The Bulls attacked, Jordan hit a goal, and the point difference reached three points.
In the next few rounds, Wang Tiejun did not attack, and others would do the fighting. He had to take a break and recover his health.
However, he still had feints and frequently tried to get into the basket, making the Bulls afraid to let him go, thus gaining space for his teammates.
In this way, the game reached the 11th minute of the final quarter, with the last 98 seconds left, 99:96, and the Suns clinched the score.
The Suns attacked and called a timeout.
"Old K, how are you?"
At the last moment, Westphal's voice was trembling.
"You can fight."
Wang Tiejun nodded solemnly. At the last moment, he had to fight even if he couldn't. At this moment, he had to stand on the field even if his leg was broken.
"Michael Jordan has scored 53 points, and he has scored 10 points in the final quarter. He has tied Jerry West's third record of 53 in a single game in the 1969 Finals." Bill Walton said at this time.
John Hanks said: "The second in history is Rick Barry's 55 points, set in 1967, and the first is Elgin Baylor's 61 points, set in 1962. I believe Jordan will break Rick Barry's record tonight."
"There is no doubt that he has gone crazy." Bill Walton laughed.
The timeout ends, the game begins, and the Suns attack.
Just now, the Suns arranged a three-point shooting tactic, which was to let Wang Tiejun get to the basket first, compress the Bulls' defense, and then let the outside shot go. If he missed, he and Barkley would try to grab the offensive rebound and make a second attack.
Rebounding is an important reason why the Suns were able to hold on to the score even though they were at a disadvantage today.
"brush!"
At the critical moment, when Pippen double-teamed Wang Tiejun in the low post on the left wing, Danny Ainge took Wang Tiejun's pass and hit a three-pointer from the left corner to help the team even the score.
"yeah!"
The moment the water splashed and the crisp sound of washing the basket sounded, the whole audience burst into cheers.
"That's great! Tie Jun sent out his fourth assist of this quarter and his eighth assist of the game. He is the Suns' assist king tonight." Zhang Lili said excitedly.
"Come on Suns, come on Iron Army!" Sun Zhenping shouted.
"The consequences of the Bulls' wanton double-teaming in the low post tonight appeared. Old K's passing ability has always been good, and this ability should not be ignored." Bill Walton said.
"It's not that the Bulls are willing to ignore it, but it's just that they have no choice. If they don't double-team Old K, Perdu is a fringe player. How can he guard Old K alone?" John Hanks laughed.
When the Bulls attacked, Jordan took a shot and was double-teamed by Barkley, but he still relied on his extremely strong personal ability to turn around and hit a fadeaway jumper, hitting a mid-range shot and exceeding the score again.
"Congratulations Michael, you are now second in points in a single game in the Finals, tied for second with Rick Barry." Bill Walton smiled.
101:99, the Suns attack, with 68 seconds left.
Kevin Johnson advanced to the frontcourt with the ball. He had just made a tactical gesture. At this moment, Jordan suddenly grabbed the ball and knocked it away.
"Damn it!"
Head coach Westphal jumped up anxiously.
Kevin Johnson hurriedly turned around and chased after him, but it was already too late. Jordan used his greater tonnage to squeeze away from him, grabbed the ball, and advanced into the frontcourt.
"brush!"
As the ball passed through the basket, the American West Arena, which had been very crazy just now, suddenly became much quieter, leaving only the crazy cheers of 2,000 away fans.
103:99, the Suns trailed by 4 points.
"This is bad. Jordan suddenly strengthened his defense at the critical moment and caught Kevin Johnson off guard." Zhang Liji shook his head and sighed.
Kevin Johnson once again advanced to the frontcourt, keeping his left elbow in front and dribbling sideways to avoid being intercepted by Jordan.
After reaching the top of the arc, he made a pull gesture.
At this time, in the low position on the left wing, Wang Tiejun suddenly turned around and slipped to the bottom. At the same time, when he rushed into the paint area, he blocked Perdo with his right hand.
