NBA: Start by torturing Jordan and add points to upgrade

The fourth game of the finals arrived as scheduled.

This final is completely different from the previous finals in one respect!
That is, when the visiting Celtics player walked into the arena, he didn't receive much attention, and the fans barely even acknowledged him.

Even Duncan, who was regarded by the entire San Antonio community as a traitor, a coward, a double agent, and a runaway coward, had few people booing him.

This is certainly not because Spurs fans have let go of the past, nor is it because they are peaceful and loving and do not boo visiting fans.

This rather unusual behavior was, of course, caused by one person.

"Lin, you're absolutely terrible!"

"Your commentary skills are not as good as my grandma's!"

"My two-year-old son, even with a pacifier on, can explain it better than you!"

"My grandfather has no teeth left, and he even got Alzheimer's seven years ago, but his commentary skills are 10 times better than yours!"

"You are not welcome in San Antonio!"

"Get out of here! Get out of the arena!"

"You owe San Antonio a championship!"

……

The fans' boos were directed at Lin Tian.

As for why he was booed so badly?
Look at what this guy said in the previous few games.

Why would the Spurs be swept? Out of courtesy and respect, I'd say they're 1-4.

It's said that LeBron James's skills are lacking and that he has many flaws.

Bosh is too soft, Francis is too bad, Martin is too short, and JR is too selfish.

Lin Tian has really given the Spurs fans a piece of his mind in these few games.

They didn't let a single one escape.

Of course, the Celtics next door weren't much better. Lin Tian always treated everyone equally when he criticized people. No matter how many of his former teammates were on the Celtics team, Lin Tian's criticisms were always spot-on and devastating!
But the Celtics are currently leading 3-0.

So Celtics fans aren't worried at all and don't care at all.

As long as I win the championship, what's wrong with getting criticized a few times?
But Spurs fans are different!
The team is on the verge of elimination, and they're desperate.

The Celtics players' rants weren't enough; they're just players who are just playing their game.

But you, Lin Tian, ​​deserve to be scolded, and I have to criticize you!

The loss is all your fault, it's all your fault for jinxing us!
What exactly is the logic behind this, and why do the people of San Antonio hate Lin Tian more than they hate the Celtics?

Lin Tian himself didn't understand it at all; he couldn't figure it out.

But to be honest, he actually misses the feeling of being booed by the whole audience.

It feels pretty good!

Lin Tian didn't care at all how much he hated himself and how thoroughly he hated him.

"I really didn't expect to be so popular." Sitting in the front row of the commentary booth, just like in the previous matches, Lin Tian, ​​wearing a movie promotional T-shirt, ignored the boos and said with a grin, "I do miss it a bit."

"Do you think if I immediately announced my comeback and joined the Spurs on a minimum contract, the fans here would still love me this much, Reggie?"

“Yes.” Miller nodded. “Who can refuse you? A complete bastard, a sharp-tongued jerk who offends people with every word, a villain without any bottom line or principles, but you happen to be a pretty good basketball player.”

"So I'm that likable after all." Lin Tian said with a grin, "Then forget it, I won't make a comeback. I was just saying."

"I'm more worried that after you say that, someone will drive a tractor and run you and your car over." Miller rolled his eyes. The fans in the stadium could hear them clearly tonight.

They are the on-site commentators.

If Lin Lintian keeps bouncing around on the Spurs fans' bottom line like this, who will get taken down if not him?
"It's alright, Reggie, don't worry about that. Otherwise, why do you think I just gave you my car keys? This is a trick called 'switching the prince for a cat'!" Lin Tian said with a grin. "Hopefully, no one will actually drive a tractor and kill you."

"You'll go to hell sooner or later!" Miller cursed, but ultimately he was unwilling to keep jumping around on the fans' sore spots. He was, in essence, a very dedicated and professional commentator.

His job is to share and analyze the game with the fans; dancing on the fans' sore spots is not his job, it's Lin Tian's job.

Lin Tian's job?
Miller was just about to steer the conversation back when he noticed Lin Tian had actually stood up. The guy turned around and started waving at the fans, moving his hands up and down. Then, just like he did when he played basketball, he put his hand to his ear, signaling the fans to make the noise louder.

No, in NBA history!

This is absolutely the first time in North American sports history that a commentator has directly confronted the fans before the game even started.

Inside the television station's control room, the executives at ESPN were twitching at the corners of their mouths.

To be honest, the ratings for the first three games were very good, better than expected. The first game was on par with TNT, but in the second and third games, it finally surpassed TNT in viewership and became the top show in North America.

Ultimately, however, these ESPN staff members are still not quite suited to Lin Tian's style.

If you provoke the fans today, are you going to resort to violence tomorrow?

From now on, stop talking about the NBA and start talking about the UFC, okay?
The people in charge at ESPN are in a real bind right now.

They wanted to continue using Lin Tian to increase their viewership ratings, since Lin Tian was impeccable in terms of ability, popularity, accuracy in analyzing matches, and everything else; he was absolutely top-notch.

But this guy is just like a bomb.

