Fisher roared loudly, his bright forehead reflecting slightly in the light.

"Oh God! We are only 18 points behind! And with 6 minutes left before the end of the game, I see hope of a comeback."

Gasol said excitedly, his whole body trembling.

beep!

The referee blew the whistle.

Rivers requested a timeout.

He keenly sensed a hint of crisis, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

"Guys, this is the finals, get serious!"

"We once led by 33 points, but in just 4 minutes, we were caught by 18 points."

"What will be the consequences if this continues? Do you want to play Game 7 with the Lakers?"

Rivers slapped the tactical board and roared angrily.

"Pierce, I don't care what method you use, just keep an eye on that Chinese player and never let him make another three-pointer."

"Ray Allen, find an opportunity and take a decisive shot. You are one of the greatest three-point shooters in NBA history. How can you let a water cooler player compete with you?"

"Garnett, you will come on the court later and protect the rebound!"

Rivers quickly deployed his tactics, his expression gloomy and terrifying.

On the other side, the Lakers bench.

Phil was also busy making arrangements.

"Gasol, Kobe, Fisher, Odom, you guys will play later!"

"Jiang Chen has given us a chance to reverse the situation, and we must seize it."

"When we get on the court later, we will use Jiang Chen as the core of our offense."

Phil said, his face full of surprise.

Who would have thought that this yellow-skinned player from China would suddenly explode?

Originally, I just wanted him to experience the atmosphere of the finals during garbage time, but I didn't expect that he gave the whole team a surprise and gave his opponents a shock.

Now, with Jiang Chen as the core, let Kobe and Gasol play support.
Chapter completed!