The drink did not hit the Wolf King, but hit the technical stage, and the spilled liquid splashed onto the Wolf King's naked, dark back.
Flip Saunders was not spared either. He and the Wolf King immediately turned and looked towards the Pistons auditorium.
On the second floor of the stands was a white Pistons fan wearing Ben's No. 3 jersey. He was fat, his arms were covered with tattoos, and a large gold chain as thick as his thumb hung around his neck.
With almost no evasion, the arrogant white fan stood up from his seat, twisted his waist, and raised his finger at the Wolf King on the sidelines with a contemptuous provocation.
Can the Wolf King bear this? Pointing at the white fan on the second floor of the stands, he started talking rubbish and calling him the "Wolf King" was a professional.
At the same time, the Wolf King and Phillip Sanders also shouted to call security, and quickly dragged this unruly and incompetent fan out and beheaded him.
As for Artest, he rushed directly to the stands and beat the fans with a combination of punches?
Sorry, it seems you overestimated Kevin Garnett.
Lin Fei breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had no need to worry anymore.
However, in the next second, another Coke bottle was thrown onto the court and hit the "Madman" at his feet.
"boom!"
This was good, but the "madman" Sprewell next to Lin Fei was completely angry. Regardless of the pain in his knees, he gritted his teeth and looked ferocious, striding towards the audience.
"Fuck you, I'll fuck you to death!"
Almost without any hesitation, Lin Fei rushed up and hugged Sprewell who was about to jump into the audience.
But Lin Fei was not very heavy, so he was dragged two meters by the crazy Sprewell and reached the VIP seat in the front row.
Most of the Pistons fans in the front row were very well-educated and were shocked by the "Madman" display.
"Don't stop me, this damn Pistons fan, I'll kill him!"
Wolf King, Cassel and Szebiak also rushed to stop the "Madman". Everyone knew that this guy had choked head coach PJ Carlesimo back then.
If he were allowed to rush into the stands like this, wouldn't that white Pistons fan be strangled to death?
Although his combat effectiveness is not as good as Artest's, his methods are more ruthless than Artest's, and he can directly eliminate the root of the enemy.
"Madman" was hugged by several teammates. He jumped up with his feet and put them on the commentary table. Then he kicked Charles Barkley directly in the face with an impartial kick.
"boom!"
Kenny Smith dodged first, but "Flying Pig" Barkley's face instantly changed.
"What the hell are you doing to kick me?"
Buckley's fat body quickly jumped aside. His suit and ties and paunch seriously affected his physical agility and combat effectiveness.
Knowing that the "madman" was not directed at him, Buckley did not take his anger out on Sprewell.
If it were placed in the player's peak period, even O'Neal could beat the "flying pig" to the ground, so high or low that the "madman" would be sent to the ICU.
Faced with the "Madman"'s obvious move to rush into the stands to hit the fans, the notorious Pistons fans in the audience immediately became angry, and a steady stream of Coke bottles, chips and garbage were thrown down from the audience.
Sprewell quickly calmed down and, together with the Wolf King, returned to the visiting team's locker room under the escort of several assistant coaches and team doctors.
When the Wolf King walked to the player tunnel, a Coke bottle hit him directly on the head. He endured his anger and did not make a move.
"Swish swish!"
A large number of Pistons home security personnel quickly rushed into the stadium.
Several security guards with batons also found the white fan who threw the drink first in the aisle of the second-floor stand and forcibly removed him from the field.
The situation in the auditorium was quickly brought under control, and several cleaners quickly cleaned up the garbage on the court and wiped the court floor.
Several team doctors came on stage to stop the bleeding and perform physical examinations on the injured players, but found that only the commentator, Charles Barkley, had blood on his face.
Kenny Smith shook his head and sighed: "Sprewell's bad temper cannot be changed!"
At the same time, he covered his mouth and cursed in a low voice: "This group of unqualified Pistons fans are even more outrageous. They are a disgrace to Americans!"
The three referees were still watching the entire conflict in front of the technical stage, preparing to make the most fair penalty.
