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"I don't want to! I don't want it!" Parker shook his head and refused without even thinking. He was really about to be pissed off by Lin Tian tonight. If he had a choice, what did he care about saving face?
No, absolutely not!
"Then I won't give it to you." Lin Tian chuckled, and then actually stopped shooting!
But how should I put it? Whether Lin Tian shoots or not makes no difference to Parker.

He couldn't defend against it!
Lin Tian accelerated past Parker in one step. This time, he didn't even receive the double-teaming treatment he had before in the free-throw line area. Instead, he charged straight into the heart of the Celtics' defense.

It wasn't that Rivers hadn't made any arrangements, but rather that Artest and Howard, those two clowns, were both distracted at the same time.

Lin Tian had taken too many shots before, and this time he suddenly changed his rhythm. The two brothers couldn't react for a while and could only watch as Lin Tian rushed past the area they were responsible for and rushed to the basket in the blink of an eye.

They were matched up against Duncan and Howard.

"Oh!"

Facing two top defensive stalwarts in the league, Lin Tian acted as if he didn't see them and went straight for them head-on. After a clear collision with Howard in the air, Lin Tian quickly passed the ball to his right hand, away from Duncan.

Switching to his right hand, he no longer needs to worry about Duncan's block; that guy definitely can't reach it.

He only needs to contend with Howard.

Then he stretched his entire arm to the side, and then his upper arm led his forearm, and his forearm led his wrist, and his entire arm swung upwards smoothly.

The basketball immediately slipped from Lin Tian's grasp and flew towards the basket behind Howard and Duncan.

"Shh!"

With a crisp click, Lin Tian scored again! The lead was switched once more!
"My God! That was a skyhook! Not just any hook shot, it was a skyhook!" Barkley exclaimed again, "Incredible shot! When did Lin go to learn from Kareem Abdul-Jabbar? Otherwise, why would this shot look so much like a skyhook?"

"The arm position, the angle of the whole body, and the movement—this shot is indeed extremely similar to Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's 'skyhook'!" Miller exclaimed before turning his attention back to Payton: "Gary, if it were you, how would you defend this shot?"

"With Howard's physique and height, he can only watch the basketball slip through his fingers helplessly. How am I supposed to defend him? How can I defend him? Should I add a pair of springs to my feet that would allow me to jump an extra 50 centimeters, or should I just put a lid on the basketball?"

"Anyway, I can't stop Lin, so don't ask me this kind of question anymore! I won't answer it again! I can't stop Lin, that's my answer forever!"

Having been bullied by these jerks repeatedly, Payton was on the verge of a breakdown, which is why he finally started lashing out.

Unfortunately, which of these guys wasn't a top-notch jerk when they played basketball?
When they saw Payton break down, they didn't feel like they had gone too far or bullied him; instead, they found it hilarious!
We must increase the stake, we must keep increasing it!
"Okay, then we won't ask you that." Barkley, the worst of the bunch, chuckled darkly. "How do you think Lin will feel if he wins the championship this year? Even though he's already won 10."

"Do you think he'll be as happy with this championship as he was when he first beat you to win it, or as happy as he was after building a dynasty with the Pacers?"

“I think Charles’ question is wrong! Gary doesn’t have a championship, you’re exposing his past!” Miller once again transformed into a champion of justice, saying, “So, you should ask me this question! And you shouldn’t just talk about those two championships.”

"Lin has many memorable rings! His first with the Pacers, the one that shattered the Bulls dynasty he built, and the one that avenged the Nuggets' two idiots—isn't that ring important?"

"And that last championship in Indiana, that was a five-peat!"

"But I think Lin will definitely love his first championship with the Knicks. It was the start of a new dynasty, a perfect moment for him to challenge himself and prove himself once again!"

"Oh right, and there's that one from last year. That one would allow Lin to wear all ten of his championship rings on his fingers. Which finger do you think he'll wear the last ring on? I hope it's not his pinky, because that would be too easy to guess! Lin has never been one to predict things."

"I won't listen, I won't listen, you bastards chanting scriptures, I won't listen, I won't listen, you bastards chanting scriptures, I won't listen, you bastards chanting scriptures!" When these three bastards started discussing topics related to the championship again, Payton leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and muttered a curse, wishing the three bastards would go to hell soon.

What a bastard!

On the field, the game between the two sides is still in full swing, with neither side able to pull ahead and the score remaining extremely close!
The confrontation between the two sides escalated to its highest level at this time!
Especially whenever someone from either side misses a shot, several players immediately rush to the basket, hoping to grab a rebound and create another offensive opportunity for their team.

The efficiency on both sides has once again plummeted to rock bottom, with both sides relentlessly battling for position.

The more shots both sides missed, the fiercer the battle became under the basket, the more aggressive their movements, and the more uncontrollable their tempers became!

