Jordan: I thought he was there to help me!

Chapter 714 I also want to join the plan to kill Steve.

After Lin Tian's dunk, the Knicks regained the lead.

More importantly, Lin Tian's actions once again ignited Madison Garden, which had just begun to settle down!

He will always be the atmosphere regulator of the stadium, the home team's explosive force and the away team's silencer.

After scoring, Lin Tian looked at Nash with a teasing look in his eyes: "Want one for me?"

"I can't." Nash pursed his lips, not even knowing if he could still dunk.

You asked him to come here?

Just give him a gun and let him kill himself.

"Lin's shot was really something." Payton pursed his lips, revealing his signature expression, and hesitated for a long time, unable to find a suitable adjective.

"That ball is enough to make you shit your ass! Right?" Miller offered a crude but perfectly apt analogy from the side.

"Bullshit! Won't your shit get pulled out? With your physical condition, you won't get ripped apart by him?" Payton snorted, expressing his dissatisfaction.

I, Uncle "Gloves," am a proper runner-up, with outstanding talent. My physical abilities may not be as good as Lin's, but bullying you, Little Mi Le, is more than enough!

"No way," Miller said shamelessly. "I'll clean myself up before fighting Lin and eat less. At most, he'll make me fart!"

Upon hearing Miller's words, that old bastard Payton immediately burst into laughter.

These two guys really turned TNT into a vulgar spectacle.

"Boss, are you sure we shouldn't stop these two guys?" a TNT executive director asked worriedly. "This is being broadcast live nationwide! Aren't these two going a bit too far?"

"How can we stop them?" the on-site leader said helplessly. "If they both come down, are you going to go up? Or can you find Charles and Kenny? By the time they get back, the game will be over!"

"This is the first time I've realized that Kenny and Charles are such noble, civilized, and easy-going people." The executive director shook his head helplessly; he could only resign himself to their fate.

At this point on the court, the rhythm of both sides was not much different from that in the first quarter, especially with D'Antoni, this genius. Even Lin Tian, ​​Don Nelson and others couldn't help but praise him as a genius.

In the second quarter, Nash faced an even more ruthless, aggressive, and vicious Lin Tian.

Let me describe Lin Tian's fighting style right now like this.

He looked about the same when he went one-on-one with Jordan back then!

You should know that when Lin Tian and Jordan played one-on-one, there were no referees. They had to call fouls themselves and beat each other to death as if they were each other's mortal enemies!

A one-on-one fight where it's not considered a foul unless there's bloodshed or the opponent is beaten to the point of being unable to stand.

At the time, their teammate Lang Li commented on Lin Tian and Jordan's one-on-one match like this.

"Once when I was traveling in Colombia, I happened to witness two gangs, each with at least 5 to 60 members, fighting with knives in the street. Their level of brutality and ruthlessness was about this level."

Both Jordan and Lin Tian were quite unhappy with this extremely high praise.

Lin Tian: Are you sure it's not 5-60 people chasing and killing one person? Like when I played against Michael?

Jordan: Are you sure it's not one person with an AK47 chasing after 5-60 people and shooting them? Like when I played against Lin.

Langley: Yes, yes, you two are awesome. You two should go to the arena and have a death match.

On the court, as the game progressed and time dwindled in the second quarter, Nash, known for his perseverance, never giving up, high self-expectations, and incredible resilience, was starting to feel the strain.

He feels pain even when he breathes.

He felt he might have fractured a bone.

Lin Tian, ​​that bastard, is too vicious!

They really beat him to death!

What deep-seated grudge could there be?

Did I sleep with a girl you know, or did I offend you in some way?

Although Nash is really on the verge of collapse, and his whole body is aching before the half is even over, there is still good news for him.

The first half is almost over!

Only one minute left!

No matter how much Lin Tian chases after him, he can only take on two more at most. You can't possibly chase me into our locker room during halftime and back me up, can you?

