NBA Dynasty Sniper

On the 9th, the G2 battle started.

Lost the two main players, and the two main players inside, lost the G2 game.

But in this game, the strange thing is that the point difference is not big, 85:91, the Knicks only won by 6 points.

The reason is that the Heat’s defense is extremely fierce and they are not afraid of fouls at all. They sent 31 fouls and gave the Knicks 41 free throw opportunities. The strong defense caused the Knicks to drop in efficiency. A total of 81 shots and 28 shots were made, and the shooting percentage was only 35%. He made 4 of 19 three-pointers and made only 21% of his field goals. He made 22 of 41 free throws and made 55% of his field goal.

Zhao Dong only got 6 assists, the team only had 14 assists.

He also failed to hit a triple-double, shooting 13 of 28, 0 of 3 three-pointers, 5 of 8 free throws, and scored 31 points and 11 rebounds.

This hit rate, less than 50%, did not meet the mission requirements. Fortunately, the system requirement is the series average data, and he still has a chance to make up.

From the G2 battle, he also realized that if you want to defeat the Heat, there must be no slack.

In this game, there is no Mourning and PJ Brown. If the Heat have a full facelift, the Knicks are likely to capsize in the gutter.

On the 10th, the Knicks arrived in Miami.

Along with the team, there are more than 3,000 Knicks fans who traveled to Miami with the team.

"Rival! Enemy! Enemy..."

"Kill the Knicks! Kill the Knicks..."

"Flying dragon, you murderer, get out of Miami."

Miami fans "warmly welcomed" the Knicks, and the bus was almost overthrown.

The team was blocked by fans at the entrance of the hotel, and had to seek help from the local police and the hotel to get into the hotel safely.

At the request of the media, the Knicks arranged a press conference, and a large number of media flooded in.

"Flying dragon, the Knicks lead by two to zero, do you have the will to sweep the Heat?" asked Thomas, a reporter for the New York Sports News and the Knicks team reporter.

"Thomas, are you a traitor?"

Zhao Dong complained in his heart and said: "We don't care whether we sweep or not, we only care about the final victory."

"Flying dragon, you stepped on Brown for the second time and caused him serious injury again. Do you have any explanation for this?" a Miami reporter asked.

Zhao Dong said coldly: "Whether it is me, the Knicks, or the NBA League, I have already had the most fair explanation for this.

I would like to ask, when I jumped, PJ Brown used a wrestling motion to hug me. Have you ignored this behavior? Or do you think that my neck should be broken on the floor by him? Is this the conscience of your Miami media? Do you still have a bottom line? "

"But in fact it was him who was injured, not you." The reporter said angrily.

Zhao Dong was also angry. Tiger stood up and stared at the man coldly: "You mean, even if you use criminal methods, as long as there is no problem with the results, can you ignore his methods? Then I shoot you now, and you avoided it. Didn't I commit a crime?"

"This?" The reporter was speechless.

"I think you lack the most basic moral bottom line and legal concepts that the media should have." Zhao Dong sternly accused.

At a press conference, there was a sense of tension.

Zhao Dong then left the press conference site, not interested in paying attention to these media anymore.

Like last time, he really stepped on Brown unintentionally. These media misrepresentations and slander him made him very angry.

That night, the Knicks collectively watched the Bulls and Eagles G2 battle.

"Should the bull sweep the eagle?" John Starks said.

"The Bulls do have the strength to sweep the Eagles." Alan Houston said.

"If the Bulls can't win two consecutive victories at home, then they are not the Bulls." Zhao Dong smiled.

But as the game progressed, Zhao Dong and the others were beaten in the face by the Eagles.

In the final, 103:95, the Bulls actually lost the G2 game at home.

Jordan made 12 of 29 shots, only 41% from the field, 0 of 6 three-pointers, 3 of 3 free throws, and only 27 points.

But his rebounds exploded and he actually grabbed 16 rebounds.

Rodman, the original rebounder idiot, suffered an injury and lack of physical fitness. He was in very bad condition. He only played 25 minutes, grabbed 5 rebounds, and scored 2 points and 1 block.

The Bulls' overall shooting percentage is not too low. They made 38 of 91 shots and made 41% of their field goals. They made 11 of 30 three-pointers and made 36.7% of their field goals.

There were also 27 assists, far higher than the Hawks' 13 times.

But the Bulls got into foul trouble, up to 27 fouls, 9 more than the Hawks.

The Hawks made 37 of 71 shots, 52% from the field, and 9 of 15 three-pointers, as high as 60%. That is to say, relying on a high shooting rate, the Hawks finally killed the Bulls after falling behind in the number of shots.

There is another point. The reason why the Eagles have a high shooting rate is not only because of their accurate three-pointers, but also because they have made more breakthroughs. They scored 34 free throws in the Bulls' home court, which produced a huge lethality for the Bulls.

The Bulls only had 11 free throws, barely one-third of the Hawks, and almost no damage to the Hawks inside.

"Jordan underestimated the enemy."

