You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 921 The first four consecutive championships in the post-merger era
Chapter 923 The first four consecutive championships in the post-merger era
Six minutes before the end, the voices on the scene became louder and louder.

Because the game has no suspense.

Because Eddie Curry punched Divac in the face, he was also expelled for a second-degree malicious foul. The game became more and more gunpowder, but the coaches of both sides have already looked away.

After a timeout, the King replaced the main force, and the Pistons naturally also replaced the main force.

On the side of the Pistons, the five players on the field are the 01 four players other than Curry and Patrick Ewing, the first center in Knicks history who is willing to guard the water fountain for the team.

"Pat, in six minutes you'll have a ring too."

Hill smiled at Ewing before he played.

Ewing always had a tense face, showing a relieved smile.

After tonight, I will also be able to participate in the discussion of the championship table.

The so-called champion table is a class divided by the three bullies of the Demon Bird God in the first dream period.

Those with rings sit together, and those without rings sit together.

Barkley was shameless and wanted to join in. Jordan said, "Why are you sitting here, a fat pig who wants nothing?"

Barkley won three rings in the Pistons. Ewing did not expect that he would finally realize his dream of being a champion here.

Thinking of this, he walked lightly onto the field.

"In fact, we can already announce that the Pistons will become the final champion of this year and achieve the first four consecutive championships in the post-merger era, but we can't do that." Lambiel said with a smothered smile, "This is the minimum respect for the opponent."

Bowen's balls are unpredictable; Divac's teeth have been knocked out; the price paid by the king has been tragic enough that he really shouldn't add salt to the wound.

Although it was a no-brainer game, two violent incidents will make this night one to remember.

This may be the smoothest night for the Pistons to win the championship in four years, but its classic level can definitely be ranked in the top three.

Dor.Mo kicked Bowen and Curry punched Divac.

The progress of the game was really to Lambiel's liking, and he was very excited to sit in the commentary seat. After all, not every commentator can explain such a classic game in the first year of his career.

Substitute vs. substitute, the Pistons have an obvious advantage.

Although Ewing is old and has plenty of physical fitness, he can play high-level games for about 10 minutes by relying on his game experience and awareness, as well as his superb skills.

And there are only 6 minutes left in the game tonight, which is simply a stage tailor-made for him.

What about garbage time?What he has to do is to further kill his opponents and leave his footprints on the decisive stage of the finals.

Therefore, Ewing started with a bunny jumper.

The defensive end is filled everywhere. When he was young, he used this active defensive rotation to lead to the fact that he failed to average double figures in rebounds per game in the first few years of his career.

Turning around and making the ball in the high position, he hit the ground skillfully and gave it to Randolph at the basket.

The immature black bear also left footprints at the decisive moment, danced and licked the basket easily.

It's obviously garbage time, but I meet a group of serious people who don't treat it as garbage time.

The fact that the Pistons have even a third unit this strong is enough to frustrate their opponents.

Judging from the skills of these people, the five members of the Pistons' third team can play the main rotation in the Kings, but they can only deal with garbage time in the Pistons.

In front of opponents who have no fighting spirit, in the carefree and happy time, 6 minutes flew by like running water.

10 seconds before the end, the ball was in Watson's hands.

133 is better than 99
A brutal and inhumane victory was the final impression left on the world by this year's final.

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Everyone stopped playing, and Watson took the ball.

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The Kings' backup center saluted Ewing: "Congratulations."

The long-cherished wish of his life was about to be fulfilled, Ewing seemed to go back many years ago, he responded melancholy: "You guys played well too."

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Watson threw the ball in the air, and Randolph jumped on top of Ewing and yelled.

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The game wasn't over yet, but the Pistons players had rushed into the field, and when the final whistle sounded, everyone hugged.

"History will remember tonight!"

"The Detroit Pistons achieved the first four consecutive championships in the merger era!"

"Their greatness shall live forever!"

The audience sang in unison and the players celebrated wildly.

Some of them have already won the championship for the fourth time, but they are still very excited, because the four consecutive championships are the first time someone has completed it after 60s.

When the Celtics achieved eight championships, there were few teams in the league and they were not competitive enough. They completed four consecutive championships when their talent pool was the deepest. Consecutive crown dynasty, they are the first in history!

"Congratulations, Mr. Davidson." Stern stood up slowly, trying to make himself forget that Mo Mengchen kicked Bowen.

