ps. It’s the holidays again, it seems like a holiday.
"Damn it!" Adrian shook his arm fiercely. He walked over and complained softly to the referee: "Mr. referee, can you control them a little? They don't look like they are playing ball anymore.
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Adrian said, and showed the bright red palm print on his arm to the referee on duty. It was the mark left by Carlos Boozer's slap on Adrian's arm just to block his layup.
Judging from the color of the mark, Carlos was quite ruthless. Naturally, his layup flew to Java. Although Adrian was strong, he was still a human after all. He was not wearing Iron Man's armor.
There was no way he could remain motionless in this situation.
Afterwards, the referee showed no reaction and the game continued.
This is almost a microcosm of the game after the start of the second half.
In the second half, the Jazz, who came back on stage, suddenly strengthened their defense. To be precise, it was the savagery of the defense! The Jazz players immediately let go of their hands and feet, blocking the Lakers' offense again and again with absolutely foul-level actions.
But in the face of these big moves, the referee seemed to turn a blind eye as if he was asleep.
"I know how I should officiate the game, I don't need your reminder!" Facing Adrian's complaint, the referee on duty frowned and pretended to put the whistle in his mouth. Adrian left immediately.
Appropriate pressure on the referee is a skill, but if you get a technical foul or even be ejected for this, it would be very unlucky.
But then, Adrian's complaints had no effect, and the referee's whistle was still as soft as fermented dough.
"Hey, when are you going to call a foul?"
Deron slapped Kobe's shot away from the side. With a rough movement, his finger hit Kobe directly in the face. This was not the first time Deron had made such a dangerous move. Unable to bear it, Kobe directly pointed at the referee.
roared.
The referee on duty immediately stared and looked like he was about to blow the whistle. Kobe was about to rush forward, but Adrian pulled him down directly.
"Calm down, calm down Kobe, they just want to anger you." Adrian quickly calmed down the angry Kobe and said, "They will be happy if you are sent off."
Violent boos and curses rang out from the sky above the arena.
"Kill him, you idiot!"
"Get him out of the game!"
The referee put down the whistle angrily, but after all, he still did not call Kobe a technical foul.
"Timeout!" Phil Jackson finally stood up from the bench and called a 100-second long timeout toward the technical table. The Lakers players also immediately left the court and came to the bench.
"They are not playing ball at all, but fighting." Andrew Bynum lifted up his jersey angrily, and there was a bruise on his ribs: "This is really too much!"
"Even if it's the home whistle, this is too much." Turiaf was also very unhappy. When he just made a layup under the basket, Boozer gave him an elbow, and he still has some pain that has not been relieved until now.
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"We won't be able to play well like this." Fear appeared on Odom's face. As a technical player, what he fears most is this kind of fierce physical confrontation that can be called brutal.
"Calm down." Phil Jackson frowned. Even if the Jazz always defended roughly, this level was a bit too much. Moreover, that referee...
Phil Jackson looked at the referee on the field and said: "You all calm down, I'll go negotiate with the technical desk."
One hundred seconds quickly ran out.
The Lakers players had to return to the court, but after the timeout, the referee had no intention of increasing the whistle. The Jazz players seemed to feel the referee's special care, and their actions became more intense and rough.
"Ah~~"
With a scream, Andrew Bynum fell to the NBA floor like a bird with broken wings. It happened so suddenly that no one could see clearly what happened.
When Derrick noticed Bynum, he had already fallen to the ground with a face of pain, covering his left knee with both hands.
He didn't scream anymore, but his white lips already showed how much pain he was feeling at this time.
"Damn it!" Phil Jackson on the sidelines finally became furious. He stood up like an angry lion, rushed directly into the court, and rushed to the referee who did nothing: "You damn thing
Guys, what did you do?"
Phil Jackson rushed to the referee completely impulsively. When he yelled the words, he already knew that something was wrong, but it was too late.
"Beep beep!" The referee blew two technical fouls in succession and pointed to the locker room.
Phil Jackson left without looking back. It's too late to say anything now! When he went to the locker room,
Bynum was quickly carried off the field. The team doctor did not explain the seriousness of Bynum's injury, but looking at their stern faces and Bynum's painful appearance, everyone knew that this was not a minor injury.
hurt!
"Bah bang bang~~" The Salt Lake City fans actually burst into applause under such circumstances. This was a tribute to their 'hero' referee Kenas. These applauses undoubtedly stung the nerves of the Lakers players even more.
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"Do they want to play like this?" Standing next to Kobe, Adrian's face was as cold as a piece of ice. Next to him, Kobe had a dark face and said nothing. Only those eyes full of
Angry eyes can express his current mood.
"Then we will play with them and use the Utah Jazz rules!"
Now, Adrian no longer thinks about this game at all. The relationship between him and Bynum is not good, and it can even be said that they are a bit strangers. But no matter what, they are teammates after all. This kind of thing, Ah
Derian can't understand it, let alone tolerate it!
Kobe didn't speak, but he showed his attitude with actions. In the next attack, Brewer still pestered him with rough moves. Kobe held the ball in the high post and played a post-up single, but Brewer lowered his body to defend him.
A standard Kobe-style black elbow hit Brewer hard on the bridge of his nose. Brewer fell directly to the floor. What's even better is that after doing all this, Kobe was like
He continued to shoot like no one else, and even threw the basketball into the basket.
"Beep~" the referee blew the whistle, raised his arms above his head, made a fist with his left hand, and grabbed the wrist of his left hand with his right hand. It was a clear and incomparable gesture of violating the rules.
Kobe shrugged his shoulders and didn't care.
"murderer!"
"What are you doing, idiot? Send him off!"
"Tell that murderer to get lost!"
The Jazz fans were unwilling to give in now and were very dissatisfied with the referee for only giving a light 'unphysical foul'.
Brewer was carried off the field. His injury was not serious, but his nose bone was obviously broken and his nose was bleeding continuously. He could no longer stay on the field.
The Jazz did not call a timeout. Phil Jackson on the Lakers side had already been ejected, and no one had any intention of calling a timeout. The game continued quickly, but when things got to this point, it was no longer possible to call a game.
When Boozer used his feet to sway Turiaf away from the basket in an attempt to lay up, Kwame Brown waved his palm fiercely at Boozer.
Not watching the ball because he didn't care where the ball was, Kwame Brown's slap was directed at Boozer's face!
When Boozer saw Kwame's gnashing of teeth and his slap with no intention of taking it back, he was suddenly shocked and tilted his head to the side in an emergency!
"Snapped!"
This slap did not hit Boozer's front face, but hit Boozer's side face. The crisp sound of the slap was transmitted to the ears of the audience with the help of the loudspeaker under the basketball stand.
The situation has completely gotten out of control!
The roars and boos in the Triangle Center Arena were as ferocious as a volcanic eruption, but they could not scare away the Lakers players who were about to lose their minds and turn into berserkers. Now, they are all looking for a way to compete with the Jazz players with red eyes.
As long as there is an opportunity for physical contact, no one will stop. You must give him an unforgettable memory!
In the next attack, Adrian was not to be outdone. During the attack, he directly hit Deron's head with his shoulder. After knocking him to the ground and the referee had already blown the whistle, Adrian did not stop at all.
Meaning, he rushed directly to the inside. His thighs curled up in the air exposed his hard knees, and he hit Oku hard in the chest, who was unable to react.
