My Name is Kobe Bryant

"FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!" Stockton rolled on the floor with his ankles in his arms, and the Jazz players immediately surrounded him.

"Team doctor! Team doctor!" Ma Long pushed away Bruce Bowen, who was pretending to be concerned, and called out to the team doctor.

Bowen continued to spread his hands, looking innocently at the referee. The referee who originally wanted to call a malicious foul hesitated, and finally called a common foul.

Overturned. Stockton never expected that he would overturn on an undrafted rookie.

Damn, careless!

Stockton felt that he was too careless to be unprepared. If he was facing Isiah Thomas, he would definitely not give him this opportunity to tiptoe.

However, this guy, the timing of tiptoe is really just right.

Stockton will remember the style of that kick!

"Can you stand up?" The team doctor touched Stockton's ankle and felt that the problem was not serious.

"Yes!" Stockton slowed down for a while, the pain attenuated, he gritted his teeth, and forced himself to stand up with a ferocious expression. He stomped his feet and took two steps.

"Team doctor, I'm fine. I can continue the game." Stockton endured the discomfort, as an old-school iron man. Stockton, who has played in the NBA for 13 seasons, has played 82 games in 12 seasons! Another season played 78 games!

"John, why don't you go down and take a rest?" Malone asked with concern.

"No." Stockton pursed his lips.

The players of the Jazz were full of admiration. Stockton, a short white man, was able to beat a group of proud soldiers and become the spiritual leader in everyone's minds in an absolutely strong team like the Jazz. Strong willpower. Ma Long asked himself that he couldn't do it, so he sprained his foot and stomped twice to continue the game. The action just now seemed to hurt. Stockton is ruthless to his opponents and even more ruthless to himself!

iron Man! Even Iron Man, it is impossible not to get injured, as a white guard, he is often targeted by the opponent on the field. The scene with the smiling assassin Isiah Thomas was very classic. He was insulted by Thomas in various ways, and there were endless tricks. In the end, Malone directly destroyed the assassin's career with his elbow.

Injuries are inevitable, but Stockton has the heart of an old-school player who likes to play through injuries. Unless it is a major injury that completely prevents him from playing, Stockton will not rest at all due to some minor injuries, and it is the same this time with a sprained ankle.

Moreover, the height of Stockton's jumper is not high, which caused him to fall and step on Bowen's foot, which was very painful, but after all, the jump is not high, and it is close to the floor-flow shooting method. In addition, there is a bandage on the ankle, and the basketball shoes are also from Gao Bang, which makes Stockton's ankle sprain not serious.

"The game continues!" The referee looked at the players on both sides and blew the whistle to continue the game. Gave Stockton a free throw opportunity, 2+1.

Bowen looked at Stockton with regret. It's a pity that this guy is a floor player. Otherwise, his career may be affected, not to mention whether he can continue to play in this game.

"Don't overdo it." Bryant tugged on Bowen's jersey, implying that too many people were watching the national broadcast.

"Okay, boss." Bowen also knew in his heart that if he missed this opportunity, it would be impossible for Stockton to have such an excellent opportunity later if he was prepared. An old cannon like Stockton will be fooled once because of contempt, but it is impossible to be fooled again. Later, Bowen will definitely be suppressed even worse by Stockton with richer black hand experience.

"Stockton got up! He stomped! Gritted his teeth and made the free throw!"

"Professionalism! Stockton is very professional! Even with his limp, he still keeps playing! Iron Utah! Iron veteran! Stockton's spirit inspires other Jazz players !"

Lakers 2:3 Jazz.

"It's still the same sentence. If Kobe and Eddie Jones can score 50 points, the Lakers have a high probability of winning. As for the Jazz, I don't think Malone will be completely restricted by Big Ben. The next goal is Stockton. Malone should be dealt with."

"The Lakers pulled away again. Kobe didn't even bother to change direction this time. Russell was too tight! He had no room to retreat! Kobe threw him away with one step!"

"Mid-range pull-up jumper! Same method! Same result! Kobe hit! 4:3!"

"Can't guard! Russell can't guard Kobe. With Kobe's style of play, I think he can score 50 points alone without taking a breath."

"Sloan's complexion has been bad. Is he dissatisfied with Russell's defense? But if Russell is not used to defend Kobe, is it possible to use Stockton? Stockton just sprained his ankle. Use Hornace Ke? Then I think Kobe can probably score 50+ with his left hand."

The Jazz's second attack really hit Malone.

Ma Long's thick arms are raised high, and the two huge elbows are very threatening. There are countless souls under these big elbows. The deterrent power of this pair of elbows is enough to scare off more than half of the power forwards in the league. The lower half is also more or less affected.

And opposite him is Ben Wallace! Big Ben! The same muscular man, Da Ben didn't have any fear in the face of Ma Long, and directly put his upper body on it!

"This kid, isn't he afraid of death?" Ma Long was a little surprised, and he just swayed his elbow towards Da Ben's head intentionally or unintentionally. Anyway, Bo Wen also had a black foot just now, so there is nothing wrong with his own black elbow, right?

"Be careful!" O'Neal saw clearly in the penalty area, he knew very well how powerful Malone's elbow was. Even he has to avoid the sharp edge, and the big ones will go up! This is so unwise!

Da Ben stepped forward, slightly bent his knees, dexterously dodged Ma Long's iron elbow, and snuggled close to his body!

Malone reacts very quickly. If he is close to the body, he will lose the space to handle the ball. Sinking shoulders sideways, carrying Daben with his huge shoulders, crushing and breaking through to the right!

What a power!

The moment Ma Long and Da Ben collided, this sentence popped up in both of their minds!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Bang!" The two people struck each other like two hammers, making a violent sound.

"Fierce collision! Ma Long and Da Ben collided back and forth! Da Ben's unicorn arm resisted Ma Long's huge shoulder!"

"Not one step back! Big Ben not one step back!"

"Ma Long flinched! Stepped back, mid-range shot! Missed! Strike!"

"Oh my god! Big Ben blocked Malone alone! It's unbelievable that a rookie blocked Malone! Neither the face frame nor the breakthrough was successful!"

"Ma Long's strength did not win Da Ben! I still remember that Malone could still gain a very big advantage against Da Ben at the beginning of the season!"

"It seems that Ben's strength and defensive awareness have taken another qualitative leap during his starting period!"

"Macho confrontation! The first round! Big wins!"