"..."
Kevin Johnson, who was constantly moving at the top of the arc, had sharp eyesight, immediately changed direction, avoided Jordan in front of him, and passed the ball in.
"Bang!"
Wang Tiejun grabbed the ball with one hand, pressed forward, and smashed the ball into the basket.
"Yes, 103:101, only two points away." Zhang Lili shouted excitedly.
"52 seconds, there are only 52 seconds left, is it still too late?" Sun Zhenping said anxiously.
"There should be a chance." Zhang Li said.
The Bulls attack, Pippen holds the ball on the left wing, point guard BJ is at the top of the arc, and Perdo is in the low post on the left wing, which is also a triangle.
But this triangle is imaginary at first glance. Perdo has no offensive ability at all. He can only score at the basket and is useless in the low post on both wings. Wang Tiejun directly let him go, blocking the left wing from breaking into the paint.
road.
"Either Pippen takes a shot and I'm going to grab the rebound, or it's Jordan on the weak side and I'm going to guard against Pippen's cross pass."
Wang Tiejun thought this calmly, and at the same time quietly moved up a small half step.
Bill Walton said: "The Bulls were not in a hurry to attack. They had a lead and were pressing for time."
Sure enough, it was not until the 18th second that Pippen started to start, singled out Danny Ainge, and then turned around to break through. However, when he broke into the paint area and faced Wang Tiejun, he suddenly stuffed the ball to the opposite side.
At this time, Jordan had used two consecutive reverse runs to drop Dan Malley and quickly cut into the paint. He saw Pippen's pass and grabbed the basketball with one hand with his left hand.
As long as he can catch the ball, because Old K is blocking Pippen two steps ahead of the left side of the basket, and there is only Barkley under the basket who has just returned to defense, he is 100% sure that he can score this goal.
"What?"
But at this moment, his eyes shrank, because suddenly a giant broke in in his sight.
"It's a pass!"
Although Wang Tiejun was guarding Pippen on the strong side, he had already noticed Jordan's back cut on the weak side. He immediately judged that Pippen would pass the ball, so he predicted it in advance and made a timely response.
His defense is not good because his body can't keep up, not because his brain and nerves can't react quickly.
At the moment when Pippen's ball was pushed towards Jordan and before the ball was released, his long left arm stretched forward...
"Pa"
The ball broke.
"Damn it!"
When Jordan and Pippen saw each other, they swore at the same time. The two immediately reacted by turning around and running towards the backcourt.
"here."
At the same time, Kevin Johnson, the lightning bolt at the top of the arc, had already turned around, running forward and asking Wang Tiejun for the ball.
"Whoosh!"
The ball flew almost in a straight line.
"Crack!"
Kevin Johnson caught the ball with both hands, pushed forward, and accelerated towards the basket.
One step behind him, Bulls point guard BJ tried his best to catch up, but his athletic talent was not as good as others, and he couldn't catch up with Lightning with the ball even while running.
Although Pippen and Jordan tried their best to catch up, their starting positions were too deep and they couldn't catch up at all.
"brush!"
Kevin Johnson made another layup.
"103 tied, Wang Tiejun sent a steal and an assist at the critical moment, and the Suns caught up with the score. They caught up with the score." Zhang Lili shouted excitedly.
"That's great, Wang Tiejun can really hit the defensive end at critical moments!" Sun Zhenping said with an excited smile.
Zhang Lili said with a smile: "The defensive attitude is very important. Tiejun is mainly offensive, and his defense is indeed worse. But as long as he is willing to defend with all his strength, his defensive strength will definitely improve. With luck, he can occasionally explode."
It’s normal.”
The Bulls called timeout again, and this was their last timeout.
At this time, there are only 26.2 seconds left.
Phil Jackson arranged the final attack and gave it to Jordan.
"The Bulls should press until the end before taking action. If they fail to score, they will go into overtime. Then the Suns will only have about three seconds of attack time left. Now the Suns have one timeout, which is very important." Zhang Liang analyzed.
