Chapter 154 Probability of winning the championship
Lying in the bathtub, Wang Tiejun habitually opened the system and took a look.
Just now, he completed all the three-month rebounding training content. He had already upgraded to four levels before, and now he has upgraded to level 86.
The other two trainings started at the end of April and lasted for two months. The flexibility has been improved by one level, and it is now level 66. The speed has not changed, but calculating the time, it should be able to improve by one level in two days.
"Tie Jun, the game has begun." At this time, Lao Zhang shouted loudly in the living room downstairs.
"The bull will definitely sweep the knight. There's nothing interesting to see. I'll wait for a while." He replied loudly.
"Brother Zhang, you can do well in this little life!"
After soaking for half an hour, he came downstairs and saw Lao Zhang holding a bottle of beer in his left hand and a plate of cold pig ears in his right hand. His saliva immediately came out.
"How does it taste?"
"I made it myself. It's not bad. Why don't you eat some? Pig ears are not very high in calories. They are medium-calorie food and there is no oil mixed with them. I have prepared chopsticks for you." Lao Zhang said with a smile.
"Then eat something?"
His tone was a bit hesitant, but he took the chopsticks without hesitation. However, he picked up a few pieces and stopped when he was about to stuff them into his mouth.
“There’s still a lot of oil!”
He took a cup, poured a glass of beer, washed the pig ear meat in it, stuffed it into his mouth and started chewing.
"There are only a few drops of oil in total. I think you want to drink beer?" Lao Zhang said angrily.
"Ha ha……"
He laughed loudly and didn't bother to wash it. He directly picked up the cup and said to his mouth: "It's just this cup. Don't try to persuade me again. If you try to persuade me to fall out with you, we brothers won't be able to do it."
"Where did I advise you? Do you want face?" Lao Zhang said angrily.
"Hey, Brother Zhang, I feel very tired now. Do you think I should take care of myself?" he asked.
"Tie Jun, you can just bring a few girls to your home. That's a hundred times better than keeping in good health." Lao Zhang joked.
"Stop teasing me!"
At 11:30, the game between the Bulls and the Cavaliers ended. As he expected, the Bulls defeated the Cavaliers and advanced to the Eastern Conference Finals.
After sweeping the Hawks in the first round, the Bulls swept the Cavaliers again.
Zhang Lili did the math and said: "103:101, just a two-point win. Jordan's efficiency in the last two games has been average. Tonight's shooting percentage of 45.8 was 6 percentage points lower than the team's overall shooting percentage.
It seems that he played 50% of the time, 44.4% in the g2 game, and 53% in the g1 game. It seems that his performance is not too stable. This may be related to the opponent's defense.
Most of his shots tonight were taken from double teams, and he shot 45.8%, which is already very strong."
"31 points and 9 rebounds, this guy is very good at rebounding!" Wang Tiejun said.
"The Bulls' internal strength is average, especially since the fifth position is no longer available, so they have to rely on their outside to fight for rebounds. You don't know, as a shooting guard, Jordan is third in the Bulls' rebounding this season, and he is also ranked third in the playoffs.
Same, second only to Grant and Pippen. But if you meet the Bulls, you should have an advantage in rebounding." Zhang Li said.
"That's for sure." Lao Wang smiled.
Zhang Lili added: "But Jordan's scoring ability is really explosive. In the four games of the second round, he averaged 31 points per game. This is the playoffs!"
Lao Wang smacked his lips. Even if he was given enough shots, with his energy-consuming style of play, he still wouldn't be able to cut down this average per game. Maybe he could do it once in a while, but it would never be possible in a series. He wouldn't be tired even to the death.
Possibly, if more shots are taken when physical energy is consumed too much, it is certain that the offensive efficiency will drop significantly.
The next day, the defending championship Bulls were praised and praised by all media, and their chances of winning the championship soared significantly in major media.
ESPN raised the Bulls' championship probability from 51% to 75% in one fell swoop, and other media gave similar increases.
Although the Suns have a second-round match point and are in sight of the Western Conference Finals, the probability of winning the championship given by ESPN is still 38% as before the first round.
This made Barkley very dissatisfied. After all, the Suns were leading three to one, and the Western Conference Finals were in sight. You had to make an upward adjustment, right?
