Chapter 132: Erasing McMillan

The Portland Trail Blazers found some loopholes in the Lakers, and their coaching staff could be said to have racked their brains over the past two days.

Their workload in the paint was extremely high, and even Aldridge started rushing into the paint... Andrew Bynum was one of the few full-sized centers in the league today.

His defense should have been good.

However, his mind was not focused.

The repeated setbacks on the offensive end caused him to be even more irritable on the defensive end.

Roy killed into the paint and scored on him.

Aldridge switched defense and scored on him.

Even Camby drew a foul on him.

He solidly became a side effect in the paint.

Fortunately, the Lakers' offensive state was good. Although Kobe was a bit cold, Dunleavy's touch opened up, and he made 3 three-pointers in the first quarter.

This made his old father, who was fired by the Clippers and idle at home, sit in the audience very gratified.

The first quarter ended.

The Portland Trail Blazers led by 3 points.

The problem didn't seem big.

Fan Xi had been sitting on the bench. He wasn't being left out in the cold, but Phil Jackson had been explaining the game situation to him. Phil Jackson always hoped that Fan Xi would have a more comprehensive overall view and more precise control over the "momentum" of the game.

On this point, Kobe didn't do well.

Kobe's control over the "momentum" was still at a very basic stage. When he was on a roll or cold, he always fell into personal disputes.

Conversely, Jordan was very good at controlling the "momentum." Regardless of whether it was a smooth or adverse situation, he could always keenly observe and make very rapid reactions.

This was the reason why the Bulls were invincible back then, and it was also the reason why the Bulls could always stand up in desperate situations and never play a Game 7.

Phil Jackson saw this potential in Fan Xi. Although it was only faintly emerging, he hoped that Fan Xi would evolve more through this round of playoffs.

But what he didn't know was that Fan Xi wanted to play too much right now.

He was like a child who had just received a new toy, but you locked him at home and wouldn't let him show it off to other children in the neighborhood. Wouldn't he be itching?

Moreover, the fans on the court were also very, very eager for Fan Xi to step onto the court.

Fan Xi's news yesterday sublimated his image once again, and people really liked this pure boy who "emerged from the mud without being stained."

Therefore, in the second half of the first quarter, some shouts could be heard in Staples Center: We need Fan!

At first, it was just some Chinese groups, but later, more and more white families joined in.

Phil Jackson was not annoyed by these shouts; on the contrary, he was very gratified. How proud it was that the little player he appreciated could have such high popularity.

However, he felt that Fan Xi still needed to learn a bit more.

Therefore, he still didn't let Fan Xi play in the second quarter.

Derek Fisher continued his work.

Trail Blazers head coach McMillan on the sidelines was very proud in his heart. He believed he had already grasped the Lakers' two biggest loopholes.

One was Andrew Bynum, the other was Jack Fan.

The future successor praised crazily by the Los Angeles media was nothing more than this; the Little Shark was beaten into a clown fish.

The so-called Miracle Child was even more pitiful, not even daring to let him play.

Heh.

McMillan was smug in his heart.

He gave Andre Miller an instruction to let Miller beat Derek Fisher hard.

Only when the Lakers were beaten painfully and crippled would they know that the heavenly power of the Portland Trail Blazers was inviolable.

Moreover, hurting ten fingers is not as good as breaking one.

Andrew Bynum was still half-dead, and it was difficult for the Trail Blazers to eat him.

However, was it difficult to uproot Fisher, this old fish, and that Miracle Child who didn't dare to play?

Andre Miller didn't think so at all.

After receiving McMillan's approval, he was immediately extremely excited.

The eyes he looked at Fisher with were full of the "sense of control" of sharpening a knife.

Derek Fisher was an old minister of the Lakers. He had been with the Lakers since he entered the industry and was in the same class as Kobe Bryant. Although he went around outside in the middle, he returned to the place where his dreams began when he was old.

Fisher was a point guard that Phil Jackson used very smoothly. He also had highlight moments. It was precisely because of the 0.4-second buzzer-beater against the Spurs that the Lakers were able to enter the finals.

However, his defense had never been very good.

Now that he was old, he had become eye defense only.

His advantages lay in his thick build, strong upper body, and a currently stable three-point shooting percentage.

