157: Because of the battle, so glory

"Come on!" The hero set out in a hoarse roar......

After playing, the eyes of the Kings of Sartmento changed again. If you really want to use an adjective to describe it, then fanaticism is the best footnote, yes, a fanatical belief in the pursuit of victory.

After Stojakovic sent the ball to Michael Bibi, he immediately ran quickly. This kind of enthusiasm has never been seen in the regular season. Of course, this may have something to do with Doug Rachel who scolded the "soft egg" on the sidelines!

After Michael Bibby dribbled to the three-point line, he immediately turned his back, took advantage of his physical advantage, pushed Ridno with his big butt, and then squeezed into it step by step. After squeezing near the free throw line, he passed a hit to Bobby Jackson who was quickly inserted on the other side. Bobby Jackson had just used Stojakovic's pick-and-roll to break through the supersonic defense and cut the inside.

After receiving Michael Beeby's pass, he slapped the ball and accelerated toward the inside. He didn't care about Jerome James standing in the inside...

Bang! The two collided. Because their body mass was much lower than Jerome James, because of their inertia, Bobby Jackson's body couldn't help but fall back...

Roar! Bobby Jackson roared in the air, and with this roar, Bobby Jackson's body created a brief stagnation in the air. Using this stagnation, Bobby Jackson hit the shooting hand on the hand where Jerome James pounced over, and then threw the ball out!

Bang, Bobby Jackson fell to the ground without any protection...

Did! The referee blew the whistle and signaled that Jerome James made a foul...

Swish! Basketball is included in the network...

Coaxing! The whole audience booed one after another...

"It's so beautiful! Just do it!" Doug Rachel's roar was still loud, even if it was hoarse.

Bang! Bobby Jackson lost the hard-earned free throw, and this free throw also started Sartmento's iron-raid journey!

Bang! Stojakovic scored a three-pointer.

Bang, Michael Bibi failed to make a layup!

Bang, Bobby Jackson took advantage of Brian Skinner's pick-and-roll and made a move and made a blacksmith.

Bang, Kenny Thomas caught Michael Beeby's breakthrough pass and made an open shot.

After the Kings fell into the iron, the Supersonics felt surprisingly good. No matter how well Sartmento's defense was, how rough, or how iron-blooded, the Supersonics players could always score the ball with a very barely shot. Ray Allen shone outside the three-point line, Lewis was brilliant near the free throw line, Ridno rose in both corners, and even Jerome James had Ray Allen's performance at the free throw line.

Gradually, the score gradually widened, and the winner lost the suspense. The fans at the scene were no longer angry with Rachel. Even though Rachel was still roaring, the Supersonic fans sat comfortably on the chair and enjoyed the great victory brought to them by the team.

If you really want to find an adjective to describe the first playoff between Sartmento and the Supersonics, then I think the most suitable word is tragic!

Yes, a tragic roar, a tragic resistance.

Although Sartmento was behind from beginning to end, no one gave up the struggle, tearing, hand-to-hand combat, impact, and fouls were all so bloody.

At the beginning of the fourth quarter, Sartmento was seventeen points behind, but no one announced the garbage time.

Even though Rachel's roar was no longer arrogant, Sartmento's blood was still boiling.

When Ostertag held Jerome James directly from the air and then took the sixth foul from the referee's whistle, he came out with his hands high and raised his head, because he fought, so glory.

When Bobby Jackson and others broke into the inside and caused a foul at the cost of their body landing, there was no booing at the Key Stadium, only Doug Rachel's hoarse roar. At this moment, he was also glorious.

When Kenny Thomas caused an offensive foul at the cost of being knocked away two meters away, there was no booing, only Doug Rachel beat his chest and roaring.

With eight seconds left in the game, all of Sartmento's main players (except Ostertag) were still on the court, one by one, and they were murderous. After serving the supersonics, people were still watching the ball. After Rashad Lewis sent the ball to Ridno, he ran towards the score station with a smile on his face, leaving Ridno to Michael Bibi to deal with it. Ridno slowly carried the ball with the ball, and was not ready to attack again.

Bang! Michael Bibi slapped Ridno's hand hard, and the ball immediately broke out of Ridno's control. The referee did not blew the whistle, and the fans did not boo because they felt that they were already in the hands of victory, so they would "forgive" Michael Bibi.

