Chapter 146 Provoking Jordan's Mashburn

On the 9th, the G2 battle started.

The Heat, which lost their two main players, and they were the two main players inside, lost the G2 game.

But in this game, the strange thing is that the point difference is not big, 85:91, and the Knicks only won by 6 points.

The reason is that the Heat's defense is extremely fierce, and they are not afraid of fouls at all. They sent 31 fouls and gave the Knicks 41 free throw opportunities. The strong defense caused the Knicks to drop in efficiency. He made 4 of 19 three-pointers, only 21% from the field, and 22 of 41 free throws, and only 55% from the field.

Zhao Dong only got 6 assists in the game, and the team only had 14 assists.

He also failed to hit a triple-double, 13 of 28 shots, 0 of 3 three-pointers, 5 of 8 free throws, and scored 31 points and 11 rebounds.

This hit rate is less than 50%, which does not meet the task requirements. Fortunately, the system requires the average data per game in the series, and he still has the opportunity to make up for it.

From the G2 game, he also realized that if he wants to beat the Heat, he must not relax.

This game is without Mourning and PJ Brown. If the Heat complete the plastic surgery, the Knicks are likely to capsize in the gutter.

On the 10th, the Knicks arrived in Miami.

Accompanied by more than 3,000 Knicks fans, they traveled to Miami with the team.

"Enemy! Enemy! Enemy..."

"Kill Nix! Kill Nix..."

"Feilong, you murderer, get out of Miami."

The fans in Miami "warmed up" the Knicks, and the bus was nearly overturned.

The team was blocked by fans at the entrance of the hotel and couldn't enter the hotel. They had to ask the local police and the hotel for help before they could enter the hotel safely.

At the request of the media, the Knicks arranged a press conference, and a large number of media flocked to it.

"Flying Dragon, the Knicks are leading 2-0, do you have the will to sweep the Heat?" asked Thomas, a reporter from the New York Athletic and a team reporter for the Knicks.

"Thomas, are you a mole?"

Zhao Dong made a complaint in his heart and said: "Sweep or not,

We don't care, we only care about the final victory. "

"Dragon, you stomped on Brown for the second time and seriously injured him again, do you have an explanation for that?" asked a Miami reporter.

Zhao Dong said coldly: "Whether it's me, the Knicks, or the NBA, they all have the most fair explanations for this.

I would like to ask, when I was shooting a jumper, PJ Brown hugged me with a wrestling action, did you ignore this behavior? Or do you think he should have broken my neck on the floor? Is this the conscience of your Miami media? Do you have any bottom line? "

"But in fact, he was the one who got hurt, not you." The reporter said angrily.

Zhao Dong was also angry, stood up abruptly, glared at the man and said coldly: "You mean, even if you use criminal means, as long as the result is no problem, then you can ignore his means? Then I shoot you now, you dodge, am I not guilty?"

"This?" The reporter was speechless.

"I think you lack the most basic moral bottom line and legal concepts that the media should have." Zhao Dong severely criticized.

A press conference felt a little tense.

Zhao Dong then left the press conference, not interested in paying attention to the media.

Just like last time, he stepped on Brown by accident. The media distorted and slandered him, which made him very angry.

That night, the Knicks collectively watched the G2 game between the Bulls and the Eagles.

"The Bulls should have swept the Eagles, right?" John Starks said.

"The Bulls do have the strength to sweep the Eagles," Allan Houston said.

"If the Bulls can't win two consecutive victories at home, then they are not the Bulls." Zhao Dong laughed.

But as the game progressed, Zhao Dong and the others were slapped in the face by the Eagles.

At the end, 103:95, the Bulls actually lost the G2 game at home.

Jordan made 12 of 29 shots, only 41% from the field, 0 of 6 three-pointers, 3 of 3 free throws, and only scored 27 points.

But his rebounding exploded, grabbing 16 rebounds.

Rodman, the original rebounding idiot, suffered from injuries, coupled with lack of physical fitness, and was in a very bad state. He only played 25 minutes, grabbed 5 rebounds, scored 2 points and 1 block.

The Bulls' overall shooting rate is not too low, 38 of 91 shots, 41% from the field, 11 of 30 three-pointers, 36.7% from the field.

At the same time, there are 27 assists, much higher than the 13 times of the Eagles.

But the Bulls got into foul trouble, with 27 fouls, 9 more than the Eagles.

The Eagles made 37 of 71 shots, 52% from the field, and 9 of 15 three-pointers, as high as 60%. That is to say, relying on the high shooting percentage, they finally killed the Bulls when the number of shots fell far behind.

Another point is that the reason why the Eagles have a high shooting rate is not only the accuracy of three-point shots, but also the fact that they have made many breakthroughs. They scored 34 free throws at the Bulls' home court, which caused a huge damage to the Bulls.

The Bulls only made 11 free throws in the game, barely one-third of the Eagles, and hardly caused any damage to the Eagles' inside line.

"Jordan underestimated the enemy."