"Director Zhang, it was Jordan who took action, right?" Sun Zhenping asked.
"It's very possible that it's him, but Phil Jackson is very experienced. Maybe he can combine reality with reality. He did it last time, but he was blocked by the Iron Army." Zhang Li said with a smile.
At this time the timeout ends and the Bulls attack.
Sure enough, they were pressing the tempo. After bj advanced to the frontcourt, he handed the ball to Jordan. Jordan wandered uncertainly outside the three-point line. It took until the 20th second before he suddenly launched an attack on the right wing.
First, he swayed from side to side, shaking Danmarley's center of gravity, then stepped forward, and then stopped and shot a jumper.
When the orange basketball flew toward the basket, the eyes of the entire court, the entire Phoenix, and the world were staring at it.
"brush!"
The moment the water splashed, there was a crisp sound of washing baskets and the cheers of two thousand away fans.
"well!"
All those who supported the Suns sighed at this time.
"Kill them!"
After he succeeded, Jordan was extremely excited. He clenched his fists and roared at his teammates. His almost crazy face revealed indescribable determination and murderous intent.
"Congratulations Michael, you have scored 56 points, ranking second in the history of scoring in a single game in the Finals." Bill Walton smiled.
"Alas, I still can't beat him!"
Looking at the god-like Michael Jordan, Barkley sighed in his heart.
There are only 2.7 seconds left, how to fight?
"Don't give up, we still have time."
Wang Tiejun refused to admit defeat and shouted loudly: "There is still hope if you persist, giving up means admitting defeat."
"Yes, we still have time." Kevin Johnson shouted.
At this time the ball was served and the last timeout was called.
"105:103, Jordan scored 56 points alone, so strong!" Zhang Lili sighed.
"This No. 23 is so strong!"
"Why is this American named Jordan so powerful? Even more powerful than Wang Tiejun."
At this moment, in the country, countless people watching this game have these thoughts.
"Who will give the last attack?"
In front of the bench, a confused Paul Westphal forced himself to calm down. He said to everyone: "I want two points, I want to go to overtime, the last attack..."
He looked at Buckley, but then turned back to Wang Tiejun. Only these two were the most suitable, but he couldn't make up his mind.
The timeout ends and the game begins.
At this time, the atmosphere was so tense that it was almost frozen. Many fans were sweating profusely, but their bodies were shaking as if they were shivering.
On the left sideline of the frontcourt, 208-centimeter Tom Chambers is preparing to serve.
He was specially brought in to serve. The others were too short and were afraid of making mistakes in serving, so they took over Danny Ainge's position and played small forward.
Wang Tiejun is in a low position on the left wing, with Perdo behind him.
At the most critical moment, Perdo even used up his strength to feed himself.
Others are running around, looking for opportunities to catch the ball.
Pippen followed Barkley, Jordan followed Dan Malley, and B.J. followed Kevin Johnson. You were chasing after me, and the scene was very chaotic.
At this time, the referee blew the whistle to indicate that it was time to serve.
Tom Chambers took the ball with both hands, moved in small steps to the right, and made continuous passing movements, causing Grant in front of him to wave his hands non-stop.
But he suddenly moved a step to the left, threw with both hands, and the ball flew towards Wang Tiejun.
"Crack!"
The ball fell into Wang Tiejun's big hands.
At this moment, the timer starts.
"Beep!"
The referee's whistle sounded, and it turned out that Perdo had adopted a foul tactic.
"What the hell."
Wang Tiejun cursed, dropped the ball and walked to the free throw line.
"It's over, it's really over now!" Zhang Lili sighed.
Sun Zhenping also looked frustrated and said: "I hope Tiejun can make both free throws."
"Tiejun, don't feel pressure. As a rookie, you are already very strong if you can perform like this in your rookie season."
Zhang Lili shouted loudly, as if Wang Tiejun could hear him.
