Champion Creed
Chapter 605 - 605 215 Sit still for me!

605: 215: Sit still for me!

(asking for monthly votes!)_3 605: 215: Sit still for me!

(asking for monthly votes!)_3 This reminded the reporters of the first Media Day of the season, when Big Ben emphatically stated at the press conference, “You’ll soon know, I’m the best guardian beside Roger.”

He was deeply obsessed with protecting Roger.

Karl Malone was thrilled when he heard that Big Ben would start tonight’s game.

Exactly, it was as if what he wished for happened!

The thing that annoyed Malone the most in G1 was that the damn shorty played too little, not giving Malone enough chances to torment him.

Now, the bastard had delivered himself to the doorstep!

Malone made up his mind to make the bastard wear a mask of pain throughout the game!

Both teams’ starters took their positions, and Mutombo won the tip-off, starting the game.

In the first round, Karl Malone asked for the ball at mid-range, ready to play one-on-one.

Because he saw Big Ben audaciously come over to match up with him.

After Malone received the ball, he drove hard, not giving the Hawks a chance to double-team.

Last game, he had used this move to completely destroy Alan Henderson, who was helpless against Malone’s breakthrough.

When Malone picked up speed, it was a daunting sight.

In fact, in the face of Malone’s direct breakthroughs, defenders often had a chance to draw an offensive foul.

But in NBA history, there were a few forwards whom you couldn’t easily draw an offensive foul against: they were LeBron James, Karl Malone, and Charles Barkley.

Charles Barkley and Karl Malone, once they charged up, would make you give up any thoughts of drawing an offensive foul just to save your own life.

When LeBron James charged up, you couldn’t even catch his rhythm.

Since the 90s, no one has recklessly tried to draw an offensive foul on Karl Malone.

But Big Ben, the “idiot,” just did that.

He stood firm in front of Karl Malone like a resolute defensive end on a football field, followed by a loud “bang.”

Big Ben fell heavily, sliding on the floor for two meters before stopping.

This was a shockingly fierce collision that was terrifying even by the standards of the 90s.

Karl Malone, being a perfect combination of strength and speed, and having a personal grudge against Big Ben, even aimed his elbow at Big Ben during the collision.

“Ben Wallace might not save his ribs!” Magic commented from the commentary booth.

Alan Henderson swallowed hard on the bench, suddenly feeling lucky not to be on the starting lineup.

Malone was secretly pleased, thinking that little trash should know his power now.

Although an offensive foul was called on him, if it could teach Big Ben, it was worth it.

But before Malone could relish Big Ben’s pained expression, Big Ben stood up immediately clapping for the referee, “Beautiful call, keep a close eye on that son of a bitch!”

That moment, the cost-effectiveness of the offensive foul completely failed.

Karl Malone saw no sign of pain on Big Ben’s face, and he couldn’t even make Big Ben stay on the floor for an extra second.

The opponent showing no reaction to your mighty blow was the ultimate humiliation.

Jerry Sloan started yelling into the court: “Calm down, Karl!

Don’t intentionally draw fouls!”

Big Ben’s value started to show from the first round.

He made the Jazz’s core, Malone, rack up a foul right at the start.

Then he also helped the team gain possession.

“Damn!”

Malone cursed and unwillingly turned back to defend.

He was annoyed, but fortunately, he could vent his anger on the defensive end.

Last game, Alan Henderson’s soft mid-range shots and smart cuts forced Karl Malone to focus on him when defending.

But now, the one he was matching up with was someone useless on the defensive end, meaning he could boldly double-team Roger!

Roger had just crossed half-court and made a fake move to the left, shaking Bryon Russell’s balance, then quickly changed direction to the right, accelerating and completely breaking through the first line of defense.

After shaking off Bryon Russell, Roger headed straight for the paint, with the Jazz perimeter unable to close in for a double-team in time.

But Karl Malone had been waiting and charged at the leaping Roger!

Roger was already very solid in terms of strength and weight, but he was still at a disadvantage in front of Karl Malone.

His center of gravity in mid-air was instantly disrupted, Roger leaned forward in haste, tossing the ball towards the hoop.

As Roger hit the ground, Karl Malone had just landed on his feet.

He was about to gloat over Roger and talk trash, but then he heard a “swish” from behind.

“Magic fingers!

I’ve said before, Roger’s basket toss has surpassed Iceman, no matter the situation he can toss the ball in!

This should be an and-1, this should be an and-1!

Karl Malone trying to stop Roger this way is pure folly!”

As Magic shouted, several people on the Hawks bench were mimicking Roger’s recent movement, concluding, “Damn, that’s just impossible!”

After the basket, Roger also stood up immediately.

Roger would rather play “dumb” than kneel on the floor for show.

The reactions of Roger and Big Ben after being fouled were as if Karl Malone was a soft egg with no force, adding to his humiliation.

“Hey Karl, I guess you’re already missing Shaq.

Forget it, I’m not that easy to handle.

You’re too soft, not even half as tough as Charles’s ass.”