The toughest man in the NBA

Chapter 261 Come on, Dallas who can't afford to lose!

With 58 seconds left before the end of the game, Gentry replaced Tuman with Robin.

His palms were full of sweat, and he had been worried that the angry Dallas fans suddenly took out an AK-47 and swept the stadium...

The game was gone, and the Mavericks got zero seals.

Of the previous 21 shots, 13 were blocked by Tu Man, and the remaining 8 shots had to avoid the defender in front of him and worry about Tu Man coming out of nowhere. , what else do you want to do?
On the other hand, the Suns had 13 blocked shots and 13 defensive counterattacks with no misses, and played 9 positional battles. Yi Jianlian, Shane Battier, and Iguodala each dunked 3 times.

The opponent's inside line is weak, if you don't buckle at this time, when will you wait?

The Suns still shot 100 percent, plus two meaningless fouls by Haywood on Yi Jianlian.

Four free throws were sent, and Ah Lian hit three of them.

47:0
The game has ended early!
When Tu Man walked off the court, the fans booed deafeningly. Several old guys with bad prostates in the coaching bench were urinating profusely, with their legs crossed, frowning and trembling.

Hugging Robin who was on stage, Tu Man did not sit down, but turned around and waved to the audience, smiling like a star at a concert——

Friends upstairs, how are you?
What a shit!

The friends upstairs are about to explode!

Before Tu Man's arm could be lowered, a large glass of Gatorade suddenly fell from the sky behind him, hitting his head accurately, and immediately drenched his head and neck.

Turning around, the fans looked innocent.

How weird, a glass of Gatorade appeared out of nowhere?

Tu Man sneered, and ran towards the technical platform with big strides!

Gentry stretched out his hand to grab it, but caught nothing, jumped up quickly, and caught up...

Tu Man had already jumped onto the technical stage, clenched his fists, and shouted frantically towards the audience:

"Come on, Dallas who can't afford to lose!"

"Shoot me..."

Before the words were finished, drinks poured down the sky!

A fire broke out at the gate of the city, which affected the fish in the pond. The staff of the technical desk were soaked in water and rushed away with their heads in their arms. Gentry was also dragged away to the distance.

Tu Man was happy and fearless, raised his head and roared angrily:
"You bastards, what's the point of throwing a drink? Throwing a knife..."

To hammer the hammer!

A series of drink bottles, sneakers, and backpacks seemed to be thrown at him, and Tu Man was already prepared, and his arms danced wildly in front of him, knocking off the debris one by one.

What a joke, I would be afraid of this?

Seeing that the hidden weapon didn't work, the fans started rushing towards the technical stage, raising fists the size of sandbags one by one, their eyes breathing fire, their faces blushing and their necks thick.

Either you die today, or I live!
The security guards in the arena were all head-scratched. They piled up a human wall in front of the technical stage, trying their best to block the raging tide of the fans who had lost their minds...

Seeing that the human wall was crumbling, the referee bravely jumped onto the technical platform and called Tu Manlian two technical fouls against his face.

Spit out the whistle and beg:

"Brother, can you go first?"

At this time, Gentry also rushed over with the generals of the sun, even persuading and pulling, finally got Tu Man off the technical stage, and escorted him all the way to the locker room.

The home fans are still relentless, hitting the wall and throwing things down.

A group of people followed Tu Man to suffer, trotting all the way, running away with their heads in their hands...

The witty Erwa immediately called the police, and the stadium security struggled to support them. The atmosphere in the stadium slowly cooled down only after Dallas police officers took away more than 100 stadium thugs.

The game was interrupted for half an hour.

This was a live broadcast across the United States. David Stern, who was far away at the headquarters, was furious at the appearance of such ugly court violence. He immediately called the referee on duty and asked him to strictly enforce the law. Punishment penalty...

The referee felt more wronged than Dou E.

Is your old man not watching the game?
This conflict has nothing to do with the referee. If you hadn't presented the DPOY trophy before the start of the game and set the Dallas people on fire, would the fans have gone crazy?
After the game restarted, the angry referee started to whistle at the body hair level. This is true on both sides. Whoever dares to have physical contact will make you want to die...

Gentry immediately dispatched the third unit and started paddling.

The Mavericks have long since lost their minds, and now the whistleblowing is so strict, both offensive and defensive ends are bound, and they say that chasing points, it may not be possible to bite...

The fight failed, the game failed to watch, and the fans began to leave the field.

By the fourth quarter, the Mavericks' home court was already empty!
Gentry and Carlisle looked at each other, and sat back on the coach's bench tacitly.

In the fourth quarter, apart from the official timeout, neither side stopped the game——

What's the useless thing?

Hurry up and knock it down!
102:52
The Mavericks were slaughtered again, and the Suns won three games in a row, already holding the match point!
Gentry originally wanted to send Tuman directly back to the hotel, but the press officer brought the league's highest instructions:
As the fuse, Tu Man must come forward to clarify!

Clarify a hot pepper!
I'm a victim, okay?

An angry Tu Man dialed Sister Tao's phone with the last ounce of reason. After some reminders, Tu Man gradually calmed down, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wearing a suit and leather shoes, he made himself look smart and handsome.

Facing the reporter's question, Tu Man responded with a smile:

"I am a player, and I am a fearless man. How can I shrink back because of the boos all over the sky? If I can block ten caps, I will never block one less!"

"On the court, I am a brave fighter. I will never shrink from weapons of mass destruction such as drinks, sneakers, backpacks, and chairs. If the enemy insults me with blood, I will only repay it. I will go to everyone..."

"The people of Dallas taught the whole league a lesson. If the team can't play, the fans can pour drinks on the field, throw garbage, hurt the opponent, and maybe win? To be honest, not everyone in the NBA tough like me..."

David Stern in front of the monitor opened his mouth wide, and the cigar fell into his crotch, causing a small fire...

The furious President gave the result of the penalty overnight:
Tu Man was fined an additional $2.5 for provoking fans.

He picked himself up after the game, was he suspended for blocking a shot?

Or, was suspended for not escaping?
Where is the dignity of the players?
The alliance had no choice but to lift it up high, lower it lightly, and hastily fined it.

Mark Cuban was suspended one game and fined $2.5 for mismanagement.

The second baby is dumbfounded, so I'll call the police, okay?
Is this bad management?
Dallas fans were collectively suspended for one game due to stadium violence.

In the next game, the two teams will play in the empty National Airline Center Arena, which is really clean.

Violent elements brought into the police station are banned for life.

From now on, I can only watch TV at home, and I can let go of my hands and feet, smashing my own TV unscrupulously...

(End of this chapter)