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Chapter 706: Long live, King!

Michael Beasley, six or seven years ago, this guy was no less famous than anyone present.

The number one high school student in the United States, the next NBA superstar, and even when he was in college, Beasley showed his outstanding strength.

It was such a guy who looked unliked and successfully defeated An Jie in the 2008 draft and became the second-largest show that year.

At that time, the Heat were in the process of reconstruction, and Pat Riley and Wade both needed a strong helper to get the Heat back on track. Michael Beasley, a famous genius, naturally became Riley's best choice besides Rose.

Unfortunately, after Michael Beasley entered the NBA, he began to seek pleasure. Originally, this guy relied on his talent to play basketball in high school and college. His talent was not very useful after he arrived at the NBA.

The former No. 1 high school student in the United States gradually disappeared from people's sight, and An Jie, who was selected to the 12th ranking, used his own efforts to shine in the NBA.

The two people with different starting points went to two completely different extremes. Seeing Anjie pushing James to breathlessly on the court, Beasley pursed his lips. I can't believe that he was actually competing with such a terrifying guy back then.

After going around Minnesota and Phoenix, Michael Beasley joined the Heat again this year, hoping to follow the steps of the Big Three and win a championship trophy.

But as of now, Beasley's championship trophy was snatched away by Anjie.

"Fuck!" Next to Beasley, the impatient Spoelstra suddenly cursed. Just now on the court, James' forced breakthrough layup was blocked by Angel again.

It's only more than four minutes before the end of the game, but the Heat still cannot get the score close. The Heat's mentality has collapsed now. Just now, Wade didn't even seize the chance of two free throws.

Spoelstra stood up in despair and glanced at the bench. The Filipino suddenly walked towards the substitutes, and Beasley was still wondering which unlucky guy was going to play.

"Michael! You'll play the number four position later!"

"Ah!?" Seeing Spolstra stopping in front of him, Beasley himself couldn't believe it.

From the regular season to now, Beasley has only played more than 20 games in total. Especially in the playoffs, Beasley can't even get into regular rotation. But now, at such a desperate moment, Spoelstra actually wants to replace himself?

"Why are you still standing there? Go to the technical desk to prepare!" Seeing that Beasley didn't respond for a long time, Spolstra cursed in anger.

When Beasley first joined the Heat, he thought that he was the Heat's future hope, and Spolstra would be more polite to him. But now, don't expect the Filipinos to give him a good look.

Although Beasley was very arrogant before, he dared not slacken at all now. If there was any intention of not being able to match Spoelstra, the Heat might immediately let him go.

Beasley sat down in front of the technical stage, but unexpectedly, he would once again compete with Anjie on the same stage as the NBA finals.

The difference is that this is not a scene of Beasley vs. Anjie. This time, the first high school student is just an optional supporting role.

Chris Bosh was so tired that he was out of breath, but Anger did not stop. He sat down and squeezed into the basket.

Lewis immediately raised his hands and made up. Anjie was double-teamed at the basket and had no room to take action.

Angel was calm in the face of danger. He held the ball in one hand and walked around Lewis's back. Outside the encirclement, Aldridge was completely empty.

James immediately started to speed and rushed towards Aldridge. Just as the desperate No. 6 just arrived in front of Aldridge, Aldri passed the ball again. There was no doubt that his pass target was Iguodala.

This time, the Heat's defense was completely torn apart. Iguodala easily took action without anyone disturbing the middle distance, and the basketball was hollowed into the net, 76 to 96, Iguodala's goal officially turned the gap between the two sides into 20 points!

"Oh." Wade sighed. The game was four minutes away, but the Heat were already 20 points behind. It seems that his 13-14 season is really over.

After the ball was scored, Michael Beasley went on the game. When Anjie saw a guy who was still annoying to play, the No. 00 actually felt a sense of time and space disorder.

My first game in the United States was in the opening game of the NCAA in 2007-08, against Michael Beasley. Unexpectedly, many years later, the situation between the two sides was already very different.

After Beasley came on the court, his main task was to score. If it was for defense, Spolstra would rather go on his own than let Beasley play.

This fallen genius made a mid-range shot after the first attack after he came on the court. But now, no one will cheer for the goal of the first high school student. Beasley's uninspiring goal can no longer change any result. Fans of the All Moda Center are already in a madness. With more than three minutes left, they are about to meet O'Brien Cup again!