After watching the game, Zhao Dong said: "Tonight he only knows how to shoot jumpers outside and rarely breaks through. He thinks he can easily beat the Eagles. He is really careless."

"So we have to be careful, Dragon, I want you to add some breakthroughs." Van Gundy said.

"I will." Zhao Dong nodded.

At this time, the atmosphere in the locker room of the Chicago Bulls home team was very bad.

Phil Jackson looked at a group of players and said angrily: "30 three-pointers, are you crazy? I told you, why don't you listen to less three-pointers? Do you think you can win the Eagles?

You just need to take a few fewer three-pointers and add a few more drives tonight, and we can win the game. You let me down so much.

The Jazz, Mosaics, Supersonics in the West, and the Knicks in the East are all our rivals. If they want to defend the championship, the Bulls are not eligible tonight.

I want you to know that only by strictly implementing tactics can you have a chance to win the final victory, do you understand? "

On the evening of the 11th, the Knicks ushered in a G3 battle with the Heat.

From the time he arrived at the arena, the Knicks' nerves were tense.

Bang bang bang, the bus was clattered by the fans outside, the unpalatable abuse was full of all kinds of viciousness, and the middle finger became the most civilized expression.

Entering the arena from the underground parking lot, the staff and security personnel encountered along the way were all cold.

When he came to the visiting team's locker room, the Knicks found that what they encountered just now was nothing, and this place was the worst.

"Damn it, it's at least 30 degrees Celsius here, what are you trying to do?"

The general manager Neil Grant went in first, then backed out immediately, yelling at several staff members.

"Sorry, the central air conditioner here is broken and is about to be repaired." A staff member said with a cold apology.

"Should I believe you? Where is your general manager? You still have to go to New York. What you did today, you can meet in New York." Grant said angrily.

The staff member shrugged, as if he didn't care.

At this time, the players all went in. It was hot inside, and there was no ventilation. There was not even a window. It was very stuffy, and within a minute, the sweat was dripping down.

"Damn Heat, we have to sweep them." John Starks cursed while looking at the staff and security personnel outside.

"Everyone hold on."

Zhao Dong had no choice but to encourage his opponent to play tricks.

"We're going to complain to the league, it's going too far."

Van Gundy, who was sweating profusely, took off his suit, unbuttoned his shirt, and almost took off his pants.

"Damn it, we can't stay here anymore, let's go to the corridor outside." Oakley yelled.

Just like that, twelve Knicks players and the coaching staff, stripped to their shorts, were crowded in the corridor. There was no air-conditioning here, but there was ventilation, which made it cooler.

"Crack, click..."

Not two minutes later, a group of reporters came over from the corridor. Looking at the situation here, they were so excited that the camera flickered wildly.

"What's wrong with this?"

"Is the air conditioner broken?"

Zhang Lili and Sun Zhenping were also among them, and they did not allow CCTV photographers to take pictures.

"Fuck me, Heat, I will not avenge this revenge, I swear I will not be a human being."

Zhao Dong stood at the outermost point, which was the most important part of the camera shooting, and he didn't bother to hide, anyway, the capital was sufficient, so let's shoot as soon as possible.

"What the hell are you filming? Don't." Oakley snarled.

The reporters didn't listen to him, the more they were not allowed to shoot, the more vigorous they were. Among them, Thomas, the Knicks team reporter, was the most vigorous shooter.

"Why don't you guys go in?" Thomas asked after filming was over.

"Damn the heat, they turned off our air conditioner, it's like a stove inside, I suspect they turned on the heat before." Zhao Dong roared.

Thomas hurried in for a while, then backed out immediately, dissatisfied: "If the Heat still have a chance to go to New York in this series, we will let them have a taste of it.

Several staff members sneered upon hearing this.

Zhao Dong was extremely upset when he saw it, he pointed at those people and shouted: "I'll give you ten minutes, if you don't restore the air-conditioning, I will take people to the home team's locker room."

"you?"

Several staff members are extremely angry, this is our home field, how dare you be so domineering?

"You guys watch here, I'll report to the higher authorities." A staff member also ran away because he was afraid that things would become serious.

But it didn't take ten minutes. After seven or eight minutes, under Grant's negotiation, the Heat finally restored the air-conditioning supply in the locker room.

Knicks: Ewing, Oakley, Zhao Dong, Alan Houston, Charles

Heat: Isaac Austin, Alonzo Mourning, Jamal Mashburn, Voshan Leonard, Tim Hardaway

In the TNT live broadcast, Bill Walton got the starting list of both sides, and analyzed: "PJ Brown is reimbursed for the season, which is a loss for the Heat.

But Austin's strength is not bad. He just won the honor of the most improved player in the 96-97 season. He averaged 9.7 points and 5.8 rebounds per game.

However, Oakley doesn't have much offense now, and Austin's defensive task is not heavy, mainly helping the team on the offensive end. "

Matt said: "It is still difficult for the Heat to win the Knicks. I think their goal should be to win a home court and avoid being swept."

