At this time, Gao Yuanyuan took off again and pointed to the basketball with an absolute height advantage, making Joel Anthony return empty-handed.

Finally, Aldridge got the rebound and then dunked directly at the basket. The Pacers scored, leaving only the embarrassed Bosh and Anthony, all in a mess.

In one round, Wayne didn't know how many rebounds Aldridge and Hibert snatched.

And this round is just a microcosm of the Heat's inside encounter in this round of the series.

In addition, the Pacers have also achieved the ultimate defensive end.

This season's regular season, the Pacers themselves are the top five teams in the league's defense.

Vogel built the Pacers into a team that assisted and defended in one-on-one team, including Holiday, Roy, Granger, Aldridge and Hibert, with no obvious defensive weaknesses in the starting lineup.

But the most important thing is Hibert. The Pacers are playing in the defense around Hibert, successfully limiting the lethality of the Heat's breakthrough through the box.

Wayne had seen this before, so Mousse is still struggling today.

After 11 years, he did not have enough weapons to deal with such defense.

Today, even in the G7 at the moment of life and death, James played a terrible game.

Wade felt as if he had returned to 2006, and he had to carry the team to charge again and again.

On the offensive end, the Pacers are very balanced and everyone has firepower.

Holiday can beat Bibby, and Roy is the second-place defender in the East after Wade. Although Roy does not have an advantage in this direct conversation, Roy wins in a stable enough way.

Granger is versatile in offense, Aldridge's mid-range shot seems to be perfect, Hibert can shoot mid-range shots, and occasionally hook up at the basket.

The Heat have no advantage in almost all aspects, and their only advantage is that they have superstars in the formation.

After the half, the Heat were 6 points behind, and the scene was very embarrassing.

James is still sleepwalking, and my emperor will have a disaster for 11 years.

Of course, despite this, Wayne feels that the Heat still has a chance.

Just 6 points, it's not a fatal gap.

But Wayne never expected that the Heat suddenly collapsed in the second half.

That’s right, the three elite players in the 2003rd class were in full swing last summer and the three giants that were live-streaming transfers across the United States.

The second half was like a tight string, collapsed.

The Heat for 11 years is a team with superstars, but not a perfect team.

The inside line is weak and the defense is poor, and he relies on two-star part-time job to grab the board.

Offense relies on singles and breakthroughs, with almost no three-pointers.

Spoelstra's command was also lacking. There was a Bibi who was at the air level in the starting lineup. He didn't kick Bibi out of the rotation until today's seventh game.

But Wayne doesn't think these are the most important reasons for the Heat's collapse in the second half.

The most important reason is that Wayne felt that Mousse and the others were no longer completely on the game.

On the Pacers, they worked together and the whole team worked hard, just to be able to re-start on the finals in 6 years.

As for the Heat, the only ones who really have fighting spirit in the second half are Wade and Haslem, the two old champions in 2006.

Wayne didn't know what happened to the Heat, they must have had something wrong.

What is James thinking?

As the pride of heaven, this round of series was so bad that it was at a loss. Even if it won, it would win with Wade's thigh.

He wants to become the best in history and the strongest in active service.

What about now? How did it become like this?

No matter what he was thinking, he wasn't thinking about how to win anyway.

They were like toys that suddenly had power outages, and they stopped moving if they couldn't speak.

Wade is fucked, Zhan Zhan, Abo, don’t rush to get off the line! Let’s go to another group!

When Vogel saw that his mother's Heat account was disconnected, he waved his hand: "Everyone is bayonet for me to keep Mousse alive!"

Then, the game turned into a massacre.

The Pacers are getting braver the more they fight. After giving up resistance, the Heat's inside line basically opens its doors.

"Damn it, don't." Wayne was stunned. If you don't go online again, you won't be able to play in the finals!

My wool!

No!!!

The Pacers gradually widened the gap, and the attacking wave was more fierce than the other.

When the game ended two minutes and the Heat were still 19 points behind, even Wade gave up.

Wayne swallowed, although he knew that the Pacers might win, but when they really overturned the Big Three...

Wayne's cell phone vibrated at this time. Wayne hurriedly took it out and saw that it was a text message sent by Bird.

"Wayne, are you ready to compete for second place?"

Through the screen, Wayne seemed to be able to see Bird's hang-haired expression holding a cigar.

Is it installed?

“Beep~~~”

The huge beeping made Wayne's thoughts go back to the TV.

Wayne heard the familiar voice and heard Reggie Miller's shout: "Success, success! Indiana Pacers have crossed the dazzling Miami Heat! We are going to the finals, and we may be able to create another fairy tale!"

The camera was given to Granger again. The all-around forward shouted the Pacers' current slogan to fans all over the world: "Blue-collar sweat, as precious as gold! We win this mother-fvcking game!"

Stern: 5000 yuan X1.

This determined, tough, balanced Pacers won the Eastern Championship trophy in Wayne's astonished gaze!

It has been 5 years since Wayne left the Pacers.

This team has reached the top again!

Wayne swallowed and waited for a long time. Mousse, you fucked the pigeon.

But Wayne quickly recovered his composure and replied to Big Beepbird.

"Without me, you can't write fairy tales!"

Cornfield, rose garden.

How wonderful fate is.
Chapter completed!