NBA: Starting with Jokic template

Chapter 231: The fire is boiling, and the highest level of praise comes from New York City: FxxK Lin Chuan!

Foster glanced at the score on the sidelines.

At this time, the Knicks scored 68 points with his help.

But at this time, the Thunder team scored 77 points.

Halfway through the third quarter, the Knicks were still 9 points behind the Thunder.

"Dry!"

Foster was upset.

This game so far was one of the few times in his career as a referee that he wanted to curse.

It's obvious that he is already so biased towards the Knicks.

But why is this team so hopeless?
Even though they had sided with the Thunder to such an extent, they were still beaten and fell behind.

Foster angrily pulled the whistle hanging around his neck and glanced at all the members of the Knicks.

His face showed an ugly expression that was not obvious.

He was really confused.

I already have enough double standards.

The Knicks make extremely large moves and rarely blow the whistle themselves.

The foul is only called when even a blind man can see it.

On the offensive end, the Knicks are almost like porcelain.

Just touch and blow.

It is in this situation.

The team led by Anthony still couldn't beat the opponent.

Just now, we were beaten 7:0 by our opponents.

Even for a veteran like him, this left him speechless.

And even with this kind of support, Anthony only scored 22 points.

It was difficult to break 30 points throughout the game.

It’s unworthy to be the second place in MVP.

Far behind Durant.

Although Durant's shots in this game were not as easy as his and his number of shots were not as many as Anthony's, he has still scored 25 points so far.

But the main problem of this game still lies with this kid.

Foster glanced at Lin Chuan in the interior.

This kid...

After knowing the penalty standards, the players played very smartly.

Don’t stretch your hand if you can.

All the balls that were barely defendable were given up.

He is clearly a second-year player, but why does he look like a veteran?
Under the circumstances where you pay special attention to it.

He was able to score 19 points and 8 rebounds from this gap.

He was even able to block two shots so cleanly that he couldn't even blow the whistle.

The handover was so clean that Foster felt guilty even though he had a mission.

Noticing Foster's gaze.

Lin Chuan, who was leaning against Chandler, turned his head to look at him and responded with a sincere smile.

But that smile made Foster shiver a few times, and he was really disgusted by Lin Chuan.

On the field, the game continues.

Foster also became more aggressive.

Even the double-standard whistle made it difficult for the Knicks to take the lead.

He simply became more brazen.

Durant broke into the inside and was slapped on the arm by Anthony who was defending him from behind when he was making a layup. Then the slap hit his back with inertia.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound could even be heard clearly by the audience on the sidelines.

"Fuck!"

Durant was in so much pain that he even cursed in Chinese.

The strength in his hands also decreased a little, and the basketball he was holding just hit the rim and was caught by Chandler.

Seeing this, Lin Chuan on the side couldn't help but shrink his head.

I can’t imagine how painful it would be if this slap hit my back.

Foster was also there, his eyes as big as bells.

But the slap seemed to be non-existent in front of him.

He didn't even think of picking up the whistle and putting it in his mouth.

Just watch as Anthony, the real culprit who committed the crime, ended the third quarter with an easy slam dunk in the frontcourt.

"Hey! Is this even fucking possible?"

Durant stretched out his right hand to cover his back, not even having the strength to return to defense. He stretched out his other hand towards Foster and started complaining.

"That's enough, it's not a big deal, I'm not injured, that's enough!"

Foster didn't even bother to look at him, and just waved his hand to send Durant away.

If it weren't for his MVP status, Foster would also like to give him a T.

Can't you see what he wants to do? One after another they come up to question him.

During the inter-semester break.

Durant took off his jersey and showed it to a few people.

"Fuck, this guy is so cruel."

The moment he saw Durant's back, Lin Chuan couldn't help but take a breath.

There was a bright red palm print on his back, and even after more than a minute, it was still very obvious.

"Yeah, these bastards, relying on the referee's bias towards them, are playing more and more recklessly."

Durant gritted his teeth.

Lin Chuan scratched his head.

I always feel that it is a bit strange for Durant to say this.

Speaking of which, he himself had received a lot of care from the referee.

He cheated a lot of free throws with his big loop.

Now it's the Thunder's turn to suffer a setback, and they are showing an indignant attitude.