Andre Miller held the ball to the front court, and Derek Fisher hurriedly defended.

However, Miller didn't have physical confrontation with him this time, but made a change of direction and then crossed over... Miller's change of direction wasn't sharp; compared to the super point guards of the new generation, it was like a slow-motion replay.

However, Derek Fisher still couldn't defend it. He watched helplessly as Miller changed direction and left. By the time he chased, Miller had already stopped and jumped... Swish!

Miller easily scored two points.

After he scored, he didn't even look at Fisher.

He locked onto Fan Xi directly and said with a smile: "Miracle Child, is your miracle just sitting on the bench and watching miracles happen?"

Miller was teasing Fan Xi; he sincerely believed that Fan Xi didn't play because the Lakers didn't dare to let him play.

Fan Xi was furious, and he stood up immediately.

The big screen at Staples Center also captured this provocation. Miller's provocative scene was projected on the big screen, immediately causing collective anger at Staples Center.

The fans let out tidal boos.

And more and more people started shouting: We need Fan.

Then it turned into a uniform: Fan! Fan! Fan!

Derek Fisher brought the ball across half-court amidst the huge sound wave. He thought Phil Jackson was about to call a timeout.

So, he stopped for a while two meters outside the three-point line and subconsciously looked at the bench.

He was distracted like this.

Andre Miller immediately bullied him, slapped Fisher's basketball away, and rushed up, knocking Fisher to the ground with his strong body.

Miller picked up the basketball and ran wildly.

Soon he arrived at the front court. Kobe Bryant chased up, but he quickly passed the basketball to Roy. Roy stopped and shot outside the three-point line... Swish!

Three-pointer hit.

The Trail Blazers completed a defensive counterattack.

Leading by 6 points.

Now, even Phil Jackson couldn't sit still. He hurriedly said to Fan Xi: Go replace Fisher.

And the fans at Staples Center had long been unable to suppress their emotions, letting out sky-high boos.

It was both anger at Miller knocking Fisher over and complaints about Phil Jackson's delay in putting Jack Fan in.

When Fan Xi walked onto the court.

The boos quickly turned into uniform shouts: Fan! Fan! Fan!

Fan Xi playing was like a golden light splitting through the extremely oppressive dark clouds for all the Lakers fans.

However, Andre Miller cracked his mouth with a disdainful smile. "Let's end it here. Let the so-called Miracle Child fall under the cruel physical confrontation of the playoffs."

Miller whispered, feeling like God, making a final conclusion for a weak mortal in the world.

At the same time, his head coach, McMillan, also gave him an order. He made a cruel gesture, using his right hand as a hand blade and cutting across his neck.

This action fully displayed the arrogance of the Portland Trail Blazers.

McMillan was also captured by the camera and projected onto the big screen, and the Lakers fans became even more uncontrollably angry.

This was an intrusive provocation.

This was extremely arrogant and presumptuous.

The Purple and Gold Legion could never tolerate it.

Jack! Come on!

Screw them!

Such shouts and roars sounded in the heart of every Lakers fan.

The audience in front of the TV was the same, because TNT's live broadcast also cut to this scene of McMillan.

Kenny Smith was still saying: "Nate McMillan doesn't take Jack Fan seriously at all."

Charles Barkley also felt that this action was unnecessary: "You are not Reggie Miller. Reggie Miller only grabbed his throat after killing New York back then. Jack just came on the court, and you do this, isn't it too confident?"

Beep!

The referee blew the whistle, and Mike Dunleavy passed the basketball to Fan Xi.

He was now a loyal partner of Fan Xi.

He said to Fan Xi: "Jack, if you need my screen, just hold up a finger and shake it. I will leave the tactical position to come and help you."

Dunleavy saying this was enough to prove that he had completely established a strategic partnership with Fan Xi.

But Fan Xi smiled and said, thank you, but no need, you run according to the established tactics.

He didn't want Dunleavy to be scolded by the head coach because of him. Although Phil Jackson's coaching was loose, if an ordinary starter like Dunleavy dared to leave the tactical route on his own, he would definitely be sprayed, or even pressed on the bench.

