Champion Creed
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)_3 “A stabilizing score!

Roger tells the whole of Atlanta with a beautiful one-on-two that your savior is still here!”

After the basket, Roger claps his hands forcefully, “Tonight, we bury these bastards right here, alongside the Georgia Dome!”

Next season, the Hawks will move to their new home ground, Philips Arena, and this could very well be the Hawks’ last game at the Georgia Dome.

So Roger’s words were very apt, invigorating everyone.

The game continued, and Karl Malone tried to score as much as possible while Pippen was out.

He went straight to the low post, wrestling aggressively with Big Ben.

But with his richer experience, Karl Malone still got the position and successfully received the basketball.

Just as he was about to make a move, a salted egg darted in front of him and unceremoniously smacked down on his forearm.

There was a sharp “smack,” and the referee called a foul on Bowen.

He put on an indifferent face, raised his hands, and Big Ben chuckled, “Feels bad, old dog, Bruce is the most gentlemanly among us.”

Now Malone could confirm that the damn salted egg was deliberately targeting his forearm!

If Big Ben was a berserker, then Bowen was an assassin.

He always manages to hurt you when you least expect it.

Malone snorted, damn it, what kind of people are on this team!

Since the foul count wasn’t reached, the Jazz only got a chance to inbound the ball from the sidelines.

But this sideline pass was intercepted by Stevie Smith, who then, the Atlanta No.

8, dashed down to prepare for a slam.

However, Stockton chased after him, pushed Stevie Smith subtly in midair, making Stevie Smith fall hard to the ground.

The referees whistle blew, and just as Stockton was pretending to be innocent, Kurt Thomas charged at him and sent him flying out of bounds, “Play clean, trash!

Karl was warned before, did you forget to remind yourself!?”

“What are you doing?” Bryon Russell immediately came up to confront Kurt Thomas.

“You know what I’m doing!”

“Break it up!”

“Hey, get your dirty hands off!”

“I’m warning you for the last time, don’t force me to get physical!”

“Bastard, I’m going to teach you a lesson!”

“Bruce, I take one fucking step and you trip me?

I’ll kill you!”

“Huh?

I didn’t do anything.”

The scene was in total chaos, with more and more people getting involved in the conflict.

A few on-duty referees quickly stabilized the situation under the watchful eyes of David Stern, separating the two sides.

John Stockton took quite a hit, and when he fell, he braced himself with his hands, resulting in a twisted ring finger on his right hand.

This reminded Stockton, the Hawks would never be at a disadvantage in such matters!

Don’t think about touching anyone wearing a Hawks jersey!

After the conflict subsided, Stevie Smith stepped up to the free-throw line and made both shots steadily.

This time after making the basket, he didn’t point his fingers towards God to pray but pointed at Roger, “We promised Andy, you’d better keep your word!

Let’s take them down, take them down!”

At that moment, he didn’t need to pray to God.

Because it was Roger who was in control of the game’s outcome!

“Of course, I always keep my word!”

Stevie Smith never imagined that one day he would feel such a strong resonance with Roger, whom he still didn’t like.

After Pippen was penalized, the Hawks’ morale wasn’t affected in the slightest.

Instead, each player erupted with even stronger fighting spirit.

Afterwards, Roger tried to replace Pippen, double-teaming Karl Malone the moment he received the ball.

But Hornacek’s shooting was too good today, taking advantage of the split second Roger double-teamed, he scored two three-pointers.

Counting the one at the start, the lethal 3-point shooter had already hit three long shots today.

“Looks like last time Jeff didn’t fail to make the buzzer-beater, he was just afraid of making his daughter sad.

But today, he can’t worry about his daughter’s feelings!” Marv Albert joked.

Hornacek was too dangerous today; Roger had to stick to him at all times.

So, the task of double-teaming was left to Bowen.

But Bowen wasn’t as fast as Pippen, and he couldn’t handle Malone with fouls every round.

Moreover, today Karl Malone finally found his MVP runner-up touch, frequently making turnaround jump shots over Big Ben.

So, the Jazz gradually closed the gap in score.

But the Hawks never let Jazz overtake them; Karl Malone could only tie the score at best.

Roger, just like the last game, took over all the difficult offensive plays.

Although his touch wasn’t as otherworldly as in Game 2, with various miraculous threes going in at will, he still carried the team to finish the first half with a 1-point lead.

By halftime, Roger had scored 23 points to Karl Malone’s 20, with the Hawks leading 46 to 45.

That’s right, the rest of the Hawks combined only managed to match Roger’s score!

You can’t deny that scoring 30 points in a team averaging 100 points per game is entirely different from scoring 30 in a team averaging 120 points per game.

Fans of the small ball style can tout the shooting ability of modern players all they want, but it can’t cover up this fact.

During halftime, the entire Hawks team returned to the locker room.

Just as they walked into the locker room, they heard a “crackling” sound of something short-circuiting from the treatment room.

Then came a man’s deep roar.

The group hurriedly pushed open the door of the treatment room, fearing someone had an accident.