Rebirth of My Rocket Dynasty

Chapter 156 Tears in Chicago ([-])

The second half of the game started under the anticipation of everyone. After the intermission, the Rockets had just regained some confidence and were hit hard again, because the Rockets were beaten within 5 minutes of the second half. 11:4.
The score between the two sides was quickly stretched to 15 points. Almost everyone who likes the Rockets can't believe that all this is true. Now the Rockets are on the verge of defeat.

Looking at the situation on the court, Olajuwon couldn't sit still any longer, and hurriedly walked to Lao Tang's side and said eagerly: "Coach, let me play, if this continues, we will lose."

Old Tang Nian shook his head sinkingly, and said: "Sit down Hakim first, it's not the time for you to play, the Rockets can no longer rely on old guys like you and Clyde to save the game, even if this If you save them once, how many more times can you save them, now they have to rely on themselves."

Looking at Lao Tang with a firm expression, Olajuwon still couldn't say what he wanted to say, but what Olajuwon didn't know now was that Lao Tang's heart was boiling like a landslide.

At this time, Lao Tang thought to himself: you bastards, what kind of plane are you doing, and you were beaten into such a state by the bull, what else can you do, the bull is difficult to deal with, it is impossible to be so difficult To the extent that this is obviously being beaten by others.

Thinking of this, Lao Tang immediately called a timeout.

Seeing the Rockets players, who had already been beaten, walked to the sidelines dejectedly, Lao Tang was so angry that he couldn't express it. He had no choice but to explain the tactics first.

Lao Tang held back the anger in his heart, and said: "Guys, you guys have played very badly these few minutes. I already smelled the smell when I was on the sidelines. Didn't you smell it yourself? Could it be that your noses are all blocked?" up?"

Lao Tang who opened his mouth couldn't bear it anymore, and his anger began to erupt. At this time, Tiger behind him hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him: "Hey, hey, Rudy, don't be so angry, it's not good for your body. Well, what we need now is a counterattack tactic, you are screaming out loud now, we should lose or we will lose, calm down, calm down."

At this moment, the faces of the Rockets players are basically pale. Everyone knows that Lao Tang is really angry this time. As a calm coach, it is really difficult for Lao Tang to be so angry.

Lao Tang calmed down, took a deep breath, and said: "Okay, now you all remember, starting from defense, I don't want the Bulls to score goals so easily now, if any of you can't do it Come on, then please come down, I don’t think there will be any place for you in the Rockets in the future, you have to remember that no matter who you are or how much your annual salary is, a player who is not aggressive has good skills and physical fitness Superior, he can't be a good player, everyone cheer me up now, the Bulls are not that strong, they are so strong that you can't do anything, the key to winning or losing now depends entirely on your own performance , if you still want to win the final victory, then you can concentrate your attention on me, do you understand?"

The faces of the Rockets were flushed at this time, and they roared in a low voice: "Understood."

Lao Tang nodded in satisfaction, and continued to arrange the tactics for the Rockets.

The timeout was over quickly, and the game started anew.

But after the game started, the rocket seemed to have completed a transformation, from the original little white rabbit to a big bad wolf. The ferocity can no longer be described in words.

Not only is he ruthless to his opponent, but he is also very ruthless to himself.

Ben, who replaced Olajuwon at the beginning of the third quarter, got mixed up with Rodman. Rodman was under tremendous pressure from this power madman, and after the timeout ended, Lao Tang seemed to have given some buff magic to the players. Similarly, each player was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

Originally wrestling with Big Ben was not a very exciting thing, but now Big Ben is like a transformation of a monster, which makes Rodman even more unbearable.

Jordan is also discovering the changes in his opponents. Ray Allen is no longer that humble gentleman. The blackness of his strikes and the weight of his strikes have made Jordan, who is facing him, feel tremendous pressure. He is afraid that if he is not careful, he will end his sports career.

Pippen, who was facing Horry, also felt the difference. Horry's defense before could only be described as tight, but now Horry's defense is tight and fierce.

After the Rockets improved their defense several notches, the Bulls missed two consecutive offenses. The Rockets took advantage of the trend with a three-pointer and a mid-range shot, bringing the score between the two sides closer to 10 points.

Seeing this situation, Jordan stood up again. A leader is a leader. When the Bulls need it most, it must be a great "flying man" who stands up.

Jordan controlled the ball and looked at the calm Ray Allen in front of him. Jordan said: "You are very good, boy. Now that you have learned how to defend in the league, I am very optimistic about your future. However, today I'm going to take this victory with me."

Ray Allen looked at Jordan coldly and didn't speak, as long as he stretched out his hand, he signaled to let the horse come over.

Jordan looked at this somewhat calm and over-the-top kid, and started his performance again. Controlling the ball, he turned around and leaned against Ray Allen. Turned back and shot, very precise shot, hit with a "swish", and the Bulls started scoring again.