He slammed the TV off and said to his wife, Maureen: "Honey, do you think they are fair?"
"Dear, don't be angry, look at the reasons given by ESPN." His wife Maureen handed over a newspaper.
Buckley glanced at it briefly, and his nose became crooked with anger.
Honey, let me see this, are you deliberately making me angry? He crumpled the newspaper into a ball and planned to go to the bathroom to consume it later.
There is an espn explanation in the newspaper about the Suns' chances of winning the championship. espn believes that the state of the Suns' two major inside combinations continues to be weak. This state is likely to continue. He and Old K will drag down the offensive and defensive quality of the entire team, so espn
I don't think there is a need to adjust the Suns' championship chances. If necessary, it will be adjusted downward.
"No wonder ESPN has never received the broadcast rights to the NBA Finals. It is not worthy at all. It is too unprofessional. If I become a commentator in the future, I will definitely not go to ESPN." He said angrily.
"Charles, why did you suddenly say you want to be a commentator? Do you want to retire?" Molin said in surprise.
"Oh, no, I just have this idea. I always have to find something to do after I retire. And you know, Bill Walton is doing this. I talked to you last time. I talked to him, and the salary is still
Not bad, I think I can try it in the future." Buckley said.
Maureen nodded and said: "As long as you like it, Charles, I support you."
"Thank you, my dear, it is the greatest luck in my life to marry you." Buckley said with a smile.
"Me too." Molin smiled.
The two then talked about the Western Conference Finals and the Finals, and Morin asked: "Are you hopeful this time?"
Barkley didn't think about it and immediately said: "Whether it's the Mosaic or the SuperSonics in the Western Conference Finals, they are both very powerful. It all depends on our own performance."
"You and Lao K performed poorly in these two games, are you tired?" Mo Lin asked.
Barkley scratched his head and said: "I'm okay, but my hand feel is a bit poor, plus playing back-to-back games in away games, the state has ups and downs, which is normal.
But that kid, Lao K, was really tired from playing and didn’t even ask for the ball on the court.
He has never played in a professional game before, and he has not even had formal training in the past two years. However, his physical fitness is not very bad. Otherwise, he would not be able to persist now. It is because he did not complete his physical reserves before entering the NBA, and his playing style is too exhausting.
Got fit."
May 18th, game day.
There will be three games on this day, namely the G5 game between the Suns and the Spurs, the G5 game between the Mosaic and the SuperSonics, and the G5 game between the Knicks and the Hornets in the Eastern Conference. The game between the Suns and the Spurs starts at 8 o'clock, and the other two games will start at 8 o'clock.
Hour.
At ten o'clock in the morning, in Chicago, a local TV station conducted an interview after the Bulls' training game.
"Michael, who do you hope to meet in the finals?" the reporter asked.
"Phoenix, Suns." Jordan said without any hesitation, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes and a hint of ruthlessness.
He could never forget being slapped in the face by that damn rookie. It was the greatest humiliation he had ever received, even greater than the humiliation given to him by the Bad Boys Legion.
He hates the Bad Boys, but he hates the rookie.
In this life, he will step on that rookie so that he will never get ahead in the NBA.
Everyone knows about the feud between Jordan and Wang Tiejun. After this interview was broadcast, all Americans knew that the Suns were finished. Even if they made it to the finals, they would be violently abused by Jordan because he was a man wearing No. 23.
The God of jerseys, Jordan in his prime, was unstoppable.
Before the second round of G5, this interview put a lot of pressure on the Suns, and even made some players who were not strong-willed enough to become a little pessimistic about the Western Conference Finals and the Finals.
At half past six, the Suns entered the locker room and started preparing for the game.
"Brother, we are going to reach the finals and shatter that old boy's dream of three consecutive championships. Do you feel good about it?"
Wang Tiejun was talking to Buckley, holding a large thermos cup in his hand, taking a sip from time to time. There were wolfberry and red dates soaked in it, which replenished blood and kidneys.
"It would be cool to kill the Bulls and Michael!" Barkley said with a happy face.
He looked at the thing in Old K's hand, with a look of disgust on his face, and then asked curiously: "What kind of thing is soaked in here? How can you drink hot water?"