Lin Tian: I'm willing. As long as you open the door, I'll definitely go!

Nash: Thank you!

In the final minute of the offensive possession, Nash finally gave up on 7 seconds or less and started to run down the clock, trying to consume as much time as possible.

Maybe this way I can avoid getting hit once more?

Nash, with the ball in his hands, kept the clock down until the last 5 seconds before preparing to attack!

The call was still for a pick-and-roll. After a crossover with Martin, there wouldn't be enough time for Nash to pass the ball or drive to the basket.

Moreover, this guy had obviously prepared a plan long ago.

After the pick and roll, take advantage of that tiny space to shoot directly!

"Buzz!"

"Whoosh!"

Two more buzzers sounded, and Nash hit a spectacular buzzer-beating three-pointer!

"Good shot, Steve!" The first person to applaud Nash was surprisingly Lin Tian.

The guy looked at Nash approvingly and said, "Your touch is amazing! I'm so envious!"

"Shut up!" Nash didn't know why Lin Tian was praising him, but his instincts told him: it couldn't be anything good!

This guy is 100% up to no good; this bastard is no good person!

He's definitely up to no good!

"I also have a powerful move, why don't you take a look?" Lin Tian chuckled, completely ignoring Nash's obvious resistance.

Nash's entire demeanor screams: "Don't come any closer! I'm going to yell!"

Go ahead and yell, yell until you're hoarse, your coach still won't switch on defense!

Lin Tian received the basketball, but instead of quickly advancing, he steadily moved to the frontcourt and then made the move that Nash feared most tonight.

Pull them apart! Pull them all apart!

Endless!

Then Lin Tian simply turned his back and plopped his butt directly into Nash's hip, almost causing him to lose his balance.

Then came a series of impacts, as he drove past Nash all the way to the Suns' basket.

Then Lin Tian suddenly turned around. Even Sakuragi Hanamichi would look down on him. He turned around and shot a basketball. The basketball bounced off the backboard and went into the basket. The Knicks scored 2 points!

"How was my move!" Lin Tian looked at Nash with excitement after scoring.

It was as if the move he just made to score wasn't a simple physical bullying or a layup that even elementary school students could do, but rather an Armstrong Spin Acceleration Jet Armstrong Cannon.

Lin Tian's expression, as if he had just invented the greatest scoring method in the world, truly broke Nash's composure.

"What's so special about this move? Is there anything special about it?"

"No! The beauty of this move lies in the fact that it has nothing special about it, no visual appeal or skill involved. It's not pretty, flashy, violent, or ruthless, and it doesn't stimulate an adrenaline rush."

"But he's shameless, and he can still score goals!"

If he weren't outmatched by Lin Tian, ​​Nash would definitely have punched Lin Tian right now.

This is outrageous!

The fact that Lin Tian could make the well-known good-natured and easy-going Nash in the NBA want to punch him shows just how ruthless his punch was!

After Lin Tian scored, there were 23 seconds left in the game!

The Suns had a perfect offensive opportunity.

This time, Nash didn't hold the ball himself. Instead, he quickly ran to the side and signaled Pierce to dribble across half-court. As for himself, he stood at a 45-degree angle on the left, with his hands on his knees, and remained motionless.

He needs to catch his breath too!

Pierce, too, didn't rush into attacking.

Instead, they wait for the game clock to tick. At this point, the Suns will absolutely not give the Knicks any chance for a final shot. They would rather run out of time and put the ball on the ground than give the Knicks even a second!

It was still the last 5 seconds, the Suns only started their attack in the last 5 seconds!

This time, Martin and Marion were the first to move, and the two of them moved towards Nash at the same time, setting a double screen for him without the ball and blocking Lin Tian.

Although Lin Tian quickly turned sideways and squeezed between the two, and chased after them quickly by taking advantage of his footwork, Nash then asked Pierce for a screen. The two of them passed the screen to each other at the top of the arc, and Pierce moved sideways, blocking Lin Tian once again!

