Rasheed Wallace stood motionless under the basket and looked at Yang Shuai as he fell from the basket. His eyes kept flickering, but in the end he did not make any drastic action. Behind him, Billup
Si was tugging at his clothes. It seemed that at times like the Eastern Conference Finals, the Celtics were not the only team to be cautious.
Seeing Rasheed Wallace pick up the ball and return it to the baseline to serve, Yang Shuai shrugged, and ran to the other half of the court with Garnett joking side by side.[]
"Hey, old guy, work harder, we are very close to the finals!"
"Boy, the same goes for you!" Garnett's voice could not detect any change, but Yang Shuai felt that his teammates next to him were obviously running a little faster.
Of course, the Pistons also knew that if they wanted to move forward, they had to win this game. Hamilton's running became more and more active, and Rivers started shouting off the court: "The defense should be more oppressive and don't let them pass the ball easily.
"
As Rivers wished, Garnett, Ray Allen, and Yang Shuai were also more active in defense. Hamilton used the cover of his teammates to run twice but failed to find a suitable opportunity. Billups was here.
It was time to choose to break through on my own.
Billups' breakthrough was the same as his style of play, which was extremely simple. However, Rondo failed to guard against such a breakthrough without any tricks. Seeing that Billups was about to get into the paint, Yang Shuai quickly stepped forward to help defend.
.
Billups keenly discovered the gap left by Yang Shuai's defense and pushed the ball towards Prince.
"oh!"
What Billups didn't expect was that Yang Shuai, who was originally approaching him, was able to react in time and run sideways, stretching out his arm and just brushing the tail of the basketball with his fingertips.
The ball still flew towards Prince, but its trajectory had changed. Because of Yang Shuai's touch, the ball's speed was much faster. Prince only had time to reach out and touch the ball, but he did not grasp the ball.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!" Seeing the ball flying out of the court, Yang Shuai pointed to the backcourt. After the referee confirmed that it was a ball in the backcourt, he clapped vigorously, and Rivers was also applauding off the court.
, he shouted toward the court: "Good job! Keep doing this and prevent their attack."
The Celtics strengthened their defense, and the Pistons were no exception. When Rondo's breakthrough throw bounced out of the basket, Mike Dice grabbed the rebound. On the offensive end, Billups finally stopped being soft and carried the ball hard.
Rondo hit a mid-range jumper.
88:85, when the time came to the last three and a half minutes, the Celtics' lead was still 3 points. The atmosphere at the scene became more and more tense as the game progressed. The entire Auburn Hills Palace was in a commotion.
The whistle from the referee's mouth seemed to be inaudible.
Seizing the opportunity of a dead ball, Rivers made adjustments. Yang Shuai was replaced and Pierce came on. The Celtics encountered some troubles offensively. At this time, it was a good idea to replace Pierce, who had rested for a long time.
s Choice.
"It's a pity that Yang is off the court. Yang played very well today. Paul Pierce committed too many fouls and gave him plenty of playing time. He scored 17 points, second only to Ray Allen and Kevin Garnett."
19 points, 5 points more than Paul." Barkley, who considered himself a member of Yang Shuai's alliance, said with some regret at this time.
Seeing Yang Shuai off the field, fans of Yang Shuai who were paying attention to this game felt a little regretful, but they were helpless. Even if Yang Shuai performed so well, it would be difficult to change the fact that he was Pierce's substitute. At the critical moment, Rivers believed the most
It would definitely be Pierce.
"I think Yang may consider joining a new team next season, which will be more conducive to his growth." Celtic fans did not like Miller's words, but Yang Shuai's fans obviously
It is recognized.
Yang Shuai did not think as complicated as he thought. Sitting on the bench, he stared straight at the court. At such a critical moment, if he, as a member of the team, was still distracted, Yang Shuai would only think that this was the case.
Several months of professional league play were in vain.
Rivers sent Pierce up in the hope that he would open up the situation on the offensive end, but he just came on the defensive end and gave the opponent a chance.