Others also looked over with curious faces, including several members of the coaching staff and Colangelo.
He smiled and said to Buckley with a sigh on his face: "Brother, do you know why I can grow so tall?"
"What does this have to do with it?" Buckley asked with interest.
"No." He shook his head.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Buckley said angrily.
He chuckled again and said: "Listen brother, I will tell you some benefits of drinking hot water. It will be good for you."
"Say it quickly!" Buckley said impatiently.
"First, drinking hot water can help you lose weight." He said seriously.
"Impossible, there is no scientific basis for this." Kevin Johnson shouted from the side.
He glanced at Kevin Johnson and said contemptuously: "Your fat is just solidified butter. That stuff melts when heated. Why can't you lose weight?"
"It seems to make sense."
"So, I also want to get some hot water to lose weight?"
Everyone started talking.
"What about the second one?"
Barkley has no interest in losing weight. He has no fat. Is he still a pig?
"Second, drinking hot water can help you maintain your core temperature on the bench during the game." Wang Tiejun said with a smile.
"I'd rather eat a hamburger, which can provide more calories." Barkley immediately shook his head.
"You can't teach a boy!" he said contemptuously.
"You haven't said what these are yet?" Buckley asked, pointing to the thermos cup.
"Are you durable?" he asked with a mysterious look on his face.
Valley slough
"certainly."
No man would hesitate on this question, and neither would Barkley.
"But it gives you more endurance." He chuckled.
"That's it?"
Barkley said with contempt: "Old K, who are you lying to? You have to rest your endurance for two minutes to hit a ball. I believe you are a stupid donkey."
"Haha..." The locker room burst into laughter.
"You don't understand good people's hearts! You country bumpkins, I won't talk to you anymore."
Comrade Lao Wang was so angry that he turned around and took out the CD player from the closet and started listening to his music. His first choice was Princess Xian's song, which was his goddess.
At 7:30, the two teams announced their starting lineup.
Spurs: David Robinson, Antoine Kyle, Sean Elliott, Darle Ellis, Avery Johnson
Suns: Wang Tiejun, Barkley, Danny Ainge, Dan Marley, Kevin Johnson
In the ESPN live broadcast, Winston Rollin analyzed: "The Suns have arranged for 34-year-old Danny Ainge to start, which should be okay. It will increase the outside shooting ability of the starting lineup and the ability to stretch, which will help create low-post singles.
opportunity.”
Carter Oldman laughed: "But in this way, the scoring ability of the Suns' bench will be even weaker."
Rollin thought for a while and said: "Ceballos doesn't have many chances to take action in the starting lineup. If he returns to the bench, he will have more opportunities. In fact, I always think that he should return to the bench, where his offense will be stimulated."
potential."
As the two were talking, they came on as substitutes to warm up.
Ceballos was not too frustrated when he was taken into the starting lineup. He did not get many shots in the starting lineup. Now that the substitute lineup lacks scoring points, he may have more opportunities.
He gets excited when he thinks about more scores and wonderful statistics.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Immediately, he made several dazzling dunks, making the entire Suns fans cheer for him.
Winston Rollin laughed: "Ceballos has a good mid-range shot, but he is also an explosive dunker, which makes his shooting percentage very high."
"Yes, Ceballos doesn't take many shots, but his field goal percentage in the regular season this season ranks first in the league at 57.6%." Carter Oldman laughed.
"It's just that after Old K joined the Suns, he occupied the space under the basket and reduced the breakthrough space from the outside. This also affected Ceballos' performance." Rollin said.
"That was Old K in the early days. Since he developed the hook, this problem has been solved." Carter Oldman said.
At this time, the two teams started to prepare to go out.
The enemies met and were extremely jealous. David Robinson stared at Comrade Lao Wang, his eyes were burning and his teeth were chattering.
"Iron-blooded jumper, why are you looking at me?" Lao Wang said dissatisfied.
"Aren't you also a big hook player?" David Robinson replied coldly.
"Pfft!" Buckley and others laughed.
"Aren't you also a great jumper?" David Robinson sprayed Barkley again.
Barkley glared at Lao Wang and whispered: "Old K, what a good thing you have done. In just one day, we have all become iron-blooded jumpers."
