Chapter 510 The Champion

Finals G7, 21 seconds left.

The United Center was silent.

All the Bulls fans didn't even dare to gasp loudly, holding their breath for fear of affecting Jordan's shot.

In such a huge arena, there is only the crisp sound of the basketball in Jordan's hand hitting the floor.

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom."

Every hit seems to hit the hearts of the Lakers players.

Except for Kobe, the hearts of all Lakers players seem to be beating with basketball.

depressed! nervous!

107: 107 tied.

Everyone knew Jordan would take this shot.

And almost everyone thought Jordan would hit the shot.

Because, Jordan was born for this kind of moment.

His fatal blows at countless critical moments are remembered by everyone.

For the last shot, who will you give the basketball to?

Pick one in the 50th anniversary of the NBA, and all of them will choose Michael Jordan!

The king of critical moments!

"Damn it, I don't dare to watch it anymore." Some Lakers fans even covered their eyes in front of the TV.

Kobe and Jordan stared at each other.

In the eyes of the two of them, there are no more than 20,000 fans in the field, no other 8 players on the field, no coaches and teammates on the bench.

At this moment, it seemed as if there were only the two of them left in the world!

All superfluous thoughts have been left behind, FMVP? champion? Hall of Fame? Best in history?

These are not important to them at the moment.

Jordan had only one idea, to hit this shot.

Kobe also had only one idea, and that was to defend the ball.

Both the magician and Byrd's mouths have stopped.

Old Bath and West's wines were already on the table.

Jordan slowly pressed time.

The basketball was moving back and forth in his hands, he must score this goal!

He's going to shoot the buzzer!

He didn't want to give the Lakers a chance for Kobe!

This moment, this scene, he has experienced countless times. In the end, it was Jordan who won!

The last 5 seconds.

3 meters to the left of the three-point line.

Moved!

Jordan moved!

It was as if a red flame was beating!

"Michael Jordan! No. 23 for the Chicago Bulls! Last down! Here he comes!"

"Aura! This kind of disdainful aura! It's too scary!"

"There's no point in being tense, there's no point in hesitating. That's what Michael was made for."

"Confident eyes, he believes that he will be able to hit this ball, because he is the god of Chicago! Michael Jordan!"

It was as if a raging fire flashed before Kobe's eyes!

Menacing! unstoppable!

Bryant stepped back with his left foot and slipped back.

go right!

4 seconds!

Jordan's direction has been undisguised!

Protect the ball with his left hand against Kobe and push to the right!

"Pinch!"

"Come on!"

3 seconds!

Jordan pushed hard with his left hand and pushed Kobe directly to the ground.

Bowen and Big Ben step up!

Facing Bowen and Big Ben, Michael smiled slightly.

2 seconds!

Throw the ball through the gap between the two!

passed!

Push your feet hard!

Get through the cracks of the future best defensive player!

1 second!

take off!

O'Neal was still 2 steps away from him, watching Jordan take off.

"Don't even think about it!" an unyielding voice roared.

"Crack!" There was a small hand, but it pressed hard on the basketball.

"Beep!" The final whistle blew!

"What happened! Michael was blocked!"

"It's Kobe! It's Kobe! After being pushed to the ground, he stood up in an instant!"

"Rush through with impossible speed! Pass through teammates! Complete the block!"

Kobe and Jordan fell to the ground, and teammates on both sides instantly helped them up.

Jordan glared at Kobe.

His shot beyond THE SHOT was ruined!

Was destroyed by Kobe!

A perfect performance, Jordan felt that the ball must hit.

As a result, Kobe jumped so high!

How can he jump so high?

Kobe raised his chin.

Old guy, want to kill me lore?

wishful thinking!

"No foul! Overtime, the game enters overtime!"

"Great shot, but this block is even greater!"

"Michael Jordan's shot was ruined by Kobe."

"The game continues! Overtime in G7 of the finals!"

Kobe sits on the bench, downing Gatorade.

"Kobe, I want to become stronger." O'Neill clenched his fists. He was always proud, but in the most critical game, he couldn't play a dominant role at all.

Although the data is beautiful, his influence on the game is far from that of Kobe and Jordan.

