basketball never sleeps

Chapter 184 Goodbye, San Antonio bastards! (Ten thousand!)
On the hospital bed, Wade looked at the two people in front of him with tears in his eyes.

"Can I really not go back? The doctor clearly said that I can still play after two injections."

Mo Wen and Ao Pangqiqi rolled their eyes.

"You can play, but you can't fight, you can run, but you can't start violently, just to listen to those fans booing your career, what the hell are you thinking?"

"But... this is the finals!"

Wade still wants to fight.

After finally getting to this point, he didn't want to watch his teammates enjoy fighting on the field, while he could only lie down in the ward like a waste and look at the ceiling.

Most importantly, he didn't want to miss the moment of holding the cup!
The two bastards in front of him had talked about holding the championship and the ring for a year, and he also wanted to experience what it was like to be successful.

"You are only in the second grade, why are you still so young, and besides, the three of us will win the championship next year together?" O'Pang took out a banana from the fruit basket next to him, peeled it off and forced it into Wade's mouth.

"Don't worry, the brothers will save a place for you on the trophy."

Wade: "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"What is he talking about?" Ao Pang asked a little puzzled.

"Do you have to win the championship?" Mo Wen said with some doubts.

Wade nodded, but just in time to swallow, almost choked.

"Of course, if you can't trust Mo Ni, can you still trust Shaq? Just lie down and wait for us to wear the championship ring to see you." Shaq patted his chest.

Mo Wen & Wade: ...

After confirming that Duncan will not be able to play later, O'Neal is quite confident in his G4 performance.

His performance in the last quarter of the last game speaks for itself. As long as he is not hacked, the other insiders of the Spurs are only toys in front of him.

As for being hacked by the shark...he has practiced free throws in the past two days, so it's not a big problem.

Although in outside discussions, most people think that Mo Wen, who has won 3 MVP games, will become the first international player in history to win FMVP.

But it is not without voices supporting the "big shark". After all, his dominance other than free throws is still visible to the naked eye.

If he doesn't score 50 points in the next game for FMVP, or if Mo Wen loses all of his form suddenly and the Heat continue to lose, it probably won't fall on him. Where is his face.

In 2005, since May, a flu of unknown cause has been circulating across the country.

Unlike in the past, the elderly and weak were the main susceptible groups, this time the flu mainly spreads to young and middle-aged people, and the infection rate among men who love sports is particularly high.

Finally, on June 6, an ordinary Thursday, the "pandemic flu" of unknown cause reached its peak, and employees of various schools, units and enterprises were unable to go to work because of the flu.

The strange thing is that the hospital that issued a large number of sick leave certificates did not receive many patients. On the contrary, many patients who were originally hospitalized chose to leave the hospital today and go home to deal with chores.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Internet cafes and restaurants with TVs are occupied by a group of "patients".

Director Zhang, Sun Zhengping, and Xu Jicheng were still wasting time in the studio, while at the press conference before the game on the other side of the ocean, Popovich also made a firm statement to the reporters.

"We will not admit defeat, we will do everything possible to stop this group of despicable unscrupulous guys! No matter what, we will never forgive or give in!"

Speaking of the latter, Popovich patted the table in a timely manner.

He created the illusion of a fighter, but except for the local reporters in San Antonio, the media in other regions did not buy it.

On the other hand, Da Fan's modest and peaceful attitude has won the favor of many media.

Needless to say, the basketball atmosphere in San Antonio is still good. With Duncan absent and no hope of victory, the sidelines are still full of spectators.

You could say they were waiting for death, or you could say they were waiting for a miracle.

Still loud cheers, banners and cardboards waving on the sidelines, and boos to Stern and the passing O'Brien Cup all show that they have not given up on this team.

The fans didn't give up, and the Spurs certainly won't give up either.

The situation couldn't be worse, but it's not hopeless.

Without Duncan, the Spurs can only make a fuss around the two perimeters.

Popovich chose to be crazy. Based on the experience of the Suns, he set up a pirated run and gun lineup——

Parker, Ginobili, Brent Barry, Robert Horry, Nazr.

Three fast break players plus two [-]-point shooters.

As soon as this lineup was laid out, many experts who watched the game felt that the Spurs had given up. The heaviest player in the entire team was Nazr, who weighed 105 kilograms.