The referees also chose to remain silent, tacitly acknowledging the extremely high level of physical confrontation between the two sides!

It's the Eastern Conference Finals now; it's up to you players to decide the outcome!
For example, when Lin Tian drove to the basket, he jumped and was slapped on the arm by Howard, but the referee chose to ignore it and did not blow the whistle.

When Howard tried to score under the basket, Lin Tian grabbed him from his arms before he could even shoot, using a move somewhat like a guillotine in the UFC, and snatched the basketball from Howard's hands!
You're saying this wasn't a foul? Lin Tian almost brought Howard down with a scissor kick! But you're saying it was a foul? The referee just didn't call it!

But ultimately, this is a basketball court, not a fighting arena. While referees may turn a blind eye to some actions, there are some actions that must be called!

For example, during one Knicks offensive possession, Anthony aggressively pushed his way into the paint with a combination of elbows and shoves. But Artest was no saint. Feeling the blow to his chest, Artest immediately retaliated with a side elbow, twisting his body and shoving Anthony back into the paint.

After feeling the pain, Anthony immediately wrapped his arms around Artest's shoulders again, and the two of them were completely entangled.

Then, it's unclear who lost their balance first, but the two of them quickly fell heavily to the ground together!
Even when they both fell to the ground, neither of them would admit defeat or let go, and they kept yelling and screaming on the floor.

"Let go of the hell! You want to play basketball forever?!"

Upon hearing Lin Tian's voice, the two men reacted like monkeys startled by an electric shock, quickly releasing their grip and flipping to their feet. They simultaneously confronted Lin Tian, ​​saying, "I didn't touch the head! This bastard did it first!"

"Oh, you're quite in sync?" Lin Tian joked with a smile, but the two of them gave each other a look of utter disgust and said at the same time, "I don't have any chemistry with idiots!"

The three referees rushed to the scene immediately, gave Lin Tian a grateful look, and then immediately made their rulings.

Both sides are equally punished, each receiving a technical foul, and the game continues!

In fact, it can be seen from the scale of these confrontations and the temperaments of both sides that both sides focused their energy on mutual confrontation and fighting in this section.

Neither side wants to suffer a loss right now; if you elbow me, I'll slap you back.

The intense competition between the two sides resulted in a lack of improvement in scoring efficiency.

Both sides' scores increased slowly, but neither side was able to widen the gap.

The game went on until the last 3 minutes, when the situation on the court changed once again!

This change started because of Lin Tian!

In the first nine minutes of this quarter, Lin Tian hardly took any shots. He kept driving to the basket, attacking, and targeting Howard and Duncan, repeatedly shooting under the basket.

Although Lin Tian's attempts to force a layup all ended in failure due to the Celtics' twin towers' strong defensive presence.

But Lin Tian's strategy of constantly attacking the basket after changing his playing style remained resolute!
The TNT guys all guessed that Lin Tian wanted to wear down the two towers and take one of them down.

Unfortunately, with Duncan around, this kind of thing is hard to happen. After Lin Tian managed to draw Howard's fourth foul, Duncan began to actively protect Howard. He repeatedly stood in front of Howard, preventing Lin Tian from directly attacking him.

Although Duncan picked up his third foul, the game was running out of time, and the two of them were becoming safer and there was no longer any possibility of them being fouled out. When there were only 3 minutes left, Lin Tian finally changed his playing style!

"Tony, missed me? Want to do it again?" When Lin Tian dribbled the ball to the frontcourt again and greeted Parker with a smile, Parker didn't want to talk to him anymore. Parker was exhausted and didn't even want to swear. What a waste of energy!

But Lin Tian didn't care whether he was tired or not. He used the simplest crossover and drove straight into the three-point line before pulling up and shooting!

"Shh!"

With another crisp sound, Lin Tian scored another long-range 2-pointer after half a quarter!
This basket put the Knicks back in the lead!

79: 80!

The Knicks took a one-point lead with 2 minutes and 45 seconds remaining.

Then, less than 30 seconds later, when the Celtics missed an attack, Lin Tian once again did the same thing, from the same position, in the same way, and pulled up for a shot again.

"Shh!"

79: 82!

Lin Tian scored two goals in a row!

At this point, the TNT commentators finally understood why Lin Tian had fought that way.

Inertia of thought!
He's cultivating a mindset of inertia among the Celtics players!
Just like how his sudden drive to the basket after a series of shots would catch the Celtics off guard, now that he's suddenly not driving to the basket, he'll catch the Celtics off guard again, leaving them only able to watch him shoot.

Logically speaking, at this point in the game, the Celtics should have called a timeout after being down two points in a row.

Rivers once again chose not to call a timeout!
"Stabilize the offense! Attack the basket! Pass to Tim! Let Tim handle it! On the defense, continue with the current defense!"

Not only did he not call a timeout, but he also didn't change his strategy! He still didn't change his defense!
He's going to gamble tonight, he's betting that Lin Tian won't score any of his remaining goals!

