Chapter 29 Dallas, I'll give it to you!
After Jason Kidd brought the basketball steadily to the front court, he immediately handed it over to the team's core Dirk Nowitzki. After Lin Fei aimed at his defensive object Jason Terry, he quickly posted it to Nowitzki. He decided to leave Howard to bag Novitzki!
Just as Lin Fei was cutting up quickly, Nowitzki suddenly turned around and jumped. Seeing that the basketball was exposed in front of him, Lin Fei subconsciously went to cut the ball.
Pup!
A loud voice told Lin Fei that his hand did not cut the basketball, but hit Nowitzki's arm, and the basketball immediately flew out of Nowitzki's hand.
Dud!
The sharp-eyed referee did not hesitate to blow the whistle in his mouth. The sharp whistle signaled that Lin Fei had just been fouled by the hitter, and the Clippers had committed five fouls in this quarter, so Nowitzki got two free throws.
Lin Fei waved his fist with some chagrin and cursed, "[***]! It's a foul!"
"This ball is limited and lacks reason. He should not rush to start. This is equivalent to giving two points to the Mavericks for no reason, and the time is only 30 seconds. Lin's irrationality is likely to bury the team's victory!" Kenny Smith criticized rudely.
Lin Fei looked up at the big screen. The timer on the big screen showed that it was only 30 seconds away from the end of the game. Nowitzki stared Lin Fei fiercely. He was declaring his power.
"Will the team lose the game because of me?" Lin Fei had such an idea for the first time.
"Rookie, this is Dallas. This is our place. Go back to Los Angeles!"
"Victory is ours, don't be delusional!"
All kinds of boos were given to Lin Fei, who had self-doubt.
Lin Fei's high head was a little low for the first time. At the same time, Deknovsky endured the pain of his arm and passed by Lin Fei, and his grim face was still like frost. "Lin, I can't lose to you all the time!"
Nowitzki's words were a little cold and arrogant. When Nowitzki's words penetrated into Lin Fei's ears word by word.
Lin Fei, who was originally a little suspicious of himself, raised his head again and looked directly at Nowitzki. Looking at Nowitzki's cold and aggressive eyes, he had a strong belief from the bottom of his heart! I've never been afraid of this, so what reason do I have to doubt myself? There are still 30 seconds left. How could I lose? I won't lose!"
Lin Fei's eyes became sharp again, and his whole body also exuded a strong fighting spirit. He stared back at Nowitzki. Lin Fei opened his lips and said faintly, "You will lose!"
Nowitzki snorted coldly and walked to the free throw line, and there was a shocking MVP call at the American Airlines Center in Dallas!
In the cheers of the whole audience, Nowitzki, who hit 92 percent of the season's free throws, took a deep breath!
Bum!
The sound of beating iron made the American Airlines Center sound a sigh.
Nowitzki shook his arm. It seems that his arm was not a light blow by Lin Fei. Of course, it may also be that Nowitzki's psychological quality is not good enough, but Dallas fans undoubtedly put the responsibility of not getting the ball into Lin Fei's head.
Seeing this, Lin Fei inadvertently curled the corners of his mouth. Obviously, he was very satisfied with Nowitzki's first penalty.
Nowitzki slapped the basketball several times in a row, watched the basket take another deep breath, and then the second free throw.
Just as Nowitzki took action, Lin Fei immediately accelerated, but did not rush to the inner line, but directly turned around and ran to the back court. Terry felt bad and immediately spread his legs behind him to chase Lin Fei.
Wh!
Nowitzki hit the second free throw decisively. At the moment when the basketball passed through the nets, Kaman jumped up and took off the ball. The whole person exited the border at an extraordinary speed and immediately threw the ball in his hand directly to the front court.
Like a quarterback, the basketball was directly cast out by Kaman with one hand. The basketball jumped more than half of the basketball court and fell in front of Lin Fei, and behind Lin Fei was Jason Terry, who was chasing hard.
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The fierce friction between the soul generation under his feet and the floor made a huge noise. In an instant, Lin Fei speeded up again. The basketball was close at hand, and he stretched out his hands to catch the rebounding basketball steadily.
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The whole person braked sharply, and the soul generation under Lin Fei's feet made a harsh sound to the floor again, without any adjustment. He looked at the basket in the distance and took action directly.
Terry, who was chasing hard behind him, jumped up. His big hand fanned in the air and could only watch Lin Fei stop and take action.