Standing on the free throw line, Wang Tiejun took deep breaths, shook his arm, took the ball thrown by the referee, and started dribbling.
After dribbling six times, take another deep breath, aim at the basket, and shoot.
"brush!"
The ball went hollow into the basket and the first free throw was made.
"105:104, one point left, we have to make a free throw!" Zhang Lijia shouted loudly.
Everyone on the Suns team was extremely nervous at this moment.
"Old K, you did a good job."
On the court, Barkley and others quickly came over to congratulate him with high-fives.
On the sidelines, Phil Jackson stared at Wang Tiejun. He formulated a foul strategy. If the Suns handed the last attack to Old K, they must foul in time.
"The second free throw, according to the probability, should not be missed, prepare to grab the rebound." Pippen shouted loudly at this time, trying to interfere with Wang Tiejun's rhythm.
"Ha! Probability? I'm just illiterate. I don't understand probability. I just want to make this shot." Lao Wang shouted sternly.
At this time, the referee threw the ball over. Wang Tiejun caught the ball and suddenly winked at Barkley.
Barkley was startled. He was also a very smart man. An idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and he thought of what Old K once did when taking a free throw in the G4 game.
At this time, Wang Tiejun leaned over and prepared to dribble.
His habit has long been studied thoroughly by others. He dribbles the ball six times before taking a free throw, so they are all waiting for him to dribble. Although Grant and Pippen are prepared, their bodies are not completely in a reaction state.
Only one person, Barkley, had his body enter a reaction state, just like the moment before a 100-meter athlete prepares to take off, just waiting to exert his strength.
Bang, Wang Tiejun dribbled the ball once. When everyone thought he would continue dribbling, he suddenly stood up straight and threw the ball in his hand into the basket.
"What?"
"It's over!"
Pippen and others were shocked when they saw it.
"careful!"
Jordan in the midfield position shouted loudly.
"Bang!"
The ball hit the front edge of the basket and rebounded.
"mine!"
At this time, Barkley rushed up like a cheetah, grabbed the ball in the air, landed again, and smashed the ball crazily towards the basket with both hands.
"Bang!"
At the same time as the sound of the basket being smashed, the American West Arena instantly erupted.
"yeah!"
Suns fans went crazy, from the venue to all of Phoenix, to Arizona, and finally across the Pacific.
"well!"
At the same time, there are countless Bulls fans and Jordan fans lamenting.
"Damn it!"
At this moment, Jordan's eyes were about to burst, his fists were about to bleed, the blood in his chest was boiling, and he had the urge to vomit blood.
105:106, the Bulls were one point behind, and he was defeated by Barkley, who had been unable to turn over under him?
He looked at the screen. There was only 0.5 seconds left, but the bull did not pause. His heart suddenly fell to the bottom and his eyes became hot.
The dynasty, three consecutive championships, was far away from him in an instant.
"ah!"
He was extremely unwilling and roared, waving his fists emptyly, and his iron-firm mentality also collapsed at this time.
"Give me one more minute, no, ten seconds, I only need ten seconds!"
Involuntarily, perhaps without even knowing it, he shed tears.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
Barkley was already crazy. He pounced on Wang Tiejun like an animal, and wanted to bite Lao Wang with his big mouth, but Lao Wang pushed him away in disgust.
"Go on and on, I'm exhausted. Do you think I'm a mount?" Lao Wang said with a look of disgust.
"Hahaha……"
Buckley hugged Lao Wang tightly and refused to let go, laughing wildly, but hot tears rolled down his eyes. He laughed for a while, but suddenly started to swallow more, and finally started to cry loudly.
"You bastard, you are so happy and sad, are you going crazy?"
Comrade Lao Wang cursed at this time, but he wanted to find a helper to take over the burden of Barkley, but found that he couldn't find one. Kevin Johnson and the others were also going crazy.
"Is a mere championship that important?"
