Champion Creed
Chapter 418 - 418 162 I am the Mayor of New York!

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(Vote for the monthly ticket!)_5 Seeing no opportunity for a fast break, Brian Hill used his last timeout.

He was about to devise the play that would decide the game!

During the timeout, almost every basketball commentator around the world was talking about Roger’s just-concluded defense.

It prompted an argument among basketball commentators worldwide.

“That was a clear foul, what’s the problem?”

“Shut up, the NBA is no place for wimps, that kind of defense is totally normal, Roger didn’t pull Jordan down directly!

What, should we play like gentlemen on the basketball court too?”

“Personally, I lean towards calling it a foul on Roger, but on the basketball court, everything goes by the referee’s call.”

“Damn it, if that’s called a foul, then the Knicks’ defense in the paint is outright murder!”

Upon replay, Roger indeed tugged on Jordan’s jersey.

In today’s terms, that could or could not be a foul.

Given the uniqueness of this game, Roger’s “shirt-pulling defense” is very likely to be discussed over and over again for many years to come, and it will become one of the most infamous unsolved cases in NBA history.

But Roger wasn’t dwelling on that last defensive play, he was only focused on the next offense.

Similarly, the Knicks players were only concentrating on the next crucial defensive play.

Brian Hill devised no less than three tactics to ensure the Magic could execute this final blow successfully.

As the timeout ended, almost at the instant the buzzer sounded, over twenty thousand New York fans in the stands simultaneously erupted in chants of “Fuck Roger.”

Even Brian Hill felt the ground under his feet vibrating.

Bob Costas, just sitting at courtside commenting, couldn’t help but swallow hard, “My God, even Michael Jordan has never made Madison Square Garden reach this decibel level!”

This could only mean that New York fans hated Roger even more than they loved Jordan.

They couldn’t forgive this bastard for wreaking havoc time and time again in Madison Square Garden, and Roger’s highly controversial defense had just made New York fans furious.

The cameras then panned to the completely wild stands, with every New York fan shouting at the top of their lungs.

Some fans, with their faces covered in deep blue paint, even gave the finger to the camera and passionately chanted that slogan as they were being filmed.

David Stern smiled wryly.

This was not the least bit elegant!

The camera quickly switched back to Roger.

Confronted with such piercing screams aimed directly at him, everyone wanted to know how Roger would react.

Roger stood up nonchalantly and adjusted the tongue of his shoe before stepping onto the court.

Then, as his feet touched the court, he broke into a smile.

Yes, he was smiling!

It wasn’t a forced smile, but a serene one that came from within.

He might have been mocking the New York fans’ futile interference.

Or perhaps he was brimming with confidence about the upcoming game.

In any case, the current scene didn’t frighten him at all!

This only made the New York fans more enraged.

What does it take to embarrass that bastard at Madison Square Garden?

The game resumed, and Ron Harper took control of the ball outside the three-point line.

The shouts of “Fuck Roger” made Harper’s heart feel the aftershock of the noise.

He tried to stay composed, gave some hand signals, and began to execute the play!

Roger ran towards Harper, ostensibly to set up a handoff.

But it was just a ruse; Harper’s real target was Saru, subbed in specifically for this key moment.

Brian Hill’s Plan A was to use the influence of Roger and Shaq to create an opening for Saru, the bench assassin.

Unfortunately for the Magic, the plan did not work out, Harper didn’t even manage to pass the ball.

Because Larry Johnson was sticking close to Saru the whole time, and the person the Zen Master assigned to double-team Roger was Chris Childs, Grandmama wasn’t going to leave Saru’s side for a second!

Seeing no opportunity to pass to Saru, Harper looked for O’Neal, the Plan C.

But inside, Ewing surprisingly employed a fronting defense to limit Shaq.

The big man had put his pride aside; he would give up everything just to embrace victory!

Harper didn’t have the angle to lob the ball to Shaq, so he had no choice but to revert to another plan—pass the damn ball to Roger!

When tactics failed, Roger was Brian Hill’s last choice.

With just seven seconds left in the game, Roger looped out beyond the three-point line to receive Harper’s pass, swiftly handing the ball to the real master of the stage.

After receiving the ball, Chris Childs, who had been near Harper, immediately lunged at him, with Jordan quickly in pursuit.

Two highly oppressive opponents, combined with the chants of “Fuck Roger.”

Anyone else might have had their morale shattered already.

But Roger, amidst this, coolly executed a between-the-legs dribble, as if he was going to attack the left side of Jordan and Chris Childs.

Roger took a step to the left, but the next instant, he suddenly spun in the opposite direction, slipping past both men on the right.

Jordan and Chris Childs quickly caught up, was Roger going to pull off his signature spin jump shot?

Jordan had watched the videos; he was completely focused, ready for Roger’s foot to pause, giving him away that he would shoot.

So, catching the rhythm right could repay him with a smackdown!

Every player gets thoroughly studied, and Roger was no exception.

But to Jordan’s astonishment, Roger didn’t go for the immediate jump shot after spinning like usual; his steps didn’t stop post-spin but kept moving inward for a few extra steps.