The Mavericks fans at the American Airlines Center grew up and seemed to want to roar in their hearts, but they were silent when they looked at the basketball that drew a gorgeous arc in the air.
Wh!
The crisp sound of entering the net made Nowitzki's heart sink immediately. The weak lead of one point instantly disappeared, and the score on the big screen immediately beat, 104:103! The Mavericks in the away game regained a one-point lead with Lin Fei's fast-attack jump shot.
At this time, the timer clearly shows that there are still 25 seconds to go before the end of the game.
However, Nowitzki, who often plays in the regular season, obviously has a big heart. After a short loss, Nowitzky clenched his fist.
"Big heart, what is a big heart? I don't think anyone but Lin deserves the word big heart!" Barkley shouted directly into Kenny Smith's ear. Obviously, Lin Fei's performance made him angry.
Little General Avery used the team's last long timeout, and he had to arrange the tactics of the last 25 seconds.
With a whistle, the pause ended. When Lin Fei was the first to step on the floor, not far from him was Nowitzki. Both of them subconsciously turned their heads and looked at each other, and their eyes immediately wiped out fire.
"I said you would lose! Dallas will never win me!" Lin Fei said to Nowitzki.
Nowitzki did not reply, but looked at the situation of the court, and his mind was full of the final tactics, "I must win, there is no reason, I must win!"
The American Airlines Center is full of cheers, and the Dallas people hope that their team will stage a final reversal.
Lin Fei clung to Nowitzki and kept interfering with Nowitzki. Danpir on the sideline still found the receiver, and Kidd pulled out through the cover of his teammates and received the serve.
At this time, Mike Dunleavy still chose the more old-fashioned alien Sam Kassel to deal with the old demon Kissen Kidd.
The time is decreasing little by little. Kidd doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all. He controls the ball steadily in the face of Kassel's constant small interference.
Twenty-four seconds of attack time passed slowly by eight seconds. At this time, Nowitzki raised the position to cover, Kidd successfully cut in, and Kassel was directly blocked by Nowitzki.
Just when everyone thought that Kidd would choose to rush into the inside line, a return gun passed the ball back to the high Nowitzki's hand. When Lin Fei saw Kidd's action, he had already jumped on Nowitzki, but he was still slowed down. When Lin Fei jumped, Nowitzki took a step back and jumped high outside the three-point line. The height and high curvature of the shot made Lin Fei look at the ball and sigh.
Wh!
The basketball fell into the basket in the sighs of the Clippers fans!
coax!
The whole American Airlines Center was detonated in an instant, and all kinds of cheers and screams filled every corner of the American Airlines Arena.
"Who is the winner!" Nowitzki, who had always been weak, roared at Lin Fei.
The six words "Who is the winner" deeply stimulated Lin Fei with the ferocious roar of Nowitzki's face.
Yes, there are only 2.1 seconds left before the end of the game, and the Mavericks got a valuable two-point lead with Nowitzki's critical three-point hit. The people of Dallas have seen the dawn of victory.
"Charles, is this the soft egg you said? Dirk is proving that he is a great player, not the soft egg in your mouth!" Kenny Smith mercilessly attacked his partner Barkley.
"Kenny, haven't you ever thrown a whistleball yourself? 2.4 seconds is enough time for Lin to complete a fatal blow!" Barkley responded coldly.
Nowitzki's victory declaration did not last for a second, and Lin Fei pulled Nowitzki back to reality in a cold tone. "I will give you the final kill, I promise!"
The sharpness of Lin Fei's eyes made Nowitzki couldn't help shivering.
Nowitzki threw away all the ideas in his mind and looked at Lin Fei in front of him and snorted coldly, "The final kill? Do you think it's a children's game?
"I'll tell you what a kill is!" Lin Fei's voice became colder.
Mike Dunleavy used the team's last short timeout.
"Coach, we don't need two points. Give it to me. I have the confidence to score three points. Trust me!" Lin Fei didn't wait for Mike Dunleavy to speak and directly said what he thought. Magetti on the bench heard Lin Fei's words and snorted coldly.
Mike Dunleavy looked at Lin Fei. Lin Fei's eyes showed strong self-confidence and subconsciously nodded, "To Lin!"
The two words to Lin were not loud but strangely clear, and the Clippers nodded up and down.
"Do you think Lin will win the game?" Scarlett asked.
