In the TNT live broadcast, Barkley said with some emotion: "Michael is really working hard in this finals. His style of play that is completely focused on breakthroughs is depleting his physical potential. But unfortunately, he still let the old
K got match point.”
Kenny Smith said: "Michael Jordan mainly focused on breakthrough play in the early stage, and in the mid-to-late period, he mainly played post-up singles from the outside and focused on mid-range shots. In this finals, he really worked hard and went to the extreme level.
But it's a pity that Old K is too powerful. When Jordan and O'Neal performed better, Old K became stronger and stronger as they fought, becoming more invincible."
Bill Walton held up a statistics table and read: "62 points in a single game, the first in the history of the Finals. Old K's scoring ability is unprecedented. And the 70% shooting rate is an extremely terrifying efficiency.
The same is unprecedented in ancient and modern times.
So far, in the five finals games, he has scored 42 points, 35 points, 38 points, 39 points and 62 points tonight, averaging 43.2 points per game.
Michael Jordan scored 40 points, 31 points, 40 points, 32 points and 45 points tonight in five games, averaging 37.6 points per game.
O'Neal scored 29 points, 28 points, 28 points, 26 points and 36 points tonight in five games, averaging 29.4 points per game.
As the Lakers' outside core, Richmond's performance in the five Finals games was much worse than the three, averaging only 15.5 points per game in the five games.
Old K and The Rock jointly contributed 58.7 points per game, and Jordan and O'Neal jointly contributed 67 points. The combined efficiency of the two internal and external combinations was actually about the same. Old K's efficiency was better than Jordan's, but O'Neal was higher than Richmond.
But the Lakers won the match point in the finals. The reasons for this are, firstly, that Old K is more versatile and contributes to the team from rebounding, defense, assists and other aspects, and secondly, the Lakers' rotation is stronger."
Barkley took the data sheet over, looked at it, and said with a shocked expression: "Both K and Michael's performances were disappointing. They are both in the same class. They are both people who created an era. O'Neal
It's a bit lower than him. He's not on the same level as Old K and Michael.
As for the Rock, I'm sorry, it was his first time playing in the Finals, and his performance was not as good as O'Neal, who was also playing in the Finals for the first time. He is no longer the outside core for the Lakers, and he is not an outsider in terms of statistics or tactical status.
Core, the Lakers are single-core."
Kenny Smith nodded in agreement and said: "Old K averaged 46.6 points per game in the finals last year. This year it was lower. If he hadn't scored 62 points tonight, it would have been much lower. In the first four games, he averaged 38.5 points per game, which is about the same as Michael Jordan.
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This means that in the previous four games, the Knicks defended him well and O'Neal performed well. Unfortunately, the Knicks lasted for three quarters tonight, but O'Neal was defeated by Old K in the last quarter.
Otherwise, if O'Neal performs better and his will is firmer, it's hard to say who will win tonight."
Bill Walton raised a question at this time. He said: "Boy, if Old K leads the Lakers to win the championship this time, do you think the league will consider abolishing illegal defense and introducing zone defense rules?"
Buckley and Kenny Smith looked at each other and nodded in unison.
Kenny Smith said: "The league introduced K-Law mainly to limit his damage to other players, and this has indeed achieved its purpose. After K-Law was introduced, very few people have had their ribs broken by him.
But the K Law still has very little restriction on his strength. His existence does still have a destructive effect on the balance of the alliance, and I think the alliance will consider it."
Barkley also nodded and said: "Before the introduction of Rule K, there were voices in the league to introduce zone defense rules. Now that K has scored 62 points in a single game, this voice is likely to appear again."
At the scene, Lao Wang, who was exhausted to death, was surrounded by reporters.
"Old K, you scored 62 points in the finals, what do you want to say the most?" shouted the reporter with the loudest voice.
"Me, 62 points?" Lao Wang was surprised.
"Yes, that's 62 points. You are now the highest individual scorer in a single game in the league's history finals." The reporter also said excitedly.
