Champion Rules

Chapter 40 037: He went (Please read!)
Lakers overseas scout Antonio Marcellas drank too much beer.

The excessive amount of beer churned in his stomach, forcing him to stumble, hand his notebook to his assistant, and rush to the bathroom at the most critical moment of the game.

To his surprise, there was also a long queue in the men's restroom.

I changed several toilets and there were long queues in all of them.

Each toilet door was crowded with more than twenty men with red faces, and the sound of leather shoes tapping on tiles anxiously could be heard one after another.

Marcellus was speechless. Why was the men's restroom so packed? Was someone filming a provocative video in there and being watched?
After asking around, I learned that there were sewer blockages in two toilets at the Nokia Arena tonight, so people gathered in the few remaining toilets.

"Damn it! Is this the quality of infrastructure in large European stadiums? Damn, did they outsource it to Indians?" Marcellus muttered in dissatisfaction in his heart, his bladder under tremendous pressure.

As the NBA's top overseas scout battled his biological needs, the game began.

Carlos Navarro has already scored 23 points tonight, saving his beloved Barcelona when Dejan Bodiroga collapsed.

Now, he and his teammates only need to do one more thing to deal with the talented No. 10 beast - strangle him with shrinkage.

In the first match between the two sides, Barcelona relied on this trick to win in the fourth quarter.

Lynch got some shots in that game, but was unable to close the game.

Today, they decided to use the same method to deal with Lynch.

Barcelona attacked first.

Carlos Navarro was obviously no longer comfortable facing the taller Teodosic.

Theo's current height is fixed at 195 cm, and he is absolutely outstanding at the number one position.

He is not good at defense, but his defensive attitude is active enough. He uses his height and confrontation to keep the Spanish bomb under pressure.

Carlos Navarro was about to bypass the screen, but Teodosic lowered his center of gravity, quickly grabbed the ball, and kept it!

Although Theo fell heavily to the ground due to inertia because his center of gravity leaned too far forward, he still held the ball firmly under his body and won this crucial ball for Real Madrid.

The game entered a positional offense and defense. Lynch shuttled through Barcelona's iron bucket formation, ran into the inside, and raised his hand to signal to Fuzis.

Barcelona thought that Lynch was setting up an off-ball screen for Fuchs again, but when Lynch raised his hand, it was Fuchs who blocked Anderson Varejao with his body sideways.

Lynch made a comeback and rushed to the three-point line, receiving a back pass from Teodosic after his breakthrough.

Bodiroga hurriedly switched defense, but Barcelona's shrinking strategy prevented him from sticking close to Lynch, but kept a distance from him.

Lynch didn't hesitate and shot a three-pointer.

As the basketball passed his fingertips, Lynch knew it was going to go in. He pulled his hand back in advance and made a shooting gesture: "Come closer, baby, are you shy?!"

"Shh!"

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Bodiroga could no longer bear this humiliation.

At this moment, George Faka reappeared: "What are you calling me for, brother?"

"I didn't fucking call you, no! How many times do I have to tell you!?"

At that moment, Bodiroga's cerebral blood vessels almost burst.

Lynch made a three-pointer and the score difference was narrowed.

But Barcelona is not panicking. Lynch does have an arsenal of mid-range and long-range weapons, but when the timer enters the countdown, his shots will never be as chilling as those at the basket.

At this moment, the air of the Nokia Arena is still filled with the Catalans' confident smiles.

During Barcelona's attack, Carlos Navarro was knocked crooked by Theo during the confrontation, but his wrist was as stable as if it was equipped with a precision gyroscope, and a light shot hit the backboard and went into the net.

This classic move, which was later incorporated into Stephen Curry's arsenal, maintained a 4-point advantage for Barcelona.

The red and blue scarves of the Catalan fans were still surging with confidence in the stands, but this composure was soon punctured when Lynch scored another goal in the elbow area.

The scouting report in John Paxson's hand was wrinkled. If he could pick up this No. 10 player with a big heart and killer instinct, he would have to fight for the No. 1 pick even if he had to dismantle half of the team!

The NBA is not short of players with extraordinary physical talents. Dwight Howard from Southwest Atlanta Christian Academy in the 04 draft pool also has a historical-level body.

But it is rare to find someone who has the determination and courage to change the game at a critical moment.

There was no timidity or hesitation in Lynch's move. You have to know that this not only means that he wants to win, but also means that he is ready to take the responsibility of losing the championship.

This is a guy who has shown leadership qualities at a young age. He is destined to achieve greatness!
In the subsequent games, Barcelona failed to widen the score as they wished.

Because Lynch has made jump shots in four consecutive rounds!

This berserker who had always used his battle axe to split the defense line, now silenced the Catalan stands with his assassin-like elegant jump shot, and their smiles froze with every tremor of the net.

Teodosic always finds the most comfortable time and angle to pass the ball to Lynch. Lynch doesn't even need to adjust and can score directly.

After Lynch scored 9 points in a row, Real Madrid overtook Barcelona by 3 points.

