Champion Creed
Chapter 612 - 612 217 I will lead you forward asking for monthly tickets!_4

612: 217: I will lead you forward (asking for monthly tickets!)_4 612: 217: I will lead you forward (asking for monthly tickets!)_4 But Big Ben’s strong and swift interception prevented Malone from breaking through.

Just as Malone was preparing to pull up for a jump shot, Pippen stepped up again!

At the sight of Pippen, Malone felt annoyed; in this playoff series, Pippen had already caused him too many turnovers.

Malone suppressed the urge to shoot and quickly passed the ball to Bryon Russell, who had been left open by Pippen.

Russell raised the basketball to shoot, but Stevie Smith came over to help on defense.

Having no choice, Russell continued to pass, delivering the ball to the man with the big heart, Stockton.

But the moment Stockton caught the ball, Roger was already in position.

However, Stockton was after all the player best at knowing how to assist his teammates in the world.

He anticipated Roger’s rotation, so as soon as he received the ball, he didn’t let it linger in his hands for even 0.1 seconds.

With a touch of his hand, the instant he caught the ball, he shifted it out again, this time targeting Jazz’s lethal 3-point shooter, Jeff Hornacek!

Because Stockton’s pass was so quick, not even the agile Hawks could reposition in time.

Roger lunged despairingly, but it was too late, Hornacek had already released the shot before Roger could interfere.

The lethal 3-point shooter pulled the trigger, launching the ball in the final 1.8 seconds.

The backboard flashed red, Roger stared at the rotating basketball, his heart filled with unease.

It was one of the few times Roger felt the helplessness of “fate not being in his own hands.”

Finally, the “bang” that saved Atlanta echoed.

Jeff Hornacek had missed the shot he might never forgive himself for it the rest of his life.

“Jeff couldn’t seize the opportunity, 3 to 1, is Salt Lake City really going to say goodbye?”

The game ended, and Hornacek, covering his face, knelt on the ground.

And the Hawks players?

No one celebrated excessively.

Ever since Malone bumped him on his layup, Pippen felt it was especially difficult to straighten his back.

As soon as the game ended, he leaned on Roger, the closest to him, and Roger helped him towards the tunnel.

“Damn it…

fuck…” Pippen grumbled, clutching his back in intense pain.

The sacrificial save in the previous round and the recent layup had both inflicted additional damage on his back.

Would he be able to endure it for Game 5?

Even if he could, what condition could he be in?

Not even Pippen himself knew.

Steve Smith lay on the floor, his chest heaving dramatically.

For two consecutive games now, his shooting percentage had been below 40%.

Although he could contribute on the defensive end, physical issues had severely affected his performance.

Big Ben had removed his thick shoulder pad, which was due to a twist in his shoulder during a “wrestling” match with Malone in the last game, but he had no choice but to continue playing.

Kurt Thomas leaned on his knees with both hands, sweat dripping onto the floor like rain.

After going toe-to-toe with Mount Mutombo for four straight games, his body was nearly emptied.

That was the situation in the playoffs now, with the Hawks leading 3-1, a huge advantage.

Yet everyone was well aware that if the Jazz managed to win just one game in Atlanta, the situation could change in an instant.

Today, the Jazz were just one ball away.

What about the next game?

Could the Hawks hold on?

Even Magic, the ever-optimistic Roger, admitted, “If there’s ever been a time for a 1-3 comeback in the finals, it’s this year!”

The history was similar in the ’98 finals, with the Bulls actually leading 3-1 early on.

But after letting the Jazz grab the second victory, the situation immediately became tense.

It was even considered the toughest of the Bulls’ six championships.

Part of this was due to Jordan’s premature celebrations, as the night before G5, eating fruit plates and champagne made him unable to get out of bed the next day.

But facing the ’98 Jazz, 3-1 was not entirely safe, that was a fact.

As for the Jazz, they were undoubtedly hit hard.

Including the game in Salt Lake City, they had lost three straight finals games to the Hawks.

But with each game, the Jazz came closer to victory, and the Hawks became weaker.

This reminded every Jazz player of the words in Jerry Sloan’s open letter, “NBA history has chosen us, do not flee, do not fear, do not be dismayed, this is a heaven-sent opportunity.”

Yes, there have been 1-3 comebacks in NBA playoff history before.

Just not in the finals yet.

So why couldn’t this be the first time?

The Jazz players wouldn’t spout any trite phrases like “records are made to be broken.”

But the door of hope wasn’t completely closed, there was still a crack.

If they just persevered and continued to push hard, there was still a chance to push the door open.

The upcoming G5 would be a turning point in history for both teams.

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It’s not over yet, this may be the most dangerous 3-1 lead in NBA finals history.

We don’t yet know what the Hawks will look like in G5, let alone dare to imagine what such Hawks would look like in Salt Lake City.

If the Jazz can successfully bring the game back to Salt Lake City, they still have a glimmer of hope.

— “Slam”.

Roger scored 27 points with only a 40% shooting rate, but what is more frightening is that even so, he still remained the most stable scorer for the Hawks.

Of course, the Jazz’s offense wasn’t good either.

However, it can be said for certain that G5 will still be a great battle, with both teams feeling they still have a chance to finish off their opponent.

— “The New York Times”.

In any case, Roger had proved that Shaq was indeed a waste of space.

A very space-consuming, very much pooping kind of waste of space.

However, proving Shaq a waste was not Roger’s ultimate goal.

Can this so-called personal dynasty really be achieved?

— “Los Angeles Times”.

A gaoler once told me that 80% of the people in jail were actually first-timers.

Maybe it was just one bad night, the wrong way to drive, a couple too many drinks, a fight that should have never happened or something similar, that landed them in jail, without a chance of repentance.

Unfortunately, Jeff Hornacek had just experienced such a regrettable, irrevocable bad night.

Hopefully, his beloved daughter can properly comfort this poor father.

— “Salt Lake City Forum News”.

The entire Atlanta, the whole team, all those Hawks fans who had eagerly followed us for decades, I lead you forward!

I swear, I will continue to lead us forward.

Win or lose, I will take on all the questions and the responsibility.

But remember, no matter what, I will lead you forward!

— Roger told “Sports Illustrated” in an exclusive locker room interview after G4.