Why is this happening, O'Neill is not reconciled.

He is going to become the number one center forward in history, a player on President Hill. Watching Kobe fighting Jordan single-handedly, he had too many entanglements in his heart.

"Shaq, there is a way to make you stronger." Kobe looked up and looked at O'Neal.

"What is it?"

"Train with me in the summer, and you'll know when the time comes. Next season, you'll dominate the NBA." Kobe patted O'Neal's stomach, which was very elastic, but still a little tasteless.

"Understood." O'Neill nodded heavily, he believed Kobe.

"It's overtime." Jordan looked unhappy. Forced into overtime by Kobe.

"Michael, control your emotions." Although Zen master Phil Jackson regretted that the lore was blocked just now, he quickly adjusted, took out the tactical board, and drew in circles.

"Overtime starts. If you can't hit Michael, pass the ball to Kukci more."

"Tony, I need you to make the team play."

"We are the champions! They are just some inexperienced brats, and the final winners will only be us!"

Bulls players have high morale, and Zen master's chicken soup is quite useful for players of this era.

Only Pippen.

Pippen has a slumped face. If Michael doesn't play, can't he handle the ball himself?

He refused to accept.

But Zen Master would not pay attention to Pippen's feelings. Pippen's performance in front of Kobe was terrible. At this time, it is impossible for Phil Jackson to bet on Pippen to kill the Quartet.

A nail was buried in Pippen's heart.

"I didn't expect this game to go to overtime." The magician tore off his shirt and felt that his sweat was flowing uncontrollably.

"This game will become the greatest game in history." Larry Bird muttered to himself.

This is not false. The studios have told their ratings and viewership numbers, and the ratings for the Finals so far have blown away any year in the past.

And it's still going up!

With Jordan's final attack, the climax was reached.

"No matter who wins or loses, they are all great enough." Ma Fu said with emotion.

Intersection breaks are fleeting.

The game has come to overtime!

Jump ball again!

O'Neill beat Longley to complete the jump ball.

Bryant's legs were already cramping, and his last block was not as easy as it looked.

The same is true for Jordan, the physical energy consumption of the two is too great. In overtime, they gave the ball more to their teammates to handle.

O'Neal attacked with the ball, but was quickly interfered by Pippen Rodman and had to play the ball.

Eddie Jones tentatively attacked Harper, but the CIC missed.

Jordan stood with his hips akimbo beyond the three-point line, catching and passing the ball.

Kukchi organized the offense, but it seemed that the effect was also not very good.

The game has progressed to the present, and the physical fitness of the players has reached the limit.

Harper cut to the basket, was interfered by Horry, and missed.

Substitution.

The coaches of both sides saw that the physical fitness of these starters was on the verge of collapse.

The Lakers replaced Eddie Jones with old Curry.

The Bulls replaced Harper with Cole.

Zen master Phil Jackson finally chose to trust Cole.

Cole lived up to expectations.

The two three-pointers started to compete with each other!

Among the role players, who is the strongest three-pointer?

"Dad! Come on." Little Curry clenched his fists tightly in front of the TV.

Cole ran away from old Curry and hit the first three-pointer vigorously!

The United Center is boiling!

Not to be outdone, the old Curry took Kobe's pass and shot Cole angrily.

"Every ordinary player will have his day to shine."

"If we say Michael Jordan and Kobe, there will be countless wonderful and brilliant shots, but for Kercury, the most brilliant moment in their lives may be now."

Cole screamed up to the sky, he and Jordan handed over and hit a three-pointer again.

The old Curry seemed to be his son's upper body, and he drew his gun and shot 3 meters away from the three-point line.

allow!

The king of the two role players actually became the central dominator of the game in a short period of time.

Kobe and Jordan were willing to cover for them.

They also lived up to expectations, within 5 minutes of overtime. Both hit 4 three-pointers.

But with the timeout, the two sides misplaced the defense, letting Bowen mark Cole and Pippen mark the old Curry, the miracle is not there.

For other players, there is no good way to score.

"Beep!" The whistle sounded.

119: 119 tie!

Tied again!

Second overtime!

The voices of the fans at the United Center arena were hoarse.