Ao Pang laughed when he saw the Spurs rankings. You have a limit when you look down on people, right?

How dare you play like this!
At the kick-off, Ao Pang won the ball for the first time in this year's finals.

It was a bit of a surprise that the other Heat players didn't expect it, and they couldn't run the tactics in the first place.

But it doesn't matter, Haslem made a pick-and-roll for Mo Wen from a high position and cut down to the inside, attracting Horry's defense, and Mo Wen seized the opportunity to pass the ball to Ao Pang.After receiving the ball, Ao Pang arched his butt and easily squeezed Nazr away, and scored with a small hook shot.

Before Ao Pang was happy, the Spurs had launched a counterattack from the bottom line.

They played lightly today because of their speed.

Barry Jr. and Horry are average in physical fitness, and their reverse push speed is not fast, but they also make up for the speed problem to a certain extent when they don't care about rebounding at all.

The Heat did not allow Director Lu to start the game, and Damon Jones failed to keep up with Parker. Amid the excited cheers of the fans on the sidelines, Parker stepped on his short legs and rushed into the empty Heat penalty area with high frequency and easily scored the ball.

Ao Pang, who was at the end of the lineup, didn't feel anything yet, and was even a little happy because he couldn't turn back and run the whole field.

Coming back again, facing Ginobili's defense, Mo Wen found an opportunity with only a few shakes, broke into the penalty area strongly, and hit the board with a throw to hit the ball before Horry and Nazr returned to the defense. Delivered to O'Fang.

Mo Wen's thinking was also very clear. Since the Spurs gave him the opportunity, he couldn't let the loopholes go unnoticed.

The Spurs want to rely on fast breaks to compete with O'Pang for success, so they can give it a try.

The sharks went out to sea and set off huge waves, but the remnant Spurs showed their strong discipline.

Like a clockwork machine, the Spurs fought back again.

Damon Jones, who had been prepared for a long time, did not save his energy this time, and tried his best to keep up with Parker. His interference and persecution did not stop Parker's determination to move forward bravely.

As the player with the worst talent and the most scolding in the GDP combination, his ability to resist pressure is actually far stronger than his seemingly thin body. He can't ignore Wade, and he can't ignore Mo Wen, but just like Damon Jones He is not afraid of a guy with mediocre talent.

Gritting his teeth against the confrontation, Parker used his good throw to hit the board before going out of bounds.

The referee blows the whistle, and the thugs add penalties.

Amidst the cheers of the fans on the sidelines, Parker excitedly pulled his jersey at the camera.

"Parker is very excited today. The Heat lost Wade. A speedy player like Parker finally got his chance. Coach Popovich's adjustment idea is right. If they can persist, there will be a miracle in this game." Happened." Barkley explained impartially.

Da Fan on the sidelines looked at Mo Wen with a questioning look, but Mo Wen shook his head, and didn't mean to suspend the substitution if he wanted to come up.

Still the same sentence, as long as the players are focused enough, fast breaks cannot be completed every round, and running and bombing under high pressure cannot kill people.

Back again, Mo Wen's breakthrough was double-teamed by Xiaobali.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mo Wen performed an empty dribble for everyone - the ball was passed by him covertly, Ginobili and Barry Jr. were still attracted by his dribble.

The close-up photographer was confused. Did he just see the ball being passed?Why are these three people still entangled in high positions?
When he followed the line of sight and moved the camera to the jumping Rasul, the ball had already been thrown from Rasul's hands.

In the camera, Mo Wen showed a wicked smile, and the photographer suddenly had the urge to smash the camera at Mo Wen.

Even when he is off camera, he can feel the strong grip of his toes.

"Where's the ball?...Rasul shot it! Oops, I don't know when Mo Wen passed the ball. It's really unpredictable. The photographer was played by him. He took everyone to watch Mo Wen's airlift." What!" Director Zhang dumped the blame on the photographer without blushing.

"This is a superstar who dares to enjoy basketball even when the finals are so tense and important!"

TNT's studio is also laughing at the moment.

"Maggie, if this ball is given to you, can you play this effect?" Kenny Smith asked with a smile.

The magician shook his head in admiration, "No! No! No! I can only trick the camera with the ball, and I can't trick everyone into watching his mime performance without props like Mo did."