Who knows when it will explode?

While the ESPN executives were filled with frustration, Miller asked the same question, looking at Lin Tian, ​​who had had his fill of fun and sat back down on the bench: "Next time, if the fans insult you even more harshly, you won't just turn around and start a fight with them, will you?"

"Next time? There won't be a next time." Lin Tian said with a smile, "The season ends today, how can there be a next time? Didn't you see that Mr. President is already in the VIP box? Tonight, the Celtics will lift the trophy, the Spurs have no chance."

"You'll always come back here. What if you come here as a fan, and the San Antonio fans still boo you? Would you fight back?" Miller seemed quite interested in this topic and kept pressing the issue.

"Why did I come back here?" Lin Tian blinked, looking completely innocent. "There are 29 home arenas in the entire league, why would I come here?"

"Because the Spurs are a top team, James has a good chance of becoming the best player in the league."

"But that's now. Next season will be the last year of LeBron's contract. How can you be sure that LeBron will stay with the Spurs forever?"

"What if Duncan says something to him after the game? You know, Duncan is very experienced in this."

After these words were spoken, the entire scene fell silent for a moment, followed by a huge, frenzied, and long-lasting chorus of boos!
How can you stab the people of San Antonio twice in the chest with just one sentence?

How can we make them experience pain twice at the same time?
Lin Tian's words are the best template.

Even Duncan, who was warming up, suddenly stopped shooting, walked to the bench, sat down, and covered his face with a towel. "What's wrong, Tim?" Parker was worried about his good partner, afraid that he might be feeling unwell, so he quickly followed him, and then he found that Duncan was trembling uncontrollably!
Parker curiously lifted the towel a little, and then he saw the guy laughing.

I was laughing so hard I was almost convulsing.

"Lin is really wicked." Duncan looked at Parker, suppressing a laugh. "I'm really worried he won't be able to leave San Antonio."

As for James, who was not far away?
This guy also stopped warming up and looked at Lin Tian from a distance.

"Could it be that that idiot Devon leaked the news? Or did Lin get the information from somewhere else?"

After the fans in the stadium booed Lin Tian for a very long time, they suddenly split into two groups. One group started to plan ahead and tried to persuade James to stay, shouting "MVP" at James.

Another wave started booing Duncan.

They felt that if they continued to boo Lin Tian, ​​he might say something they couldn't accept, so they simply changed their target and vented their anger on this former traitor!
"Let's get back to the game." Miller also gasped. He had to admit that this guy had become more and more peaceful and honest since retiring. If he hadn't retired, he would have definitely had a passionate interaction with Lin Tian and rubbed salt into the Spurs fans' mouths.

"I've been wanting to talk about the competition, but you always steer the conversation elsewhere," Lin Tian shrugged. "It's all your fault."

"As for this game, the Spurs are not without a chance to win and avoid a sweep. They need to do a lot. They need to be more united, more hardworking, and more decisive. They cannot be intimidated by the Celtics."

"Especially James, he needs to drive into the paint more, he needs to trust his shooting more, he has to play well first, he has to dominate his opponent first, just like in the last game, and then the Spurs will have a chance to win."

"Great! For the Spurs, the most important thing right now is to maintain their confidence and relax. They need to play even harder to have a chance to win and avoid a sweep." Miller also breathed a sigh of relief and added, "We believe they can give us a great game!"

"Okay, I've received the message. Our staff on the ground has helped us secure the key players from both sides! They will conduct a brief interview with us before the game to discuss how they feel right now."

As Miller spoke, he waved to Duncan, who was walking towards him, and gestured for the camera to film Duncan.

"Hi, Tim!" Miller and Lin Tian stood up at the same time, shook hands with Duncan, and then the three of them stood in a row and chatted in front of the camera.

"How do you feel?" Miller asked with a smile. "Tonight you might lift the championship trophy for the first time in your career. Are you excited?"

"Of course, I'm really looking forward to it." Duncan's answer was as official as ever: "But we also know that the game is not over yet, the game is still going on. The last game was one of the toughest games I've ever played in my life, and I think tonight's game will be even more difficult than the last one."

"Tim, what does it mean to you to beat your former team and win the championship?" After Miller's perfectly normal question, Lin Tian started joking again: "Does it have any special significance?"

"You really deserve a beating." Duncan rarely showed such a sly expression, and looked at Lin Tian with a smirk, saying, "If you get beaten up by the San Antonio fans tonight, I won't be surprised at all, and I won't even feel sorry for you."

“You’re such a vicious bastard,” Lin Tian said with a smile. “No wonder you left San Antonio and Orlando.”

"You haven't transferred teams?" Duncan couldn't help but retort, "But you yourself have played for three different teams, haven't you?"

“I always leave with a championship,” Lin Tian said. “No, I leave with a dynasty. I’ve left behind multiple championships and a dynasty with every team.”

"I have a clear conscience. What did you leave for your former employer?"

“I’m not expecting anyone else to kill you anymore,” Duncan rolled his eyes. “I’m starting to think about hiring some hitmen to take care of you, you bastard.”

