dmims Chapter 63 All-Star Colosseum!
Chapter 63 All-Star Colosseum!
Because both first and second-year students had players with considerable talent, some even at the All-Star level, the game was quite exciting and intense, with the score remaining close and tight for most of the time.
Everyone originally thought that the second-year team, which had played in the NBA for a year, was more experienced, more physically stronger, and older, and would win the final victory.
But to everyone's surprise, the first graders suddenly erupted in the last 3 minutes, defeating the second graders 15-5 in those 3 minutes!
They rallied from a one-point deficit to take a nine-point lead!
In the end, the rookies won the game with a score of 91 to 82, causing a minor upset in the first-ever Grade 1-2 competition and successfully achieving a comeback victory!
拿下20分5篮板6助攻的史蒂夫·弗朗西斯和拿下20分10篮板的埃尔顿·布兰德两人一起走向了临时领奖台，一起举起了今晚的MVP奖盃！
The first tiered competition saw an upset by an underdog, and there was also a shared MVP.
It's worth noting that since the Rising Stars Challenge began, there has never been a case of the MVP being shared. Even looking at the entire history of the All-Star Game, including the All-Star Game itself, there have only been two instances of this happening.
They are Elgin Baylor and Bob Pettit in 1959, and Karl Malone and John Stockton in 1993.
Brand and Francis this year have also become a small part of history.
What many people didn't notice was that while the two rookies were excitedly receiving their awards, many of the veterans who were originally sitting in the front row had already quietly left the court.
Inside the Oracle Arena parking lot, a brightly colored bus was parked.
This bus is quite conspicuous from the outside, with graffiti covering every possible surface, coupled with the humming engine and loud music playing from the speakers.
Lin Ze believed that once this car hit the road, it would definitely be the most eye-catching car on the street!
"Damn these sneakers!" O'Neal angrily took off his sneakers as soon as he got into the car.
As he walked over, the dry ice in his other shoe leaked out, and now both of his feet were receiving the same icing treatment.
Kidd, sitting in the driver's seat, was excitedly twisting his body; he was the one who had found this car.
"I don't understand." Sitting behind Lin Ze and O'Neal in the car, without anyone noticing, was Chris Webber, the Sacramento Kings' star player.
"It's not like we're going out to have fun. If we're so ostentatious, it could become a scandal if the paparazzi report it."
"Nobody would have thought that a group of star players like us would drive around in this flashy bus looking for fun, and nobody would have thought that there were more than a dozen millionaires on board." O'Neal gave the answer that Kidd had just given him; he had asked the same question a few minutes earlier.
At that moment, the car door opened again, and a guy with a face longer than O'Neal's shoe got in with a grin.
"Yo, Lin!" This guy with the long face is none other than Scottie Pippen, the former second-in-command of the Bulls who once played alongside Lin Ze and played alongside Jordan, and now earns a coveted multi-million dollar annual salary with the Trail Blazers!
His relationship with Lin Ze wasn't exactly good; they barely had any personal interaction. However, their relationship wasn't bad either; they would greet each other and chat for a few minutes every time they met.
Lin Ze bumped fists with Pippen, who then sat down beside him and yelled, "How many more? Who are we waiting for? Let's go! I can't wait to show those Oakland bitches my enormous dick!"
Pippen's Dick, as everyone knows.
This is also one of his favorite things to show off, even more so than his six championship rings.
"There are three people left." Kidd glanced at the people already in the car, recalled the list, and quickly answered the question.
Soon, the bus door opened again, and a burly man with arms thicker than an average person's head and a white man who looked like a chick following behind him boarded the bus at the same time.
Utah's dynamic duo: Malone and Stockton!
"Scottie, you're still alive?" Malone saw Pippen as soon as he got in the car. Malone was furious with this bastard who had beaten him for two years in a row and ruined the Jazz's championship dream.
"I won't die until I've slept with every woman in your family." Malone hates Pippen, so how could Pippen possibly like Malone?
Although there are rumors that Pippen is soft and not brave enough, well...
When facing Jordan, Pippen was indeed weak; sometimes Jordan would criticize him so harshly that he couldn't say a word.
But as long as Jordan isn't around, Pippen isn't afraid of anyone.
For example, in the 94 Eastern Conference semifinals, he dared to refuse to play because Jackson wouldn't let him take the game-winning shot.
For example, last year in Houston, he dared to challenge and verbally attack Barkley and Olajuwon.
For example, now, when facing Malone, he dares to directly hurl profanities.
Stockton, standing behind Malone, immediately made an exaggerated gesture, deliberately looking left and right as if searching for something. After looking for a while, he said, "Michael's not here! I thought Michael was here! After all, you only act like a man when Michael is around."
"Aren't you the same?" At this moment, Lin Ze was on the same side as Pippen. Especially since, although he hadn't experienced it, the Lakers had been dealt a heavy blow by the Ukrainians in the past few years. So, arguing with these two guys was the politically correct thing to do in Los Angeles.
"Don't you know your nickname in the league?"
"Which do you prefer, Karl Malone's Barbie doll or Karl's Dick case? If you can't spell it, I can write it on your jersey."
"Honestly, when Malone can't find a girl, you're the one who comforts him, right? I can tell the stench of love between you two just by looking at each other."
"Sorry, it's not the stench of love, it's that you fucking leaked something, John! Come on, go change your pants before joining our party!"
"Who the hell are you?" Malone glared at Lin Ze. "I'm talking to Scottie, what right do you have to interrupt?"
"And who the hell are you?" Lin Ze was naturally unafraid of Ma Long: "When we humans are talking, what right do you, a humanoid, have to interrupt?"
"Kid!" Malone stepped forward, about to clash with Lin Ze, but this time O'Neal stood up and blocked his way.
"Relax, Carl. You can trash talk, so can we. It's fair. Or can't you even handle this little bit?"