C1245 Give Iron Blood Butler
In the air, DeRozan took a deep breath. He stared at the basket in front of him and attacked decisively.1
Buzz...
The basketball flew into the air, and the whistling sound of the end of the match rang out. Nearly twenty thousand spectators stood up, put their palms together, and did not even dare to breathe. They stared fixedly at the trajectory of the basketball.
Shua...
After a long wait, the basketball finally found its destination and fell into the net.
Three points!
111: 110. The Spurs relied on DeRozan's three points in the last minute to finally win and win the game!
They changed the score of the series matches to three to two and got two points first.
The smiles on the faces of the Rocket Team members instantly disappeared, and they covered their faces in disbelief. They were unwilling to accept such an outcome. After all, just before the pause, they even thought that the outcome of the match had been decided, and they were even beginning to prepare to celebrate.
However, after the pause, after 1.2 seconds, the situation was completely changed. From being two points ahead to being one point behind and losing the match, it only took 1.2 seconds.
And this 1.2 seconds also made them fall from heaven to hell.
How could this be?!
The Rocket Team members lowered their heads in dejection, and Big Beardy's eyes turned red. He was unwilling to accept this result.
Young Master Wei silently walked down the stage and covered his face with a towel so that no one could see his sad expression.
Saint Antonio's football stadium was in an uproar. The sound waves were higher and higher, and it was a sea of celebration.
Popovich's hand, which was holding the tactical board, trembled slightly. After becoming the backboard twice, the Goddess of Luck had finally blessed them with a performance of nine points in a minute. Perhaps it was not as heaven defying as Maddie's 35 seconds and 13 minutes. But for them, these nine points... This wonderful scene would forever be recorded in the team history.
De Anthony crossed his arms in front of his chest. His eyes were a little dull. He sat in the resting area and could not calm down for a long time.
The Rocket members packed their things and turned to leave. They wanted to return to Houston and prepare for the sixth match. If they lost again, they could only say goodbye to this season and come back next year.
In the east, Celtics, who had already gotten the three-to-one competition point, was fiercely countered by Ferocious Dragon.
However, in the face of the young commander adapting to the situation in time, Fierce Dragon ultimately fell and was taken away by the four-to-one team, becoming the second team to enter the division finals.
The match between Milwaukee Bucks and Ferocious Fire had reached its climax. The players from both sides were in their best condition. Butler was even using his iron blood to defend his toughness.
In a fight, the corner of his left eye was directly smashed open and blood flowed out. The match even paused for a moment.
Without Butler, Hot Fire instantly fell into a passive state, and the score was pulled back.
Just as the hot fans were anxiously catching up to the hot pot, the leader Butler's figure once again appeared on the court. His left eye was wrapped in gauze, and he once again returned to the court.
Although the injury affected Butler's shot, it did not change his attitude.
The members of the Heat were influenced by Butler's fighting spirit. They took out their best forms and threw themselves into the game.
The Milwaukee Bucks team instantly felt a huge pressure from the attack. For a long time, the attack stopped, and there was a two-and-a-half minute vacuum.
The Heat team took advantage of this opportunity to counterattack, and they reversed the score in one go.
Until the end of the match, the Milwaukee Bucks team did not manage to catch up to the score. They helplessly swallowed the bitter fruit of their failure, and the Heat was the first to get the point.
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