Chapter 395 Dead Fatty and Black Rough(1/2)
Time: 21:00 on the evening of May 1, 1998.
Location: Auburn Hill Palace Stadium, Detroit, Michigan, USA.
Background: The decisive battle against Tianwang Mountain.
Ephraim came to the family area early, and she saw Hill's girlfriend Tamia.
"Ephraim, why don't you sit here? The location here is even higher." Tamia said with a smile.
Last year, Hill and Tamia celebrated Thanksgiving together at Galritton's apartment. Although there were a lot of things, it did not affect Ephraim and Tamia becoming friends.
Ephraim smiled and said, "It's too close to the front row, I'm afraid not to be distracted."
"Distracted?" Tamia never considered this issue. She just wanted Hill to hear her cry.
Ephraim nodded and said, "Well, the most important thing during the game is to focus on your mind. I hope to be integrated with the audience, just like I am just an ordinary fan."
Tamia heard such a statement for the first time. In my memory, Hill seemed to have said similarly to telling her not to make too loud noises on the scene.
He spoke very tactfully, and Tamia didn't listen. Now, her cheering may not have made Hill more motivated, but instead increased his pressure.
"You make sense." Tamia gave up the first row of seats that were jealous.
Players from both sides entered the court to warm up one after another.
Mo Mengchen scored three-pointers outside.
The first shot was missed.
It doesn't feel very good.
I changed the angle and missed the second shot.
It's hard to say what kind of feeling this is. Mo Mengchen is not nervous, he just has no touch.
In such an important game, I can’t find the three-pointer feel?
Mo Mengchen tried a few more points and finally scored, but it was not as smooth as usual. The more balls he threw, the more often this happened.
There are always a few nights every month that they can’t make the shots anyway. It just so happens that Mo Mengchen encountered this damn day on this crucial game day.
Hill was also warming up nervously, losing two consecutive games in Indiana, equalizing the score, and both sides returned to the same starting line, and this game will result in the trend of the entire series.
The winning side will have match points in the next two games, which is a must-fight battle, and all the energy and fighting spirit will be released tonight.
Suddenly, the lights on the scene dimmed.
DJ releases metal music and introduces the Pistons players in an extremely loud voice.
Tonight, Frauses sent Barkley back.
The audience's shouts were overwhelming, and everyone was very excited.
After introducing both sides and the head coach, the game is about to begin.
The commentators sitting on the sidelines were also analyzing the changes and playing styles that might occur between the two sides.
Vinier Johnson and Kenny Smith have become a pair of veritable partners. One of them is the Pistons' meritorious actors, the other is a veteran who retired from the Pistons. In addition to the heavy guest magician Johnson, the commentator tonight can be regarded as the star shining.
"Let Charles Barkley return, which means that the Pistons still have to attack the combination of internal and external attacks."
"The last game has proved that the Pacers can't be killed by the outside shot alone."
The magician gave the ultimate answer in his heart: "Larry is a genius and has a very high talent in many things. The Pistons need to be more careful. He is also a rookie coach. Larry already has the style of an old coach."
The magician's commentary style is just a whisper. Today, there is a former enemy standing on the field, so he will blow his breasts into pieces.
If this is not the case, how can it contrast with his greatness?
Tonight, Chris Mullin is back.
This is a surprising change. In the last game in Indiana, Bird boldly launched the No. 12 pick in 1997. This big white man with a soft-playing style caused great trouble to Hill at a low post based on his height and physique.
Clohill, who has 206 cm, proves that not only has two more nouns than Hill, but also has better weight and body shape than the latter.
Tonight, Mullin is on the stage again, fans will not forget that Hill was like
How to kill him.
At the beginning of the game, all Pistons fans were not expecting the result because Ratliff would definitely not win.
The result was the same, no one expected it, and even Ratliff gave up treatment.
Rick Schmitz easily jumped to the ball.
"Okay, come on!"
Miller ran excitedly, from the right three-point line to the left three-point line, and then shuttled back and forth.
He had about 18 seconds of offensive time in 24 seconds, and the rest was the back and forth between the front and back courts.
