NovelTags Chapter 132
Chapter 132
The Chicago Union Center arena was crowded, and everyone’s expressions were full of nervousness.
This is the scene of the 1996~1997 NBA finals.
Michael Jordan, who had just missed the shot, gasped and returned to the defensive end, then lowered his center of gravity and stared at the challenger Jiang Han in front of him.
At this time, the score between the two sides has reached 98:98 draw!
With the last 2 seconds left, a huge pressure hung over the United Center arena.
Even the battle-hardened Michael Jordan was so nervous that he could even hear the breathing of the spectators on the sidelines.
Suddenly, the man in front of him started, and his oversized Crossover changed direction ahead of schedule, moving cleanly and outrageously fast.
Jordan knew that Jiang Han would break through his left hand, and then ended the mid-range shot with his dominant hand.
But……
His old legs were like pouring lead, dead or alive, he couldn’t keep up, and Jiang Han was like a black dragon after throwing him off, leaving him behind from a distance.
“Ugh…”
And himself, slipping under his feet, was actually shaken down by Jiang Han embarrassedly!
“Oshit, it stinks!”
“What the hell? Butter feet?! ”
“Watthefu#k？ What is Kerr doing? ”
In the last twenty-odd seconds of the finals to grab 7, Michael Jordan was shaken by Jiang Han Crossover!
The fans at the scene erupted into a disappointed voice, and the commentary table was even more exclaimed!
“Ugh!!”
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Han’s mid-range jumper accurately drilled into the net pocket!
Out of the corner of his eye, sweeping over the cheers of the players on the Mavericks’ bench, Michael Jordan felt a giant black palm called Pressure hanging over his head.
At this moment, there are still more than 5 seconds left in the time.
The ball went to Jordan, who dribbled the ball with his right hand like crazy and rushed to the front court.
After passing Jason Kidd, Michael Jordan felt that his eyes were suddenly open, because there was no one waiting in the restricted area!
Jordan was overjoyed, as if grasping the last straw, holding the ball with his right hand, raising fire to the sky, using the last bit of strength in his body, and flying to the basket!
“Boom!!”
However, at the next moment when the basketball in his hand left his fingertips, a huge black shadow suddenly flew behind him, as if a basin of blood was in a big mouth, shrouding it!
“PENG！！”
The basketball he sent out was actually firmly stared at the rebound by the black shadow!
Nail board big hat!!
Mike Er Jordan turned back with sincere trepidation, and sealing the others was the deadly killer, Jiang Han!
Michael Jordan’s eyes flashed with fear, his body was like a conditioned reflex, and the lights for the end of the game had come on…
At this moment, Michael Joe felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, and the disappointment of the 20,000 fans at the scene seemed to form a large dark cloud pressing on his body, making him breathless.
The game was over, and the images of Jiang Han and his Mavericks players celebrating wildly contrasted with his Bulls players.
Jiang Han killed the champion, Michael Jordan has never felt a Finals loss, and today he finally understands what it is like.
“Plop…”
With his legs soft, Jordan knelt directly on the floor, tears silently slipping from the corners of his eyes.
Not long after, David Stern held the season championship trophy in his hand and presented it to Jiang Han, who held the trophy high and roared with joy.
“Michael, I stole your championship, your FMVP!”
Holding two trophies and jumping around Jordan, Jiang Han taunted himself to his heart’s content.
Jordan didn’t have the heart to refute at all, he knelt and weakly raised his right hand, wanting to grab back the two trophies in Jiang Han’s hand.
But caught an empty …
“Michael, I will not only snatch your championship, I will also snatch your era, your era is over!”
Jiang Han sneered presumptuously, “From now on, the NBA era is called Jiang Han!! ”
The words as sharp as a knife pierced Michael Jordan’s heart.
“NO！ NO！ NO！！ ”
He growled, confused, unwilling, even angry…
Finally, his eyes darkened, and he opened his eyes sharply.
The eyes opened again, and the scene of the finals scene just disappeared in an instant, transforming into his own exquisite bedroom.
“It turned out to be a dream… Good insurance, good insurance! ”
Feeling the cold sweat on his back, Michael Jordan realized that he had a nightmare.
He quickly ran to the trophy collection room at home and was relieved to find that all the honors were still there.
At least the rivers and mountains he laid down before have not disappeared…
“I just lost a regular season game, how could I react so much?”
Victory and defeat are commonplace, and as strong as Michael Jordan, he has experienced defeat.
But for some reason, after losing to Jiang Han, he actually gave him nightmares at night.
Now when I think of the picture of Jiang Leng smiling in my dream, it is like a 10,000-year nightmare, pulling him towards an abyss full of black fangs.
“Nope!!”
Jordan stood up abruptly, “I must not let that kid snatch my championship and snatch my era!” ”
“I’m going to get back on my feet and beat you again, stinky boy, if I run into you in the finals, I will never let the dream picture happen!”
Thinking of this, Jordan directly picked up two basketballs and ran to the training room in his villa.
From today, Jordan is going to turn on full training mode!
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After beating the Chicago Bulls, the new week is over, and it’s time for the league’s weekly Player of the Week announcement.
Countless Dallas fans habitually opened the ESPN channel and then continued to get busy with the business at hand.
By the time ESPN announced the Player of the Week of the Week, the old and young who were busy pricking up their ears and listening to the answers.
“The winner of last week’s Player of the Week was… JIAN-HAN FROM THE DALLAS MAVERICKS”
After the answer was revealed, the old and young families continued to busy themselves with their affairs as if nothing had happened.
The fans have long been numb to Jiang Han winning the Best Player of the Week award…
Fans even felt that if Jiang Han won the best player of the week SPN again, there would be no value in broadcasting.
If other players get it, push it by the way, and maybe earn some eyeballs.
And Jiang Han, the protagonist who won the league weekly best player award, also did not care about such an award.
The next day in Dallas, a car company 4S store, surprised the figures of several big men.
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