from the golden generation

Chapter 134 Disgrace!
Ewing was blocked by Mourning, and the rebound was taken by Mashburn.

Seeing that the Heat had a chance to launch a fast break, Mashburn naturally threw the ball over when he saw Brown running out of space.

But Houston is right behind, which is not a good position, because Mashburn's pass is a little close.

The ball could easily be intercepted by Houston.

"Aha."

In order to prevent losing the ball, Brown jumped up, and at the same time, Houston also grabbed the ball behind him.

Two people compete for the ball that is still in flight at the same time, and injuries are prone to occur.

"Crack."

Houston's left index finger was hit by a basketball and was clearly injured.

But he didn't stop fighting, although in the end he failed, the ball was taken by Brown, and he completed the layup.

But Houston tried his best, and he was injured.

"It's alright."

Yan Song walked to Houston immediately to check his fingers.

Houston just rubbed his injured index finger, shook his head, and said.

"It's okay, I can still shoot, I can still defend..."

Houston still has a lot to say, but if he plays the game now, otherwise he will have to say a lot.

There is still a big gap in the score, and the Knicks are not in a hurry.

The Knicks played relatively steadily in the first quarter, mainly to stabilize their advantage and prevent the Heat from overtaking the score.

The Heat did not make too many mistakes because of their anxiety, at the end of the first quarter.

The score of the two teams was 23 to 18, the Heat trailed by five points, the key five points.

They must narrow the score further, otherwise the Knicks are likely to continue to expand the five points and eventually crush the Heat.

Short breaks.

Riley has some things to explain, Van Gundy led the team very well this year, which also put pressure on him as the best coach.

"The Knicks can become this year's dark horse, relying on Yan Song to drive other people."

"You try to restrain Yan Song, and don't let him score so easily. After all, it is difficult for Jordan to resist him."

Riley's requirements are no longer strict, and the team members are relieved.

After a quarter, it's time for substitutions.

Players who are physically weak need to go off the court. Riley replaced Mourning, and the Knicks also replaced Ewing.

The two "mortal enemies" sat on the bench reluctantly.

The Heat sent the most improved player this time, and Austin played.

His appearance attracted someone's attention.

"Which one is the Most Improved Player?"

"The one standing right now."

Houston answered, and the questioner rinsed his mouth and spit out the drink.

"Go to the field and watch me beat him up."

...

The second quarter of the game then began.

Austin didn't know he was being watched.

The Knicks hold the right to attack for the first time in the second quarter, and the young man who just asked the question will naturally not waste this opportunity.

After all, he wants to see if a player has won the honor, and whether he has the strength to deserve the honor.

The answer was quickly revealed.

The big boy who just asked the question knows who it is without guessing?

"Yan Song."

The winner of the best team, the winner of the best rookie, should also be the winner of the most improved player.

He was not convinced, and the award was awarded to a "little man".

Even if it was for Wolf King Garnett, Yan Song wouldn't say a word, or fart.

Now he has a way to verify the opponent, Mourning is off, and Hardaway is the one who defends himself.

But he was tired and couldn't compare with himself in physical strength.

With all thoughts and preparations in place, Yan Song took a step and rushed out at top speed.

The acceleration of the startup brought a gust of wind, and the wind cut Hardaway's face and hurt him.

Yan Song passed the defender in one step and went straight to the basket.

Williams at the basket saw Yan Song rushing over, and pulled away without saying a word.

As a center, Austin will naturally block Yan Song.

Both moved toward the hoop, and it was a horrific sight.

Yan Song took off near the free throw line, his legs were almost on Austin's body, and he completed a one-armed dunk.

"Oh hoo hoo!"

The commentator stood up immediately upon seeing this scene.

What's this?Riding Dunk!

Yan Songqi buckled the [-]m center forward.

And the center fell down against the basketball hoop after being dunked.

Yan Song stepped over his lap, which was a shame to the other party, but Yan Song did not regret it.

I am doing Liwei now, and I am taking Austin into surgery.

To be honest, Yan Song is tired of the word rookie, he may affect his own conditions for honor.

For example, the judges felt that Yan Song was too young and deliberately refused to vote for Yan Song.

Yan Song thinks this way, all he wants to destroy the word "rookie" attached to himself.

He hopes that people will remember that Yan Song's debut is the pinnacle, and rookies are an insult to himself.

"This kid is really crazy!"

Watching Yan Song stepping over his opponent on TV, Qiao Dan shook his head and smiled wryly.

After a wry smile, he smiled excitedly.

"I didn't expect God to give me such an opponent when I was old."

Rodman looked at Austin dissatisfied.

"If it were me, I'd punch that kid in the face."

After the words fell, Jordan laughed.

And the Miami Heat's home court is smashed, and people seem to forget whose home is here.

People shouted Yan Song's name, followed by "MVP"!
This scene is both funny and admirable.

A rookie who has only been in the NBA for a few months made the playoffs, then dunked the backup center in the playoffs, and then made the opposing fans chant his name.

This is crazy...

Austin, who was targeted, stood up honestly without saying a word.

He didn't respond, it was just like that when he was buckled, it didn't matter.

He only knows how to play well, do what a backup center should do, and play a good backup for Mourning. This is his task in Miami.

...

The game is still going on, this dunk will not affect anything.

It just made the morale of the Heat drop a little bit, that's all.

"Attack, pay attention to coordination."

Hardaway held the ball and said this, but no one paid any attention to Austin, as if what happened just now didn't happen.

Seeing that Austin was still motionless, Leonard patted his stomach and said.

"What are you thinking, attacking, we are still waiting for you to grab rebounds and play pick-and-rolls."

Leonard's words made Austin sober, and he was a little absent-minded just now.

He didn't care about the dunk just now, it will be played back and checked by people when it can, and the younger generations will also see his embarrassed appearance and his chic appearance.

Thinking of this, Austin was a little uneasy.

Fortunately, his mental quality is relatively strong, and the grievances are just like that. Don't think about revenge, or return Yan Song.

Those are not my tasks. I just need to do what a role player should do and help my teammates cooperate well.

Just grab the rebounds and guard your own basket...

(End of this chapter)