Basketball Crunchy Shark

Chapter 62

Lin Sa's loud voice shocked the audience. All Pistons fans wanted to stand up for Lin Sa. Even Rasheed had already grabbed Artest's collar with his hands raised, but he didn't expect Lin Sa to say this!
Taking off his jersey, Lin Sa held it up high: "Did you see this!? We are players, everything about us will be settled on the court, this is not WEE!" Lin Sa bare-chested and bowed deeply to the audience: "Thank the audience for loving us, but please believe us, we will go back with the victory in a fair way. Our Pistons players are a group of tough guys, not a group of villains, not criminals. Let us tell those opponents who play in despicable ways that we are athletes. !"

Lin Sa roared loudly, Rasheed's clenched fist was still raised in the air, and old Miller pressed his hand on the back of Rasheed's hand: "Rashid, that kid is right."

: "He was hurt like this by you, of course you think he is right!"

"I'm sorry." The old Miller couldn't blame his teammates, so he could only apologize helplessly. When he was young, Miller was also very tough and believed that victory was everything. Today, he still believes in it, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't know what's wrong. Even Miller can't accept a criminal like Artest who can't beat him.

The commotion gradually subsided, Lin Sa put on his jersey and stretched his ankles on the spot.

Old Brown came over to support Lin Sa with Max: "Can you still make free throws?"

penalty! ?Coach, do you know how much I paid for this 13?

With Lin Sa's support, he walked to the free-throw line. This time, even the referee didn't have BB unrelated people not allowed to enter the field. After all, he also has the desire to survive.

Lin Sa made free throws one after another, tying Allen Iverson's scoring record and tying the all-time rookie three-point record, which was a little bit short, but Lin Sa knew that he was going to end, and without a basic test, it was impossible for him to stay on the court.

The two teams substituted, Lin Sa and Artest were off the court at the same time, and Carlisle didn't dare to continue to let Artest on the court. This was only the first game of the regular season. If you lose, you lose. It doesn't matter.

'Papapapapapa' Old Miller applauded Lin Sa as he walked off the court. Following Miller's applause, the audience, the Pistons, and even the Pacers team, referees, and staff all applauded for Lin Sa. The applause this time will not change everyone's position. What should be targeted should still be targeted, and what should be attacked should still be attacked, but this does not prevent everyone from respecting Lin Sa at this moment.

Artest took a towel and covered his head: "That kid can't come back, he needs to rest for at least ten days and half a month."

Wanting to criticize, but having no position, Carlisle had no choice but to remain silent.

Lin Sa was sent to the team doctor for examination. According to the degree of the slight sprain, Lin Sa howled twice. The team doctor was actually a little strange. The height and weight of Artest just now are not surprising for the severity of the injury. It is also possible to be reimbursed for the season, but Lin Sa is like a sprain...he is a little afraid to make a diagnosis.

The team doctor hesitated, but Lin Sake was still in a hurry to play.

: "It looks like a slight sprain, I'll apply ice to you first, you'd better go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination." The doctor is very serious and responsible.

But doctor, didn't I play a bunch of cards and spend all my money just to get a free throw?

Lin Sa played cheap and cute, begged hard, and finally 1 minute before the end of the third quarter, Lin Sa returned to the field from the player tunnel!

The appearance of Lin Sa caught too many people by surprise, the fans at the scene gave warm applause, and several large cameras gave close-ups one after another.

Old Brown looked at Lin Sa, who looked normal except for his crooked walk: "How did the team doctor approve you to come back? Did you bribe him?"

The black line on his forehead slid across: "Coach, my legs are still hurting, I can't laugh, please hurry up and let me play, I'm waiting for a breakthrough."

: "Are you out of your mind, is the record important or your life is important, you have already tied AI's debut record, do you know who that is, AI, one of the greatest scorers in the NBA, now is the time for you to cheer, kid, not the time for you to play."

Lin Sa smiled and sat on the bench. Lynch who was sitting there took the initiative to get out of the way. After Lin Sa thanked him, he continued to pester Old Brown.

: "Coach, I'm fine. I can't say how long I've played. At least I'll play this quarter. Give me a chance. Give me a chance. I'm one step away from the legend. Without me, what if, one in a hundred thousand, the Pacers are about to come back."

People, how shameless can you be? Old Brown finally couldn't stand being entangled. He asked Max to ask the team doctor. If the team doctor said Lin Sa could play, he would allow Lin Sa to play again. The whole team would give Lin Sa this chance.

Lin Sa knew that this was Old Brown's bottom line, and immediately behaved obediently without saying a word.

Little brother Max quickly came back with certain news. At this time, the third quarter ended and Artest left the field. Although the atmosphere on the court was tense, it still didn’t detonate.

The Pistons villain army was still surprised to see Lin Sa appear on the bench. Da Ben, who was sweating profusely, sat next to Lin Sa and patted his little brother on the shoulder: "Lin, are you worried that we will waste your achievements? Don't worry, we will win."

After Lin Sa was replaced, the overall strength of the Pistons did not actually decline. Although the attack ability became a bit horrible in an instant, the defense ability was greatly strengthened, rounded up, and a little stronger.