Ray Allen looked at Jordan who was walking backwards, and served to the bottom line with a blank expression.

Bodi Roga quickly took the basketball and quickly advanced to the frontcourt. Just after halftime, Harper stared directly at him.

Looking at his defender, Bodi Roga smiled coldly, stepped forward directly, and came beyond the three-point line, regardless of Harper who had already defended, a very firm three-pointer, arc It was still so low and flat, with extremely fast rotation and extremely high speed, it directly smashed into the basket.

The Rockets immediately fought back. Seeing the Rockets' counterattack, the Bulls began to counterattack not to be outdone.

The two sides strangled together, and the Rockets, relying on their fierce defense, approached the score bit by bit.

However, the number of fouls committed by Rockets players has also risen sharply.

Looking at the Rockets players who have consumed a lot of physical strength and experience on the court, Lao Tang beckoned, and the Rockets have many players who can play. Such an advantage has emerged.

Garnett and Ray Allen stayed on the court, Bodiroga, Ben and Horry all slender rested.

Bus, Mark? Jackson and Saulius started playing.

Mark Jackson came on the court and continued to control the rhythm of the game. After entering the court, Mark Jackson and Harper, who was facing him, started a verbal battle. Mark Jackson said: "Harper, when you layup just now The action of fanning down is really wonderful, I was fascinated by it.”

What Mark Jackson was talking about was the scene where Ben slapped Harper's layup with a slap. At that time, Harper was like a frightened little rooster, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

Harper, who was caught with a sore foot, blushed at the time. Although he was black, he couldn't see any redness, but Harper's eyes were already red.

Harper howled like a wild wolf in a low voice: "Mark, shut up, if you don't want to be punched, shut up."

Harper issued a threat.

However, Mark? Jackson continued to tease Harper's anger as if he didn't hear it.

Just listen to Mark? Jackson said: "Wow, are you threatening me, man, if so, you succeeded. However, one thing I remind you, there is now a nuclear weapon in the entire league on the rocket field." My kid is on the court, if you want to do something, I have no objection, you deserve to be blocked, kid."

Looking at Mark Jackson's stinky face, Harper couldn't help but wanted to beat him up.

However, thinking about the Chinese behind that kid, villains like Oakley and William Moss didn't even make a move in his hands, and they flew out directly, thinking about his own body, or forget it.

Looking at Harper who was about to go crazy by himself, Mark Jackson felt refreshed for a while, as if drinking a large bottle of iced Coke during the hottest dog days, it was refreshing.

However, Mark Jackson did not delay his formality. The bus was blocked by Saulius, and the Lithuanian who opened up the space made a mid-range shot, and the score between the two sides was only 6 points apart.

Seeing the Rockets gradually catching up, Lao Tang slowly relaxed on the sidelines. It seemed that these young people under him really survived.

The anger in Lao Tang's heart was slowly calming down. At this time, there was very little time left in the third quarter.

Only enough players on both sides can complete an attack in each.

Jordan controlled the basketball, looked at the players around him, and gestured. The Bulls continued to run their own 'triangle offense'. Suddenly, Harper accelerated, throwing off the slow Mark Jackson. Using Rodman's blocking, he completely made a space for himself, and then the basketball in Jordan's hand was passed over. Harper, who received the ball, took a light breath, and pushed out the basketball in his hand steadily. basketball.

"Swish"

The basketball hit the basket accurately, and the sound of friction between the basketball and the net resounded throughout the audience.

Harper shook his fist fiercely, and gave Mark Jackson a demonstrative stare.

Mark Jackson just smiled and didn't say anything, but the cold light in his eyes betrayed his unrest.

The Rockets continued to attack, with 20 seconds left, the Rockets were still 8 points behind, Mark? Jackson controlled the ball, watching the passage of time, with 10 seconds left in the game, Mark? Jackson suddenly started to attack.

Saulius blocked it with a stride, and chased after Mark Jackson, who was defending Harper. Mark Jackson ran to a 30-degree angle on the right in two steps, and there was no one around him to defend.

Seeing Rodman, who had already made up from the inside, Mark Jackson shot a three-pointer very calmly.

"Swish"

A very precise three-pointer was hit, and the time was only 2.3 seconds for the Bulls.

After the hit, Mark Jackson glanced at Harper with a smile, and walked back to his own half.

Harper shook his head helplessly, cursing inwardly: Why is this old guy so annoying.

After the Bulls served the ball, they threw it directly in their own half to the Rockets' half, and the time ended when the basketball was in the air.

The Bulls entered the final quarter with a 5-point lead.

On the sidelines, looking at the sinking Phil Jackson, the Bulls players knew that they were in big trouble.

　Ask for everything you can ask, thank you from the heavens.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)