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"Charles, you are too impulsive."
The game was forcibly interrupted, and the players from both sides returned to the locker room, waiting for the game to continue.
Drexler looked at Barkley, who was examined by the team doctor with blood on his face, and couldn't help but shook his head.
"Clyde, I have no impulse, everything is in my plan." There was blood flowing out of Barkley's nostrils, and Big Ben's jab hit the unsuspecting bridge of Barkley's nose firmly.
"Shaq was by me. Now the Lakers only have Kobe! Clyde, Hakeem! Kill Kobe and we will win." Barkley knew that his hug and punch would definitely hurt O'Neal. It's hard to say how heavy, after all, the fat on that guy's body is too thick, and he bounced his fists like a lifebuoy.
But he must be heavier than himself. He was only beaten three times by Ben Wallace, and O'Neal was hugged and fell to the ground, and was beaten by himself for a long time.
Although both of them were injured, there was no way to play in this game 80%.
"This is your plan?" Olajuwon, who hadn't said a word for a long time, frowned. He was really shameless about Barkley. Although he just helped Barkley stop Kobe and Horry, as teammates, they must help in a conflict, but Buck used this method a bit too much.
"Yes, Hakeem! You and Clyde now only have to kill Kobe alone!" Barkley did not notice the displeasure in Olajuwon's tone.
"Aren't you afraid of being suspended?"
"Stern will not suspend me for many games at this time!" Barkley knows Stern's urination. In this much-anticipated Western Conference Finals, Stern will definitely not let himself be unable to play. His popularity is super high!
In this era, there should not be too many such battles on the court. Other players are terribly banned for three or five games, and themselves, even less.
Through this opportunity, you can terribly scare the obedient boys of the Lakers. Let them always have shadows, it is enough to see O'Neal's burly and tall body, but he dare not even hold his hands.
But Ben Wallace's fist was really hard. . .
If he hadn't rushed over in the crowd and punched himself, it would be a complete victory.
And Rudy Tomjanovich lifted his trousers.
"Hiss!" The team put a large bag of ice cubes on it.
"Damn it, I knew someone would stir me!" Watching the TV replay of the dressing room, Bowen ran next to him unconsciously, showing the black feet, Rudy Tomjanovich was furious.
You guys play ball! fight!
Why play a coach! ? ?
Is my hundred kilograms of fat threatening you? You don't think I can box the Lakers players?
Appeal! Must appeal!
"Coach, really. I really didn't see Bowen's shadow at the time." AC Green scratched his head, and Bowen had his black feet under his nose.
"That guy is too sinister!"
"Bao has black feet!"
At this moment, the Lakers' locker room is also talking about Bao's black feet.
"Fuck! Bruce! You really belonged to you! It wasn't you who tripped their coach! Big Ben really couldn't find a chance to rush in." Byron Scott's eyes widened, and he considered himself a player who had experienced the storm. I have never seen what kind of fighting scenes in the SHOWTIME era. Bowen’s direct approach to the coach's black feet is simply too imaginative!
Bowen chuckled and bared his yellow teeth wretchedly, hiding his merit and fame.
"Big Ben is really God of War! One hit five! Beat Barkley! Too strong!" The Fisher Alliance ran to Ben Wallace and pinched his thigh. With this guy, I won't be afraid of violence on the court anymore!
"But Big Ben ran from the bench to fight, maybe this punishment..."
"No matter how heavy it is, it won't be heavier than Barkley!?"
"It's hard to say, the league has always treated stars preferentially. Especially players like Barkley who have both strength and popularity."
"Shaq, does it matter?" Bryant asked as the team doctor was examining O'Neal.
"I'm fine, I can continue to play."
"No, you can't!" Gariviti was angry.
"Yes, Shaq. It's better for you to have an MRI." O'Neill's injury is not serious, and the only more dangerous thing is that he was hugged and smashed to the ground by Barkley, which seemed to affect the tail vertebrae. The coccyx is a very important structure, and Jeff also agrees with Gariviti.
"Then this one won't be available?"
"It's okay, Barkley can't get on either."
"Relax, Shaq."
"This victory, we won it for you!" Kobe squeezed his fist with a grim face.
"The referee has punished it."
"Barkley banned one game and Ben Wallace banned two games. The Lakers throw two free throws. There should be additional fines later."
"Gone?"
"Nothing. The league doesn't seem to want to make this matter serious, after all, the injuries on both sides are not serious."
It turned out that the Lakers players were not satisfied.
Buckley deliberately provoked! Was the first to attack O'Neal and was only suspended for one game?
Although in this era, stadium conflicts are endless, as long as you are not playing the audience, nothing will happen. But this penalty is too low.
O'Neal was so indignant that he was violently beaten, and he actually banned that guy for one game?
Shady!
"Bruce hasn't been punished???" Everyone suddenly found that someone seemed to be ignored.
"No..." The referee thought that Bruce was walking normally and accidentally hooked Tomjanovich.
"Continue playing, Kobe. It's up to you." O'Neal stretched out his fist.
"Yeah." Kobe punched.
Barkley, want to win by playing such a trick?
It's not as you wished!
Crawford let the players from both sides return to the field and declared the game to continue.
The Lakers lineup is adjusted to PG Kobe, SG Eddie SF Bowen PF Horry C Campbell.
Houston lineup PG Drexler SG Jim Jackson SF Mario Avery PFAC Green C Olajuwon.
Campbell's face is a bit ugly.
After topping Barkley, let me top Olajuwon?
Improper? Just me?
But still can only bite the bullet~EbookFREE.me~ O'Neal and Big Ben both retired, who can resist the Lakers inside?
Kobe made two free throws steadily.
The Lakers continued the ball, Horry passed the ball to Kobe.
Jim Jackson and Mario Avery directly double-teamed, and after O'Neal was off the court, they didn't even have to worry about defending inside.
"You can't prevent me."
Two steps beyond the three-point line, stand up! The ball is thrown in the normal standard shot motion of textbooks.
The cold-blooded eyes made Drexler on the side stunned!
"Is this to vote?"
"Is this going in too?"
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