After watching the game, Zhao Dong said: "Tonight he only knows to shoot outside and rarely breaks through. He thinks he can easily defeat the Eagles. He is really careless."

"So we have to be careful, Flying Dragon, I hope you add some breakthroughs." Van Gundy said.

"I will." Zhao Dong nodded.

At this time, the Chicago Bulls home team locker room, the atmosphere is very bad.

Phil Jackson looked at a group of players and said angrily: "30 three-pointers, are you crazy? As I said, take fewer three-pointers, why don't you listen? Do you think you can win the Hawks?

Tonight you only need to shoot a few three-pointers and add a few more breakthroughs, and we can win the game. You disappointed me too much.

The Jazz in the West, Mosaic, Sonics, and the Knicks in the East are all our rivals. If you want to defend the championship, the Bulls tonight are not eligible.

I hope you know that only by strictly implementing your tactics can you have a chance to win the final victory. Do you all understand? "

On the night of the 11th, the Knicks ushered in a G3 battle with the Heat.

From the moment he arrived at the arena, the Knicks' nerves were tense.

Bang Bang Bang, the bus was slammed by the fans outside, and the unpalatable verbal abuse was full of all kinds of viciousness. The vertical **** became the most civilized performance.

Entering the arena from the underground parking lot, all the staff and security personnel encountered along the way were cold.

Coming to the visiting team's locker room, the Knicks found that what they had just encountered was nothing but the worst here.

"Damn it, it's at least 30 degrees Celsius here, what do you want to do?"

General manager Nair Grant went in first, and immediately backed out, shouting at several staff members.

"Sorry, the central air conditioner here is broken and it is about to be repaired." A staff member said with a cold apology.

"Should I believe you? Where is your general manager? You are going to New York. What you do today, you can meet in New York." Grant said angrily.

The staff member shrugged, it didn't matter.

At this time the players all went in, it was hot inside, there was no ventilation, there was no window, and it was very stuffy. Within a minute, the sweat was dripping down.

"Damn the Heat, we have to sweep them." John Starks scolded as he looked at the staff and security guards outside.

"Everyone hold on."

Zhao Dong had no choice but to encourage his opponents to trick him.

"We have to complain to the alliance, this is too much."

Van Gundy, sweating profusely, took off his suit and unbuttoned his shirt, only to take off his pants.

"Damn, we can't stay here, let's go outside the corridor." Oakley shouted.

In this way, the twelve Knicks players and the coaching staff who took off their shorts were all squeezed in the corridor. There was no air-conditioning here, but there was ventilation and it was a little cooler.

"Kacha Kacha..."

A few minutes later, a group of reporters came over from the corridor. Seeing the situation here, they were so excited that the camera flashed frantically.

"Which trouble is this?"

"Is the air conditioner broken?"

Zhang Yangliang and Sun Zhenping were among them, and they didn't let CCTV photographers take pictures.

"Wait, Heat, don't avenge this revenge, swear not to be a man."

Zhao Dong stood on the outside, the top priority of the camera, he didn't bother to hide, anyway, if the capital is sufficient, just shoot.

"Damn it, what are you taking? Don't take it." Oakley growled.

The reporter listened to him, the more he refused to shoot, the more vigorous he was. Among them, the Knicks correspondent Thomas was the most vigorous one.

"Why don't you go in?" Thomas asked after the filming.

"Damn the heat, they turned off our air conditioner, it was like a stove, I suspect they had turned on the heater before." Zhao Dong shouted.

Thomas hurried in, and immediately retired, dissatisfied: "If the Heat have a chance to go to New York in this series, we also want them to taste this taste.

Several staff members sneered when they heard this.

Zhao Dong felt uncomfortable when he saw it. He pointed at the few people and shouted: "I'll give you ten minutes. If you don't regain the air-conditioning, I will take someone to the home team's locker room."

"you?"

Several staff members are extremely angry. This is our home court. Do you dare to be so overbearing?

"You are watching here, I will react to it." One of the staff members was afraid that the matter would make a big deal, and then ran away.

But before ten minutes, seven or eight minutes later, under Grant's negotiation, the Heat finally restored the air-conditioning supply in the locker room, praising it as the air-conditioning was repaired.

Knicks: Ewing, Oakley, Zhao Dong, Alan Houston, Childs

Heat: Isaac Austin, Alonzo Mourning, Jamal Mashburn, Washan Leonard, Tim Hardaway

On the TNT live broadcast, Bill Walton got the starting list of both sides and analyzed: "PJ Brown is reimbursed for the season. This is a loss for the Heat.

However, Austin's strength is not bad. He just won the honor of being the most improved player in the 96-97 season. He averaged 9.7 points and 5.8 rebounds per game. He shot one hand. Karl Malone, known as Arizona, is 208 cm tall and 116 kg, but the defense is average.

However, Oakley does not have much offense now, and Austin's defensive task is not heavy, mainly helping the team on the offensive end. "

Matt said: "It's still difficult for the Heat to win the Knicks. I think their goal should be to win a home court and avoid being swept away."

