Champion Creed
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595: 212: No one can defy the will of the savior (Request for monthly tickets!)_5 595: 212: No one can defy the will of the savior (Request for monthly tickets!)_5 Bill Walton, in his excitement, didn’t forget to mention Shaq.

Since last season when O’Neal missed the preseason training camp without a solid reason, Bill Walton had taken a disliking to Shaq.

In his column, he vehemently criticized Shaq as a “hypocrite,” believing that O’Neal, due to one person’s immaturity, had ruined what could have been an even better Magic Team; his arrogance and conceit were an insult to anyone with a brain.

Now look at the competition between Roger and Reggie Miller, and then look at how O’Neal was easily defeated by Jazz.

With that, how could O’Neal have the audacity to challenge Roger?

He is just the second in command beside Roger, isn’t he?

Now without Roger, look what O’Neal could do?

With three All-Star teammates, swept by the seventy-something-year-old Malone and Stockton, that’s him.

“Damn, that old fool!” O’Neal, who was watching TV, got very angry when he heard Bill Walton’s words.

Why would anyone dislike Shaq?

I am so funny.

I am so approachable.

I am so strong.

Why would anyone dislike me?

It’s all their fault, all their problem!

The score difference kept being tightly contested; for this game, not a single second was relaxed.

Roger took the ball himself, raising one hand, “Don’t rush, don’t rush!

Let’s slow down, time is on our side!”

He was controlling the situation, controlling the pace.

Roger was no longer the rookie who knew only to head for the basket whenever he got the ball.

As Roger approached the three-point line, Mark Jackson and Reggie Miller closed in on him.

But Roger started early, breaking to the right side of the court.

Jackson and Miller acted like a moving wall, blocking the path between Roger and the key area.

Seeing this, Jalen Rose also leaned towards Roger, looking to complete the encirclement.

Roger had been waiting just for this moment; as soon as Jalen Rose made a move, he immediately passed the ball to Stevie Smith!

Jalen Rose, of course, was wary, and as soon as he saw Roger pass the ball, he rushed back with full force.

In the past few seasons, Stevie Smith would definitely have hesitated, been frightened.

But now, his mind was only filled with his jersey and posters in Andy’s room.

“Stevie Smith shoots a three—does it go in?

It’s in again!

What words can capture the greatness of this game?

The responses, back and forth!

Neither side is backing down; they are defining the true meaning of competitive sports!”

Stevie Smith continued to point to the heavens, this being his 125th prayer!

Hawks pulled ahead by 6 points, Larry Bird called a timeout with 1:03 left on the clock.

Inside Market Square Arena, every Pacers fan was trembling with tension.

No one knew the final outcome of the game; history could change in this last minute.

After the timeout, Reggie Miller caught the ball over multiple screens at the top of the arc, ammunition loaded and immediately fired.

Pippen fiercely lunged out, colliding with Reggie Miller in mid-air, and Miller’s shot veered off the basket.

But the referee’s whistle shattered the despair in Market Square Arena.

“Scott fouled on defense, Reggie to shoot three free throws!

Once again, at a clutch moment, three free throws—is the Hawks team going to be drowned in the same river?”

The entire Hawks team rushed to argue with the referee, Pippen especially agitated, “That dumbass is a fucking king of flopping!”

Reggie Miller added fuel to the fire, “Hey, I never flop; I don’t even know how to make a flop.”

“Shut up, you bastard!”

“Scott, watch your language!”

The scene turned chaotic again, just what Larry Bird wanted to see.

Now that Hawks were leading, such chaos could disrupt their rhythm.

Ultimately, Reggie Miller still had to go to the free throw line to shoot three times.

Like Steve Jones said in Game 4, Reggie Miller was a superb clutch player.

His free throws at crucial moments might be the most reliable thing in the world.

Three consecutive times, Reggie Miller sent the fate-deciding basketball into the hoop.

The difference in score was back to 3 points!

Undoubtedly, this was a fiercely entangled struggle.

Hawks didn’t call a timeout; Lenny Wilkens had already suffered enough from not having a timeout at crucial moments before.

He had just arranged a series of tactics, saving a timeout for a critical moment.

However, this time around, Roger’s mid-range fadeaway shot bounced out.

At that moment, Market Square Arena almost erupted.

“The Pacers have seized their last chance for a game seven!”

Interestingly, Bird didn’t call a timeout either.

Both coaches were very cautious, each saving a timeout for a critical need.

Thus, the Pacers players on the court had to end everything that evening by themselves.

Pacers tried many tactics, off-ball screens, baseline runs, Smits pick-and-roll…

But Hawks’ defense was impermeable; Pippen was like glued to Reggie Miller.

The recent foul had not dampened Pippen’s spirits, instead making him more determined.

He still didn’t believe he couldn’t handle just Reggie Miller today!

Miller was locked down without a chance; the 24-second shot clock was about to expire.

Bird clenched his fists and finally called a timeout with just 5 seconds left.

At least after the timeout, they could try to score from a sideline play.

All fans held their breath as only 27 seconds remained in the game; if the Pacers couldn’t tie the game in this round, it was almost equivalent to being sentenced to death.