activa-t Chapter 682 The Rebellion in Phoenix City
Chapter 682 The Rebellion in Phoenix City
Chapter 682 The Rebellion in Phoenix City
The Sun launched a fast break again.
O'Neal kept up with the rhythm this time. He didn't have time to run back just now, and now he has the advantage of location. He took a big step, three steps and two steps, and became a sun force reaching the basket!
Oden's speed was very fast, but he and O'Neal fell behind by the whole half, and it was impossible to catch up.
On the side of the Memphis Grizzlies, the fastest Hei Bei sprinted all the way, and finally caught up with Ao Pang, but with his height, weight and strength, this bit of harassment is completely belonged to the big tree...
Nash raised his hand and made a long pass.
Even though there are a thousand reasons not to like O'Neal, but he is a professional player, not everything can be willful
If he doesn't pass such a big and small opportunity, it won't be Nash.
The pass was clever, and the height was just right for O'Neal to get it easily, but Beverly couldn't reach it no matter how he jumped.
So, O'Neill jumped high and grabbed the basketball in the air——
Dunk with both hands!
Returned a late "Answer Ball"!
O'Neal was very excited, he pulled the basket and did a 300-pound pull-up.
The basket swayed and groaned in pain, nearly knocking the timer off.
O'Neal didn't care, the rim he pulled could make a tree.
Where is this?
He took the overlord step that his relatives did not recognize, walked to the bottom line, and showed off his biceps thicker than his neck to the camera.
The prudish blacks have their own styles, and the funny blacks are all the same——
Like a happy beast.
Or fat.
In their world, there are too many things to be happy about, and they can quickly forget the sadness of the previous second...
O'Neal dunked successfully, and the Suns players who had been flying out like sharp arrows a second before stopped, and retreated to their own half like an ebb tide.
Only this narcissistic fat man was left alone as a bodybuilder, and no one even came up to give him a five!
O'Neal's popularity in the Suns is really bad.
This is because in a team's internal closed training not long ago, O'Neal had a conflict with the veteran Gordon Girisek, who was poached from the Jazz by the team on the trade deadline.
At first, no one took it seriously.
O'Neill is a talker, he is always talking about it, and he can't tell whether he is really angry or telling jokes.
But later, O'Neill, a guy who didn't know the severity of the trouble, showed his strength to enter WEE in the future, rushed up and choked Girisek.
Facing Opang, a defender, he was still a white Croatian.
His end was almost predictable:
It didn't take long after O'Neill locked Kirisek, and the latter suffocated and passed out.
The sun blocked the news from the outside world.
However, the Croatian who was rescued after that completely lost his confidence in continuing to stay in the NBA, and his state plummeted.
In fact, as soon as the season is over, he will announce his retirement and return home.
O'Neill's atrocities discredited him.
Now the best teammate that all NBA players envy, both openly and secretly, is——
Zhao Ke!
O'Neill happens to be a negative tutorial.
Everyone has not forgotten the fact that he fled in the face of Zhao Ke and ran into the player tunnel...
There is no harm without comparison.
Do you protect your weaknesses like Zhao Ke, when your teammates are hurt, you stand up and hit the opposite guy's Xie Te?
What kind of a hero is he who hits his teammates!
Therefore, after this season, I have "taken a break" for more than 30 games, but now I have played less than [-] regular season games.
O'Neal has never been integrated into the team.
Except that Nash was prejudiced against him, and Nash's good friend Stoudemire was hostile to him, and several others stood in line to stand opposite O'Neal.
A guy in the den, who got kicked in the head by Barkley, will stand behind him?
Back to reality.
O'Neal was busy making POSS, and Conley took advantage of this opportunity to launch a fast break, five on four, who doesn't like it?
Although Carlisle once explained that he had to play slowly.
But the so-called military orders abroad are not accepted.
Opportunities like this are rare!
Conley advanced quickly, and his teammates also quickly settled down. Only then did O'Neill react, throwing his arms and running with his head sullen.
However, as a giant weighing more than 300 kilograms.
Even if he was running, he was like Alphonse who was trapped in the armor in "Fullmetal Alchemist". No matter how anxious the soul was, he just couldn't run fast!
There is only Stoudemire under the basket, and the scene of the previous round reappeared.
Conley flipped his wrist.
The basketball once again accurately appeared in Oden's hands. This time there was no alley-oop, because Stoudemire had suffered a fall just now, and this time he knew that he had filled up his position in advance.
O'Neal can't carry it, how about Stoudemire?
Oden pouted his buttocks, and Stoudemire suffered severe pain in his lower abdomen. He couldn't help but bowed his waist and took a step back.
The enemy retreats and we advance, and Auden takes advantage of the victory to pursue.
If you push again, Stoudemire will retreat again.
The distance was enough, Oden turned around, separated Stoudemire with his right hand, jumped hard, and smashed the ball into the basket with his left hand through Stoudemire!
A slam dunk without roaring, staring, or beating his chest...
When I went to the clothes, I learned the name and the name.
Oden had already walked away quietly, and O'Neill ran back panting with a gust of wind, it was too late...
Stoudemire glanced at him in disgust, and complained in a low voice:
"Idiot, slow as a turtle!"
Who knows, O'Neill's ears are very sharp.
He often eavesdropped on the whispers of the beautiful fans sitting in the first row, so how could he not listen to Stoudemire's non-encrypted channel?
O'Neill was furious.
MMP, I didn't say that your defense is as bad as Shett's, why are you still in a good mood?
Suddenly turned around and pushed Stoudemire.
growled:
"Fack squid, what the hell are you farting!"
Stoudemire was caught off guard, lost his center of gravity, and sat down on the ground.
He never expected that O'Neill would do it directly on the court.
This is the home field!
Whenever the so-called "little overlord" suffered a loss and jumped up, he had to give Ao Pang some color.
Nash and Barbosa, who ran to the bottom line and prepared to perform a fast serve, were taken aback. They seemed to see another Girisek who was about to faint...
Two people rushed up, each hugged O'Neill with one arm.
Isn't this a slant?
At any rate, go to someone and separate Stoudemire!
Uncontrolled Stoudemire rushed up and threw a left uppercut to O'Neill's face, causing nosebleeds to protrude...
O'Neill instantly went berserk!
What the hell!
This group of bitches raised by Daoge teamed up to bully labor and management?
The veins on the neck burst out, and they began to break free from the restraints. Nash and Barbossa were like two-leaf boats that were tottering in the violent wind and waves...
Seeing that the bloodthirsty big shark is about to be released!
The belated referee showed up, and the three referees swarmed up. With the combined efforts of the five, they finally locked O'Neal.
And Xiao Si, who succeeded in one blow, has long since fled...
(End of this chapter)