Without hesitation! Referee: Tim Hardaway was awarded to a man who hit the ball!
Even if you didn’t bump into Kurt Thomas, the referee still wants this sentence.
Strength! I am Head & Shoulders! ! !
Ouch!
Get up, Kurt. Thomas is still moaning.
"all right! Don’t install it! " Ewing aside can’t see the novel way
"I didn’t pretend that I didn’t know which fan kicked me to death just now!" Kurt Thomas rubbed his belly and said
Ewing; ……
Kevin; ……
Serve you right!
Kurt Thomas rubbed his belly and made two free throws.
Tim Hardaway didn’t dare to mess around this time. Just now, Pat Riley almost ran the basket and kicked him in the face.
"I didn’t expect you to be a man show!" Tim Hardaway looked at Kevin’s face and said, You can’t resist it.
"No!" ?
"It’s particularly coquettish!" Kevin definitely said.
FUCK！ Tim Hardaway vomited blood with anger, which was almost shameless!
Jamal Marsh dumped Lewis Hardaway in a row and didn’t hesitate to give the ball to Jamal Marsh Marsh to hit the board.
Hum!
Hum one! Hardaway went back to defend.
Hmm?
What are you happy about! Old people! Kevin sighed
"Little one! How long can my physical strength support me! "
"13 minutes and 11 seconds!"
Oh! Enough rest!
Kevin never dared to work too hard, afraid that something would happen if he was short of physical strength in the end. In fact, Hardaway’s physical strength was not much better than Kevin’s, and he didn’t dare to do any more physical injuries and many difficult changes.
Looking at the defense directly, Tim Hardaway, Kevin directly accelerated and rushed to the line. Tim Hardaway quickly followed.
Kevin suddenly turned to Tim Hardaway with a twist of his knee, but before Tim Hardaway could jump back with Kevin.
Basketball hitting the board into the box
After landing, Kevin ran back without looking at Tim Hardaway.
Psst!
Hardaway, cover your knees!
"It’s okay! Tim! " Mourning saw something was wrong with Hardaway and ran over and asked
"Nothing!" Force bit the cheek to help Hardaway say with a smile
Watching Hardaway Kevin frown, clutching his knees.
"Little one! Look at Tim Hardaway’s knee! "
"The knee is damaged by 66%" … I see!
Watch as you keep coming with the ball, Tim Hardaway.
"Tim, your knee has been badly damaged …" Kevin couldn’t help saying.
"Shut up! It’s not your turn to talk. You should be careful not to be blown up by me. "Tim Hardaway smiled defiantly.
"good!" It’s hard to say anything when I see Tim Hardaway holding on to Kevin
Hum!
Constantly boasting that basketball is like an obedient child jumping happily in Tim Hardaway’s legs. Kevin is tightly in front of Tim Hardaway and stays in the defensive position.
When I came, I saw Hardaway’s left shoulder flash. Hardaway started Kevin’s first move, but Kevin knew that Hardaway must have a later move. Sure enough, Hardaway suddenly moved to the right.
Hum!
Kevin pedaled to change direction again and followed Hardaway to stop him from drifting to the right, but Hardaway didn’t break through. When Kevin came to his face again, Hardaway yelled and pulled back the basketball and jumped backwards.
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I can’t help it!
Kevin almost twisted his legs together.
Hardaway threw a jumper.
Got it!
Kevin knew the ball must be there when he saw Hardaway’s standard posture.