The game was probably suspended for at least 15 minutes due to a huge unexpected conflict.
This side of heaven.
As early as when a fan threw a drink bottle on the technical stage, the live broadcast screen was immediately switched and replaced by five sets of temporary advertisements.
Director Zhang in the live broadcast room suddenly frowned and was extremely worried:
"Oh, this conflict happened too suddenly. Sprewell's knee was probably hit hard by Big Ben!"
"In addition, there is an obvious physical conflict between Ben and Garnett, and it is very likely that both of them will be expelled!"
Host Yu Jia quickly asked:
"Coach Zhang, if the Pistons lose Ben Wallace and the Timberwolves lose Garnett and Sprewell, which side will benefit?"
Director Zhang shook his head and said: "This is obvious. The home team will definitely benefit more, and it is likely to complete the comeback!"
"Without their big head, the Pistons only lost one of their main players, and they were only the core of defense, averaging less than 10 points per game on the offensive end!"
"But if the Timberwolves lose Garnett and Sprewell at the same time, these are the first and second core of the team!"
"One averages 24+14+5 per game, and the other averages 20+5+4 per game. Moreover, Garnett is still the defensive core of the Timberwolves, and Sprewell is the defensive gate on the outside!"
"Without Garnett, Rasheed Wallace will inevitably explode. Without Sprewell, no one in the Timberwolves can guard Billups!"
Director Zhang's analysis is very pertinent. Any fool knows that by exchanging a big deal for the Wolf King and "Madman", the Pistons are obviously making a profit.
It is not unreasonable to say that the wave conflict was premeditated by the Pistons.
However, Yu Jia looked at the problem from another angle at this time and said excitedly:
"Coach Zhang, what we are saying is that without Ben, the Pistons' five-tiger defense has lost the most important part of its unlimited defense. Ben's role on the defensive end is obviously more important than Rashid!"
"In that case, does Lin Fei have the opportunity to carry the team's offensive banner and help the team defend this victory in Tianwangshan without Garnett and Sprewell?"
Yu Jia's words made Director Zhang's eyes light up, he patted his thigh and said excitedly:
"Don't tell me, it's really fun!"
"But having said that, the Pistons' home fans are really unqualified!"
Fans from all over China watching the live broadcast were also excited by the sudden conflict and the commercial break:
"Nima, what is Big Ben Niu doing? Do you really think you are invincible in a fight? Let him come to Tieling, and I will meet him in the octagonal cage!"
"Is the Wolf King so cowardly? People have torn your jersey to pieces, and you still keep fighting and retreat without daring to fight back?"
"Basketball games are not a place for people to brawl. I think Garnett did the right thing. If he didn't punch, he would be expelled. If he punched, he would probably be suspended at the end of the game!"
"Ben Wallace obviously deliberately provoked the Wolf King. Both of them were fined for this exchange. It is obviously beneficial to the Pistons!"
"I feel that the Timberwolves may not suffer a loss. If Ben is sent off, won't Lin Fei's opportunity come?"
"Holy shit, my situation opened up instantly. Brother Fei is going to explode in the final quarter tonight!"
"Brothers, I'm in Detroit. The live broadcast of the game you are watching is half an hour late. The game here is over. Fei Ge made 9 three-pointers tonight, made 4 of 4 free throws, and scored 31 points to lead the team to win Tianwang Mountain. !”
New York.
Olympic Building, NBA headquarters.
In the president's office.
"boom!"
David Stern slapped his big hand on the desk angrily, with murderous intent under his kind face:
"It's too much. Pistons fans are too damn too much!"
"This is the NBA Finals, what? Do these gangsters still want to beat the visiting team's players at home?"
After watching the live conflict for the first time and the slow-speed replay video sent by the NBA referee team from the Internet, David Stern became furious.
Adam Joke, who was standing next to him, was submissive and bent over like a slave.
"Adam, call the Pistons' home court quickly. We must increase security and severely punish the fans who cause trouble!"