After Duncan finished speaking, he suppressed the urge to give Lin Tian the middle finger, waved at the camera as a greeting to the fans, and then left.

Of course, as he left, the boos from the fans at the stadium grew louder and louder.

The fans at the scene heard everything they just did in the interview.

It's confirmed, Lin Tian is our number one mortal enemy!
Immediately afterwards, the cheers from the fans turned from loud boos to wild cheers.

No other reason than that LeBron James has arrived!

As a representative of the Spurs, James came over to Lin Tian and Miller. After greeting the fans warmly, James looked at Lin Tian and Miller with a smile and prepared to chat with them.

"You don't seem nervous about LeBron at all. You seem completely unconcerned that the team is down 0-3. Aren't you worried?" Lin Tian said with a smile-disappearing gesture, and the smile that was just on James' face disappeared.

"Um, I want to say... well, that's basketball! I'll give it my all on the court, I'll fight tooth and nail to win, but ultimately it's just basketball. When I wake up, the defeat will be in the past, the sun will rise as usual, and the tides won't change."

"We just lost a series, it won't change my life or make me lose my appetite."

"Of course, I will still do my best to prolong the series until we turn the game around. I will not give up, I will not admit defeat, and I will still give my all. But we all know that basketball is just basketball, right Lin?"

“That’s right!” Lin Tian maintained his smile, shrugged, and said, “Then I think you should also clarify something with the fans. I think you heard what I just said. It was a somewhat offensive joke. Come on, tell your fans, would you consider leaving San Antonio?”

"Absolutely not!" This time, James didn't hesitate for a moment and said directly, "I will bring a championship to San Antonio! I will give it my all, I will dedicate my entire basketball career here until the team wins the championship!"

"Because I love this place, I love the fans here, I love San Antonio, I love Greg, I love everything here! I will not let those who love me down, absolutely not!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Tian surprisingly refrained from further embarrassing James and instead said directly, "Then I wish you all the best."

After a brief interview, James left the camera's view. Watching his retreating figure, Miller carefully removed the microphone and looked at Lin Tian, ​​saying, "I don't like him."

"You don't have many people you like in this league," Lin Tian said, putting his arm around Miller's shoulder. "It's the 21st century; our old ways are outdated!"

“It will never be outdated.” Miller shook his head, but said with unwavering determination, “Right is right, wrong is wrong, truth will never change, truth will always be truth.”

“Pierce would be very happy if he knew you were talking about him like this.”

Lin Tian sat back down in his seat and gestured for Miller to come over quickly as well.

The game is about to begin in just a few minutes!

In terms of content, this match was quite exciting.

The Spurs fought back until the very end, but in the final minute, they failed to defend Duncan's two isolation plays, allowing the Celtics to extend their lead to 10 points and completely eliminate any chance of winning.

With only 30 seconds left in the game, Popovich reluctantly gave up and substituted all the key players, officially ending the series!
4: 0!

The Celtics swept their opponents to win another championship!
This is the team's 17th championship, and also the Celtics' first championship in 23 years since 1986!
Of course, this is also Duncan's first championship in his career. This guy, who has played for three teams throughout his career, from the West to the East, and has always been considered the best power forward in the league but has never been able to win a championship and has always been overshadowed, has finally achieved his wish!
As for the other key players on the Celtics, such as Parker and Ginobili, they were all players who had already won multiple championships with the Pacers.

After winning the championship, they didn't forget to run to the ESPN commentary booth and hug their two former teammates to celebrate.

Then, Duncan won his first Finals MVP award. His average of 24 points, 16 rebounds, 5 assists and 4 blocks per game in this series was absolutely dominant!
If it weren't for Lin Tian, ​​and if he hadn't been so unlucky, he definitely wouldn't have had to wait this long for this day.

As for the people of San Antonio, tonight is definitely one of the darkest nights of their lives.

They were mocked by Lin Tian to their faces but were powerless to fight back. They watched as the person who had betrayed them raised the championship trophy in front of them. They were even frightened by a few words from Lin Tian and worried that James might also run away.

In short, the people of San Antonio will definitely have a hard time sleeping tonight.

"You bastard, can you please stop commentating on our team's games in the future?" Popovich maintained his usual composure, walked up to Lin Tian and shook hands with him.

"It wasn't me who beat you 4-0, why are you blaming me?" Lin Tian said, then suddenly grinned mischievously, "Oh, I forgot, you also got beaten 4-0 by us last year. How many consecutive losses did you have in the finals? If you need psychological counseling, you can come to me."

“I actually have something to ask you.” Popovich immediately perked up when he heard this: “LeBron wants to work on his post-up skills this summer. How about you train him? You two can train together for a month! LeBron is a lot of fun. It would be super fun to train with him.”

"Let him find Hakim." Lin Tianyi shook his head immediately when he thought of James's back-to-the-back technique and posture. The great Lin official couldn't afford to lose face like that!

Without a second thought, Lin Tian recommended James to someone else: "I can't be a teacher, but Hakim is very interested. Go to his training program and get some good training." (End of Chapter)