With three consecutive screens, even Lin Tian couldn't keep up with Nash at this point, not to mention that Nash didn't even pause after getting the ball, but immediately pulled up for a super long three-pointer!

"Buzz!"

The buzzer sounded again, and Nash's basketball flew towards the basket once more!

"Whoosh!"

Then, there was a crisp, clear sound!

In the final minute of the first half, Nash hit two buzzer-beating three-pointers!

"Oh! Clutch! Clutch Steve! Those two three-pointers from Steve are just like me!" Miller shouted excitedly. "That buzzer-beater tied the game again for the Suns! Shut the hell up, you black bastard, don't interrupt me!"

Miller was boasting while reaching out to stop Payton from speaking and telling him to shut up. Poor Payton was just about to open his mouth when he was caught off guard.

He was stunned for a moment, then Miller directly controlled him with hard lock!

"Thanks to Nash's final 6-2 run, the Suns tied the game at 70-70 at halftime! The second half is sure to be even more exciting! Okay, see you in the second half! GG!"

Miller was ecstatic after successfully controlling Payton! He couldn't wait to announce the end of the first half and then wanted to continue his banter with Payton!

He felt that he had the upper hand in the first half of the game!

Sold out instantly!

Effortlessly crushed Payton!

I'm so happy!

"Don't end it! There's still time, we still need to analyze the game! Don't end it!" Unfortunately, Miller's joy didn't last two seconds before the director in his headset reminded him that it wasn't time to end the game yet.

The camera went straight to the scene.

Now it was Payton's turn to burst into excited laughter.

That idiot, he brought this on himself, he deserves to die!

idiot!

Idiot!

That's hilarious!

Not to mention how embarrassing this new TNT duo made a fool of themselves in the studio.

In the Knicks' locker room, Don Nelson seemed unconcerned about the Suns' last-minute comeback, casually remarking, "Do you think Steve will survive the second half?"

"I'll try my best to keep him on the court." Lin Tian leaned back in his chair with a grin and said, "But in the second half, they'll probably change their matchups and stop letting Steve guard me. After all, even if D'Antoni is stupid and slow to react, he won't be so slow as to not think about switching defenses during the entire halftime break."

"It's hard to say," Old Nelson said with a rather sly smile. "He was stupid the entire first half, how can you be sure he won't continue to be stupid in the second half?"

"I can't be sure!" Lin Tian thought for a moment and then shook his head: "A genius and an idiot can't connect on a brainwave. He doesn't understand me, and we can't understand him either."

The conversation between Lin Tian and Don Nelson caused a burst of laughter throughout the Knicks' locker room.

After a burst of laughter, old Nelson shook his head and said, "I don't care if he can adapt well or what he's planning to do in the second half."

"Anyway, we'll change! No matter what he does, we'll give him a surprise!"

"Grant, you'll start in Matt's place in the second half, playing shooting guard! If I remember correctly, your back-to-the-basket skills are pretty good, right? But you're a bit too gentlemanly. Can you handle Lin's style of play in the first half?"

"I doubt I can handle Marion," Hill said with his usual elegance and ease. "But against Steve, I can certainly join the effort to get him killed on the field!"

"Good! Very good! So, for the second half, Lin, Grant, and Melo, you three listen up! I don't care who Steve is matched up against in the second half, I'm going to beat him to a pulp!" Old Nelson said. "I'm going to make him so tired he can barely stand by the start of the fourth quarter!"

"Understood!" Lin Tian and the other two replied simultaneously.

"What if he's wary of me?" Little S suddenly interjected, indicating that he also wanted to join the plan to kill Steve.

"You really think D'Antoni is mentally challenged?!" Lin Tian waved his hand and said, "He's just slightly stupid and a bit of an idiot, but to treat him like he's disabled is going too far, okay? He's a proper head coach!"