The viewers in front of the TV had their toes clenched.

So tense, so exciting!

Such a game is not over yet!

"Old man, are you resting?"

"Stinky boy, I can play another full court."

Kobe and Jordan began to chatter.

This also means that they will take over the game again!

Kobe's legs were already heavy as if they had been filled with lead, and he knew that Jordan was no better.

But even if they still have breath, they will fight at this time!

Bloody battle! Immortal!

This is the honor of a soldier.

Either win or step over my dead body to win.

Michael Jordan, the strongest opponent Kobe has ever encountered in his last and this life.

From spirit, to technique, to body.

Perfect player.

Kobe has never met a player like this, even if there are many players in the future with physical talents that even surpass Jordan. But their performance has never been as great as Jordan.

The strongest enemy!

Kobe is in awe!

The best respect is to defeat him!

Gods fight, continue!

"60 points! Michael scored his second 60+ points in the playoffs!" As Ma Fu roared, Jordan hit another fadeaway jumper with an impeccable performance.

"Kobe, use Jordan's mirror-like movement, the same fadeaway jumper! Also scored 60+!" The magician also roared, as if he and Ma Fu had a louder voice.

"Great game! Great player! This game is the most legendary game in basketball history." Larry Bird was not to be outdone.

Kobe sat down on the ground, shook his hands, his eyes were wet with sweat, and his vision was a little blurred.

A pair of big hands passed over.

It's Jordan.

"Stinky boy, continue."

"Oh, as you wish."

Kobe grabbed Jordan's hand and stood up.

"Crack."

This epic scene was captured and became the most representative scene in this legendary game.

"Kobe, Kobe! Wake up!"

Kobe felt his body being shaken continuously.

Rubbing his eyes, he opened them.

O'Neill's big hand was shaking wildly.

"It's Los Angeles."

Kobe sat up from the seat in the cabin, shaking his head.

He had just dreamed of the final scene of the finals.

The confrontation with Jordan came to the end, tragically.

Both of them were on the verge of collapse, both physically and mentally.

Jordan finally used a great fadeaway jumper to complete the lead in the score.

THE LAST SHOT completed a quasi lore in front of Kobe.

Jordan, who missed once, didn't miss the second time.

This time Kobe did not complete the block in the end.

Lakers 127: 128 Bulls!

The time left for the Lakers is only 0.7 seconds.

With the help of O'Neal's pick-and-roll, Kobe ran out of the open space.

Catch the ball and shoot.

The basketball crossed a beautiful arc and fell into the basket.

However, the referee showed that the lore timed out.

The moment the technical table's penalty was confirmed, Jordan celebrated crazily.

Jordan scored 67 points, 13 rebounds, 5 assists, 2 steals, 1 block and 2 turnovers.

Kobe scored 63 points, 7 rebounds, 6 assists, 3 steals, 1 block and 3 turnovers.

In the end, I still lost.

The Lakers players helped the exhausted Kobe back to the locker room.

In the interview after the game, Kobe said that sentence: "The second place is just the number one loser."

Xiaoyu cried bitterly in the locker room.

O'Neal sat blankly on the bench, absent minded for a long time.

Old Bath and Jerry West's comfort.

Then, Kobe saw Jordan take the FMVP trophy and the O'Brien Cup from Russell.

Chicago became a sea of ​​celebration.

5 championships.

grand ceremony.

From this moment on, the name Michael Jordan is directly linked to the god of basketball.

He's finally more than just a Chicago myth.

Now Jordan is the number one player in basketball history.

The king of gods is crowned.

These scenes played repeatedly in Kobe's mind.

"Okay, old guy. I lost to you this time. Next time, we'll see." Kobe thought stubbornly.

"Kobe, look outside."

Kobe turned his head to look at the glass window of the plane's cabin.

Purple-gold ocean.

Fans who came up to the Lakers showed up at the Los Angeles Airport.

They don't know when the Lakers will arrive.

So they waited all night.

Fans holding up signs - ITS OK

"You Are Our Winners"

"Come again next year!"

"The Lakers Championship"

Kobe was a little lost for a moment.

These lovely fans, my own fans, are the biggest motivation for me to play.

Then - come back next year!