The camera at the far end slowed down, and it was only when he got angry that he could clearly see how Mo Wen missed the ball to Rasul—before the double-team came, he didn’t catch the ball with his other hand after dribbling the ball under his crotch. When fighting against the trend, quickly throw the ball under the crotch of the minibus.

Rasul's attention was also very concentrated, and he picked up the basketball before it hit the ground, so he didn't make any unnecessary noise.

Mo Wen was stretching out his hand to protect the ball, but also connecting his crotch to his back, keeping his center of gravity low and obstructing the two people's vision. When the two realized something was wrong, Rasul, who was behind the minibus, had already completed the mortar attack. erection work.

David Stern almost fell when he watched Mo Wen's wicked smile and cynical eyes on the big screen above his head.

Don't get me wrong, as he is getting older, he no longer has those worldly desires, and the so-called fall is only aimed at Mo Wen's commercial value.

Why isn't Mo an American? !

So what about the yellow skin, with this face, with his elegant and treacherous style of play, and with Mo Wen's clean image off the court, he is also willing to push Mo Wen to the No. 1 position in the league.

One championship over Jordan... It's not enough, but wait for the Heat to win the championship next year, three championships over Jordan, isn't that a logical thing?

But unfortunately, Mo Wen is an international player, and an international player from a big country.

The country behind him is doomed that he cannot be transformed.

Because Mo is no longer just a good basketball player. To put it bluntly, Mo Wen is now a business card, and it is the best business card in China.

Even if Mo Wen did not have the complicated background of Wang Zhizhi, it was doomed that he would not be released.

Moreover, Mo Wen's economic value also determined that the team behind him would not allow him to make such a stupid move.

The U.S. market has a high spending power but is geared towards NBA stars, but the Chinese market is almost monopolized by Mo Wen alone!

According to the information collected by NBA China and Nike, Mo Wen has already crushed Yao Ming in terms of popularity since the start of this year's playoffs.

Even Yao Ming's stronghold, Shanghai, has had Mo Wen on the headlines of ten consecutive newspaper pages recently.

But the biggest market in the NBA is the United States after all. It is a bit embarrassing to think about making a foreigner the number one player in the NBA.

Seeing the other side jumping up and applauding LeBron for Mo Wen, Stern sighed.

Mo Wen was not seriously hurt, he really didn't know how to praise Liu Bulang over Mo Wen.

It's been two years since he entered the league, and he still can't see any improvement in this kid's other skills except for basic pass control.

The emperor's talent has been boasting for two years, if there is no Mo Wen, it will be fine, with Mo Wen here for comparison, how many more years can he boast?

As for Kobe...
He wants to praise him, but there is one problem with his "handsome" image, and the other is that O'Neal's victory this year will also affect Kobe's status in the eyes of the public.

Without Kobe, O'Neal won the championship with two sophomores, but without O'Neal, Kobe in the eighth grade couldn't make it to the playoffs. How do you tell him?
If possible, he really wants to set up a soul-swapping device to swap the souls of Kobe and LeBron.

LeBron's body, Kobe's soul - this... isn't this Danzi!
Hey, I miss Danzi's 1002nd day.

···
On the field, O'Neill once again tortured Nazr like a xxn blind date.

Do you have weight (cun ​​kuan)?

Do you have height (fang zi)?

Do you have strength (che zi)?

Do you have defense against (tian) me?
In just 9 minutes, he scored 14 points and contributed 5 assists to Mo Wen.

But unlike in the past, although his efficient scoring allowed the Heat to take a 4-point lead, his physical fitness was also quickly consumed in the high-speed switching rounds.

Although the high-speed turning back and pulling brought him full stimulation and excitement, but the same posture was more or less numb.

The expected chopping shark is gone, and he has no rest time. He can't bear his physical fitness, and his leg injury can't bear it anymore.

He can only use slower and slower paces to show his old age to the public.

Sensing Mo Wen's concerned and questioning eyes, Shark couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness that "I am old when I was born".

It would be great if we could meet sooner.

"Shaq, you don't want to grab the FMVP from me, do you? Let me tell you now, no way, I'll let Alonzo replace you!"

Mo Wen slowed down and advanced, and patted O'Neill on the shoulder in a funny tone.

"Heh, if you want to get the FMVP, you have to get it yourself. I gave that little snake a chance before. If he can't grab it, can I still give it to him for nothing?"

O'Neill picked up the tune and replied.

