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394: Give you a chance, you are useless! (Begging for the moon(3/3)

I'll blow up some yarn when it's reasonable.

Only after you have entered, you will remember to take measures and be useless.

After Xiao Siding turned over Horry, he directly scored with one hand and scored, officially widening the gap to 11 points!

After scoring the goal, Xiao Si looked at Horry lying on the ground and reached out to him friendly, as if he was about to pull him up.

As a result, just as Horry was about to grab Xiao Si's hand, Xiao Si shrank his hand back and turned around and left!

Pull you? You are afraid you are thinking about nothing!

I'm teasing the dog!

If you play me, I have to play you once.

Xiao Si's actions attracted cheers from the audience. Now the Spurs and the Suns are unquestionable mortal enemies, so the more Xiao Si beat the Spurs, the louder the cheers he received.

There is 11 points and the game time is less than 2 minutes left.

The San Antonio Spurs were forced into a desperate situation!

After that, the Spurs launched a fierce counterattack.

Ginobili's various fairy balls flew into it, and Duncan also fought with one or two at the basket.

The Spurs have indeed had a very strong firepower during this period, and the Suns have also scored and cut off the scores under the Spurs' full defense.

Facts have proved that without a superstar like Li Ang who is good at attacking difficulties, it is indeed quite uncomfortable at critical moments.

Fortunately, time is not with the Spurs.

The game time ends before the Spurs completely clears the gap.

101 to 96, the Suns defended their victory with a 5-point advantage at home!

The total score is 1-0, and the Suns seize the lead in the Western Conference Finals!

At the moment the game ended, everyone in the Suns rushed into the player channel.

They can't wait to share this joy with Li Ang.

On the court, only the Spurs players who looked at each other and Popovich who was almost angry to death were left behind.

With Li Ang missing the game, the Spurs actually lost.

Popovich couldn't accept this fact.

He was hit hard.

This is like Sister Li’s husband next door is on a business trip. She also took the initiative to tell you that she bought a pair of new hey silk and invited you to her house for dinner.

As a result, you will be useless if you give you a chance! Sister Li can only comfort her: "Maybe you are too nervous."

Whoever meets this can't curse?

Popovich felt this way now. He finally waited until Li Ang was not at home, but he still didn't win.

At this time, the Spurs' chief team doctor hurriedly walked onto the field and walked to Popovich.

From his anxious expression, Popovich is not difficult to guess that there must be something more worrying than losing.

"Is it about Bruce?" Popovich asked the team doctor.

"Yes, it's Bruce."

"How far is he going to be in a concussion? When will he be able to play?"

“No Pop, you may not have figured out the situation.

Bruce is not a simple concussion, he said, "the team doctor paused.

"Tell me, I can stand it!"

"Bruce's face was beaten about one centimeter from his skull, and his face was beaten awkwardly.

Also, he had multiple fractures on his face, including his skull. So, we can be sure that cerebrospinal fluid even flowed into Bruce's mouth!

He should have tasted the taste of his brain when he was unconscious! To put it simply, his brain was fucked out!

Let's put it this way, Bruce's head is now a shattered egg shell.

He is not a concussion problem, and whether he can continue playing ball in the future will have to be questioned."

After the team doctor finished speaking, Popovich smiled and fainted again.
Chapter completed!
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