"As for the Pistons fan who initially threw drinks and danced on his seat to provoke the Timberwolves players, I must conduct a detailed investigation and ban him from entering NBA arenas to watch games for life!"
Miami.
Hilton Marina Hotel.
The TV in the deluxe room is playing the Battle of Tianwangshan in the NBA Finals.
Half-reclining on the sofa watching the game, holding whiskey in hand, accompanied by five or six sexy beauties, three big black men wearing white bath towels,
It was Indiana Pacers players Ron Artest and Jermaine O'Neal, as well as Miami Heat's Lamar Odom.
The Pacers' journey this season ended in the Eastern Conference Finals, and the team that eliminated them was the all-powerful Detroit Pistons.
Artest and O'Brien started the offseason going home to fish. Odom, who played for the Heat, was born in Queens, New York, and the two played together in Rucker Park in high school.
This time Artest and O'Brien came to Miami for vacation, and naturally Odom was the host.
The three of them saw conflicts break out during the game, and when Pistons home fans threw bottles on the court,
Artest was the first to lose his composure. He suffered a lot of losses under the basket in the Eastern Conference Finals.
"Fuck you, the Pistons home fans are really idiots, and Kevin is really a coward. If someone dares to throw a bottle at me, I will rush up and blow his head off!"
O'Neal Jr. also gritted his teeth. The Pacers and Pistons have already forged a deep hatred:
"Artest, you blow his head off, I'll kick his crotch to pieces!"
Odom smiled and said: "If you really dare to beat up the fans, you will really be famous all over the world!"
"But this idiot fan is really hateful. I really want to taste his wife!"
As Odom spoke, his big hand reached out to a sexy bartender beside him, and what followed was an indescribable and graceful symphony...
Look back to the Palace of Auburn Hills.
Because there were many fans in the audience looking for trouble, it was troublesome to deal with. The game was interrupted for more than 20 minutes.
The Pistons home court added hundreds of professional security guards, and the local Detroit Police Department also dispatched a team to quickly maintain order at the scene.
In a luxurious box on the roof of the museum,
Pistons owner William Belsey, who is in his 70s, was furious. He did not expect that the fans at his home stadium would do such an incompetent thing, which was an embarrassment to Detroiters.
Although like Timberwolves owner Glen Taylor, he is extremely looking forward to the Pistons finally winning the O'Brien Cup this season.
But as an old-school businessman with professional ethics and ethics, William Belsey values the reputation of the Pistons' home arena more.
These fans insulted away players on a large scale and threw rubbish and Coke bottles, which has touched the bottom line of Berset's boss.
"After this game, you must find out every fan who throws garbage on the court. From now on, my tickets to the Pistons home games will be worth the money of these people!"
General manager Joe Dumas also felt ashamed of the behavior of the home fans, shook his head and sighed:
"The behavior of these fans is like the city of Detroit. In the process of trying to fight against fate, they have completely lost their dignity and bottom line!"
After a long discussion on the court, the referee finally announced the final penalty:
"For the Pistons, Ben Wallace was ejected and Rasheed Wallace received a technical foul!"
"For the Timberwolves, Kevin Garnett and Latrell Sprewell were ejected, and Olowokandi received a technical foul!"
The fans at the Pistons' home court cheered with gloating, exchanging a huge sum for the Timberwolves' two all-stars, the Wolf King and the "Madman". This conflict was really worth it.
Seeing the 12-point difference on the scoreboard, Pistons fans instantly felt that a big reversal was coming.
Flip Saunders, who was standing on the sidelines of the Timberwolves, frowned. The two core players were expelled. How can the game continue?
Turning his head to look at Lin Fei and Cassell in front of the bench, Flip Saunders knew that this was the Timberwolves' last hope tonight.
"Lin, Sam, next you partner up in the backcourt. Trenton Hassell mentioned the small forward to go up to face Prince, Szebiak went to the power forward to defend Rasheed, Olowokan Dee guards the restricted area!”