The head coach wouldn't look for authority in the players he liked or the team's thigh, but looking for some authority in ordinary starters was the most normal thing.

Fan Xi quickly brought the ball to the front court.

Then, he made a move that everyone didn't expect.

"Spread out, all spread out, I want to post up!!"

Fan Xi signaled all teammates to spread out.

Teammates originally wanted to come up and set some screens for him.

But Fan Xi... he actually...

Fan Xi's clean and neat action immediately made the scene boil.

Sure enough, it's Jack Fan, sure enough, it's the Miracle Child.

Revenge on the spot!

A tiger never tolerates the provocation of prey, and wants to bite the opponent's throat in one bite.

Didn't you provoke with words? Didn't you cut your throat?

Come!

Fan Xi's resolute posture made Staples Center resound with cheers: Fan! Fan! Fan!

Phil Jackson on the bench smiled, and Lao Wente next to him proudly said to him, "Who said we have never personally cultivated a superstar?"

At the same time, Andre Miller on the court had already narrowed his eyes slightly, and he whispered: "Seeking death."

Then, he stepped up directly, using his strong physical fitness to create a powerful oppression with Fan Xi.

He wanted to knock Fan Xi over directly.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he stepped forward, Fan Xi bent down and sank his shoulders. He didn't retreat at all, nor did he have a hint of fear.

He exploded directly, rushing towards Andre Miller like a tiger.

Meeting on a narrow road, a head-on confrontation.

Miller was caught off guard; he didn't expect Fan Xi to be so fierce.

Just as Fan Xi was about to hit him, a hint of weakness appeared in his heart, and he slightly turned his body... Pfft!

Fan Xi hit him head-on.

Miller originally wanted to block Fan Xi's path and give Fan Xi a back-handed steal from behind.

But who knew... after the heavy impact, he felt half of his body go numb, and he was directly knocked to the side.

Fan Xi killed his way through.

A posture of a smooth road.

Miller never dreamed of it.

Fan Xi actually knocked away half of his body so directly and decisively.

The fans at Staples Center saw with their own eyes that Fan Xi passed Andre Miller in just one encounter. Miller was like a plastic bottle kicked into a trash can; he had no strength to catch up with the Miracle Child's agile figure.

Fan Xi killed into the three-point line, and he didn't stop.

His pace was still fierce.

He spun at the free-throw line, passed Aldridge who came to help defend, and then he collected the ball and took a step. After two steps, he soared into the air with fierce strength.

His body was completely opened in mid-air, holding the ball in his right hand, his body pulling out a reverse bow in the air, like a battle axe.

Marcus Camby, who hurriedly shrank into the paint, was a brave defensive fighter, and he was experienced.

He quickly made a judgment: if he urgently rose into the air and reached out to block, it would be too late.

He could only become a soul under the crotch.

At his age, he didn't want to become a background board for a young man, so he quickly retreated... Fan Xi had already come to open up the world... Boom!

Fan Xi slammed the basketball into the basket hard.

The momentum was like a rainbow!

Like a bull rushing to the sky.

The basket was wailing in pain.

Fan Xi's strength, explosive power, and jumping were perfectly highlighted at this moment.

This was a top-five dunk.

The previously suppressed emotions at Staples Center were released most violently at this moment.

No one expected that after being provoked, the first thing Fan Xi did upon returning to the court was to directly and decisively pass the provocateur Andre Miller, and like lightning, cut into the paint, and with a bright and fierce posture, slam the basketball into the basket like a battle axe.

The Lakers fans at the scene felt their scalps were blown off.

They were too excited; this was their most satisfying moment.

Tonight, they had been suppressed for too long!

Fan! Fan! Fan!

They didn't even let the home DJ shout, they had already started to sing praises.

Everyone was shouting Fan Xi's name wildly.

The Miracle Child is the Miracle Child.

Sss!

Fan Xi descended gracefully from the basket, his eyes fixed on McMillan on the sidelines.

He was full of provocation.

He reached out his right hand and gently cut across his neck.

Treat others with their own way!

Fan Xi is just that fierce!

The Miracle Child is just that tough!

McMillan was instantly dumbfounded.

He felt he had been murdered.

And the speed of the murder was so fast! ===== CHAPTER 133 =====