"Idiot, I'm talking about the center," he said.
Barkley suddenly realized it and shouted to Robinson: "Yes, General, I am not a center. Isn't it natural for me to shoot jumpers outside? Big jump shots are only for you."
"you?"
David Robinson was furious.
At eight o'clock, the game starts.
"Get excited, get excited..."
When the players came on the field, assistant coach Lewis shouted at the five main players.
"Yo ho ho ho..."
Comrade Lao Wang immediately started shouting and yelling in coordination, and several others followed suit, causing the fans to also scream.
"This is a bunch of animals!"
"Be careful, these animals look very excited, don't get stepped on by their hooves."
The Spurs cursed angrily.
This time, Comrade Lao Wang finally won a jump ball and the Suns attacked.
"Kevin, do you want to assist?"
Low left wing, he shouted.
"roll!"
Kevin Johnson, who was not close to the top of the arc, cursed, suddenly put his hands together and pushed the ball inward, and the ball flew over Avery Johnson's head.
"Crack!"
Carrying Robinson with his left hand, he caught the ball with his right hand, and in the next moment, he slid downwards.
The first movement is to turn your head to the right.
"Slide to the bottom!"
David Robinson was very familiar with this action and made an immediate judgment.
He repeatedly studied Old K's technical moves in low-post singles, and found that Old K's turn was different from others. This damn rookie turned his head first.
The next moment, he immediately retreated and took a step diagonally toward the baseline.
"Oops!"
However, the next moment, he knew that he had been fooled, because Old K did not slide down, but turned upwards. Without even dribbling, he turned around and stepped into the paint area, killing him.
"Beep!"
He instinctively stretched out his hand to stop it, but immediately regretted it because the whistle sounded.
At this time, Wang Tiejun had already risen into the sky.
"Bang!"
As the basket trembled violently, the American West Arena suddenly boiled.
The referee immediately signaled that two points were valid and a penalty shot was added.
"Hey, Old K dunked on Robinson at the beginning. He looked very excited. It was completely different from the previous two games. This is a very good state!"
"Yes, yes, now looking at Sir Barkley's performance, I hope our inside combination can have a big performance tonight.
In the commentary box, two commentators shouted excitedly.
"Now K's fake moves are very good, even David Robinson was fooled." Winston Rollin said in the ESPN live broadcast.
"By the way, K didn't move just now. He just glanced to the right. How did Robinson judge that K would slip to the bottom?" Carter Oldman said puzzledly.
"With his moving speed, he can keep up with the speed of Old K without any need for prediction. I think Robinson can be more calm." Winston Rollin suggested.
At this time, Wang Tiejun missed the free throw, David Robinson grabbed the rebound, and the Spurs attacked.
Advancing to the frontcourt, Robinson had just been hit, and of course he had to return it.
In the low post on the left wing, he still used the same method as in the previous game. On the offensive end, he relied on the advantage of being faster and more flexible to get rid of the defender. This can not only give full play to his advantages, but also reduce the confrontation with the old K, save physical energy, and increase his own strength.
Excellent offensive efficiency and smooth passing.
Swaying inward, when Wang Tiejun caught up, he immediately ran in reverse. When he ran out of the paint area, he found that Avery Johnson's ball could not be passed. He ran in reverse again, getting rid of the defender again and heading towards
Quick cut to the basket.
At this time, the ball finally came in.
Barkley quickly returned to the basket, but it was already too late.
"Bang!"
David Robinson's dunk instantly extinguished the loud noise at the American West Arena.
He glanced indifferently at Wang Tiejun, who had just rushed to his side, and quickly started to defend himself without saying a word of trash.
"Brother, he despises you." Barkley reminded him kindly while running towards the front court.
"I just hit him on the head. You should be the one he despises." Lao Wang retorted.
"No, he's looking at you." Buckley quickly countered.
"Although he is looking at me, he is thinking about you." Lao Wang said.
"If people don't talk trash to you, why don't you keep talking to yourself?" Kevin Johnson, who was advancing with the ball from behind, cursed angrily.
A pair of brothers in distress looked at each other and quickly went to the left and right wings to take up low positions.
