Chapter 562: The Heat still have a chance?

　　 O'Neal, who was not idle, went directly to the commentary booth next to the bench and snatched Barkley's microphone.
　　 "FUCK!"
"Hello everyone, I was once the No. 1 center in history, O'Neal, but now, I want to say, this is a joke, look at Yao Ming, he is the No. 1 center in history, my goodness, I can hardly imagine , A man who is fatter than me has a perfect touch, can extend his shooting range beyond the three-point line, can play singles at the basket, and is invincible in the low post..."
　　 O'Neal took the microphone and started blowing at Yao Ming. In the end, Barkley couldn't listen anymore and grabbed the microphone back.
　　 "Shaq forgot to say a bit, Yao Ming also let the great Sir Charles kiss the of the donkey"
　　 After finishing speaking, he laughed himself, smiling, smiling, he couldn't laugh anymore, his face showed a sad look.
　　 "Olajuwon, Jordan, Bird, Magic, Ewing, Admiral, now it is Yao Ming, Shaq is coming soon, generation after generation, this is the NBA, this is basketball."
　　 The game on the field was not stalled because of O'Neal's bragging, nor was it suspended because of Barkley's melancholy. Everything continued.
　　 My emperor still had no way to break Wang Hao's death entanglement, and was restricted by Wang Hao to death.
　　 "Zhan Zhan, you can't help it?"
　　 The emperor gave Wang Hao a white look and passed the ball directly to the cheek on the other side.
　　 Cheek Gang is always full of fighting spirit, facing Kobe's iron barrel defense, Cheek Gang began to frantically squeeze his only meniscus.
　　嗖!
Kobe deliberately gave in, and the cheeks rushed directly into the inside line. Of course, it can be seen that they are as smart as the cheeks. Kobe was deliberate. Yao Ming carried Bynum on his back, covered Wade, and directly included the entire inside line into his rule. Inside.
　　嘭!
Wade smashed into Yao Ming heavily. Yao Ming was the perfect venting point for Yao Ming by the latter Bynum. Under the collision, Yao Ming leaned forward, his legs formed into a triangle, and he caught it firmly. The strongest wave of impact on the cheek.
　　 The cheeks were forced to stop, Kobe behind him and Yao Ming directly surrounded the cheeks, forming a dead ball under the basket.
　　 "Cheek!"
Zhan Zhan led Wang Hao around the three-point line, looking at James, who was also in a bad situation. He turned his head stubbornly, not looking at James, and leaned his back against Kobe. With the help of Kobe’s reaction force, his body turned Before, he forced a shot against Yao Ming.
Snapped!
　　 Yao Ming sent the ruthless big hat.
　　 Kobe is reaching out to copy the basketball. He looked up and threw the ball directly to the frontcourt.
　　 Curry came happily with a three-pointer.
　　 "If the Heat don't want to find a way, this game will be gone."
　　 "Why, Charles, do you think the Heat still have a chance? Look, the Heat are already 22 points behind, 22 points!"
　　 Kenny Smith deliberately stretched the tone and said, and the fans on the scene broke out with boos when they heard Kenny Smith's words.
　　 After all, it’s the Heat’s home game. Kenny Smith still wants to come to Miami for a beach vacation. He didn’t dare to offend him too hard. He changed his tone and said, "Fans, cheer for our home team."
　　 The fans were listlessly cheering for the Heat. It was a bit too illusory in the game. The first quarter ended the final attack with a score of 43:21. The Lakers led by 22 points. According to this attitude, it will be difficult for the Heat to develop.
　　 "Let's guess how many knots the Heat can hold?"
　　 On the bench, Wang Hao opened the handicap.
　　 "Half time?"
　　 "Three sessions?"
　　 Curry and George gave their own answers.
　　 "OK, if the Heat surrender at halftime, George will go back and practice a hundred sets of stamina. If they surrender in three quarters, Curry will practice, and if everything is wrong, we will practice together."
　　 Curry and George turned into bitter faces in an instant, "Are you still a human?"
　　 At the beginning of the second quarter, the Heat's rare Big Five were all present, and none of them stopped to rest. On the Lakers' side, Wang Hao brought Jordan, George, Beverly, and Battier to the court.
　　 "Chance!"
　　 My emperor and the cheeks looked at each other, and they both saw the enthusiasm in each other's eyes.
　　嘭!
George and the emperor collided fiercely. For a whole period, the emperor finally succeeded in breaking through with his body. George was cruising and harassing the emperor’s flanks. Little Jordan and Wang Hao looked at each other and directly greeted the emperor, Wang. Hao took a step towards the basket and shrouded Bolongwang and Bynum within his defense.
　　嗖!
　　 The emperor passed the ball from behind his head to Deron.
Snapped!
Deron, who was about to catch the ball, and our emperor who had just passed a second pass, and at the same time, the body was honest, staying in place, Beverly, and Beverly at the critical moment, suddenly shot off the emperor’s pass. ball.
　　 The little man who was less than 190, faced the 305 basket, was full of pride, and he came up with a tomahawk like a layup.
　　 "Child, don't do this in the future, what should I do if I twist my waist!"
　　 "Thank you boss for caring"
　　 Beverly said moved.
　　 Curry: "What a kind and innocent child, Wang Hao obviously dislikes him for being unsightly, for fear that he will shame the Lakers in the future."
　　 "Just you talk a lot!"
　　 Old Curry glared at Curry.
　　 Slightly slightly!
　　 Curry stuck out his tongue at his father cutely.
　　 "Zhan Zhan!"
　　 "Cheeks, it's okay, there is me."
　　 My emperor patted the on the cheek lightly.
　　 The Heat attacked again. This time my emperor finally thought of the Heat's fifth giant, Bynum, and forgot this guy who was going to be the successor to the first center.
　　 Bynum was just a tentative position at the basket. He didn't expect that the emperor would pass the ball, but the emperor did.
　　Looking at the little Jordan behind him, Bynum gave a push~EbookFREE.me~ to make an elegant hook.
　　唰!
　　 "The Heat finally scored a goal. However, Teacher Zhang, to borrow a word, is Bynum's goal a bit late? There is not much time left for the Heat."
　　 "Can't say the same. After all, there are two and a half quarters left in the game. If the Heat suddenly explodes, it is still possible."
　　 After the director Zhang finished speaking, he didn’t believe it. What’s the joke? In the finals, the lead was 22 points and was overturned. How about making movies or writing novels?
With the desperate efforts of our emperor and cheeks, the Heat stubbornly bit the score and were controlled by the score difference between 20 and 23 points. Although the Heat's offense has improved a bit during this period, it is not enough to maintain their own score difference. Don't be pulled away, and want to catch it back, my emperor glanced at the Heat's bench, who can he count on?
　　 Spoon’s hair was pulled down in half again.
　　 Sibo: "Isn't it said that the more bald, the stronger, is it because I am not completely bald?"
　　 turned his head and glanced at the lush-haired Zen master, Spo shook his head, "It shouldn't be."
　　 "We still have a chance."
　　 Spo clenched his fists to cheer himself up, and then felt as if something was wrong, and quickly yelled at the court with his hands horn-like.
　　 "Stay steady, we can win."
　　
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