"Next, we will play one senior and four juniors, speed up the offensive rhythm, and give it a try for the last time!"
“The advantage of this game tonight was established by Kevin and Latrell, let’s work hard to hold on to this victory!”
"I believe you all feel that the Pistons' home fans are too noisy?"
"Then use your next performance on the court to make these unqualified fans shut their mouths completely!"
Lin Fei and Cassell looked at each other and saw burning fighting spirit and unyielding faith in each other's eyes.
Without Ben Wallace's Pistons Five Tigers, Lin Fei and Cassel had already deduced the next tactical cooperation in a tacit psychological understanding.
After the timeout, players from both teams returned to the court.
The noisy and chaotic cheers and screams of the home Pistons fans reached the roof of the stadium.
"Reversal, reversal, reversal..."
"Destroy the Timberwolves, cowards don't deserve a championship!"
When the Timberwolves suddenly lacked the two main players of the Wolf King and "Madman", Flip Saunders took the risk to sacrifice one big and four small:
Point Guard (PG): Sam Cassel,
Shooting guard (SG): Lin Fei,
Small Forward (SF): Trenton Hassell,
Power forward (PF): Wally Szczerbiak,
Center (C): Olowokandi.
The five players on the Detroit Pistons side are:
Point Guard (PG): Chauncey Billups,
Shooting Guard (SG): Richard Hamilton,
Small Forward (SF): Tayshaun Prince,
Power forward (PF): Rasheed Wallace,
Center (C): Memet Okur.
Billups took the first step to the free throw line and executed Olowokandi's technical foul free throw.
"Uh-huh!"
Immediately afterwards, Lin Fei went to the free throw line and executed Rasheed Wallace's technical foul free throws and the two shooting foul free throws of the "Madman" who was sent off.
"Uh-huh!"
"Uh-huh!"
"Uh-huh!"
Lin Fei, who has 99 free throw attributes, was calm and composed, and made all three free throws amidst the roar of the Pistons fans at home.
Timberwolves (76): (62) Pistons.
After Lin Fei netted two free throws, the Timberwolves' lead reached 14 points.
Pistons offense.
Without the guard of the Wolf King, it was difficult for the under-height Szebiak to withstand Rasheed Wallace's shot. The latter turned over from behind and made a straight-arm jumper, and the basketball hit the net.
"Uh-huh!"
The fans at the Pistons' home court cheered loudly and continued to shout "Reversal, reversal..."
ball possession transition,
Olowokandi stepped up to cover at the top of the arc, and Lin Fei accelerated from the left outside line and rushed straight to a 45-degree angle on the right. With the help of Olowokandi's huge tonnage, he managed to get away from Hamilton by a little distance.
But when Memit Okuti came up, he didn't care about Olowokandi at all, because this guy, unlike the Wolf King, had no mid-to-long-range threat at all.
Therefore, Okur followed up Lin Fei who was using the screen first, preventing the opponent from catching the ball immediately.
However, Lin Fei had already anticipated this. The moment Oku came up to guard in advance, he quickly turned over and took three steps back with his speed advantage.
"Whoosh!"
In the blink of an eye, Lin Fei was already three meters away from the left three-point line and more than 10 meters away from the basket.
The center of Oku is too high and the pace is slow. I tried to keep up, but the rhythm was a whole beat slower.
Hamilton had quick eyesight and quick hands. After bypassing Olowokandi, he immediately rushed towards Lin Fei.
He knew that Lin Fei was fully capable of catching the ball and shooting at this position, and his shooting percentage was frighteningly high.
However, at this critical moment, Cassel used a beautiful crossover from the high post on the right side to dodge Billups, but did not take the risk of passing the ball to Lin Fei on the outside.
Instead, he led the pass with a light high throw and sent the basketball into the Pistons' penalty area.
"Whoosh!"
Olowokandi, who was completely left open at the top of the arc, finally got a golden opportunity. He strode into the penalty area, received Cassel's pass, and leaped up to hit a powerful shark dunk.
"Boom!"
(End of chapter)