"Ha ha……"
Lao Wang laughed, and after a moment of pride he said: "What I want to say most right now is that I am lucky to have won today. Otherwise, if I had scored 62 points in the finals but lost the game, I would have killed myself."
"Ha ha……"
Some domestic reporters laughed.
Reporters who didn't understand were confused.
"Old K, will the finals end in G6?" a reporter from Los Angeles asked excitedly.
"It's possible. I don't want to play tiebreaker with the Knicks. It's a bit dangerous." Lao Wang said with a smile.
"Old K, when you talk about danger, do you think the Knicks can still threaten the Lakers?" a reporter asked.
Lao Wang nodded and said: "Of course, it was very difficult for us to win today. Jordan and O'Neal are very strong together, very strong."
"Old K, you defeated O'Neal on both offense and defense in the final quarter. Where do you think O'Neal is weak?" a reporter asked.
Lao Wang thought for a while and said seriously: "Willpower, he needs a stronger desire to win. In fact, his strength is really strong, and many times I can't stop him from scoring. By the way, he tonight
How many points did you get?"
"36 points." A domestic reporter said loudly.
"Look, he actually scored 36 points on me. No center has ever scored so many points on me, and his efficiency was very high tonight, even higher than mine at one point. So today
It will be very difficult for us to win tonight, we cannot be careless, and we must fight with all our strength in the G6 game." Lao Wang said.
After seeing off his family and friends, Lao Wang returned to the dressing room, went into the bathroom, showered his body, and soaked in the medicine bucket.
"It's so tiring to score 62 points in a game! Gao Bin, the donkeys in our previous production team worked from morning to night, and they probably haven't been as tired as me." He said with emotion as he leaned against the wall of the barrel.
"Haha..." Gao Bin laughed and fell beside the bucket.
"Old K, if you hadn't exploded, they would have won tonight."
"They teamed up to score 81 points. I can't beat them both by myself. Can I do it without you?"
"Shaquille O'Neal and Jordan really played like crazy tonight. Their shots accounted for 70% of the Knicks' shots. I just saw the two of them taking shots."
"Tonight O'Neal and Jordan seemed to have made an appointment. O'Neal was more efficient than Old K in the first half, and Jordan broke out again in the second half. It is not easy for us to win today!"
The Lakers players who were taking a shower started shouting.
Chris Mullin also soaked in the medicine bucket and said excitedly: "Old K, you almost made O'Neal cry in the last quarter, haha!"
Others also laughed one after another.
Kobe Bryant shouted: "That shark relied on Jordan to feed him cakes in the first half. He was able to hold on, but then shriveled up in the second half."
"Haha..." Everyone laughed again.
The home team's locker room was like a coffin. No one spoke or even moved. They all sat there like dead people.
Jordan's face was as gloomy as ice, and he leaned against the closet with his eyes closed, as if sleeping.
But everyone knows that it is impossible for Jordan to sleep in the locker room at this time, and if he is asked to swallow a lot of sleeping pills at this time, it is impossible for him to sleep.
Just like in the Bulls, Jordan didn't speak, and no one dared to speak in the locker room. Even Oakley only gently removed the bandages from the side.
O'Neal was looking at the closet across from him with blank eyes, but there was no focus at all. His sight penetrated Madison Square Garden and was roaming the universe.
Other role players and marginalized people looked at each other, but no one dared to speak, move, or even take a shower.
Phil Jackson was leaning against the wall next to his clothes, with his arms folded across his chest, and his slightly dazed gaze facing the opposite ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.
Jordan lost one, two, and three times against Old K. He also lost half of the fourth Finals match. He was the same. He had no victory against Old K. The pressure in his heart was endless.
At this time, on the court, the media were interviewing some of the stars present.
"Allen, what do you think is the difference between O'Neal and Old K? Are they the same level of stars?" some media asked.
Iverson thought for a while and said cautiously: "I think O'Neal is the old K in the first three quarters. He may not be as versatile as the old K, but he is really strong in the first three quarters, strong enough to rival the old K.