Hamilton ran with the help of Prince's screen. The best way for Pierce at this time was to switch defenses with Ray Allen. He did so, but his running was half a beat slow. The free throw line received the ball from Billup.
After Si's pass, Hamilton made a decisive move in the face of Pierce's defense and hit the mid-range shot. 88:87, the point difference was reduced to only 1 point.
"Pistons!" "Pistons!" The Palace of Auburn Hills cheered. The 1-point difference gave them hope of overtaking and winning, and the decibels of the cheers began to gradually increase.
Rivers did not dare to be careless at this time. He called a timeout to arrange the next attack. Standing aside, Yang Shuai saw Rivers' tactical arrangement. The first choice offensive point for this ball was Garnett.
, the second point of attack was captain Pierce who had just come on the field but showed good form in this quarter.
Back on the court, Rondo dribbled the ball on the outside looking for an opportunity to pass to Garnett. The Pistons seemed to have anticipated the Celtics' attack. Rasheed Wallace and Garnett had been doing physical exercises.
Entangled.
Seeing this, Pierce on the other side began to run to the top of the arc, and Rondo quickly passed the ball over. With the ball in hand, Pierce suddenly accelerated by the inertia of running. Prince, who was caught off guard, was suppressed. Pierce moved
The ball went straight to the basket.
"Paul rushed in, oh..."
Smith paused in the middle of his words. The referee's whistle sounded at this time. Rivers on the side hurriedly took two steps towards the scorer's table. Then he saw the referee's gesture, offensive foul!
"***e!" Rivers's face changed, and then he swore angrily. He was about to yell at the court, but he still endured it. He left the matter of communicating with the referee to himself.
players.
"Offensive foul! This is very unfavorable news for the Celtics. Paul Pierce and Kevin Garnett are negotiating with the referee. If this is really an offensive foul, Paul will be ejected."
Pierce and Garnett discussed with the referee for a long time, but the referee did not change the penalty. At this time, a slow-motion replay was also played on the big screen. McDyess stood still first, and stood outside the reasonable collision line, committing an offensive foul.
no problem.
"F*ck!" Rivers patted his forehead, took a deep breath, turned around and said, "Yang, come on!"
"Wow!" "Pop! Pah! Pah!" After a brief uproar, the Auburn Hills Palace burst into warm applause. Of course they knew what Pierce's end meant at this time. At the most critical moment, the opponent's captain was ejected.
, isn’t this worth being happy about?
Looking at Pierce walking off the court with a frustrated face, Rivers didn't even have time to comfort him. He focused all his attention on the court. In 2 minutes and 50 seconds, the team only led by 1 point in the away game.
How could he be in the mood to care about other things?
"Kevin, he blocked Rasheed's layup! Well done!"
"It's Kevin again! He hit the basket hard and got 2 points! The Celtics once again had a 3-point lead, and the Detroit Pistons timed out."
Garnett's sudden display of power on both offense and defense prevented the Pistons from calling a timeout. Their timeout was very effective. Returning to the court and passing the ball, the ball came to the open McDyess and hit from mid-range. 90:89, leading again.
It became 1 point.
As the two teams strengthened their defense, the score began to stop rising. When the time came to the last 28 seconds, the score was still 90:89. The Pistons, who had the ball, called a timeout again.
"This will undoubtedly be an extremely critical goal. Who will the Detroit Pistons give the ball to? Chauncey dribbles the ball. He is pressing the clock."
After trying to complete an offense quickly, the Pistons started to play steadily. Billups pressed for time. When there were only 7 seconds left in the round, he finally started at the three-point line and McDyess picked and rolled.
Rondo quickly bypassed McDyess. At this time, Billups, who was originally charging forward, suddenly retreated to outside the three-point line, and then shot against Rondo's defense.
"Yeah!" The Palace of Auburn Hills, which had been quiet a moment ago, suddenly burst into cheers.