The strange thing is that what he thinks is not how to punish Mo Mengchen, but how to find a legitimate excuse for Mo Mengchen's appearance, he can't let the image spokesperson of the alliance bear the scandal.

"Mr. President, there must be a reason for Dor.Mo's kick. We all know what kind of person he is." Davidson smiled, "Please find out the truth and deal with it fairly."

"Of course," Stern said with a deep smile, "we all know what kind of man he is."

After all, Stern walked out of the box with the officials. Next, the championship platform will be set up on the spot. The Pistons returned to the field after a brief exit, and received the supreme ceremony in their home court with the cheers of the crowd.

If nothing else, the guy who caused a mess tonight will be the Finals Most Valuable Player.

In fact, this is not a surprise, the best player in the finals is basically Mo Mengchen.

The only one who can compete is Hill.

He averaged 25 points, 11 rebounds and 7 assists in the finals. He is quite competitive in the finals of any year.

但莫蒙尘是场均35分7篮板7助攻，而且整段季后赛的场均数据是场均34分8篮板6助攻。

He is the most valuable player of the Pistons. Although Hill's statistics are impressive, it is difficult to determine the ownership of the FMVP.

"What are you going to do with Dor.Mo?"

Xiao Hua and Stern walked outside the box together and asked softly.

"Dor.Mo kicked Bruce Bowen during the game. The evidence is solid and the punishment is inevitable." Stern said, "We should deal with him according to normal procedures. As for Bruce, this guy always likes to embarrass stars. So far, there have been countless negative news, and we can't let it go lightly."

"what do you mean?"

"Adam, you should know what to do." Stern laughed.

Xiao Hua didn't say a word anymore, Dor.Mo and Bowen had a choice, and of course Stern would choose the former. This is a multiple-choice question that does not need to be considered.

The face of the League and a buffoon who is full of mischief.

But now that the facade has committed a scandal, what can be done to dissipate the impact of this incident as much as possible?Naturally, the clown's scandal has been magnified again and again.

Famous and upright people deal with demons and heretics, and they always say "what are the morals of the world with these despicable and shameless people?", such a high-sounding but extremely hypocritical, often effective.

In the same way, as long as the whole world knows what a lowly player Bowen is through official efforts, Dor.

This is the power of public opinion.

Of course, the media in Sacramento will definitely do their best to speak for Bowen, but how can a single city resist a global attack?
The carnival on the field came to an end, and everyone calmed down.

Hill turned to look at Collins, who walked over and said, "Coach, thank you for letting us win this championship."

Collins obviously felt very uncomfortable, and disdained Hill as a righteous person, but he had to accompany the talented student in front of him to finish the scene.

"Where, you are better, you are worthy of the championship." Collins laughed.

"I have a question, can you answer it truthfully?" Hill asked.

Collins continued to wear a smile that even Hill found hypocritical and unreliable: "Of course, I know everything."

"Did you really give that order to Bruce Bowen?" Hill's eyes suddenly turned into the sharpest swords in the world, and the spikes pointed directly at Collins' eyes.

Doug Collins didn't realize until now that the Duke Devil Mountain in front of him was no longer the good young man who was tricked by him into playing with injuries.

Five years have passed, and he has become stable, majestic, and full of courage.

Collins was speechless by his questioning, as if an invisible force stuck his voice, he wanted to deny it, but couldn't speak.

"Of course not!" Collins said loudly. "How could I give such an order? Mo and I have worked together once, and if we can't be friends, we can't be enemies."

His panic and the fear in his voice did not escape Hill's eyes.

Devil Mountain suddenly smiled and said, "I understand."

"Mo will definitely thank you well." Hill turned around without looking back. "Good luck, Coach."

Hill didn't need to stand up for Mo Mengchen, he just wanted to make sure, and it turned out that Mo Mengchen was right.

The words he left for Collins deeply disturbed the latter.

Afterwards, Hill returned to the locker room with the rest of the team.

As soon as they opened the door of the locker room, Mo Mengchen and Curry sprayed champagne at them.

Yes, new battles have arisen.

The experienced Hill immediately rushed into the locker room and picked up champagne to fight back. A war comparable to the finals started in the locker room.

The champagne rain that filled the room proved their success.

The reveling players vented their depression for a whole season. They yelled meaninglessly and poured champagne on each other to convey the joy in their hearts. In the end, even the coaching staff was not spared.

Westphal stood there enjoying a champagne bath like a gentleman.

(End of this chapter)