At this time, he found that he had underestimated the impact of the championship and its significance to Barkley and the others.
"Didi..."
Just when the Suns were going crazy, the referee's whistle sounded continuously and he shouted: "The game is not over yet. If you don't prepare, I will call you a technical foul."
"Sir, they are delaying the game on purpose..." The bewildered Pippen was agitated when he heard this, and immediately climbed up the pole and complained to the referee.
The referee didn't even look at Pippen. If he dared to criticize a skill of the Suns at this time, allowing the Bulls to get a free throw opportunity, then this finals would become a joke.
The game restarts and the Bulls serve from the baseline.
Jordan was running wildly near the midline, with Dan Marley and Kevin Johnson chasing him. At this time, the ball was passed over and he got it. He immediately jumped up and threw himself in the air, and then threw the ball.
The basket fifteen meters away.
"Beep!"
At this time, the timer sounded, and the moment he took the shot, the light on the basket came on.
"Bang! Bang!"
The ball hit the backboard, bounced, hit the basket again, and bounced out of the basket.
"yeah!"
The whole place was boiling, really boiling.
"Bang!"
There was a sound from the ceiling, and countless pieces of colorful ribbons fell down, turning the entire American West Arena into a colorful world.
"Oh, congratulations to the Suns, 105:106, we are the champions!"
"Oh ho ho ho ho, we are the champions! We are the champions..."
Along with the crazy roars of the two on-site commentators, Queen's "We Are the Champions" sounded, resounding throughout the American West Arena.
"Brother, we won, we won, I finally defeated that bastard Michael!"
Barkley was really crazy now. He actually rushed to Jordan, picked him up, and ran around in the crowd excitedly.
"Put me down, you stupid pig! Bastard... You pig, without Lao K, you will never defeat me, put me down quickly..."
Seeing Barkley's big ass twisting and turning in front of his eyes, Jordan was so annoyed that he couldn't help but curse.
"Crack, click, click..." Countless media cameras followed the two of them and kept flashing.
"He's really crazy, poor Charles! Hahaha..."
Under the influence of his teammates and fans, Wang Tiejun also fell into a crazy atmosphere of celebration. He dodged several fat girls and found a few slender beauties to hug him hard several times.
"Molin, haha, dear, congratulate me quickly, I am the championship, haha..."
Barkley, who had gone crazy enough, finally calmed down, finally thought of his wife, and quickly dropped the embarrassed Jordan and ran to the sidelines.
"asshole!"
Jordan, who was thrown to the floor, couldn't get up for a while. He had worked hard all night, and he was really strong if he didn't get cramps. After being tossed like this by Barkley, he was already out of breath.
"Kacha kacha..."
Several reporters rushed to his side and kept pressing the shutter at him.
"Can you please go away?" he shouted angrily.
"Michael, can you tell me how you feel at this moment?"
A reporter was not afraid of the king's roar and actually asked a question that made Jordan furious.
After giving the reporter a hard look, Jordan recovered his breath and turned over to get up.
"Hey, Mr. Jordan, do you need some comfort?"
At this moment, a disgusting voice sounded above his head. He turned around and saw that, sure enough, this damn country bumpkin was showing off in front of him.
"Boy, as of today, I have two championships, two FMVPs, three MVPs, one AMVP, 7 scoring champions, three steal champions, a DPOY, 5 best defensive teams, 7 best teams
, I will soon get a double first team, a lot of hard honors, I got them all as the core of the team, and what do you have? Are you the core of the team? Do you have the right to laugh at me?" He
He gritted his teeth and said coldly.
Lao Wang was startled. It seemed like he was shocked. I just won a championship and I was just an ordinary main player. This guy was already covered in glory.
Looking at Jordan walking towards the players' tunnel, he murmured: "It's a pity that this guy is not an insider, otherwise we can kill him."
On the sidelines, Jerry West and Magic Johnson looked at each other and shrugged. Their guesses were wrong, and it was not Jordan and the Bulls who they were most optimistic about winning.