As soon as the snake was mentioned, Ao Pang suddenly realized that he couldn't hold on any longer.

Otherwise, when the car overturns in the last quarter, I'm afraid that the kid will laugh at him to death?
Although the two had lost contact, he could still imagine that guy's ugly face.

Gan!
He took the initiative to call a timeout.

Then he signaled to the referee and Da Fan that Mo Wen had something to say.

Mo Wen:...

Seeing the replacement of Mourning, the Spurs were all excited.

You must know that Austrian Fatty usually plays the full first quarter.In the absence of Wade today, when O'Neal needs to stand up, O'Neal only played 9 minutes before leaving the game. What does this mean?

Before the game, Popovich decided to target O'Neal first, and then kill Mo Wen. Now it seems that his plan has been half successful!
Next, as long as Mo Wen can be crushed to death, their comeback plan will come true!

The second step of this plan seemed much simpler, after all, Mo Wen was only one person, and Manu and Parker were two of them!
Two to one, the advantage is mine!
"FMVP, you guys are thinking too early! You should think about how to explain to the reporter after being overturned!"

Ginobili, who had heard something just now, approached Mo Wen and talked trash.

"Can you tell me, what gave you such confidence?"

Wiping the thin beads of sweat on his head, before Mo Wen could breathe, the sweat would dry up.

"Maybe it's the confidence brought by the Olympic champion?"

The Argentine said aggressively.

Mo Wen choked and laughed angrily.

The Olympic semi-final match can be regarded as the most disgusting match he played in reality.

Thinking about it now makes me sick.

The men's basketball team had too little talent pool at the time, otherwise they would have made it to the finals, and they would have every chance to beat Argentina and create a miracle!

"Hahaha, scum, you managed to bring back my bad memories, Manu, so I'm sorry that I can't show you any respect."

"Then take it easy and see who can last till the end!"

While speaking, Ginobili reached for the basketball.

Mo Wen blocked Ginobili with an elbow, shifted his center of gravity to one side after dribbling the ball from his crotch, turned around with a smart hanging ball, bypassed Ginobili's defense, and went straight to the basket.

Seeing this, Horry quickly backed away.

When he saw that it was Mo Wen who came, he also thought about it, planning to continue the great unfinished business yesterday.

But the rare Mo Wen, who was angry, did not choose the difficult layup as usual, but rushed straight over.

Seeing the position Huo Li chose, he could tell that Huo Li had an idea. It just so happened that he still had an unpaid account, and he was in a bad mood today, so he simply accepted it.

"Mo turned around and made a breakthrough, Horry returned to defense, how did he fight?... Falk! A violent dunk, Mo Wen chose to dunk! He dunked Horry directly!" Hori shouted loudly.

Horry, who fell to the ground, pinched his sore thigh and yelled at the referee for a foul.

"He's kneeling, he's fouling!"

"Ha, you have a really thick skin. If you can't pull people, you still have the nerve to foul?" Mo Wen spread his hands towards the referee and the linesman, indicating that this guy is the one who committed the foul.

The referee had his own judgment, but out of justice, he still looked at the line referee and consulted her opinion, and the line referee nodded in Mo Wen's direction.

"Mo's movements are very clean, don't play those petty tricks with me, pull people into fouls, and I will call you a technical foul if you do it again!"

No matter from which angle you look at it, the referees are more willing to believe that Mo Wen looks and "looks" cleaner.

An old football ruffian like Horry is not trustworthy at first glance.

Mo Wen smiled and nodded politely at the referee and the female linesman.

It has to be said that the whistle is the normal whistle in a game supervised by the president.

The referee was okay, keeping a professional face with a cold face, and the female linesman grinned without much concealment, directly blowing up Popovich who was observing all this.

His eyes went dark, and the feeling of a slight concussion surged up again.

He dared to bet that that bitch just focused on looking at Mo Wen's face and forgot to see Mo Wen's movements. No matter what Huo Li said, she is also a 100-kilogram insider. Under normal movements, he was knocked into the air by two meters.

Seeing Horry standing up with a limp, the referee and the linesman rolled their eyes.

Play, keep playing!
What fell was the buttocks and the thighs were covered, this acting is really natural.

Seeing this scene, Popovich couldn't bear his temper, and ran to the referee to argue, but the referee will not easily overturn the matter that has already been concluded.

