good as expected in the draft. He didn't have the physicality to pull off his explosive dunks, and he couldn't use his body to get a lot of free throws.

Wilson began to take over, and his pick-and-roll with Sampson was inextricable.

Pippen, as a defender, looked around to fill in the gaps, and also created a good opportunity for the white team to put pressure on it.

Because he has repeatedly become the opponent's blasting point, the tragic master took the initiative to apply for the end.

This is where Isiah Thomas comes in.

But this does not change the fact that the blue team is poor inside.

The blue team has only Ewing as a center, while the white team has Sampson and Robinson, plus Laettner, these three are paired with Wilson and Pippen on the flanks.

Jordan took over the game like Wilson.

He ran a pick-and-roll with Ewing, sending Robinson out of the paint.

Then he hit a nice slam 3-pointer from beyond the arc, and it was a lucky shot.

Not to be outdone, Wilson faced Jordan in the next round.

For fear of Sampson's pick-and-roll, Jordan's defensive position stood relatively back.

Seeing this, Wilson's three-pointer reminded him on the spot how the Blazers lost Game7.

Wilson's three-point shot has it.

When the basketball was still in the air, Wilson yelled at Jordan impatiently: "Give this ball back to you!"

For both of them, it was a continuation of the Finals.

It's their constant competition.

In the gym in Monte Carlo, Wilson and Jordan could finally leave their teams behind for a one-on-one battle.

They don't need to pretend to respect each other anymore, the grievances hidden in their hearts can be taken out for phased liquidation.

It's not an exhibition game, it's not an all-star game, it's not a commercial event, no spectators, no noise, just scores and each other.

Wilson and Jordan dragged the rhythm and intensity of the game to the highest point, driving the teammates of the two teams to follow their lives.

When Jordan did something, Wilson responded right away.

However, Louie has seen signs of failure in the White Team.

There was no Bird on the court, the white team lacked a brain, and Sampson's character was too mediocre. When Ewing didn't take the initiative to challenge him, he was happy to give the stage to Wilson.

This is really a huge mistake.

Because the advantage of the white team is the inside line, only when Wilson and Sampson exert their strength at the same time, they can make up for the lack of defenders, and too many inside lines lead to a slow pace.

In contrast to the Blues, Ewing had no problem with Jordan's dominance.

Barkley and Thomas are both his teammates, and Malone is the tool man responsible for keeping this matchup going five-on-five.

Occasionally, Malone received the ball and tried to attack the basket and was knocked over by Sampson.

Wilson sneered: "MJ, your valet is as soft as a woman's tampon!"

This undoubtedly angered Malone, who stood up and gave Wilson a shove.

After being pulled away by teammates, the game continued.

Wilson missed a three-pointer, and Sampson grabbed the offensive rebound to make up the dunk.

"It's okay! It's okay!" The tragic master shouted and protested, "Benjamin's allies are dying, let's work harder!"

In addition to being stunned by the power and focus on both sides of the game, Louie was also stunned by an alternate form of Wilson.

This is probably one of the ugliest Wilsons.

Unprecedented expansion of ego, defiant self-confidence, indiscriminate aggression and uncontrollable desire.

In New York, people didn't see all of Wilson's dark side and took him for granted as the perfect leader.

But in Monte Carlo, Louie saw what Wilson would look like if he came under an irresponsible coach.

He can really blow up the tragic division, and his role on both ends of the offense and defense can also be equal to Jordan.

However, if both sides play to their limits.

He should still be slightly inferior to Jordan.

Louis recognized a fact in this game.

That is, if Wilson had a chivalrous one-on-one with Jordan at this time, he would probably lose to Jordan.

The best of Wilson was the Knicks, and Monte Carlo showed a conquistador of extreme self-righteousness.

When Ewing was brought down and could not get the whistle, Jordan barked at the referee: "What are you looking at?"

Tomjanovich, who has always guaranteed unyielding power since the opening, couldn't help but blew the whistle.

"Damn it!" Wilson exasperated. "Did Michael move the Memorial Coliseum to Monte Carlo?"

Wilson angrily walked up to Tomjanovich: "You're totally ranting!"

"Excellent!" Jordan nodded excitedly, "I like this, I **** love this scale, we are finally not in the garden! Benjamin, if the seventh game was played at Memorial Stadium, you would have already lost! "

Sampson helped Robinson dunk with a pass.

Wilson's personal defense against Thomas was suspected of fouling, but the two referees didn't call.

"Where I am, where is MSG." Wilson smiled at Jordan, "I will never make excuses like you."

Almost all were treated rudely.

Laettner tried to quit the game several times, worried about injury.

Whenever he looked off the court, Wilson would yell at him, "Do you **** want Larry to do it for you? Huh?"

Louie will also loudly remind them to focus.

After that, Tragic replaced Malone, and the two MJs worked together, plus Barkley, Thomas and Ewing, they were far more like a team than the white team.

The white team has Wilson and Sampson, both of whom are wild.

However, they didn't have an impressive team offense.

Wilson's aggression, which escalated the game as usual, but lacked communication and patience, the Conqueror, who had a hotter temper than usual, did not become the leader of the white team.

"Old Lu, why didn't you remind Benj?" Zhao Yuanzheng asked.

With just one word from Louis, Wilson can wake up.

"He hasn't lost in a long time," Louie laughed. "I think it's better for him to lose this game than for him to win, in order to prevent such a hideous Benj from showing up in New York."

"Besides, my status today is a bystander, and I shouldn't take sides, otherwise the Jamaican vinegar jar will be turned over again~www.readwn.com~Louis looked at Ewing.

Ewing looked excited at this point, which was something that worried Louie.

For Ewing, being teammates with Jordan and the rest of the Blue team seemed more fun than teammates with Wilson.

He was having fun beating Wilson.

As the blue team's only super center, he withstood the pressure, was not knocked out by Sampson, and made Robinson invisible.

Due to the lack of Wilson's feed on the offensive end, Robinson hardly has the opportunity to touch the ball other than rebounding.

But offensive rebounds can't be grabbed, and defensive rebounds aren't easy to grab either.

Robinson was invisible on the field.

On the blue team's side, Jordan, Tragic, and Barkley made continuous efforts in the second half.

The white team relies on Wilson to take over and support a wave;

Sampson's inside attack has another wave;

By the time their efficiency starts to drop, give the ball to someone else and hope they step up, Pippen isn't good enough offensively, Robinson isn't good at attacking, Laettner? Can't count on him at all.

In the fourth quarter, Wilson seemed to be back in the tiebreaker of the finals, making unreasonable consecutive three-pointers that shocked the blue team into a cold sweat.

But Jordan and Ewing double-teamed, forcing him to pass the ball to Robinson, and then Robinson missed.

The white team's offensive rhythm was cut off here and never found again.

66 to 59

The number on the timer went to zero, and the blue team won, but there was no "finally kick the ball aside" atmosphere on the court that should have been played after a confrontation.

The blue team members were as excited as they were winning the championship, while the white team members couldn't laugh at all, their faces were gloomy, as if they were going to attend the funeral of their loved ones after leaving the arena.

"It was the best game ever." Louie sighed.

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