He never stopped and didn't feel tired. This was the first physical monster Mo Mengchen saw that made Alan Houston run like a pug and only knew how to breathe.
Mark Jackson dribbled in the frontcourt and was about to organize the game, Mo Mengchen took advantage of the home court to take the lead in putting pressure.
"Foof!" Jackson shouted.
The referee on the sideline had an insensitive face. He didn't seem to think that such a disrespectful confrontation of the elderly and loving the young was a foul. He also thought Jackson was a little petty. Didn't he just touch you? As for the yelling?
Mullin, who faced Hill, ran out to get the ball after that, and removed Jackson's siege. Then, the old man who seemed to have no athletic ability used his skills to force Hill to hit her.
After Mulin took action, the Pacers retreated from defense at all and they gave up their offensive rebounds.
Including Mulin, the striker, after taking action, he turned around and retreated regardless of whether the ball was in or not.
The ball enters.
2 to 0
"Retreat and defend quickly," Houston said.
Just fast?
Mo Mengchen didn't think so. If the goal was scored, it would be a good goal. If they didn't score, they would definitely get the defensive rebound, and then? That's it.
The counterattack cannot be started because "retreat is so fast".
The Pacers gave up the rush to offensive rebounds, and as a sacrifice, the reward was that the Pistons, who averaged 24 points through counterattacks per game, may not be able to hit a few counterattacks tonight.
Bird changes every game and can be corrected according to problems that arise during the game, while Frauses does not have this ability.
At least not for the time being, he has some creative measures and dares to stick to his philosophy, but he has common shortcomings of rookie coaches.
Ten seconds later, Momonchen fed the ball to Barkley.
Tonight's Barkley was determined to prove himself. He averaged only 11 minutes of playing time in his previous four games, and even did not play in the entire game.
This is unacceptable for those who could still take VP five years ago.
Dale Davis felt Barkley's hot anger.
Barkley hit Davis with his elbow and scored a layup with his backhand.
"Dog bastard, are you hitting the back?" Davis thought he was fouled.
Barkley was also angry. He looked back at Davis's big black and thick, and scolded angrily: "Don't beat your mother's insider! Go home and have a breastfeed!"
"Did the three referees tonight come from the underground boxing ring?" Smith shouted, "It's all about to start fighting!"
"Microwave" Johnson smiled and said, "Relax, you can't fight."
The magician said: "Not bad, it's just a whisper. It's all old fry, and I know the right way."
As a result, half a minute later, Davis "bang" while getting stuck and gave Barkley an elbow.
If the teammates of both sides had not appeared in the middle in time, the two of them would have had a century-old battle.
"Dog thing, try touching me again!" Barkley yelled.
Davis shouted with red neck, "Do you think I dare not?"
The referee, who was not afraid of big trouble, entered the field slowly, and their expressions seemed to be disappointed because Barkley and Davis failed to fight.
But the penalty was very clear, giving Davis a gentle and easy-going t who took the initiative to throw his elbow.
Bird stood calmly on the sidelines. He could accept anything he was not sent off. After all, he was a player in the 1980s who was only politely banned by the league.
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In the era, the NBA was just saved by the two black and white heroes, and the league had no time to control the violence on the court.
Now it’s different. Jordan brought the NBA to the world, so they abandoned the glorious tradition of fighting, which has been passed down since ancient times, and aimed to build the NBA into a harmonious alliance without gunpowder, saliva, and poison.
At present, change is a failure, and guys like Barkley and Davis are obstacles to Stern's reform plan.
Davis gave the Pistons two free throws with one elbow.
Mo Mengchen, who had the highest free throw percentage in the team, stepped forward and made two free throws.
4 to 2
When it comes to fighting, Barkley has been in the world for many years and has never suffered any losses. In order to help the boss of the family, Dr. J, who was standing on the sidelines, was still a rookie, but he dared to hold the big bird's hands behind him in the name of persuading the fight. Dr. J was reluctant to let go of this, and hit the bird's head three times and let out a vent.
The rookie Barkley has reached this level. Now there are still people who dare to make trouble on Tai Sui. Can you bear such a thing?
To be continued...