from the golden generation

Chapter 327 Finals!
Yan Yaqi smiled happily, she was really worried that Yan Song would deny herself.

But Houston's words and Yan Song's recent behavior made her finally relieved.

Now, Yan Song is not only her brother, but also her superhero, with some admiration mixed in.

The little girl likes her elder brother very much now, clinging to Yan Song all day long, Yan Song's brain hurts even if she clings.

Just yesterday, Yan Song was shooting there.

Yan Yaqi was circling around him, and soon she was hit on the head by the ball, and there seemed to be an extra bump on her forehead.

Yan Yaqi supported Houston well. They were all very happy today. They entered the finals, but they left some regrets.

Especially my brother, I regret not having a hearty battle with Jordan.

Yan Songqian was angry with the Jazz, he had already uttered harsh words, and wanted to send the Jazz away with zero letters.

Because that would be a great humiliation to the Jazz, Yan Song had to do this to relieve the hatred in his heart, and it could be regarded as avenging Jordan.

Yan Song stood on the window sill and looked at the passers-by, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

The Knicks must win completely, Yan Song always maintains the mentality of a decisive battle, the Jazz...is in danger.

December 1998, 6.

The United States ushered in the final finals of the 97-98 season. The two sides were the New York Knicks and the Utah Jazz.

On the [-]rd day, New York's Madison Garden became a sea of ​​people, and the crowd cheered.

The fans have been waiting for a long time, waiting for the Knicks bus to drive over.

They waited, and a bus came not far away.

They cheered and screamed again, and when the vehicle approached the crowd, the cheering stopped suddenly.

Because they found out that this bus is not the Knicks' bus, but the Jazz's bus.

Some players were still waving, but the Knicks fans all responded with their middle fingers, stepping on the horse, wasting my feelings.

"You thought it was the Knicks' bus."

"Me too. I didn't expect it to be the Jazz. It's really disappointing. He looks like Malone is annoying."

The fans insulted Malone in front of them, and Malone would not fail to hear him. At this time, he frowned and wanted to curse.

But cursing will lose your demeanor, which is not a good thing.

Malone endured it, but also stared fiercely at the Knicks fans.

The next second, the crowd cheered again, and Ma Long frowned and turned his head to look back.

In the rear, a bus was driving extremely fast, heading towards the entrance of the bus.

"It's the Knicks bus!"

After one person yelled, the scream was three minutes louder.

People were jumping, waving their arms and shouting desperately.

As the bus gradually approached the crowd, the screams became louder and louder, and people swarmed up against the bus to look at the Knicks players in the bus.

In the car, Yan Song waved to the fans, and deliberately pulled Ewing to the window to let the fans pay attention to Ewing.

Seeing Ewing appear as promised, the fans became even more crazy.

Ewing missed several months due to injury, and now he is back and people are very happy.

But there is another question, that is whether Ewing's condition is good, if not, Knicks fans may not welcome Ewing's return.

It's cruel but true, and the Knicks didn't spend too much time outside.

Houston asked the driver to honk the horn a few times, telling the Jazz bus in front to drive away.

Huston turned his head and gave Yan Song a smirk, and Yan Song gave him a thumbs up.

Hearing the sound of the car horn, Ma Long sighed heavily. He is very upset and in a bad mood now.

He found that since he got to know Yan Song, his temper became much stronger in person, and he got angry easily.

Ma Long felt that he was generous before, but now he became very irritable.

Ma Long blamed Yan Song for the reason. Yan Song sneezed in the car, and the car started immediately.

...

On the way to the locker room, Yan Song was wearing casual clothes, which were simple but very eye-catching.

Yan Song walked in the middle, and the reporter's attention was basically in the middle.

Yan Song is the big hit this year, if you don't take pictures of him, he is a celebrity.

Yan Song didn't get bored by the lights, he is very personable now.

He even took the initiative to aim at the camera and made a few poses.

...

After entering the locker room, Oakley suddenly yelled and startled everyone.

But soon, everyone yelled violently, using it to cheer themselves up.

However, Yan Song suspects that Oakley discovered this somewhere, otherwise he wouldn't suddenly do something like this in the finals.

After everyone shouted, they all began to organize their jerseys and change their equipment.

The soles of the Jordan pair signed by Yan Song before were worn out, so Yan Song asked David to buy new sneakers for him.

This time I was wearing basketball shoes with three stripes instead of hooks.

Yan Song didn't know his name, nor did he know the specific material technology.

Yan Song only thought that the pure white shoes were okay, he jumped and swung his arms.

He is very belligerent now, and he can't stand it anymore.

Ma Long, revenge, Yan Song's mind is full of these words.

After everyone changed their jerseys and equipment, they formed a big circle.

No one spoke, and the locker room suddenly fell silent.

Van Gundy stood at the door and glanced at the time. They were about to enter the arena, but they were still dawdling.

After waiting for dozens of seconds, the crowd in a large circle dispersed and began to run out of the locker room one by one, and followed the passage towards the "battlefield".

Approaching the entrance of the channel, Yan Song, the leader, had already heard the earth-shattering cheers and the host's welcome cheers.

"Now let us welcome today's home team, the creator of 74 wins this season!"

"New York! Knicks!"

With a long sound that pierced the air, Yan Song dragged several people and ran out one after another, Oakley let out another violent yell, bringing the momentum of the crowd to the peak.

Today, Jazz must be broken!
Everyone in the Knicks rushed to the court and stood in a row without muddling. When they came up, they were all of them, and there was no intention of coming up one by one.

It is also because of this reason that the Knicks look very spectacular.

The Jazz people in the player tunnel opposite are still thinking about whether they should go out together like the Knicks, not mothers-in-law, and speed up.

But Ma Long didn't want to imitate Yan Song and the others. He still asked the host to welcome the Jazz team one by one according to the previous situation.

Malone, the core of Sir Stockton, and several other players.

Haha, Yan Song didn't look at it, his eyes didn't even have the intention to go there, Yan Song went crazy again.

That's right, he got mad again.

With his hands behind his back, he tilted his head and looked at Ma Long with disdain on his face. Ma Long stuck out his tongue...

next moment! The first game of the NBA Finals in 1997!here we go!

　I went out to play today, the update will be later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)