The president has asked them before that the most important thing in law enforcement in the playoffs is to be able to withstand pressure.

Repeatedly that's a sign of incompetence, and a bad referee is better than an incompetent referee.

"For the sake of the finals, I will warn you one last time. Popo, there is no problem with our penalty. We can accompany you to watch the replay at halftime. Now go back to your seat and continue the game!"

"You're a piece of shit, Fa..."

Seeing Popovich's mouth shape, the referee subconsciously wanted to blow the whistle, but before he whistled, Popovich swayed as if he was about to pass out.

Damn it, it's not enough for the players to touch porcelain, the head coach doesn't even want to face, come too?
To be reasonable, he really wanted to blow it, but he was really caught by Popovich. He was about to blow it, and Popovich fainted. It's really unclear.

Fortunately, Popovich only had intermittent seizures. Before he fell down, the referee pulled him back to his senses and stood up again.

"I'm sorry, you don't have to do this, popo, if you want, I can watch the replay with you now." Suppressing nausea, the referee grabbed Popovich's hand and went to the technical Taiwan to go.

The game was temporarily suspended, and the referee signaled to go back in time and space.

The director on the sidelines also called out the scenes recorded by several cameras from Shan Ruliu.

"Look here, Mo obviously has a tendency to raise his knees. He just pushed his knees and made a dangerous move!"

Popovich pointed to a picture and said excitedly.

"The trend of raising the knee? How many more scenes?" The referee frowned and signaled the director to switch shots.

But the strange thing is that after several camera positions, none of Mo Wen's specific knee-bending pictures were captured.

On the contrary, Horry's pulling action was clearly captured.

If it wasn't for Mo Wen's fast enough speed, his impact force, and his balance in the air, maybe he would have been maliciously pulled down by Horry.

"Is this the trend of raising your knees you mentioned? Huh ↑?"

The reasonable referee got excited and his voice rose all the way.Referees are a relatively tyrannical professional group, and they can usually get three points without reason, but if they are allowed to take the reason——

"Jack, project the picture just now on the big screen, let the audience and the fans in front of the TV help to find out where Mo's knee is?!"

Popovich's eyes widened in disbelief.

Why not?

Should not be!

But a famous coach is a famous coach, and he quickly thought of an excuse.

"There is always something that the camera can't capture. Finding the truth outside the camera is the role that you referees should play."

"Then do you want me to help you call Fabre (female line judge) over and talk to you face to face?" The referee sneered.

"I saw her smile at Mo just now, she is a bitch, do you think..." Popovich said subconsciously, but only halfway through the words, he realized something was wrong.

The referee showed a surprised and disgusted expression, "Do you want to hear what you are talking about, Bobo?"

"I mean, her behavior strikes me as biased..."

"Don't say it, I will relay your words to her verbatim, and it will be reflected in today's referee report, get ready for your apology and fine, I won't because of David (Stern) Let’s hide this shit here.” The referee patted Popovich on the shoulder as he spoke, with a happy smile on his face.

"Oh, by the way, take care of your players, next time you do this kind of action, I guarantee he will leave the court before the injured!"

Popovich wanted to make some excuses, but when he looked up, half of the people on the technical desk looked at him, especially the female statistician, who looked quite young, but her face was taut and wrinkle-free.

Popovich's eyes were dark again, Falk, what a mess.

Europe and the United States are the birthplace of the feminist movement. Although they feel that they are lying down for various reasons, but that is only at the bottom level, and their teeth are very sharp when it comes to public celebrities.

The scene just now was shown on the big screen, and some fans who were still shouting "ref suck!" were speechless.

Well, although it was Horry who flew upside down just now, judging from these pictures, it seems that Horry did maliciously do dirty things.

Not everyone can give up the lower limit of being a human being in order to win.

Some Heat fans who ran out of the front row booed sparsely, and some educated Spurs fans couldn't help booing too.

Even a few people on the Spurs field couldn't help but glanced at Horry's limping leg.

It's not like I said, big brother, you're too dedicated to acting, right?
Huo Li's eyes kept switching back and forth between the big screen and Mo Wen, it shouldn't be, he clearly felt Mo Wen pushing his knee just now, could it be that the pain in his thigh was caused by a muscle strain?
After crossing the court, Popovich said nothing but motioned for Nesterovic to replace Horry.

