: Quilted? 6 thread?

"Kobe, I really have you!" O'Neal pushed Kobe heavily. He had never seen a defender who could defend Malone three times in a row.
"Hey hello, take it easy." The sweaty Kobe was almost slapped on the ground by O'Neil's slap.
"Kobe, how are you doing?" Harris noticed that Kobe was wrong.
"No problem, Malone is not my opponent!" Kobe gritted his teeth, he didn't give up in his dictionary, he was consumed with Malone today.
And with his knowledge of Sloan, the Jazz who has repeatedly failed to attack will certainly not continue to use Malone as the main point of attack.
"Ben, Stockton will take the initiative to attack." Bryant and Big Ben singled out many times in training, Ben's defense made Kobe extremely headache, his strength and speed should not be normal players should have , And his lateral movement can fully keep up with outside players.
But whether Big Ben dealt with Stockton, Bryant was not sure. Because the current Big Ben does not perform as well on the court, he is somewhat confused. The current Big Ben is just a young rookie.
The game continues.
Stockton held the ball. He succeeded in picking and rolling with Malone steadily under the interference of Kobe and exchanged defenders!
Everyone pulled to the corner, waiting for Stockton and Ben Wallace to single out.
The ball seemed to stick to Stockton's hands, shaking back and forth.
Ben Wallace's center of gravity also swayed, he did not dare to take it lightly. Stockton is 15 cm shorter than him, and if the center of gravity is so much lower, if the center of gravity is changed too slowly, it will definitely be broken through neatly.
Stockton chose to accelerate suddenly. The right half leaned against Ben Wallace, and the left hand dribble quickly in a very low space.
Wallace pressed Stockton's offensive space with his strength. He raised his hands high and pressed his chest tightly to Stockton.
The two of them marched in the direction of the basket at the same time, entangled tightly together.
Stockton raised his right elbow, pretending to protect the ball but hitting Ben Wallace's chest.
Wallace gritted her teeth and continued to cling.
Stockton received the ball with his left hand and took a fake shot.
Wallace was not lit up! He was educated numerous times in training by Kobe's fakes, and now he will not be fooled.
Can you stop it without jumping? Stockton didn't move his foot, like a step left. The palm of the left hand is upward, and the ball is thrown upward with the space of half a body.
Made a low layup and hit the ball steadily.
Harris on the sidelines shook his head. Sure enough, not every rookie surprised him like Kobe. Wallace fell into the trap created by Stockton from the beginning, always defending him sideways, such a defensive position effect is very poor. As long as you reach out, it will be a foul, and if you do n’t reach out, Stockton will have a lot of room to complete the offense.
"It's okay, guard against the next goal." Bryant stepped forward and patted Ben Wallace's back.
Wallace almost gritted his teeth and didn't speak. He knew that what he said was not important at this time, he must guard against the next goal!
The Lakers' offense missed, and the focus of the audience was once again focused on the second confrontation between Stockton and Ben Wallace.
Stockton's dribbling range is not exaggerated, and his physical fitness is not exploding. How did he hit a 50% hit rate in this era? Relying on the pinnacle of man-ball combination, basketball is like a flying elf in his hands.
Ben Wallace's body shook back and forth with Stockton's disguise. He knew he had to stabilize his center of gravity, but his uncontrolled body followed the Stockton's dribble rhythm.
The speed of the slow dribble speeded up quickly. Stockton made a breakthrough. Ben Wallace retreated, but he saw Stockton put away the ball and made a three-point shot!
Wallace opened his hand to interfere, but the center of gravity was not controlled, the lower body was still receding, and the whole person fell to the ground.
"Uh." Stockton made a three-pointer.
"WOW, look at this gangster, worship like our John."
"Ha ha ha ha, this awkward defense should not appear in the US Basketball."
"Look at this ball! This can be selected as the best of the year!"
The Lakers request a timeout!
"Damn, let's replace this. Stockton is completely humiliating him!"
"Fak, you are humiliating Big Ben!" Bryant was angry, and he pulled aside Ben Wallace, who wrapped his towel around his head.
"Stop me, try again if you can't do it! This one can't continue to the next one! No one knows what abilities are in your body. Believe in yourself and kill him!" Bryant growled.
Ben Wallace breathed quickly, he tried his best, but he couldn't help it.
But give up? Do you really want to give up?
Ben Wallace, who grew up in blood and blood from an early age, never knew why he gave up. He seemed to be playing back the scene where Kobe was knocked off again and again under the impact of Malone, and the moths threw fire again.
"Coach, I want to continue!" Ben Wallace threw the towel aside, since Kobe can, then I can do it too!
"Coach, instinct." O'Neill uttered a voice.
"Coach, please let Ben try again ~ EbookFREE.me ~ One by one teammates cheered up the honest big Ben. He is the most hardworking guy on the team. Teammates to complete.
"Ben, continue playing." Harris' blood was also infected by this group of young guys, and now the best way is to take Ben and fight the Jazz.
Harris had never thought that he would solve the problem so irrationally, but he believed that the young men under his hands could do miracles.
"Don't give up yet?" Stockton stared at Ben Wallace, why is his aura different?
Before the suspension was still a hurried drop in the draft, the suspended big back gave Stockton a deterrent to the prehistoric beast.
"Hmm, so it's a mystery. It's just a good draft."
Stockton's Ben Wallace poses and stares at himself without saying a word.
Is still a cross-dribble with changing rhythm, slow first and then fast, and the left and right shaking interferes with Ben Wallace's center of gravity.
Stockton accelerated and Wallace backed away, again creating a half-position advantage.
This time Stockton pursued stability and pressed into a mid-range jumper shot.
"Give me down!" Ben Wallace waited for a long time at this moment, his strong legs erupted at an astonishing speed, leaping like a spring.
what? Stockton's eyes widened, and the basketball he shot was caught in the air by Ben Wallace who jumped high.
Time seemed to stagnate, and the entire stadium stayed on the cover of Omoto's sky.
Catch a risk?
Wallace landed, grabbed the ball with one hand, and roared upward.
The noisy Delta Center Arena seemed to be in a vacuum, silent.
Big Ben, return home.