In the first three quarters, as long as the Sharks got the ball in the low post, it would be difficult even for Old K to stop him from scoring.
But entering the final quarter, the Shark's physical fitness and condition declined, but Old K was still able to perform as he did in the first three quarters, and even had strong physical fitness to explode at critical moments..."
Speaking of this, he said with a shocked look on his face: "This is a terrible thing. All the main players will decline in form in the final quarter, but it seems that old K will not. I am afraid only God knows how strong his physical fitness is."
"So are you looking forward to cooperating with one of them?" the reporter asked.
"certainly."
Iverson nodded excitedly and said, "I'm good at breakthroughs. I think I'm a perfect match for them."
"Do you think the Knicks still have a chance to come back in this finals?" the reporter asked again.
"this……"
Iverson shook his head and said: "I don't know, I can't say, but old K is very powerful, super powerful, unprecedentedly powerful.
However, Michael Jordan and O'Neal are equally powerful together and have the ability to defeat any opponent. Between them, anything can happen."
"I think they will reach the tiebreaker. The Knicks are definitely not weaker than the Lakers, but before that, the Knicks should let O'Neal regain confidence in defeating the old K, otherwise nothing will happen."
Not far away, facing media interviews, Larry Bird said to reporters.
"Larry, how would you rate K's performance tonight?" a reporter asked.
Larry Bird was full of admiration and said: "Indescribable dominance, especially in the final quarter, he played a performance that you can't understand. You can only express your admiration for his strength. If you are his opponent, then surrender."
will be the only thing you can do.
You have to know that he is facing the Knicks, the giant beast of O'Neal. Who is O'Neal? He is another giant beast, a monster with enough talent to rank among the top three in league history, but he was defeated by Old K in the final quarter.
Crushed.
When I saw Old K beating O'Neal under the basket, my jaw dropped to the floor. Of course, I picked it up and put it back on, haha!"
"We still have a chance."
At this time, in the coffin-like home team locker room, a deep voice suddenly sounded, very hoarse, like after a bad cold.
Then, the voice became high-pitched and shouted sharply: "I can accept failure, but I will never give up! Never!"
"Michael?"
O'Neal, whose mind was roaming the universe, was awakened and looked at Jordan in astonishment. It's already this time, why don't you admit defeat?
He thought about being beaten by Old K under the basket in the last quarter, and thinking about being blasted by Old K for 62 points on his head, he had no fighting spirit and just wanted to make this finals end quickly.
Those 12 minutes in the final quarter tonight were a nightmare that he didn't want to be touched again.
"Michael, you are right. We have no reason to give up hope. Let me help you."
But at this time, Oakley made his attitude clear, and used this attitude to prove why he has been the leader of the Knicks locker room for so many years.
"Michael, let's work together."
Phil Jackson left the wall behind, lowered his arms, clenched his fists, and said firmly to Jordan.
Jordan raised his chin, and his eyes regained their energy. They were frighteningly bright, like a pair of small light bulbs. His firm willpower pressed on everyone's hearts through his eyes, making their minds begin to condense and giving them a backbone, the Knicks.
Just when his morale was about to collapse, it stopped its collapse.
"Shaq, are you giving up?"
He suddenly turned around and stared at O'Neal. His eyes were so oppressive and seemed to be radiating light, which made O'Neal's heart beat wildly.
"I?"
O'Neill was speechless.
"He called you Xiaoyugan and Xiaosardine. He said that this era only belongs to him. Do you agree?" Jordan stared at O'Neal and continued.
"Hoo ho..."
O'Neal's breathing suddenly became heavy, as if an invisible boulder was suddenly pressed on his chest, forcing him to open his mouth to breathe.
"I will not be reconciled. Even if my time has passed and I am old, I will not be reconciled. I will use all my strength to stop him. Even if I fail, I will admit it. And you, you have just entered your prime, and now
Are you willing to be a loser?" Jordan's voice continued.