Bill Walton shook his head and said, "If they can take advantage of the home game and win two home games, they will have a chance."

At this moment, Matt laughed and said, "I just received a message that a dozen Knicks iron-blooded men in the visiting team's locker room are performing an underwear show. The media will be very lively tomorrow, and they will definitely make all kinds of headlines."

"Puchi! Haha..."

Bill Wharton burst out laughing.

At the CCTV live broadcast, Zhang Lili said: "The Bulls lost a home game. I didn't expect this. Then the Knicks should be careful tonight. The Heat are much stronger than the Eagles."

"Hehe, I'm afraid they will use dirty tricks."

Thinking of what he saw outside the locker room just now, Sun Zhenping wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Ten minutes later, the starters came on.

"Mr. Mourning, are you Heat used to these dirty tricks?" Zhao Dong asked coldly when meeting with the Heat.

"What did you say?" Mourning said angrily.

"You should know what I said, what are you pretending? Let's see you on the court, if you have any tricks, just come." Zhao Dong said angrily.

"let's go."

Having said that, he waved and led the team to run out.

"Shet!"

Mourning cursed angrily.

He wasn't responsible for the air-conditioning incident in the locker room just now, he wouldn't do such a thing, but the bastards like Knicks remembered it on his head, which made him very aggrieved.

In order to welcome their mortal enemy, the Heat sent out the most "enthusiastic" boos at home, and countless middle fingers poked at Zhao Dong who was the first to play.

The voices of thousands of fans of the away team were suppressed by the home fans, and there was no splash.

"Don't try to sweep us away, Alonzo will bring us victory."

"This is our home field, Chinese, you can only take away failure from here."

"Damn dragon, you should be responsible for the stampede, you are a murderer."

On both sides of the aisle, fans cursed and poked their middle fingers at him.

"What the hell, do you think you know the Six Meridians Excalibur? What a fart!" Seeing those middle fingers, Zhao Dong scolded angrily.

"Let's go, ignore them." Oakley pushed Zhao Dong from behind.

During the warm-up, Alan Houston's ball went across the way, and he was about to retrieve it when he was kicked off the field by Mashburn.

"What the hell."

Zhao Dong happened to see that the game hadn't started anyway, so he didn't have any scruples, and directly smashed the ball in his hand, and with a bang, it hit Mashburn's face, making the opponent stunned.

"Hush!"

Seeing Zhao Dong's behavior, the Heat fans became angry, and a lot of boos and abuse broke out immediately.

"Feilong, do you want to fight?"

Mourning clenched his fists and roared.

"Don't think that this is your home game, so I dare not touch you..." Zhao Dong scolded.

But before he finished speaking, Larry Johnson behind him rushed towards Mourning.

"Finally I have a chance."

Larry Johnson was so excited, he didn't get his turn for several fights, but today it was finally his turn to show off, and he had to fight hard today, otherwise all these years of boxing training would have been in vain.

The two groups quickly pushed together and began to push and shove, and the atmosphere in the scene became tense.

"This is going to be bad, do you want to start a fight before the game?" Zhang Reasonable said nervously.

"The playoffs in the NBA are really intense!" Sun Zhenping complained.

"The Heat have no brains. They can't fight again. Why do you provoke the Knicks? But it's better to have a fight before the game. Let's vent some anger first, so as to avoid problems during the game."

Bill Wharton said angrily.

"Pfft, I'm afraid they played harder during the game, and I feel that the Heat will suffer again today." Matt laughed.

"Oh, is this going to fight again? Dongdong, you should be smart, don't keep rushing in front, let the younger brother go first." Beijing Zhao's mother, Zhao Dong's mother immediately became worried.

"Mom, don't worry, next time brother comes back, I'll give him a good practice." Zhao Dong's brother Zhao Dacheng said, patting his chest.

"You? Can your eight punches beat your brother?" Li Meizhu said with a look of disgust.

"What is Wang Baquan? Mom, I am a professional Sanda player, professional, my brother is Wang Baquan." Zhao Dacheng said dissatisfiedly.

"Snapped!"

Li Meizhu slapped Zhao Dacheng on the head, and said a lesson: "Shut up, if you dare to bury your brother, be careful with your skin."

"My brother and I were not born by the same mother."

Zhao Dacheng's face twitched, his head shrugged, and he blamed his mother in his heart.

"Security, go up and separate them."

At the scene, Pat Riley was very annoyed and authentic.

Under the power of security, the two teams separated, still staring at each other like fighting cocks.

"Today, I dared to use evil tricks to get black feet. The locker room is waiting for me. Anyone who has the guts didn't run away." Zhao Dong pointed at Mourning and shouted.

"Whoever runs is born by a woman." Larry Johnson cursed.

"Yes, it was born by a woman." Zhao Dongfu agreed.

As soon as he finished speaking, it didn't feel right, which one of you was not born by a woman, you were born by your father?