If he was really pushed and flew just now, it would be fine, he couldn't pull people stably, couldn't protect the frame, and it caused him to lose such a big face and get into such a big trouble.

Sit back on the bench and wake up first!

Mo Wen, who had aroused emotional fluctuations, would not stop because of this dunk.

On the defensive end, he left the more energy-saving minibus and took the initiative to find Ginobili.

It was not Mo Wen's purpose to consume him with a pestering confrontation.

Steal the ball, steal the ball, still steal the ball.

As long as the ball is in Ginobili's hands, Mo Wen will be waiting for endless entanglement in the next second.

In 2 minutes and 5 rounds, Ginobili held the ball 4 times and was intercepted 3 times by Mo Wen.

This crazy move directly interrupted the Spurs' rhythm, which was originally quite smooth.

During this period of time, the Heat's offense was still concentrated on the inside, and Mo Wen didn't want to let his physical strength go to the front.

Fortunately, Mourning, who felt that the championship was about to be won, was quite active.

Small hooks on back hits and fat elbows on drawbar throws.

It can't be said that it perfectly replaced the role of Ao Pang, but it almost replaced 80%.

The key is that he grabs rebounds well, and after grabbing rebounds, he knows to pass them out first, and wait for Mo Wen to pull everyone out before attacking.

Relying on the performance of Mourning and other players, the Heat took another 3-point lead in the next 4 minutes.

"Give me a mo, what's the matter with you!" After the end, Mourning, who scored 6 points and 3 rebounds, talked trash to Ao Fat arrogantly.

"Yes, yes, give me a mo..." Laettner opened his mouth wide and was about to say something, when Mourning and O'Neill looked over in unison.

"Whatever you look at, isn't the skill of me and Mo not enough to rule this big alliance?"

"Mo may be able to rule the perimeter, but you can't rule me." O'Neill snorted coldly.

"That's what I want to say too." Mourning said disdainfully with his mouth crooked.

"Fuck, you two have kindness, where is Duncan? Don't you have to rely on me!"

Leitner turned his head away, putting on a more disdainful expression than both of them.

···
In the second quarter, Mo Wen rested for a while, and none of the big three were on the field, although he... and Da Fan arranged some rather subtle tactics.

But the substitute Kenyon Dooling was a little nervous, and after playing two tactics well, he was a little messed up.

By the time Mo Wen played again, the point difference had been recovered to 3 points.

But when Brother Mo came up, the situation was reversed; when Brother Mo came up, the Spurs were not at peace.

Mo Wen also pulled Da Zhi up, and began to fight against the Spurs with his teammates.

Parker's ability to control the rhythm is good. Although the number of assists still seems to be far behind that of top point guards, considering his team style of play and his shooting ability that he did not develop until later, he can do well in the early and mid-term of his career. An average of 6 assists per game is quite good.

However, compared with an old fox like Mo Wen, his rhythmic ability was still a bit weaker.

Stern was happy to see that the two sides played against each other again, but Popovich was not happy because the score was opened again because O'Pang didn't play.

With a 9-point difference, Ao Pang, who was resting off the court, hung over the Spurs like the sword of Damocles.

Moreover, Mo Wen's assist count was also increasing in vain. After halftime, Mo Wen's assist count had reached 12.

Wade, who was watching the game in the ward, exhaled while touching his injured ribs, and there was a local San Antonio newspaper beside the bed.

Why is he so eager to participate in a game that is sure to win?
It was still analyzed by the San Antonio newspaper in front of me.

Both Mo Wen and O'Neal's contracts are only two years old. O'Neal has confirmed that he will negotiate an extension in advance this summer. Otherwise, once O'Neal's contract takes effect in the second year, one may allow O'Neill to return to the free market in vain, and the other O'Neill Fat Na's salary of as high as 3000 million is squeezing out a lot of salary space for the Heat, making it impossible for the Heat to reinforce in the summer.

Although Ao Pang has been a little underwhelmed in this year's playoffs, and his physical problems have frequently exploded, but this does not affect his worth as the league's number one center.

Next season's salary cap is predicted to reach 4900 million. If the Heat don't want to pay a lot of luxury tax, they can only keep 2 superstars.

The best option for the Heat is to renew Mo Wen's contract in advance, and then eat Wade's two-year rookie bonus to try to build a dynasty.