"I think so. He has had many kills this season." Elizabeth Cooper looked at Scarlett and said.
When Scarlett heard Eliza's answer, she smiled faintly, "He has had a total of four kills this season." With a faint voice, Eliza didn't say anything and turned all her attention to the court.
"It's not right, it's sure to win!" Scarlett's confident voice penetrated into Eliza's ears.
"Is this the gap between me and her?" Eliza couldn't help asking herself at the bottom of her heart. She was so confident that she should be with Lin Fei.
With the referee's whistle, the last moment of the game started completely!
Kaman stood on the sideline and prepared to serve. Josh Howard clung to Lin Fei to prevent Lin Fei from tatching the ball. On the side is the staring Danpir. Obviously, the young general Johnson has implemented a heavy defensive strategy against Lin Fei.
"Rookie, victory can only be ours!" Howard picked up Lin Fei and still did not forget to open his big mouth to interfere with Lin Fei.
"I won't lose, never!" With a low roar in his heart, Lin Fei's fighting spirit was burning like fire!
People around can clearly feel the super fighting spirit emanating from Lin Fei's body.
Dampier immediately moved his pace and raised his arms to prepare to clip Lin Fei with Josh Howard.
"Josh!" Lin Fei roared, and his whole body turned to accelerate, and then turned to run out of a folded line route. Josh Howard's hurried pursuit was blocked. He looked up and saw that it was Josh Powell, and Lin Fei had run to the bottom corner, where there was an empty space!
The referee's five-second serve gesture has come to four seconds. Kaman was a little anxious. When he saw Lin Fei running out of a vacant space, he immediately passed the ball in his hand.
"Cover the ball!" Kaman shouted and threw the ball to Lin Fei, who ran to the bottom corner.
The basketball crossed Nowitzki's fingers and flew across a three-point line to the farthest Lin Fei.
Looking at the flying basketball Lin Fei's fighting spirit is getting better and better! But Kaman passed the ball in a hurry, and Lin Fei had to jump and catch the ball.
Shh!!!
A huge boo was given to Lin Fei. Looking at the high basketball, Lin Fei jumped up with his feet, took the ball off the air and landed. There was little time left. Time did not allow Lin Fei to hesitate at all.
Jumping up, a more beautiful gesture than a textbook, just like his thousands of shots!
Confidently shining brightly on Lin Fei's handsome cheeks, Terry hurriedly rushed up, and Kidd also rushed to him from the top of the arc!
Dallasians booed with huge decibels in the American Airlines Center to try to boo Lin Fei's spirit!
It's so short that it can be ignored. Looking at the fingers of the basket in the distance, the time is beating towards zero seconds!
"I won't lose, never!" There was a low roar in my heart.
The basketball carried Lin Fei's super belief and slowly flew to the basket!
Dud!
The whistle at the end of the game sounded! Everyone's eyes are on the basketball in the air!
The boos of the entire American Airlines Center reached its peak in a moment!
The corners of Scarlettley's mouth were a faint and happy smile. Eliza was a little lost, but her eyes were still staring at the rising basketball in the air. The basketball was getting higher and higher, slowly climbing to the top and slowly falling.
A perfect arc is displayed in the American Airlines Center, and basketball seems to have leaped for a thousand years in the hearts of Clippers fans.
Wh!
There was a white wave in the nets, and there was a crisp sound of wiping the net.
"I said he would definitely win!" Scarlett clenched her fist and said as if talking to herself, and Eliza beside her squeezed her lips without saying a word.
Lin Fei held his head high, looked at the Dallas fans around him, and stood quietly with a three-point celebration gesture with his hands!
Lu Yaoyang outside the field couldn't help thinking of a word - reigning in the world!
The huge boo of the American Airlines Center disappeared with the moment the basketball entered the basket, and the whole stadium seemed to be left with the sound of the basketball landing.
With the referee's whistle, Ning Jing was broken, and his teammates surrounded Lin Fei. They cheered the victory crazily.
Mike Dunleavy waved his fist excitedly, "Lin, I know you can do it, you can do it!"
The Mavericks' players, coaches and boss Mark Kuban undoubtedly seem a little frustrated!
"Dallas, I'll give it to you!" Lin Fei said lightly to Cheryl Miller, who was interviewed after the game, and then left by mistake, leaving Cheryl Miller with a wide back!
(To be continued)