Michael Bibby quickly accelerated, ran to pick the basketball into his hand, then slapped the ball, jumped high, and dunked the basketball heavily into the basket.

"Roar!" Michael Beeby and Doug Rachel yelled at the same time, echoing each other on and off the court.

The referee signaled that the goal was valid. At this time, there were three seconds left in the game. Lewis hurriedly ran over from the score station and served again, but he still looked like he was indifferent.

Bang! Lewis sent it to Reed Piao Astronomy to turn the white waves.

Roar! Doug Rachel is passionate, Sartmento is passionate, as if they were the victory, as if Bobby Jackson had hit the final kill.

In the end, the Seattle Supersonics won 92:81. None of the Suttermento players shook hands with their opponents, and they all ran back to the locker room with their heads raised and their chests held high.

Yes, they are qualified to hold their heads and chests up because they are real warriors, and tonight, glory belongs to them.

"If Doug Rachel of Sartmento is on the court, even if Brad Miller or Kevin Martin is on the court, then Suttermento will win in this game. If Suttermento's shooting percentage can be higher, then the winner of this game must be Suttermento. If Ostertag and Kenny Thomas can have fewer fouls, then the winner of this game must be Suttermento. Even if there are not so many ifs, the winner tonight is also Suttermento. They lose the score and win the glory. In addition, in my heart, this game is not the Jerome James who relies on free throws to win twenty-three points and fourteen rebounds, but the child who stands beside the bench and roars and hoars." Espn's commentator Bill Walton ended the broadcast of the game with a melancholy tone.

"On April 27th, if you don't win 18 points, you will lose!" Back in the locker room, Rachel didn't say much, but said this coldly with a hard neck and a thick voice. Although the tone sounded a bit weird, no one would ignore this sentence or laugh at it. Because all the Sartmento people thought so.

After saying that, Rachel followed the staff out to attend the post-match press conference.

"I came here, I just want to say one thing, see you on the evening of April 27th!" Rachel threw down such a loud saying at the press conference and turned around and left. Although Rachel's voice was very hoarse, in terms of momentum, this sentence was better than a thousand words.

After Rachel left, MVP Jerome James of this game was interviewed, and he kept shouting, boasting, provoking and ridicule.

And Adelman just said something lightly in an interview - Tonight, I am proud of my team members, they are all good!

...

After taking a shower, Rachel returned to the hotel where she was staying on the locker room and took the team bus. When she returned to the hotel, she asked the waiter to buy some medicine for her throat. Because her throat was really dry and itchy, Rachel turned on the laptop and opened the Internet. As soon as the computer turned on, the phone rang. When she picked it up, she saw Erin Andrews. Rachel couldn't help but feel a little stunned, but she finally pressed the answer button.

"Is there anything wrong? Ms. Reporter!" Although Rachel's hoarse voice was very thick, the strong teasing smell was still revealed.

"You are very handsome today!" Erin Andrews teased.

"I'm very handsome?~~~!" Rachel said in a long tone. Erin Andrews on the other end of the phone couldn't help but sharpen his ears, "Oh, I know!" Rachel teased him successfully again.

"Have your voice improved?"

"Can I treat this as a midnight temptation?" Rachel continued to tease.

"No." Through the analysis of Erin Andrews' voice, it is certain that she stomped her feet and pouted when she said this! Simply put, it is similar to acting coquettishly.

"Haha!" Rachel's 'rough' voice was transmitted through radio waves to Erin Andrews' ears.

"It's almost done for two consecutive days. It's not good to take too much. That's it, I'll hang up!" Erin Andrews hung up the phone as if he ran away.

"Haha!" Rachel's mouth was hanging an arc for no reason, then threw her phone on the bed and continued to surf the Internet. As soon as she logged into the 'Mad Dog NBA', a picture of Rachel wearing a suit roaring to the sky popped up on the homepage. It was obviously the picture of Rachel's game just now, and the picture also included the sentence 'Who is the real mvp!'

Seeing this scene, Rachel couldn't help but feel warm. It turned out that there were still people in this world who understood him. While being grateful, he strengthened his belief - on the evening of April 27, he slaughtered the supersonics...
Chapter completed!