"Don't you think so, Lin Chuan? If we hadn't been so accurate in our shots and the opponent wasn't so accurate, we would have been beaten to a pulp long ago."

"Ah? Oh, yes, that's awful."

Seeing Durant suddenly mentioned him, Lin Chuan just laughed it off.

Such a perfunctory attitude did not surprise Durant, as he was still complaining to others about the unfairness of the game.

Lin Chuan took the time to look at the scoreboard.

Now, with these few goals.

The score became 75:80.

The difference between the two teams is minimal.

Lin Chuan was thinking about how to turn the situation around.

Now that the game has not even reached the crucial moment, the refereeing has already been so unfair.

If the score remained like this and went into the last four minutes of the fourth quarter, they would definitely lose.

At that time, it is very likely that any slight movement will be called for a foul.

Foster must be hoping to be sent off as soon as possible!
"Kevin."

Lin Chuan's words made Durant turn around.

"In the fourth quarter, Foster will definitely continue to look after me. The winner of this game will depend on you."

Durant scratched his head and joked,
"Why don't you take care of me? I'm the MVP and you're the third."

"Stop it."

Lin Chuan's expression was serious.

"I don't want to lose the game."

Durant also put away his joking thoughts and said seriously,
"I understand, go ahead."

"Kevin, before the game I made a bold statement that I would beat the Knicks by 20 points."

Hearing Lin Chuan say this, Durant glanced at the scoreboard and then smacked his lips.
"But now we are only leading by 5 points."

"That's right."

Lin Chuan crossed his hands and rested his chin.

"So, your projection is even more needed."

Lin Chuan leaned over, got close to Durant, and whispered his thoughts to him.

..............................

The fourth quarter begins.

Foster wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked onto the court and announced that the game would continue.

In this high-intensity game, he followed the players for three quarters and was exhausted.

The Thunder took the lead in attacking.

Foster was prepared to play blind.

No matter how reckless the Knicks were, he was prepared to pretend not to see it and not call a foul.

But he was still thinking about when the Knicks had better defend the opponent.

Durant was one step away from the three-point line, so he just pulled up for the ball.

He was stunned for a moment, then raised his hands and looked at the basket.

"Shh!"

The basketball goes into the net.

Three points are valid.

Foster shook his head slightly.

This is a super long three-pointer.

He couldn't interfere in any way.

After all, there was no one around.

As the referee, he could only watch Durant shoot the ball.

But this kind of ball is still too dependent on luck.

The next one will definitely not make it.

Foster consoled himself.

Watching the Knicks fail in a rage.

The Thunder quickly advanced their offense.

The Knicks immediately tightened their defense to protect the restricted area.

But the next moment, Durant chose to pull up directly from outside the three-point line.

Anthony was too late to defend again.

He could only watch the basketball go into the net again. "Damn, Anthony is such a loser, how could he be beaten like this!"

Foster cursed inwardly.

Durant scored two goals and the score was directly increased to double digits.

If the score gap is not too big, he still has room for maneuver.

But if the Knicks get beaten.

Even if he had great abilities, he couldn't change his fate and help the Knicks win!

The Knicks were beaten by six points in the first game and called a timeout.

Durant sat down in front of Lin Chuan.

Giving a thumbs up.

"Yes, we can take advantage of their lack of reaction and increase the intensity. We can score a few goals in a row to widen the gap. That's really good."

"This is called high heat to collect the juice."

Lin Chuan smiled.
"But this also relies on your excellent three-point shooting ability."

Hearing Lin Chuan praising him, Durant also became visibly happy.

He was very useful.

Lin Chuan thought about what happened in the past.

last life.

The Western Conference Finals between the Nuggets and the Lakers.

The referee was clearly biased towards the Lakers.

It was then just as it is now.

The endless double-standard penalties allow the Lakers to have more than a dozen more free throws than the Nuggets in every game.

But the Nuggets found ways to target them, too.

We showed weakness to them in the first three quarters.

The beatings came and went.

So that the referee cannot target rashly.

Then in the last section.

Suddenly increase the intensity.

Bang bang goal.

The Lakers were stunned.

In an instant, we took a lead of more than ten points.

It would be difficult for them to turn the tables even with the help of the referee.