Bill Walton shook his head and said: "If they can take advantage of the home games and win two home games, they have a chance."

At this time Matt smiled and said: "I just received a news that a dozen Knicks iron-blooded men in the visiting team's locker room are performing an underwear show. The media will be very lively tomorrow, and they will definitely make various headlines."

"Puff! Haha..."

Bill Walton smiled suddenly.

On the CCTV live broadcast, Zhang Liyi said: "The Bulls lost a home game. This is something I didn't expect. Then tonight, the Knicks have to be careful. The Heat are much stronger than the Hawks."

"Hehe, I'm afraid they will make insidious tricks."

Thinking of what he saw outside the locker room just now, Sun Zhenping wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, and he was a little bit uncomfortable.

Ten minutes later, the starting lineup.

"Mr. Mourning, are you the Heat used to these insidious tricks?" Zhao Dong asked coldly when meeting with the Heat.

"What did you say?" Mourning said angrily.

"You should know what I said, what are you pretending? Let's see you on the court, don't hesitate to come if you have any tricks." Zhao Dong said angrily.

"let's go."

Having said that, he beckoned, led the team and ran out.

"Sheet!"

Mourning yelled angrily.

The air-conditioning incident in the locker room just now wasn't his master. He wouldn't do such a thing, but these **** like the Knicks actually remembered him on his head, making him very aggrieved.

In order to welcome their deadly enemies, the Heat sent out the most "warm" boo at home, and countless middle fingers poked at the first Zhao Dong to play.

The voices of thousands of away team fans were crushed by the home fans, and no water splashed.

"Don't want to sweep us, Alonzo will bring us victory."

"This is our home court, Chinese, you can only take away the failure from here."

"Damn flying dragon, you are responsible for the stampede. You are a murderer."

On both sides of the aisle, the fans yelled at him with their middle fingers.

"What's special, do you think you know the Six-Medition Excalibur? Poke a fart!" Zhao Dong cursed badly when he saw those middle fingers.

"Let's go, ignore them." Oakley pushed Zhao Dong from behind.

When warming up, Alan Houston's ball ran to the opposite side. He was about to pick it up and was kicked out of the field by Marshburn.

"Extraordinary."

Zhao Dong happened to see that since the game hadn't started anyway, he didn't hesitate to smash the ball in his hand directly, and with a bang, it hit Marshburn's face, making the opponent stunned.

"Shhh!"

Seeing Zhao Dong's behavior, the Heat fans became angry, and a lot of boos and verbal abuse appeared at once.

"Flying dragon, do you want to fight?"

Mourning clenched his fists and snarled.

"Don't think this is your home court, I dare not move you..." Zhao Dong cursed.

But before he finished speaking, Larry Johnson rushed towards Mourning behind him.

"Finally there is a chance."

Larry Johnson was so excited. He didn't have his turn for several fights. Today, he finally got the limelight. Today, he is going to have a big fight, otherwise so many years of boxing training would be useless.

The two groups of people quickly came together and began to push and push, and the atmosphere of the scene became tense.

"This is going to be bad, do you have to start a fight before the game?" Zhang Jingyi said nervously.

"The playoffs in the NBA are really fierce!" Sun Zhenping murmured.

"Aren't the Heat clueless? They can't beat them. What do you provoke the Knicks to do? But if you do a fight before the game, let's vent some of the hostility first, so that you won't have problems during the game."

Bill Walton didn't say it politely.

"Puff, I'm afraid it's playing harder in the game, I feel that the Heat will suffer again today." Matt laughed.

"Oh, is this going to fight again? Dongdong, you can be smart, don't always rush ahead, let the younger brother go first." Zhao Dong, Beijing, his mother became worried immediately.

"Mom, don't worry, my brother will come back next time, I will train him." Zhao Dong and his brother Zhao Dacheng patted his chest.

"You? Can you beat your brother with your Wangbaquan?" Li Meizhu said with a look of disgust.

"What is Wangbaquan? Mom, I am a professional Sanda athlete, professional, my brother is Wangbaquan." Zhao Dacheng dissatisfied.

"Snapped!"

Li Meizhu slapped Zhao Dacheng's head with a slap, UU reading www.uukanshu. com taught: "Shut up, dare to bury your brother, and take care of your skin."

"My brother and I were not born by the same mother."

Zhao Dacheng's face twitched, his head twitched, and his mother was silent.

"Security, go up and separate them."

At the scene, Pat Riley was very annoyed.

Under the power of security, the two teams separated, still staring at each other like a cockfight.

"Today, I dare to make a black foot trick. The locker room is waiting for me, and none of them ran away." Zhao Dong pointed at Mourning and shouted.

"Whoever runs is born to a woman." Larry Johnson scolded.

"Yes, a woman was born." Zhao Dong attached.

As soon as he finished speaking, it felt wrong. Who of your daughter was not born to a woman? Your father gave birth to it?