from the golden generation

Chapter 167 The Rocket Is Crazy

Yan Song hasn't seen these annoying things for too long.

Because it's useless to think about it, because there are still a day or two before the game day.

No matter how worried and distressed I am, I will never know what the bull is thinking.

Thinking of this, Yan Song got up and ran to the backyard. Since Van Gundy defeated the Heat, he sent someone to send the basket back.

Yan Song picked up the basketball, walked out in two steps and shot.

He still retains the feel of the game, but his hands are still shaking.

After all, playing a high-intensity game for 48 minutes is really exhausting.

There is no rest day, and Yan Song will continue to train crazily the next day. As long as he is not tired, he will not stop.

After completing 800 goals today, Yan Song took a rest.

Houston poured water on Yan Song's head to cool Yan Song.

Yan Song didn't scold Houston, because it was hot, and it was good for him to cool himself down.

"Today's game is about to start. Who do you think will win this time, the Rockets or the Jazz?"

After Oakley finished speaking, Johnson continued.

"Jazz, after all, they won a lot. Although they won once last time, I think the Jazz are stronger."

After the words fell, no one was speaking, everyone was looking at the door of the lounge, and Ewing turned his head.

"let's go?"

"go!"

Everyone rushed into the lounge at the same time, Yan Song turned on the TV, found the live broadcast of the Jazz and Rockets, and watched it.

On May 1997, 5, the Rockets Jazz fought again.

The Jazz temporarily led 2-1, and when the Knicks watched, the game had already begun.

Now it's the Jazz's offense, the Rockets are 2-0, and they should have just completed the offense.

Stockton is breaking through with the ball, and his old partner Malone screens for him.

Under the cover of Malone, Stockton faced Olajuwon, pulled the bar and scored a goal with difficulty, and hit a backhand layup.

And Olajuwon's fingers touched the ball, but he still couldn't stop it.

The Rockets attacked, Drexler held the ball, and the speed of the old glider was not too slow. After two disguises, he held the ball and accelerated.

But Stockton's defense was too tight. He didn't have a good breakthrough position. He had already reached the bottom corner and passed the ball to Barkley.

Barkley pouted his big butt and bumped Malone back.

"Hey!"

Barkley turned to shoot, but his action tricked Malone, who jumped up.

Barkley took the opportunity to pick the basket and score.

Immediately afterwards, the Jazz launched an offense, and because they were a little too hasty, they made a pass error.

Ostertag jumped to catch the ball and passed it to the glider.

The old glider took off with the ball in an instant, made a loud noise in the air, dunked the ball into the basket and pointed to the sky with both hands.

"Hoho, this rocket is going crazy."

Yan Song rubbed his chin, looking so engrossed that even Yan Yaqi didn't notice when he was stroking his hair.

"The Rockets' aura came out from the beginning, and the Jazz made mistakes as soon as they came up. It shouldn't be like this."

The Jazz, who has always been fierce, made a mistake at the beginning, and the Rockets seized the opportunity to expand their advantage.

Malone served again, this time Stockton ran closer and did not let Malone throw it high.

Stockton received it, and the rest of his teammates were around him, ready to catch the ball at any time.

The two sides are evenly matched. On the inside, it is difficult for Malone alone to resist Olajuwon and Barkley's turn to attack.

These two are also celebrity-level stars, not the kind of cats and dogs on the street, who can be comparable to him in strength.

Malone had a hard time inside, while Drexler had a hard time on the outside.

Stockton's petty moves got him a little upset, and he got snapped several times.

Thanks to this being the home court of the Rockets, the referee gave Stockton a personal foul, and the opponent restrained himself a little, and Drexler got better.

"It's still old after all."

Ewing looked at the glider on the TV and said words of sympathy.

Both he and Drexler are on the same level, Ewing's physical strength has declined, and Jordan is the same.

Jordan was exhausted to death last time, but he still needed to play hard.

They have no choice, as long as people are still alive and can continue to fight, they have to fight. This is the NBA superstar in people's minds.

With the end of the first quarter, the difference between the two sides is within 5 points. The Rockets are currently the dominant team, and it is very likely to win another game and win the Jazz once.

It's just that Malone and Stockton will not agree, and the Utah Shuangsha is by no means in vain.

Soon in the middle of the second quarter, the Jazz counterattacked and overtook the score. This situation caused the home fans to boo.

I don't know if they are mocking the Jazz or the Rockets.

But no matter what, the game will not be suspended because of them.

The Rockets' inside play became smoother and smoother, and the number of Malone's rebounds decreased.

Barkley's big butt is no less than his iron elbow, and even better than his iron elbow.

"Get me out!"

Barkley pushed Malone and took off the rebound.

Immediately afterwards, he made a layup and scored a 2+1.

This is Malone's third foul. He needs to be careful. This is just the second quarter. Malone is indispensable as the team leader.

...

Barkley missed a free throw, but the score also surpassed the Jazz. Although it was only one point, a point is still a point.

"Brothers, keep playing the inside line and kill Ma Long, just like Yan Xiaozi hoho Jordan."

Buck used Yan Song as a teaching material, but Yan Song didn't know it, and foolishly said that Barkley scored a good goal just now.

The game time continued to pass, and the scores of the two teams were very anxious.

But the Rockets finally got an absolute advantage of 4 points in the fourth quarter.

And after Stockton hit a three-pointer, Malone also hit a ball.

Chased up the score, but at the end of the game, Olajuwon's dreamy hook layup killed the game.

Olajuwon beat the Jazz, and everyone in the Knicks yelled wildly.

Yan Song wondered.

"This year's semi-finals didn't kill a lore, and I was embarrassed to enter the finals."

After speaking, Yan Song shook his head and walked out of the lounge, continuing to train.

Leave the other teammates outside to savor the lore just now.

After running, Olajuwon stopped suddenly, stretched out his hand to make a fake shot, then turned around and faked again, and finally jumped up for a layup.

Watch it again, it's still fun.

The Rockets won the game, 2-2.

The Jazz and Rockets have fought four games, with only three remaining.

In the remaining three games, whoever wins two games can enter the finals and challenge their opponents to defeat them to win their own championship.

...

"Who do you think the Bulls or the Knicks have the best chance of reaching the Finals?"

"Bulls, Jordan can still fly to the sky and escape from the ground. The Knicks are still a little bit behind. Now is not the time for them to win the championship."

"However, I also admire them very much and hope to meet them in the finals."

After the words fell, the female reporter nodded.

"Thank you for your statement."

(End of this chapter)