"Three-pointer! Chauncey, the former Finals MVP, big-hearted Chauncey, he hit a three-pointer! The Pistons took the lead!"
At 90:92, the Pistons not only took the lead, but their attack took a full 23 seconds, leaving only the last 5 seconds for the Celtics, who paused.
"Pistons! Pistons!" "Kill the Bostonians, victory is ours, and the finals are also ours!" "Chauncy! Chauncey!"
Cheers and shouts filled the entire Auburn Hills Palace, and Rivers had to shout loudly to ensure that his words could be heard by the team members.
Unlike the Pistons fans, the Celtics fans in front of the screen all looked nervous, and many fans' palms began to sweat.
"Ray!" "Kevin!" Celtic fans silently chanted the names of the team's two giants in their hearts. They didn't know what tactics Rivers planned, but they knew the ball would definitely fall on these two.
In one's hands.
"The timeout time is up, the Celtics used up their last timeout, and players from both teams returned to the court. This will be an offense that determines the outcome. If the Celtics can hit a three-pointer, they will
Will return to the finals after 21 years!"
"Hush!" The palace of Auburn Hills booed loudly, and the huge decibels were like piercing people's eardrums. On the court, the five Celtics players looked calm, but all the Celtics fans in front of the screen had already
Unconsciously, I felt my fists clenched.
Rondo served out of bounds, and there were Garnett, Yang Shuai, Ray Allen, and Cassell on the court. Judging from the lineup, Rivers was more likely to arrange a three-pointer.
There was a tense atmosphere in the air, oppressing everyone's nerves, as if one more effort would make people collapse. Finally, "Beep!" the referee's whistle sounded.
"It started, Ray Allen was running non-stop, he may be the attacker of this ball, Yang blocked the ball, Ray Allen ran out, caught the ball, oh! Ray Allen slipped
Already..."
Because of the sudden change of direction, Ray Allen actually slipped and fell while catching the ball. At this moment, the hearts of all Celtics fans suddenly sank to the bottom.
Ray Allen did the most correct thing at this time. Before falling to the ground, he passed the ball to Yang Shuai beside him. There were only the last 3 seconds left.
Shoot! There was almost no hesitation, even though he was still half a step away from the three-point line, and even though Prince had already reacted and pounced on him, Yang Shuai had no choice.
"The ball came to Young's hands, and Young shot from outside the three-point line...
The ball went in!
The ball went in!
Killer! Young hit a three-pointer. He beat the Pistons and the Celtics entered the Finals. Celtics! 21 years later, they returned to the Finals! Young hit the most successful shot in his career to this day.
The most important shot so far! He is the hero of Boston, he is the savior of the team! Well done, Young!"
There was silence in the Auburn Hills Palace, and all the boos suddenly stopped... During this time, Yang Shuai's roar was particularly loud.
Yang Shuai, who originally had his hands raised high, couldn't control himself anymore when he saw the ball go into the basket. He jumped up high, punched and shouted! But soon, he was hugged by a group of teammates.
"Boy! That's great, good shot! We're in the finals!" "We're in the finals!" "We're in the finals!"
Pierce rushed into the court, Perkins rushed into the court, all the Celtics players rushed into the court, all members of the coaching staff also rushed into the court, rushed towards Yang Shuai, and then pushed Yang Shuai
Lift it high!
"Yang, it's such a beautiful shot!"
"The Celtics players held Yang Shuai high. He is the hero of the team! It is unimaginable that he is only playing in the playoffs for the first time."
"Yeah!" In Boston, countless fans waved their arms and shouted excitedly. When Ray Allen slipped, they thought everything was over, but what happened next made their hearts sink to the bottom suddenly.
It jumped into the throat again, and the ups and downs could almost induce a heart attack, but none of this was important. What was important was that they won and they entered the finals!
Danny Ainge, who was watching all this in the general manager's office, had a smile on his face. He felt lucky for his decision in the summer. 790,000? Yang Shuai's shot this time has already exceeded this value.