Champion Creed
Chapter 594 - 594 212 No one can defy the will of the savior Vote for monthly tickets!_4

594: 212: No one can defy the will of the savior (Vote for monthly tickets!)_4 594: 212: No one can defy the will of the savior (Vote for monthly tickets!)_4 Reggie Miller successfully picked up the basketball, broke away for a fast break, and pulled off his first dunk of this year’s playoffs!

The point difference was down to just 1 point!

Turning around, Reggie Miller mocked Roger with the classic choking gesture: “MVP, huh?”

The defiant Reggie Miller had never bowed to fate!

In the fourth quarter, with a 1-point gap.

The game was entering its most intensely scorching phase.

Lenny Wilkens called for a timeout, and every key rotation player on the Hawks was dripping with sweat.

Now, any tactical setup was futile; there were no more secrets or variables for either team.

So Lenny Wilkens could only transmit that old-school coaching fierceness to his players:

“They want to fight, then fight with them!

See who’s more of a man!”

Bird was thinking along the same lines; there was no need for complicated plays now; he needed to fuel the players’ competitive spirit.

“This is your moment of greatness!

Hey, don’t tell me you came here to compete for second place!”

Championship, pride, competitive spirit, the most primal male desires…

these mingled into a Molotov cocktail that Bird and Wilkens hurled onto the court.

The tension in the fourth quarter grew even more fervent.

For the rest of the game, the Hawks still maintained their lead, but the gap rarely exceeded 5 points.

The Pacers clung to the Hawks like a ghost, waiting for an error.

With 2 minutes and 50 seconds left in the game, as Pippen’s open jump shot clanged off the rim, the Hawks’ lead was down to 3 points.

But Pippen, determined, managed to tap the ball out from the crowd, getting it back to Roger.

Mark Jackson and Reggie Miller both lunged forward, but faced with this golden opportunity, Roger faked them out and swiftly cut between them with the ball, driving straight to the lane!

Facing Dale Davis, who had not yet reacted, Roger exploded upwards, overpowering Dale Davis in mid-air with a one-handed slam into the basket!

After landing, Roger roared at a stunned Dale Davis.

“Wow!

Roger didn’t go for the jump shot; he slammed it over Dale Davis!

A powerful response, stretching the lead back to 5 points, denying the Pacers any chance to close in!

That’s 41 points for Roger in this game, his second time reaching 40+ in this playoff series!

Atlanta’s savior is showing his divine power!”

Bill Walton watched with chills, and the entire Hawks’ morale soared.

An occasional dunk can lift spirits more than a basket.

That’s why even Stephen Curry risks embarrassment to attempt a slam.

The gap was 5 points again, with the Pacers still not catching any mistakes from the Hawks.

Following that play, the Hawks clamped down on every opportunity for the Pacers.

Roger personally guarded Jalen Rose, while Pippen wore Reggie Miller down.

With 4 seconds left in the 24-second shot clock, Rose attempted to pass the ball to Reggie Miller, who was moving beyond the three-point line.

But Roger’s intense pressure made the pass from Rose go awry.

And since Pippen didn’t give Reggie Miller any space, the ball had no chance of reaching Miller.

Miller, of course, knew the consequence of this turnover; neither team had any margin for error now.

So he threw a sneaky elbow at Pippen, slowing him down.

Pippen could only tip the ball out of bounds with the tip of his finger, Pacers still had the chance to inbound the ball with the last 3 seconds.

Bird immediately shouted tactical codes, instructing his players to execute the pre-set sideline play.

Whether it’s 3 seconds or 0.3 seconds, it can’t be wasted.

Dale Davis inbounds the ball, Pippen is all over Reggie Miller.

The Pacers’ sideline plays often revolve around Reggie Miller.

The referee’s whistle blew, and the Pacers began their play.

While moving for position, Reggie Miller forcefully shoved Pippen, reminiscent of the push-off against Jordan to hit the game-winner, alerting Roger.

It might not be the last time Miller did so that night.

Pippen, pushed away, just slightly lost track of Miller, and just as everyone thought the ball would go to him, Dale Davis passed it instead to the least expected Rik Smits!

Smits caught the ball left of the free throw line, faked a shot to shake up the less experienced and flustered Kurt Thomas, and then the Eindhoven giant leaned forward, shooting the ball firmly into the net!

The Pacers’ players rushed to embrace Smits, and Smits bared his teeth, fiercely pumping his fist.

Smits had always been eccentric from childhood, never feeling a sense of belonging anywhere.

In the Netherlands, other kids talked about Ajax legend Johan Cruyff and the other favorite of God, Johan Neeskens.

Smits?

He would mention names other kids couldn’t understand: Julius Erving, Lew Alcindor, Moses Malone, Bill Walton.

In the Netherlands, he was considered an outlier.

After coming to the United States, he remained an outlier.

Because no one believed a European could stand firm in American basketball.

No one knew how long this white and soft-looking big guy could last in the NBA.

But right now, at this very moment, he was the hero of Indianapolis.

He had his place.

He was not fighting alone!

“The Pacers continue their dogged pursuit of the score!

The gap is back down to three points, this is a breath-taking game, one of the greatest showdowns in the NBA!

Whether it’s from physical collision, technical skills, or the will to win, this game can be called a great confrontation!

Shaq, what can he compare with?!”