Although they didn't lead in the first half, and the score was tied at halftime, the Knicks' locker room was filled with laughter and joy!

At this moment, at least D'Antoni was quite happy in the Suns' locker room!

"I knew we were evenly matched in attack, we were neck and neck! Our performance in the first half was absolutely perfect! I'm extremely satisfied with every single one of you!"

"Keep the intensity going in the second half! Keep the ferocity going! Keep keeping the Knicks on their toes, keep playing to our strengths! Let's take the first win of the Finals! Let's crush them!"

"Everyone remember this: play the same way you did in the first half! We won't change! We'll crush them!"

"Unchanged?" Nash couldn't help but ask. He even took off his shirt, revealing his miserable upper body.

"No change! Our offense was quite fluid in the first half, no changes are needed!" D'Antoni was incredibly confident and happy.

"What about defense?" Nash noticed that D'Antoni wasn't even looking at him, so he sat down again in frustration.

"Defense?" D'Antoni was stunned.

Do we still have this thing?

Our defense is just one man-to-man, right? We've been doing it for three years, what's the point of changing it? There's no need!

"Me!" Nash couldn't hold back any longer. Before D'Antoni could even notice, he pointed to his bruised chest and said, "I was targeted in the first half! Lin was going to kill me! I demand a switch! I can't guard Lin anymore!"

Steve Nash, a guy with one of the worst physical attributes in the NBA, a guy who sat on the bench for a whole year after entering the NBA without uttering a single complaint or protest, a guy who was traded to the Mavericks after just establishing himself with the Suns and continued to sit on the bench without complaint, a guy who finally met his mentor and benefactor, Don Nelson, in the fifth year of his career, and finally began to enter the public eye, evolving from "that white guard with pretty accurate shooting" to one of the Dallas Three Musketeers.

During those years of waiting, Nash never complained or protested even once, even as he watched his friend Nowitzki join the team and be given special attention and grow rapidly, even as he watched players like Strickland and Ceballos, who were not as good as him, play before him.

He never protested.

Even after he made a name for himself and was selected as an All-Star, he was still ridiculed for his poor physical condition. He was always called "Little Girl" because of his long hair. He was always targeted by opponents on the defensive end because of his poor defense. He was always violently fouled on the offensive end because he looked easy to bully.

Nash never complained about any of this.

Even with Don Nelson's strong support, Cuban was unwilling to give him a 5-year, $3500 million contract and chose to let him leave, leaving behind his beloved Dallas and his best friend Nowitzki.

He didn't complain at all; he endured it all.

Why am I saying all this?

Because he had endured all of this without complaint, and was known for his strength, resilience, and never giving up, Nash was finally driven to the point of despair by Lin Tian and began to complain.

"Mike, I respect you. I respect all your choices and all your arrangements."

"But if you don't adjust, if you don't change your matchups in the game, Lin is going to beat me to death!"

"But you defended pretty well, didn't you?" D'Antoni paused for a moment, genuinely not noticing anything wrong.

"Not bad defense?" Nash now felt that D'Antoni and Lin Tian were in cahoots, and that the two of them were there to kill him.

"He scored 21 points, grabbed 5 rebounds, and dished out 7 assists in the first half without a single turnover. You call that good defense?"

D'Antoni opened his mouth, and you could tell he was a little aggrieved. He probably wanted to say: "Haven't we always played like this?"

But seeing Nash's angry expression, the guy chose to hold back.

Then he said, "Let's switch then, James. You'll guard Lin in the second half, you'll be matched up against him!"

"Will this work?" D'Antoni asked, then looked at Nash.

"As long as you don't let me defend!" Nash sullenly sat back down on his stool.

He was in a bad mood, extremely upset!

However, this halftime break also proved one thing.

That is, D'Antoni really has absolutely no talent and no sense when it comes to defense!

Lin Tian and Old Nelson really overestimated him!

He really doesn't have that skill! (End of Chapter)