At this time, the voice of the on-site commentator rang over the arena: "This is the voice of the people of Dallas. They hate this Chinese. Maybe the league can consider closing the Mavericks' home court, but in that case, who will make up for the league's ticket losses?"
?The top brass of the league? But don’t forget, you are just workers, not the bosses of this league.”
His tone was full of sarcasm, because he knew very well that it was impossible for the league to close its home court. Ladas was a big football market and brought huge ticket revenue to the league every year. No team owner would allow the official to do that.
Dry.
This game was broadcast live across the United States by TNT, and the commentators were Letem and Dort, who had commented on the Suns' game last time.
At this time, Dort said: "I heard the voice from the people of Dallas. The league should listen to this voice. A violent person who has committed many violent acts in a row and even went to jail for a year should receive such treatment. The league should not
He should be supported."
"Perhaps, I heard that Mr. Stern is exploring the Chinese market, and he is considering the Chinese market?" Lighten said with a teasing tone.
Dot laughed and said with a smile: "China? A country that is so poor that it has no market. What market do they have? Do they have electricity there? Do they have TV?"
"Haha..." The two said this and laughed.
Like the two men, most of the countless Americans watching the game laughed.
They all think what they said makes sense. Does China have electricity? Does it have TV? China has a shitty basketball market.
The game begins.
Wang Tiejun and rookie center Sean Lukes jumped the ball. He jumped with all his strength and took the lead to bat the ball away, and the Suns attacked.
Entering the frontcourt, he came to the left wing and positioned low to get the ball.
Sean Lukes didn't have enough strength to hold him up, but his position was very stable. Knight didn't hesitate and passed the ball immediately.
"Bang!"
After receiving the ball and sticking to Lukes behind him, while dribbling, he was completely close to the ball for the first time, shaking the opponent's center of gravity.
Then, the second beating followed.
This time, he will rely on his full strength. He will solve Sean Lukes in one go and completely clear the obstacles to the basket.
"Bang!"
Just when Sean Lukes had just stabilized his center of gravity, he hit his upper body for the second time. Amidst the heavy impact, he groaned, and his upper body suddenly leaned back. He was knocked down instantly by the huge force, and there was a bang.
Fell to the floor.
Wang Tiejun, on the other hand, turned around and stepped into the paint area, holding the ball behind his head with both hands, his body rose up, and his whole body was pulled into a reverse arch shape in the air.
"Damn it!"
Mavericks power forward Doug Smith, who is on the weak side, returns to defend the basket. He only weighs 100 kilograms. Facing such a fierce behemoth attacking the basket, how can he dare to go up? He will be directly knocked away.
He definitely didn't want to risk his career just for one defense, so he quickly ducked back toward the baseline and ran away.
"Bang!"
Amidst the heavy slamming of the basket, the basket suddenly sank, scaring him so much that he thought it was about to collapse.
"What the hell!"
Wang Tiejun sighed secretly, his strength and explosive power were still a bit lacking.
But once is not enough, then try twice. Sooner or later, you have to break the Mavericks basket to see how tough it is.
Looking back, the Mavericks missed a mid-range shot and went to the Suns' frontcourt again. He made a comeback and hit Sean Lukes with his back again.
"Double-team him!"
Mavericks head coach Adu shouted sharply.
"Bang!"
At this time, he had completed his first beating.
But the next moment, the second blow didn't come one after another, and he actually turned down and slipped to the bottom.
Sean Lukes was shocked. He didn't expect it at all, so he couldn't react in time.
"Oops!"
Doug Smith and Wang Tiejun, who came to double-team, passed by each other and failed to catch him. He also did not expect that his opponent would slip away.
As opponents who had played against each other before, they also suffered heavy losses at the hands of Wang Tiejun, so they specially studied his shooting habits.
They thought that although his low post play was brutal and violent, it was very dull with only a few changes.
Either he will keep hitting the basket and then dunk, or if there is no attack time and cannot reach the basket, he will pass the ball out, or he will hit the basket once or twice and then make a hook, but he just didn't expect him to do it.
After the first hit, slide to the bottom.
Not only them, but everyone did not expect it, because Wang Tiejun never slipped after the first back hit in the low post. This was the first time.
From the sideline of the paint area to the center of the basket, it was only three meters. Wang Tiejun turned around and stepped into the paint area, grabbed the ball in his left hand, took a small step, then flew up, put his hands on the ball behind his head, and completely stretched his body.
Open into a reverse arch shape, and the next moment...
"Bang!"
The next moment, under Wang Tiejun's crazy attack on the basket, the entire basket suddenly sank, and then the transparent tempered glass instantly turned white and exploded into countless small particles.
"oh!"
Even when Wang Tiejun was attacking with the ball, there was no stopping the abuse. At this moment, it could no longer be heard. The nearly 20,000 fans uniformly erupted into huge exclamations, and then turned into dead silence.
"..."
In the live commentary booth of the regional broadcaster, the two commentators finally closed their mouths, no, they opened their mouths so wide that they could not close their mouths, enough to fit a giant hamburger inside.
"..."
Similarly, in the TNT live broadcast booth, Dortmund and Letem also had their mouths wide open, and their jaws were almost dislocated. They never thought that tonight's game would see such an opening.
"..."
Across the United States, countless Americans watched this game with their mouths open.
"yeah!"
The Suns' bench was in an uproar. Everyone rushed up from their seats, raised their fists and shouted towards the court.
"Old K, just do this to them!"
On the court, Barkley and the others rushed towards Wang Tiejun.
"Get down here!"
Wang Tiejun, who was still hanging on the basket, roared angrily and pulled hard with both hands.
"collapse!"
The already loose rim broke with a bang and was torn off the rim by him.
"oh!"
The scene erupted into loud exclamations again.
"Shh!"
Then, the Mavericks fans reacted and gave Wang Tiejun the loudest boos. Their lungs were about to vomit, but they still booed and cursed hard.
"Hoo ho ho..."
Two consecutive instant bursts of all-out energy brought about a huge consumption of physical energy. It felt like exerting too much force. Wang Tiejun fell to the ground and took several deep breaths in succession to replenish his blood oxygen concentration.
"Ouch!"
He glanced coldly at the more than 20,000 Mavericks fans, then suddenly raised the basket in his hand angrily and roared with animality.
"Shh!"
This angered the fans even more, and even more intense boos broke out.
"It's a pity that my strength is too weak now. I can't knock down this damn basket by myself."
Wang Tiejun sighed inwardly, glanced at the basket, then ignored the five dumbfounded Mavericks players, and started celebrating with Barkley and others.
At this time, the referee came over and gave him a technical foul. This was a punishment for him deliberately tearing off the basket and provoking the fans. After all, this was the Mavericks' home court, and he was just a yellow-skinned rookie.
The players leave the field and the game enters a timeout.
Wang Tiejun grabbed his trophy and walked to the bench under the protection of Barkley and others. Last time Philadelphia was robbed of a basket, this time he would not return the basket.
All the Mavericks players looked at each other, but Wang Tiejun had now become a representative of violent elements under the exaggeration of the media. There was also the villain Barkley next to him. They did not dare to come up to ask for it and could only watch him walk back to the Suns bench.