: "Don't worry about us, those idiots on the opposite side can't win. If Artest dares to come up, I will avenge you." Rasheed Wallace, the Pistons who has committed four offenses as the sixth man, well, Lin Sa thinks he is serious.

Prince and Hamilton also expressed their condolences to Lin Sa, the little brother. Lin Sa stopped the riot just now, and the group of villains who said that were actually quite moved. After all, not everyone likes to be hated by others.

Lin Sa accepted the consolation and praise from the team bosses with an obedient face.

: "Lin Sa will play in the last quarter, and use him as the main offensive point." As soon as Old Brown said that, the expression management of the Pistons five tigers collapsed instantly. Is this crazy? This is still going on! ! ?

: "Just one goal, if he makes a shot, he will be replaced." Old Brown added, so that everyone will understand, after all, it is a record, and if it can be remembered in history, of course they all want to work hard.

: "Coach, I think I can still..." Lin Sa said that he could finish the whole game, but with the murderous look in Old Brown's eyes, Lin Sa immediately hesitated: "I, I can still shoot... a three-pointer... right?"

This time, Old Brown turned his head away from the hapless boy, and seemed to agree.

: "If there is any discomfort, give me a hand gesture, and I will call a timeout." Old Brown added, well, this coach is not that bad anymore.

Da Ben stretched out his big hand to pat Lin Sa's head, and rubbed it vigorously: "Don't worry, I will take good care of him this time, just shoot, I will grab all the rebounds!"

The five Pistons surrounded Lin Sa. At this moment, the barrier between Lin Sa and the Pistons weakened a lot. For the first time, the Pistons felt like they were a whole.

On the side of the Pacers, Artest was still humming music while wearing a towel, while Carlisle was arranging tactics for the fourth quarter. Although judging by the scores, the Pacers were able to hand in their guns based on the historical behavior of the two teams. This may only be the score of two rounds of offense for other teams. For the Pistons and Pacers, it is especially difficult to climb hills with wheelchairs.

Although there is a high probability of losing, what should be done is still to be done. Carlisle's defensive lineup is still meticulous, and in order to contain Ben's rebounds, Artest will continue to appear in the fourth quarter.

"Coach, I'd better guard against that Huaxia kid." Artest, who was lying dead covered in a towel, suddenly said something, which made the Pacers' heated discussion froze.

: "Stop making trouble, that kid is seriously injured, he won't go up anymore." Jr. O'Neill was also one of the people who saw Lin Sa being thrown down, and Lin Sa's small body should not bear the full blow of a master criminal like Artest.

: "He will be there." Artest said firmly, from the moment he covered the towel, he had been looking at the Pistons' rest area through the gap. Lin Sa reappeared on the Pistons' bench, and he never left his sight.

: "Lin has 30 points. This is Allen Iverson's second record in his first show. He also has 5 three-pointers, tying the historical first show record." Old Miller is old, but his brain is very good, and he remembers everything.

: "He doesn't have that chance to break the record." Artest pulled the towel off his face, his sight became very dangerous.

Artest is an unlikable player, not only his opponents don't like him, but his teammates and coaches don't like him either. The Pacers' boss is Jermaine O'Neill, but Artest always wants to seek a position in the court. If it weren't for Miller, who has a treasure in his family, the Pacers would have been in strife.

Carlisle frowned, but he couldn't say anything. If similar incidents happened with other teams, Carlisle could stop them, but not with the Pistons.

At the beginning of the fourth quarter, Lin Sa and Artest reappeared on the court.

With the appearance of Artest, the atmosphere in the Pacers stadium became tense in an instant. Rasheed on the opposite side had a face prone to fouls, but now that big face was staring at Artest viciously, it made people even more nervous.

The Pacers attacked first, and after landing, Artest ignored Rasheed and ran directly to Lin Sa: "Hi, kid, does your leg hurt, is it broken?"

Artest's spraying people really made Lin Sa think that he would be scared when he met black.

Lin Sa is still only an 18-year-old boy. Facing a defensive player like Artest, no one will ask for anything. While Rasheed is defending, he has been staring fiercely at Artest. If Artest dares to do something again, Rasheed will not care whether it is on the court or not. He is not as naive as Lin Sa.

Xiao Ao put his head on the inside line, forced a goal, and switched offense and defense.

After halftime, Lin Sa began to ask Billups for the ball. In fact, it was not a good time to pass the ball. Artest was too tight on defense. However, the team's current tactic was to let Lin Sa score at all costs, so don't think about it. Billups' express pass was delivered on time.

"Are you in a hurry? Come on, boy, do your shot again, look at me, shoot!" Artest said HO fiercely, but his eyes were fixed on Lin Sa's dribbling hand. This guy was injured, and the injury was not serious. This was not Artest's illusion, but his confidence in his black hand skills.

The current Lin Sa, in Artest's eyes, can't jump or step back, so as long as Artest keeps an eye on his shooting timing, Lin Sa has no chance at all, and he won't give this kid a chance to break the record!
(End of this chapter)