Chapter 160

Mike Breen commented rapidly, saliva splashing, his face slightly flushed, a wonderful, hearty duel.

Made him excited.

"Beep! Beep!"

Old Man Popovich called a timeout.

Arranged the last attack.

Parker + Ginobili + Turkoglu + Duncan + Nesterovic.

Three outside + two inside, outside shooting, inside rim protection, the goal is only one, hit a 2-pointer, just score.

Don't need three-pointers.

Don't need three-pointers.

Bulls side.

Substituted out Pippen, who was in his final years, physically exhausted, and couldn't run, substituted in third-year Tyson Chandler, rim protection + defense.

The Bulls just need to defend this attack, which is equal to winning the game.

Soon.

Timeout returned.

One point gap, the last 22.5 seconds of life-and-death moment... arrived.

Ginobili came out to catch the ball, right arc, one meter outside the three-point line, looked at the basket, looked at Hinrich who left half a body length.

Raised his hand and intended to shoot a three-pointer.

"Super long three-pointer?"

Hinrich was shocked.

"Three-pointer?!!"

On the bench.

Old Man Popovich also suddenly widened his pupils.

However... Ginobili was just feinting, didn't shoot, only in his second year, he wasn't as crazy as the future "Demon Blade".

Often didn't play by the rules.

"Whoosh..."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief in shock.

In the steady tactics he arranged, there was no tactic to let Ginobili shoot a super long three-pointer to chase one point, never.

"Whoosh~"

Hesitated for a while.

Ginobili gave the basketball to point guard Parker to organize, Turkoglu came up to screen, Duncan also came up to continue the single split.

"Whoosh!"

Parker bypassed the screen and rushed in.

Left wing faced Da Yao's help defense, another signature "gyro spin", shook off Da Yao, turned to the right basket.

Steady his body.

Picked the basket and shot.

Got it?

No.

Under Da Yao's absolute height deterrence, plus the tension at the critical moment, Parker's layup adjustment missed.

Rebound?

Duncan, who split and rolled down, grabbed it, Antonio and Chandler, two tough guys, surrounded and double-teamed, Duncan passed the ball quickly.

Passed out.

Outside.

"Whoosh~"

Ginobili, who caught the ball, couldn't help it, raised his hand and shot a three-pointer.

"Terrible!"

Old Man Popovich patted his forehead, having a headache.

But.

"Demon Blade in adversity cuts the crowd"?!

Is this ball going in?!

"Clang!"

Still didn't hit.

"Time only left 8.3 seconds, key rebound, whose? COME! ON! It's "Shi Fu" Tim Duncan again.

He protected the offensive rebound again.

Left low post.

Da Yao came up to help.

Not much time.

Duncan feinted once, seeing Da Yao's center of gravity move up, immediately dropped the ball and rushed to the basket while moving horizontally, shaking off Da Yao by half a body length.

Then started the three-step layup, completely shaking off Da Yao, rushed to the side-facing basket position.

Then.

Under the siege and block of Antonio and Chandler, two inside players, hooked the ball facing the basket, a very high-difficulty shot.

This ball?

"Swish!"

Cold-blooded hit.

"COME! ON!"

"Look at "Shi Fu" in adversity, it's Tim Duncan again, it's Tim Duncan again, he saved the Spurs from fire and water again.

Beautiful.

The Spurs overtook by one point again, quasi-buzzer-beater against the Bulls.

Time only left 3.5 seconds, the situation turned around again, the pressure suddenly came to the Bulls again.

And... the pressure is huge!!!"

Mark Jackson commented excitedly while shaking his head.

This game where the score rose alternately and the situation kept changing made his blood boil.

But the home Bulls fans held their heads one by one, their scalps numb, because... 3.5 seconds, trailing by one point, wanting to win is really too difficult.

"Finished, BBQ!"

Some fans with poor mentality were already desperate.

"Tim Duncan is a bit fierce!"

Jordan narrowed his eyes.

"Hmph!"

Rodman hummed, "That kid Da Yao still didn't learn well, such a good height advantage, if this was me.

Critical time.

Can this let Tim continuously grab frontcourt rebounds?

Absolutely impossible."

"Young after all."

Jordan smiled and said again: "However... there is still time, 3.5 seconds is not much, but there is a glimmer of hope for a buzzer-beater.

Su Yan.

You have the opportunity to become my successor.

Then you can't lose this buzzer-beater opportunity, you need to grasp it well, only then can your popularity explode and you can make a name for yourself."

On the opposite side of the stands.

"Hahaha!"

Former Duncan partner, Spurs legend "Admiral" David Robinson laughed, "Tim is becoming more mature and more powerful.

He is saving the Spurs."