Of course, there is another way to say that Mo Wen's ability is not as good as Wade's point guard, so it is good to trade Wade for a draft pick that can be used immediately. s Choice.

"You said you would not rob me of this city, but she has already fallen in love with you."

Looking at Mo Wen, who was confidently accepting the interview at halftime, and the enthusiastic female reporter in front of him in the camera, Wade grabbed the bed sheet, and he couldn't tell whether it was the pain in his heart or the pain in his bones.

Seeing Ao Pang slumped on the chair in the locker room, Mo Wen smiled and shook his head.

Even if he was going to sign a big contract in the summer, Ao Pang now showed a bit of a swaying mentality.

The teammates are too strong, and they will subconsciously choose to play.

He suffered a lot from it, and sometimes he was finally assigned to the winning dungeon, because his teammates were too strong and easily gained the advantage, which made him slack and resulted in insufficient quest data.

If this guy can win two championships in the Heat, it is not certain what he will look like in the future.

The reasons for opening up are all ready-made by Riley.

In the original history, O'Pang persisted under Riley for two years, and then his health and mentality collapsed together.

It wasn't until he was traded to the sun that NASA's genius doctor came back to life and rescued him.

This year, Riley is still a worker. After winning the championship, Riley’s ten-year share contract will be activated and promoted to the team’s small boss. But he was in the dungeon when he re-coached the Heat during the period from 06 to 08. Except for him, the state of his teammates was not full.

His current body is not in good shape, so it's good to practice with Riley, but he keeps practicing when he turns back—why bother?

The team is unwilling to pay the luxury tax (A-Zhan didn’t pay it in the first year of his career), and there is a time bomb of O’Pang’s health. The credit for winning the game will also score a part of Riley’s profit. They may even be persuaded to cut their salary and renew their contract. Life may also be traded when it is declining—it’s okay to increase the difficulty for rewards in the dungeon, but if you choose to increase the difficulty in reality, then there is something wrong with your brain.

Back in the second half, the Spurs players who were beaten up by Popovich once again set off a wave of offensive counterattacks.

But the spiritual attribute can't make up for the gap in strength.

Ao Pang and Mo Wen teamed up for a few more rounds, and the Spurs players returned to reality.

Ginobili is the fastest return to form.

Mo Wen, who held a grudge, did not give up on his arrest. Halfway through the three quarters, the Argentine was forced to contribute 7 turnovers.

Although Mo Wen also received 3 fouls because of this, but it's over if he is happy.

After each steal, Mo Wen would whisper in his ear, "Olympic champion, 5000 million of your compatriots are watching your live broadcast!" (The NBA announced that the number of viewers in Argentina's broadcast is as high as 5000 million.)
Ginobili can grit his teeth and persist in his mentality, which is really remarkable.

In the final quarter, the point difference has been widened to 15 points, and it will not help Popovich to boil chicken soup.

Don't look at the little old man who usually jumps up and down with a full sense of presence, but the spiritual totem of the Spurs still depends on the sultry talkative Mr. "Black Jack" (Las Vegas) who is silent on the court and can't stop talking off the court. The small game of Blackjack, commonly known as blackjack, is also the name of Daidai’s car dealership).

There is no extreme comeback, no dramatic lore, not so many miracles, some are just logical, natural, and ripe...

Popovich stared blankly at the championship banner above the court, while the Spurs players lowered their heads and covered them with towels.

Mourning lay on Riley and started crying; Da Fan looked at the scoreboard on the screen silly and forgot that the game was still in progress; Laettner wanted to get up to celebrate but was afraid of being blasted by the angry fans Haslem on the court jumped step by step, and the whole person seemed to be floating up; Damon Jones took out the prepared sunglasses and was always ready to rush up to be handsome at the end of the game.

51 seconds left.

Mo Wen, who was no longer scoring, scored his 10th point with a ground pass to assist Dazhi with an easy layup, and also pushed his assist count to 22.

After inhumanely stealing Ginobili again in the frontcourt, Mo Wen didn't choose to attack again, but walked to Popovich's men like walking with the ball.

He pressed the ball vigorously to the ground.

Pointing to Popovich.

He turned and left, turning his head and waving his hand lightly.

These 33 seconds are for you.

Farewell, San Antonio chops!
　There are still three hundred words.Let's challenge again tomorrow...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)