Champion Creed
Chapter 609 - 609 217 I will lead you forward asking for monthly tickets!

609: 217: I will lead you forward (asking for monthly tickets!) 609: 217: I will lead you forward (asking for monthly tickets!) This was the second time Karl Malone, this ferocious brute, had fallen in front of Roger.

Literally fallen in front of Roger.

This season, not just one thug who thought he was tough had been humbled by the Hawks.

There was no way around it; under a good-hearted Gaoler, everyone was talented.

People had already seen Bruce Bowen, and now it was time to get to know Ben Wallace.

As people know, Charles Barkley had an altercation with the Pistons during a 1990 match, where he beat Bill Laimbeer, then sparked a massive brawl.

The fight went all the way to the second row of spectators, where Barkley punched a Pistons fan solidly.

Since then, Barkley had become a spiritual godfather to a man named Artest.

After entering the league, Artest was nothing but trouble; even Michael Jordan suffered from his actions.

But it was such a villain, who made even gods visit the orthopedist, who held back from fighting a Pistons player in the audience, leading him to take out his anger on the fans instead.

And the person who turned Artest into a gentle baby was none other than Big Ben.

Apart from the Palace of Auburn Hills incident, it was actually hard to find other records of Big Ben’s fighting.

But Big Ben’s deterrence was built up through successive defenses.

Engage in positioning and confrontations with him, and you would know how terrifying his strength was, how wild he was.

It’s not necessary to get bitten by a tiger to know its terror, so most people would not choose to provoke Big Ben.

Unfortunately, Karl Malone was just the person who had to be bitten by the tiger to learn about pain.

In today’s game, he was at no advantage in various confrontations.

He should have been well aware of Big Ben’s destructive power.

But he chose to act tough.

Karl Malone lay on the ground, completely numb from the waist down.

The shame was, unlike being knocked unconscious after a blow to the head, Karl Malone was fully aware after the crushing blow to his liver.

The liver itself has no pain nerves, but a severe blow to the liver can cause a rapid drop in blood pressure, accompanied by stomach cramps, leading to weakness in your legs and overall limpness, but this wouldn’t affect your consciousness.

So, you would be lucidly watching how your opponent humiliates you.

Karl Malone had just watched Roger proudly set up three moves on his chest.

Malone’s sense of humiliation was off the charts; Roger’s behavior could have been described with the 21st-century saying: “When someone else is quietly getting married, you’re there singing and dancing.”

While it was Big Ben who had knocked Malone down, Roger had nevertheless acted as if he had contributed to it.

You’re acting your ass off!

After this play, Jerry Sloan called for a timeout again.

He could no longer remember how many times today he had been forced to call a timeout because of Roger.

But, this was definitely the last time.

Because Game 2 was thoroughly over.

The Utah Jazz still couldn’t protect their home court advantage, and now both teams were back to the same starting line, with the Hawks having three home games in the next five matches.

Overnight, the Jazz went from being in an advantageous position to a disadvantaged one.

Karl Malone stood up slowly with the help of his teammates, awkwardly walking toward the bench.

The tough man was deeply weakened, and the Jazz team had also lost all their fighting power, just like him.

In the garbage time that followed, the camera occasionally switched to Malone and Stockton on the bench.

The Salt Lake City duo watched the game expressionlessly; no one knew what they were thinking.

Yes, Roger sunk many irrational three-pointers today.

But the fact was, even without those three-pointers, the Jazz would still have had a tough game.

Because with Big Ben starting, the only advantage of the Jazz had completely vanished.

When it comes to defense, both the Jazz and the Hawks were excellent.

The Hawks had only one stable scoring point in Roger; what about the Jazz?

Maybe only half a stable scoring point.

You never know when Karl Malone would suddenly fail; he might be one of the least reliable superstars in NBA history at crucial moments.

Rebounding was almost the only advantage for Jazz.

And this advantage had been negated.

“Unless you expect Jeff Hornacek to consistently score 20 points on Roger’s head in the next five games, it’s hard to see the Jazz coming out on top.

Well, we all know, for the sake of his daughter, Jeff wouldn’t do that.”

Roger dominated the game again today, which is why even trailing 0-1, the whole world still favored Roger.

It’s not bias; it’s because everyone knows what he can do.”

In Magic’s summary words, the game ended.

103 to 82, the Hawks convincingly defeated the Jazz on their second away ground, timely tying the finals at 1-1.

Roger scored 39 points, 3 rebounds, 6 assists; Big Ben had 4 points, 14 rebounds, 4 blocks.

The Hawks executed a successful lineup change; now, it was the Jazz’s turn to respond.

After the game, Roger was visibly relieved.

Now that the series was tied, and with the next three games to be played in Atlanta, the situation was not so tense.

In front of the camera, Roger also appeared relaxed.

“At least, after returning to Atlanta, I can have a relaxed lunch before the game.”

Later at the Jazz’s press conference, Jerry Sloan also appeared resigned to today’s result.

Wearing reading glasses, he picked up today’s stat sheet, joking self-deprecatingly: “Wait, Roger making 7 out of 11 three-pointers?

Is this for real?

Is this really the Finals?

Damn, Michael couldn’t even make 7 in a three-point contest!”