The Red and Blues paused the game, and coach Svetislav Pesic issued his latest instructions: "Lynch should press forward slightly when shooting, but the overall posture should remain tight."

After the timeout, Carlos Navarro narrowed the gap to 1 point with a beautiful breakthrough layup.

The next defense is crucial for Barcelona. If they can defend Lynch, the balance of victory will undoubtedly tilt again, and even the ownership of the championship will be decided.

Lynch first relied on Valejao to gain position in the interior. He was not only carrying Valejao, but also the backbone of the entire Madrid.

But after the confrontation, Lynch suddenly pushed the Brazilian and ran to the outside. He wanted to take a jump shot!
Dejan Bodiroga chased quickly and nimbly dodged the cover set up by Fuzis - he knew that the Greeks would block here.

But after passing Fuzis, the Real Madrid captain's head with a reflection flashed before Bodiroga's eyes.

"Boom!"

The dull thud of the two men's collision made the reporters on the sidelines tremble with their hands, but the referee allowed the two giants to roll on the floor, and the whistle was so silent that it was suffocating.

Seeing this, George Faka immediately rushed over to defend, but Lynch's height and arm span made it impossible for the Italian to reach the basketball.

"Damn it!" When his fingertips could only touch Lynch's elbow in his desperate defense, the orange and black European League ball had already drawn a fatal arc with the Italian's desperate curses.

The basketball flew out and, like the previous four shots, fell straight into the net.

"11 points in a row! Lynch has already scored 41 points tonight. Oh my God, who can stop him? No one can stop him from winning the championship!"

As the commentator yelled, Marcellus's assistant stood up in a panic.

On the other side, Marcellus finally reached the gate after waiting in line for a long time.

His bladder was like a balloon about to burst, it had reached its limit.

At this time, a man walked out of the toilet, which meant that he finally waited for his own seat.

Just as he was about to step into the bathroom to enjoy the most wonderful moment of his life, his assistant suddenly appeared and grabbed him: "Antonio! You must witness this scene with your own eyes, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life!"

"Wadfa? Hey, wait, hey!"

The assistant completely ignored Marcellus's shouting and dragged him into the competition venue.

At this time, Barcelona's attack only had 5 seconds left.

Real Madrid just used a perfect team defense to kill all of Barcelona's chances. At the last moment, they gave the ball to Carlos Navarro, the young man who was about to save Barcelona.

Navarro accelerated immediately after receiving the ball, and even calmly made a back-to-back change of direction when time was already very tight.

This change of direction shook off Teodosic, and Navarro, who gained space, immediately took action.

But this time, because Barcelona's attack time was running out, Lynch didn't have to worry about Navarro passing the ball. He helped defend in advance and jumped up with all his strength.

Navarro looked at the huge tower that suddenly rose in front of him in surprise. No shot could get over this high wall, not even his lob shot.

"Fuck you, you still want to fly away from my fingertips!?"

"boom!"

"Juan Carlos Navarro's floater was blocked by Lynch. Oh my god, he completely dominated the last three minutes of the game!!!"

The ball possession changed, and there were only 26 seconds left in the game. If Real Madrid's attack could succeed, this fierce battle would have a result.

Antonio Marcellas was suffering from physical pain, his eyes fixed on the court.

Lynch is only one step away from the perfect ending. Can he do it?

Lynch went out of the three-point line early in this round. Anderson Varejao didn't dare let him shoot anymore and kept defending him like a shadow.

After getting the ball, Lynch looked at this Brazilian who always disgusted people with his acting skills, with contempt in his eyes.

Varejão's shaking knees betrayed the Brazilian's fear.

"Hey," Lynch whispered, "playing house is over, Afro."

Lynch dribbled the ball and passed Varejao in almost one step, going straight into the inside.

Dejan Bodiroga reflexively defended the basket. This was his last chance to keep the championship.

But when Lynch was in the air, all that was left for Dejan Bodiroga was despair.

Lynch spread his legs and used a jumping height that was completely different from his previous level to carry Dejan Bodiroga under his crotch.

Time stands still at this moment: a body stretched like a bow, a slam dunk that tears the sky, and the opponent's distorted face under the crotch, together constitute the most classic regicide scene in European basketball in the new century.

The transition between the old and new kings was completed at this moment.

"boom!"

Lynch rode on the indomitable Dejan Bodiroga for a one-handed slam dunk!
Just now, the young Barcelona player who tried to save the game was finished by Lynch.

At this moment, the once proud king has fallen.

Lynch landed and the scoreboard completed its final jump. He completely killed the game with the miracle of scoring 13 points in a row and ended the fight for the European throne!

At the same time, he did everything he said before.

Navarro was blocked, Varejao was passed by, and Bodiroga was knocked down. At this time, the eyes of all Barcelona players and fans were filled with fear.

He made them afraid of him.

That warning lingers in the ears of all Catalan fans: I don't care if my enemies curse me, I just need to make sure they are afraid of me.

In the stands, Marcellus's crotch felt hot as his emotions reached a climax.

He went.

(End of this chapter)