My Name is Kobe Bryant

"Kobe hits the middle distance! Stand up straight! His body is as straight as a sharp gun, and he pushes the ball with his right hand!"

"Go ahead! Facing double-teams! Kobe still has no solution! Amazing! Kobe is amazing in this game!"

"27 points! Kobe scored 27 points in a single quarter! With 2 minutes left in the first quarter, can Kobe break George Gervin's scoring record in a single quarter?"

From the very beginning, Kobe Bryant's booing when he scored, to silence, to faint cheers, and now the cheers are not inferior to the home court.

It only took less than one session! ! !

"This kid is so cool!" In the stands, a strong man from the north, a Canadian worker, with a beer belly, holding a large glass of beer, happily watched Kobe's performance, completely forgetting how hostile he was to Kobe before the start of the game .

"It's amazing, is this the Flying Man Hardaway?" An old grandpa with blurred vision also called Kobe from the sidelines.

"Dad, this is Peter Pan Kobe!"

"I know, it's Batman Hill, I know him well!"

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"pause!"

When Kobe once again used a fadeaway three-pointer and unreasonably made the ball, Raptors coach Darnell Walker couldn't sit still.

"Guys! Do you want to be nailed to the pillar of shame? Guard him!"

The player was panting heavily, and we TM wanted to guard against him, but we just couldn't.

"Teaming! Foul! The game can be lost, and he cannot be allowed to score 33 points!"

"Come down, Little Flying Squirrel, John Lang, go up and take turns defending Kobe with Doug Christie! Set up the first line of defense. Everyone else, as long as Kobe holds the ball, even if he is in the Lakers' half, rush up and defend for me!"

"There are 2 minutes left in the first quarter, guard him!"

John Long is the old man of the Serbian Dynasty, a 1.96-meter shooting guard. When he was young, he was also a 20+4+4 iron guard with a tough body and excellent defensive skills. Although he is older, Darnell Walker believes that his defense is still more effective than that of the flying mouse. The flying mouse Stoudemire has been beaten to death by Kobe, and his defense like a walking dead on the court is no different from the open space .

Damon Stoudemire put his head down, sorry coach.

It's not that I don't want to take defense seriously.

Man is no match for God.

And Kobe is the black Christ on the field.

On the Lakers' bench, there were bursts of cheers.

Every player revolves around Kobe.

"Brother, let's have a glass of Gatorade! Iced orange flavor!" Fisher had already prepared it, and rushed up immediately.

"Boss, wipe off your sweat!"

"Sit here! Sit here!"

"Boss, give you a hammer on your shoulder!"

"A group of sycophants! Get out of the way, get out of the way! Let Kobe have a good rest, and the record is only three points away!" Horry couldn't stand it anymore, and hugged the messy Lakers player away.

"Tired, Kobe?" Kurt asked.

"Not tired, just in good condition!" Kobe felt full of energy!

So cool! 11 out of 11! Score 30 points! This kind of spiritual happiness is simply indescribable.

Although unlikely, it would be nice to have the opportunity to play such a performance against Jordan next time.

"Everyone, go pick and roll for Kobe and set a screen! In the last two minutes, the Raptors will strictly guard Kobe. He may not be easy to attack with the ball, so let the ball move! Finally, give the ball to Kobe!" Although Kobe's three-pointer with his eyes closed made Harris almost have a heart attack, he still chose to support Kobe as much as possible to complete this historic record.

"Bruce you off the court, Horry you on the court. I need the team to space Kobe and create opportunities! Horry and Eddie, you two handle the ball well. Big Ben and Eldon, you do more pick-and-rolls! Kobe ! Get the ball and shoot! I believe you can create another epic!"

Bryant gave Harris a grateful look.

"Kobe, if you keep shooting with your eyes closed, I will resign!" This is Harris' inner whisper. He plans to have a good chat with Kobe after the game, why he shoots with his eyes closed.

The game continues.

"There are 2 minutes left! The last time! Can Kobe score 3 points or more? I think there is no problem! Isaiah, what do you think?"

The smiling assassin's face twitched, he desperately wanted to leave the commentary department.

I have been a Smiling Assassin in the NBA for many years, when did I suffer this kind of grievance!

"Isaiah, do you want to leave without saying goodbye like the last time you lost to Michael?" The magician added fuel to the fire, mentioning the pain in the smiling assassin's heart.

"Fack! I didn't leave without saying goodbye!"

"Then you lost to Michael in the Eastern Conference Finals, why did you run back to the locker room without even shaking hands?"

"Fack! It was an accident. We just didn't want to lose, and we didn't leave without saying goodbye."

"Still talking hard! Isn't it just that you can't afford to lose?"

"Stop talking about MAGIC." Ma Fu hurriedly stopped the magician's sharp mouth, and the two of them were really going to fight if they continued talking.

The Raptors' offense is still the same, playing very overall and patiently. Such a team actually has great potential. The Raptors in the previous life even had the opportunity to gather Billups, Carter, McGrady, and Camby. Form a dynasty team, but unfortunately the management has wiped out this team, leaving none of them.

A series of passes, and finally Doug Christie got a chance and hit a mid-range shot.

"Fast break!" Horry made a fast serve from the sideline!

Throw the throw-in!

Go, go, go!

last minute! Every time you take more shots in turn, you are more likely to break the 33-point scoring record in a single quarter!

Eddie Jones dribbled forward with all his might, and Doug Christie switched to Eddie Jones and quickly stopped him.

There was no other way, and he still fell into the position.

After falling into the position, Kobe was calm and calm.

Dangling leisurely in the corner of the three-pointer, Horry and Eddie Jones hold the ball high, ready to look for opportunities.

John Lang is eyeing it! As a former minister of the Serbian Dynasty, the purpose of the coach to let him play is to use iron and blood defense to stop Kobe at the first time, and then his teammates will follow up to supplement the defense.

"Watch out Kobe! Watch out Kobe!"

The ball is in the hands of Horry, but the attention of the overall defense of the live ~ plugs is concentrated on Kobe!

10 seconds left on attack clock!

Kobe started running!

Elevator Tactics!

Ben Wallace and Campbell cut off the defensive run heavily!

"Don't even think about it!" Camby and Doug - Christie rushed to Bryant.

Kobe jumped high, and Horry's pass was transmitted instantly like a shadow.

Dodged the charge of Camby and Doug Christie.

Kobe received the ball, did not adjust, his left foot was the axis, his body twisted, he leaned back and shot!

Come on!

The ball went in!

32 points!

One ball short! Just break the record!

"Fack!" All the Raptors players shouted.

"NICE!" On the Lakers bench, the towels were joined together and waved wildly.

"It's coming! It's coming!"