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Chapter 122 The name of training is called will

Chapter 122 The name of training is will

Author: Autumn Leaves Orange

Chapter 122 The name of training is will

Later, Steve Kerr, who had become the championship coach of Golden State, once said this when describing this incident.

"Today, the league will no longer take risks like that. I can guarantee that if it were Curry or Klay, or even other superstars in the league, it would be unimaginable, and we would not be able to deal with it like (dealing with Jordan).

"

The implication is that what Jordan did back then is simply unimaginable in this day and age.

Just like a certain FMVP, he only played 189 games in four years, how can he be worthy of the title of "Modern Jordan"? (Speaking of this, when the Raptors won the championship, I no longer played the strongest NBA, but rushed

With the title of contemporary Jordan, I decisively pulled him out, and now I look back, fuck, two thousand oceans were wasted)

Back to the subject, back to Li Ran, in his disbelieving eyes, in order to prove that he could still play, Jordan even came to the sidelines where he was doing shooting training with a hanging bottle, and asked Pippen to hold an IV bottle for him.

Then he picked up the basketball and threw it seemingly easily.

Although it looks easy, Li Ran, who has basically experienced it himself, knows that this shooting action has almost exhausted all Jordan's energy.

After taking action, a feeling of exhaustion came over him. Li Ran felt that his eyes were turning black and he might faint at any time.

But the ball still hit the net empty.

The old KFC man with a solemn face on the sidelines quickly asked someone to help Jordan to rest on the sidelines.

If it were a regular season game, Phil Jackson would definitely send Jordan to the hospital without hesitation and let him play until he recovered.

However, tonight's game is the battle of Tianwang Mountain in the finals.

In the first two games, Utah Shuangsha and Jordan tied 2-2.

Whoever can win tonight's game will get the match point and gain an absolute advantage in the finals.

Without Jordan, the Bulls basically gave up the victory in this game to the other side.

Not only could he not accept this result, but even the arrogant Jordan would not accept it.

"See? I'm fine."

Jordan squeezed out a smile on his pale face, spread his big hands and said to Phil Jackson.

It is a forty-five-kilometer journey from Park City to Salt Lake City.

Jordan lay on the bus seat and almost fell asleep for the entire journey.

Li Ran could feel the discomfort, nausea, and weakness caused by food poisoning all the time in Jordan's body.

Thinking of the crazy moves Jordan was going to do tonight, Li Ran had only one thought.

How did he do it?

Does he really regard the pain caused by this disease as nothing?

Arriving at the Energy Solution Arena, Bulls players and staff surrounded Jordan, with Pippen supporting him as he walked to the locker room.

The team doctor was communicating quietly with Phil Jackson at this time.

"Phil, we can't take the risk of letting Michael play. He could really die on the field."

Phil Jackson frowned and remained silent.

When the team doctor wanted to speak again, a deep and hoarse voice came from the side: "If I were asked to choose a way to die, I would choose to die on the court instead of watching the team fail off the court."

This sentence directly blocked the team doctor's mouth.

He looked at Jordan with his head lowered in disbelief, almost being dragged forward by Pippen, and could no longer say anything about not letting Jordan play.

In the locker room, Jordan had changed his jersey and was sitting on the bench, lowering his head to tie his shoelaces.

His back was turned to everyone, but Li Ran could see clearly.

Those big hands that could do anything on the court were trembling slightly, and it took several times longer than usual to sort out the shoelaces.

Li Ran gradually got used to it. He silently watched Jordan prepare for the game, and he seemed to have a clear understanding in his heart.

Why did the system suddenly send him to this game? Why did the system let him experience everything that Jordan experienced?

The name of this training is will.

After finishing, Jordan stood up, looking no different from usual.

Walking out of the tunnel, Jordan faced the boos from the sky with no expression on his face.

The reason why the Jazz's home stadium has become a famous devil's home stadium in the entire NBA is not only because of its geographical advantages brought by its high altitude, but also because of its fanatical fans who believe in Mormonism.

But as if Jordan couldn't hear the deafening curses and boos at all, he walked onto the court and started to warm up.

He just threw a few random shots and returned to the bench.

Sitting on a chair, Jordan casually pulled out a towel and put it on his head, as if he was closing his eyes and relaxing, waiting for the battle to begin.

But only Li Ran knew that Jordan put the towel on his head just to cover up his sweating.

He didn't want anyone to see his weakness and powerlessness at this time.

Li Ran's consciousness allowed him to clearly see everything on the sidelines.

On the other side, Stockton stood next to Malone with a faint smile on his face, looking towards Jordan while whispering something to Malone.

Ma Long had his hands on his hips, his thick elbows extremely conspicuous, and an unabashedly proud smile on his face.

The game started soon, and Li Ran carefully observed and experienced Jordan's every move. Observing the basketball god playing at the peak of his game from this angle was a rare opportunity for Li Ran.

Although Jordan is still very weak now, the strength that comes from nowhere supports Jordan to run and jump on the court as usual.

In the first quarter of the game, the Bulls performed extremely poorly.

In this era, defense is still the main theme of the game.

But the Bulls allowed the Jazz to score 29 points in a single quarter.

And they themselves only scored a measly 16 points.

A 13-point difference, in other games, would almost be a death sentence for the trailing team.

The Jazz fans on the sidelines were already cheering, as if their team had won this game or even the entire series.

Jordan also struggled in the first quarter. His breakthrough was weak, his post-up play was disorganized, and his shooting was off target.

Everything is going in the most unfavorable direction for the Bulls.

During the break, Jordan didn't listen to what Phil Jackson was doing. He just drank water subconsciously.

Li Ran noticed that what Jordan drank was not Gatorade. The bottle in his hand did not have any manufacturer's logo, but a white label with a line of handwriting written on it.

Micheal’s Secret Stuff

This is a sports drink specially prepared for Jordan by his nutritionist.

During the short break between sessions, Jordan drank more than one bottle of this drink, then supported his knees and stood up vigorously.

He raised his head and glanced at the scoreboard above his head, his eyes as sharp as knives!

No one should think that...such content is too low in word count~
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