On the other side, the smile on the Smiling Assassin's face became even brighter. He saw the results he expected to see.
"Congratulations, Jerry."
In the VIP room, the Bulls and Jordan failed to complete the dynasty. David Stern was a little regretful, but there is no doubt that this was a wonderful finals. The ratings have broken historical records. The Suns won the championship based on their strength.
Without the violence and flagrant fouls he hates, he sent a sincere congratulations.
"Thank you, thank you so much!"
Colangelo was already trembling with joy. Years of hard work finally paid off.
This championship is not only the Suns' first championship, but also the entire Phoenix's first professional sports event championship. He is really excited.
Next to him, Bulls owner Jerry Reinsdorf was so bitter that he even forgot to say congratulations.
If the Bulls win three consecutive championships, they will become a dynasty, and the market value of the entire team will definitely skyrocket. But if they lose now, it can be said that the Bulls will be in great trouble.
The most important thing is, will Jordan stay with the Bulls? Will the Bulls directly rebuild? His mind is in chaos.
In the ABC live broadcast booth, Bill Walton said regretfully: "Jordan scored 56 points in a single game, which is the second highest score in a single game in the Finals.
In addition, in the six finals games, he averaged 43.5 points, 7.7 rebounds and 6.2 assists per game, shooting 54% from the field. His performance was unparalleled and he once again made history.
It's a pity that he met the stronger Suns team, and he lost not because of his personal ability, but because of the lineup."
John Hanks also shook his head and said: "What a pity that the dynasty collapsed before it was established! But Michael Jordan is still the most powerful player in the league, there is no doubt about it."
Bill Walton smiled and said: "Congratulations to Barkley, he averaged 28.5 points and 14 rebounds per game. He has the greatest possibility of winning the first FMVP in his career."
John Hanks smiled and said: "The Suns' second best performer was Old K. He made 14 of 16 shots in this game and the shooting rate reached a terrifying 87.5%. Well, I want to criticize the Bulls' management again and your inside construction.
It's really too bad that a rookie can achieve such terrifying efficiency.
In addition, Old K also made 5 of 8 free throws, scoring 33 points, 15 rebounds, 9 assists, 3 steals, 2 blocks, 2 turnovers and 4 fouls, a near-triple-double."
Bill Walton continued: "He made 6 of 6 shots in the final quarter, and sent 2 steals and 5 assists. He once again played a terrifying superstar-like performance in the final quarter. His performance tonight was also unparalleled, even
Not inferior to Jordan and Barkley who scored 37 points.
In addition, after six finals games, he averaged 24.8 points and 12 rebounds per game, which is second only to Barkley."
"But having said that, let's discuss who has the best chance of winning FMVP?" John Hanks said with a smile.
Bill Walton smiled and said: "The data speaks for itself. Barkley has a better chance. But, John, maybe there will be a second Jerry West this time?"
"What?"
John Hanks was stunned.
But when he thought about Jordan's statistics, averaging 43.5 points, 7.7 rebounds and 6.2 assists per game, it was too scary. Giving FMVP to Jordan was not unacceptable, at least he could accept it.
In the CCTV live broadcast, Zhang Lijia shouted excitedly: "Congratulations to the Suns, congratulations to Wang Tiejun, for winning the NBA championship in his rookie season and as a main force. This is not easy."
"Director Zhang, are you going to award the cup and the ring next?" Sun Zhenping asked excitedly.
"Oh no, the rings are only given out in the new season and they haven't been made yet. The player's name should be on it and it cannot be done in advance. In addition, the finals FMVP must be selected first." Zhang Lili said quickly.
"That guide, do you think Tiejun has any hope of getting FMVP?" Sun Zhenping asked quickly.
Zhang Lili pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "It's still difficult. After all, Barkley's data is better. Moreover, the selection was made by reporters. Barkley is one of their own. Tiejun is Chinese and has worse data, so there is a chance