Time: Last two minutes.

Score: 115 to 116.

The Lakers are 1 point behind.

Almost all of the 20,000 fans at the scene were standing to watch the game.

On the court, the five Lakers players were all fighting hard against the Jazz players on the defensive end.

Even Harrell, a player who is not good at defense, seemed to be fighting for his life at this time, constantly entangled with Gobert.

It's almost a hand-to-hand fight on the inside.

Mitchell got inside and caused Harrell to foul.

He stepped to the free throw line and took two deep breaths.

But this still couldn't calm his heavy breathing.

The defensive intensity provided by the Lakers players was so great that he couldn't bear it.

Under the heavy exertion of physical energy, he only made one of two free throws.

The Lakers trailed by 2 points.

Looking back, the Lakers attack.

Wang Yi is still holding the ball at the top of the key.

Mitchell could no longer guard Wang Yi alone, and he winked at Conley next to him.

The two of them lifted it up at the same time, intending to flank Wang Yi.

Harrell knew that although the offense was handed over to Wang Yi, Wang Yi could not be allowed to attack the Jazz's five players alone.

He was extremely fast. When he reached the line, he spread his legs to cover Wang Yi.

At this time, Mitchell was chasing Wang Yi on the right side of Harrell.

Conley is on the left side of Harrell, blocking Wang Yi's path.

Wang Yi is intercepted in front and pursued by soldiers behind him, with men on his left and right.

But he didn't pass the ball.

It's a behind-the-back dribble.

The ball went from his back directly to Harrell's crotch.

After Harrell's crotch hit the ground, he came behind Harrell.

At the same time, Wang Yi forced his way between Harrell and Conley.

Because the gap was too small, his speed suddenly slowed down.

The ball looks like it's about to lose control.

Gobert, who was on the inside, saw this and his eyes lit up.

Take a step forward and bend down to catch the ball.

But Wang Yi was extremely fast and tapped the ball before Gobert could get it.

The basketball passed through Gobert's crotch and came to the basket.

Wang Yi quickly bypassed Gobert, got the ball, and made a light rebound shot.

The ball goes in!

117 to 117.

The Lakers tie!

Although this goal looks stumbling, it is more exciting than the previous two breakthroughs.

First it passed through Harrell's crotch, and then passed through the tall Gobert's crotch.

The Lakers players were in disbelief.

"This guy……"

“It’s incredible!”

Most of the 20,000 Jazz fans at home lost their voices after the goal was scored.

The Lakers players finally feel like they can breathe again.

At this time, there was only the last minute and a half left in the game.

The Jazz head coach quickly used up the last timeout.

He was already a little angry at this time:

"Double-team, double-team, double-team! As long as he gets the ball past the center line, double-team me! I can't let him break through again."

"Gobert, you are a two-time Defensive Player of the Year, tell me you can guard him!"

Gobert was teased by the guy three times in a row, and he was feeling a little depressed at this time.

"I can do it, coach."

Although his answer was loud, it seemed to lack a little confidence.

In fact, Gobert was also feeling miserable.

That guy was full of fake moves and couldn't cover him at all.

Moreover, the game has been going on for a while now. He was obviously exhausted before, so why did he suddenly come back to life with full health?

This is unscientific.

On the Lakers side, Wang Yi sat down on the bench.

His chest was like a bellows, rising and falling violently.

There was already a burning pain in my throat.

He felt like he could hardly breathe.

He gulped down a bottle of water in an attempt to relieve the feeling of hypoxia.

But it doesn't work at all.

When James saw this scene, he remembered that when he was with the Cavaliers, he carried the team on his shoulders alone and was exhausted.

He couldn't help but feel a little moved.

At the same time, he thought of Director Lu again.

After hesitating for a moment, he whispered to the head coach:

"We still have two timeouts. How about... when the Jazz timeout ends, we immediately call a timeout to let Wang Yi take a breather?"

Vogel looked at Wang Yi who looked pale again, even pale.

Nod.

Then I went to communicate with the referee.

At this point in the game, he finally wanted to win.

In the Tencent NBA live broadcast room.

Wang Meng held the pen tightly, feeling that the pen had become too slippery to hold.

He kept sighing:

"Oh, this game is really brutal."

Yang Yi also sighed: "Indeed, who would have thought that this game without James would be so brutal. Who would have thought that Wang Yi, who had already exhausted his physical strength in the third quarter, at this most critical moment, would

There will be three attacks in a row."

"You can obviously see that his running speed has slowed down. His jumping height is not high enough. All his body language shows that he is tired, too tired."

"But in this case, he defended Mitchell twice and broke through three times in a row. This is not just about skills, but also about willpower!"

Wang Meng said:

"At this point in the game, it is indeed a competition of willpower. It all depends on who can grit their teeth and hold on. Driven by Wang Yi, the Lakers players have this kind of hard work and this kind of determination to shoot the last bullet for victory.

and will, moving people.”

"This is the charm of competitive sports, this is the charm of basketball."

Having said that, the broadcast screen showed Wang Yi’s score in this game:

51 points!

The three people in the live broadcast hall were stunned for a moment, and then shouted out almost at the same time:

"Oh - Wang Yi scored 51 points!"

"I'm going, I'm really 50!"
To be continued...