But how to say it?

Before Lin Tian could score, Duncan missed his first shot. His strong drive to the basket failed, and the rebound was grabbed by Okur!
Ten seconds later, Lin Tian arrived at the top of the arc once again, and once again faced Parker, whose face was full of rejection.

This time, Lin Tian was too lazy to talk trash anymore. He simply gestured towards the open space behind Parker, winked, and then accelerated past Parker once again. He stopped abruptly and launched his attack!
"Shh!"

79: 84!

The Knicks are up by 5 points!

The game was over in the blink of an eye, with only 1 minute and 46 seconds left!

In the past minute, Lin Tian single-handedly made three mid-range jump shots, forcing a timeout and widening the gap to five points!
This is the Knicks' biggest lead tonight! Considering both teams' abilities and finishing ability, this 5-point advantage, coupled with Lin Tian's incredible performance, means the scales of victory are tipping wildly in the Knicks' favor!
"Double Lin!" On the Celtics' bench, Rivers finally gave in. He suppressed his resentment, bit his lip, and said the words to double-team Lin Tian.

Although nobody knows who this guy is angry with or what he's so resentful about.

But at least Parker is finally free!
Finally, she didn't have to face Lin Tian alone anymore; finally, someone could help her immediately and keep an eye on Lin Tian!
"What they're going to do next, um... well, how should I put it?" Old Nelson looked at the tactical board in his hand, lost in a rare moment of contemplation and hesitation.

"Coach, if your stomach hurts, go to the toilet first. We're fine here. You're not needed!" Just as Old Nelson was thinking about what to choose, Lin Tian suddenly opened his mouth and started talking nonsense, which made Old Nelson so angry that he wanted to punch him.

What a bastard!

I'm here thinking about how the Celtics will play next, and you're concerned about whether I need to take a dump?

However, it sounds cool to call a timeout to go to the bathroom, but there's not enough time. With my current physical condition, I'd probably have to call three times to make a round trip.

Well, pushing a wheelchair should be considered separately. Pushing a wheelchair would definitely allow you to run faster, but where can you find a wheelchair?

Pierce was able to find a wheelchair to take him to the toilet before. As a champion coach, it shouldn't be difficult for him to find a wheelchair to go to the toilet! He can just borrow one from the security personnel. I just don't know how efficient they are, or whether it feels like there's a lightning speed when they push him around.

Wait, what the hell am I thinking here?

Old Nelson was completely dumbfounded! Lin Tian was talking nonsense and having wild thoughts, and they really were a great master and apprentice!
Old Nelson shook his head heavily again, quickly banishing these wild thoughts from his mind. After thinking for a while, he finally said, "Sometimes, it's really hard to guess the tactical arrangements of these lousy head coaches."

"Because you can't communicate with them using normal human thinking, nor can you guess their next choice using normal human thought."

"Fighting idiots is more troublesome than competing with geniuses! Screw it! I don't care how they fight!"

After saying that, Old Nelson looked directly at Lin Tian and said, "Alright, you guys go up there and play by feel! I believe you'll make the right choice!"

"That's it? You set up a pause, and this is all you did?" Lin Tian was dumbfounded! Could this old man really have Alzheimer's disease? Could this old man have just forgotten what tactics he was supposed to set up and then couldn't remember them in the end?

So this old man just says, "You guys figure it out," to cover up the fact that he forgot to come up with any tactics!

So dirty! This old man is incredibly filthy.

"For the rest of the game," Old Nelson said, unaware that Lin Tian was also lost in his own thoughts, mostly criticizing himself. Taking advantage of the timeout before the players had gone far, he said, "Be yourself! Play the basketball you're good at, and we'll win!"

This bunch of nonsense, along with the final encouragement, made Lin Tian understand one thing.

The old man really didn't prepare any tactics; he really intended for us guys to just tough it out!
Then let's fight it out! What else can we possibly lose?

If Old Nelson knew what Lin Tian was thinking right now, he would definitely feel very wronged.

It's not that I didn't prepare tactics, it's just that Rivers' side is really unpredictable!
I can't guess, I have absolutely no idea how he'll play next.

This guy's brain is completely unrecognizable; his thought process is totally different from that of ordinary humans.

Even Rivers's strategy of not double-teaming Lin Tian at all and letting him shoot throughout the game made Don Nelson doubt himself.

Is Firth an idiot or a true warrior here? Is he really just letting Lin Tian shoot so easily? Hasn't he seen Lin Tian's previous games?
Is this the gambling mentality of the younger generation of coaches?

Anyway, he really couldn't guess what Rivers was thinking.

Since we can't guess, let's not bother guessing. Lin Tian, ​​you can decide what to do!

I can't see through Rivers, but I can see through you, Lin Tian!

I believe you can make the right choice! (End of Chapter)