Now, Lin Chuan is also using this method.

And thanks to the team having another big guy Durant.

It will only be easier for him to implement.

Now, these two balls will also attract Foster's attention.

Then it was his turn to perform.

Lin Chuan stretched his arms and prepared for the next performance.

Seeing that the timeout was over, he stood up and slowly walked towards the court.

Foster's eyes were still focused on Durant at this time.

No time to notice him.

That's good.

Lin Chuan quietly waited for the opportunity.

On the court, the Knicks made a lot of adjustments after the timeout.

For a while, the battle with the Thunder was back and forth.

Although he was targeted, Durant, as a superstar after all, was able to continue scoring points, ensuring that the team maintained a 9 to 12 point lead.

in between.

Lin Chuan has been in a state of not being able to find this person.

Like an invisible man in the stadium.

This also prevented Foster from whistling the whistle on him, which led to his dismissal.

With only 4 minutes left, Anthony and others were gasping for breath as they watched the Knicks.

Lin Chuan knew the time had come.

He first pretended to fight for position with Chandler in the interior.

Then he suddenly jumped to the outside, received the ball and shot a three-pointer.

The score difference was widened to 15 points.

Then he suddenly increased his intensity, directly interfered with Stoudemire's layup, grabbed the rebound, and slam dunked again.

17 points.

Anthony was a little anxious.

17 points, this score difference almost sentenced them to death.

But there is still room for maneuver.

He was anxious to take action.

But in a hurry, his forced triple threat habit returned to its former state.

Durant was quick to act and clapped his hands again.

Directly intercepted Anthony's ball.

Then rush forward.

Long distance raid.

Anthony was chasing after him relentlessly.

Seeing this, Durant passed the ball back directly.

Give it to Lin Chuan.

Unattended 45 degree angle.

Lin Chuan fired again.

"Shh!"

20 points difference!
There are only 2 and a half minutes left.

The Knicks were powerless to recover.

They called a timeout.

Foster also stood there in a daze.

Open your mouth wide.

The whistle also fell out.

no……

It's only been two minutes, how come the score suddenly became 8:0?

He was just about to make an effort to help the Knicks catch up with the score.

In the blink of an eye, they are already 20 points behind?
This is of no help at all!
Foster just felt that he was under a lot of pressure.

This game, I can't help.

I have been cruel enough.

But mud cannot be propped up against a wall.

There was nothing he could do.

I can only go to Mr. Silver to apologize after the game.

Foster sighed.

Woodson was confused.

His own team suddenly collapsed in just over a minute.

There is no way back...

He called a timeout and replaced all the main players.

Anthony looked up at the sky.

I feel like a complete loser.

Come this far.

But fell down.

It is even possible that we will be swept by our opponents.

He suddenly understood what Kobe said.

The second place is the biggest loser.

He came to his senses when he heard Chandler calling him, and walked off the court with the latter.

Lin Chuan smiled and walked up to Spike Lee, who had a gloomy face, and pointed at the scoreboard.

He didn't say anything, but his actions had already caused the other party to receive the most profound humiliation.

He succeeded in pretending to be cool!

The pause ends.

Spike Lee discovered that Lin Chuan did not die.

He was the only starter among the 10 players on the field.

They knew that the other party was preparing to intensify its efforts to humiliate them.

He stood up in anger and shouted at him,

"FxxK Lin Chuan!"

For a moment, the whole audience could hear the sound of “FxxK Lin Chuan” one after another.

It then intensified and finally formed a chorus similar to the cheers of the supporting team.

resounded throughout the audience.

Bathed in the insults against him, Lin Chuan was not affected at all. He received the ball and made a mid-range shot to score a goal.

He knew that the greatest compliment in New York was to be scolded like this.

Every opposing player who performs well in New York City gets that praise.

Lin Chuan is naturally no exception.

With this offensive round ends.

The game is coming to an end.

He used the last ball to extend the score to 31 points.

This was also the biggest point difference the Knicks ever lost in the Finals.

Lin Chuan bowed in all directions.

It was like making the final farewell.

competition is over.

99: 130.

The Thunder took a 3:0 lead.

In the next game, as long as they win the game, they can sweep their opponents and win another championship after last year and successfully defend their title!

(End of this chapter)