O'Neal kept recalling the scene of being crushed in the final quarter in his mind, and kept asking himself: "So what if I don't give in? Can I stop him? Am I his opponent?"
When Jordan saw O'Neal like this, he suddenly became furious, stood up suddenly, stood in front of O'Neal, looked down at him, and shouted filial piety: "Trash! You are the real coward! Softie! Don't you even have the courage to duel with Old K?
None? Don’t you even have the courage to face failure?
I regret coming here. All the Bulls insiders have more courage than you. Even if they have their bones broken by Old K, they will stand in front of Old K again, and what about you?"
With a snap, O'Neal stood up.
He stared at Jordan angrily, panting like an ox, blood boiling in his chest, and his whole fat face turned red as if he was about to bleed.
Jordan was touched by O'Neal, leaned back, and actually sat on the floor.
He played too fiercely today, made too many breakthroughs, and consumed a lot of physical energy. It should be the biggest game of his career, and he can no longer stand.
But he was happy. O'Neal still knew how to be angry and angry. He knew that the shark could still be saved and that the Knicks still had hope.
…
When Wang Tiejun woke up, he opened his eyes and saw that it was almost eleven o'clock.
The soreness from last night's game is still there, which means his body is still in a state of fatigue.
Yu Feihong had come here twice with Dabao in the morning, but Lao Wang didn't get up and she didn't bother him. Now that he came here for the third time, he finally heard something moving inside and hurriedly knocked on the door.
"Dad, you're a lazy idiot."
As soon as Lao Wang opened the door, Dabao shouted when he saw him. He leaned down and pinched his son's chubby face, teasingly: "Dabao, have you eaten chicken drumsticks this morning?"
"Eat one."
Dabao opened his father's magic hand and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't pinch my face, sister Sissi said, saying that my face is swollen and looks like a small basin."
"Ha ha……"
Lao Wang and his wife were amused by their son's words.
"It's almost lunch time, do you still have breakfast?" Yu Feihong asked after smiling.
"Forget it, I'll ask Gao Bin to come over and give me a massage." Lao Wang shook his head.
"Top this one first."
Yu Feihong handed over a sandwich he had brought over.
Lao Wang took it and ate it while calling Gao Bin and asking him to come over.
"I read today's news. Many media are saying that the league may cancel illegal defense and allow zone defense. Does this have a big impact on you?" Yu Feihong asked.
Lao Wang said: "The main impact is that you can double-team me in advance and prevent me from catching the ball, thus limiting my offense."
"So it has a big impact?" Yu Feihong said in surprise.
Lao Wang chuckled and said, "Maybe, you won't know until you fight."
"Aren't you worried?"
"Is there any use in worrying?"
At this time, Yu Feihong said again: "By the way, there is another theory put forward by Pat Lailey, saying that the league should consider expanding the three-second zone again?"
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"What?"
Lao Wang, who had no reaction to the zone defense just now, was surprised.
"Does this affect you more?"
"It will make me farther away from the basket, thus reducing my shooting percentage of nearly two-point attacks. In addition, the distance to attack the basket will be further, which also increases the difficulty for me to attack the basket."
Lao Wang explained and then said: "However, once these rules are actually implemented, I will not be the only one who is restricted. Inside players will be restricted, and O'Neal is no exception. It is difficult to say what effect it will have on the league in the end. The league
To introduce these rules, the attitude should be very cautious."
At this time Gao Bin came over and started giving him a medicated oil massage.
Dabao took Yu Feihong and left. He was going to the martial arts gym and was leaving New York today. He wanted to say goodbye to his big friend, Sister Sissi.
Lao Wang feels that he should open a kindergarten in Los Angeles. Dabao has no playmates at home, but he often takes him to the branch library in Los Angeles, but there are not many children there who are patient and willing to play with a little kid like him.
After having lunch at the hotel, the Lakers left New York and boarded a special plane back to Los Angeles.