Afterwards, the Trail Blazers counterattacked, Aldridge was the first to press into the penalty area, and Chris Bosh had to stick it up to stop Aldridge from continuing to go deeper.

Seeing this, Michael Beasley swallowed. Bosh went to defend Aldridge, so wouldn't this mean...

Before Beasley could finish thinking, the strong No. 00 leaned against Michael Beasley with his back!

"Ann singles Michael, my God, are we back 7 years ago?" Van Gundy looked at it with interest. After so many years, what will Anger and Beasley's reconsideration look like?

Seeing Beasley's misplaced defense against Anjie, Old Miller didn't think about it and made a pass from the ground. The basketball rebounded accurately and came to Anjie's hands.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Beasley pursed his lips and kept motivating himself in his heart. At this moment, Anjie's strong and generous back suddenly exerted force!

"Bang!" The violent collision between the muscles made a muffled sound, and only God knew how much impact Beasley had just suffered!

"Damn it!" Beasley was so stuffy about his chest. His strength was not much better than that. But An Jie, his changes can be described as a complete transformation! In seven years, what did this guy do to him!?

Beasley, who was both good at high school and college, was unable to defend against the real inside player when he arrived at the NBA. What's more, Anjie was still the top inside player in the NBA.

Seeing that Beasley's defense was already in turmoil, Bosh planned to go up and help. But Aldridge didn't dare to let him go at the mid-range game.

There is no double team, no support. Anyway, the Heat have been defeated, so what does it matter if An Jie scores another goal?

So, Michael Beasley can rely on now only himself. This guy adjusted his center of gravity and put it on again!

Little did An Jie not rely on his strength to continue crushing, but took advantage of the opportunity of Beasley's center of gravity to suddenly turn around! This time, Beasley was scared very much. Because he found that An Jie turned around so fast that he could not keep up at all!

"Impossible!" Beasley didn't expect that Anjie could live a clean life in just one step. As a player who mainly plays the third position, he could not keep up with the opponent's center. Anyone would be unbelievable in this kind of thing.

Beasley has always played too little in recent years. He doesn't know that the current basketball world is completely different from that back then.

"It's so fucking useless!" Spoelstra whispered in a low voice. He couldn't believe that he had missed Anjie for such a guy.

After breaking through, Anjie jumped with his feet and smashed the ball into the box with both hands. If the NBA basketball stand had not been reinforced, Kenny Smith would have been worried that Anjie would become another person to slam the basket.

This heavy dunk completely killed the Heat's hope. He was already prepared outside of Spolstra, but when Anjie scored the ball, his legs suddenly became weak and he almost fell to the ground.

In the end, the Miami Heat failed. The "records are for breaking" are just self-deception. From the beginning, the Trail Blazers did not intend to give up the title position. Spoelstra returned to his position, and this season ended...

Yes, it's over. After this goal, Spoelstra and Ricard both replaced all the main players. Ricard even sent Allen Crab, a first-year rookie with few playing time, while the Heat, the elderly Ray Allen and Wade were rosy.

They lost the NBA championship, and they did twice in a row.

When the referee blew the long-awaited whistle of the fans, the entire Moda Center erupted like a volcano erupting. Everyone jumped out of their seats and raised their arms high. At this moment, 20,000 fans at the scene and countless people outside the Moda Center were shouting in unison: "We are the champions!"

If the Portland City Government had not had the foresight and moved most of the city's police forces to the Moda Center, God knew that this group of excited fans would have demolished the Moda Center.

On the streets of Portland, countless cars honked their whistles. These fans who were unable to attend were celebrating the successful defense of the Trail Blazers in their own way!

The moment the red light on the rebound appeared, An Jie immediately rushed out of the bench. Instead of hugging his teammates, he found the Blazers' mascot, the Flame Cat, and snatched the flag that the mascot was holding.

Anjie opened the Trail Blazers' flag and draped it on himself like a cloak. After that, the tall yellow-skinned guy walked across the court with the flag, jumped to the technical stage, and raised his arms to face the stands.

"Long live, Anjie! Long live, Trail Blazers!" The fans bowed one by one and bowed to the king wearing the national flag.

"We are the champions, we are the king of the world!" An Jie was not willing to be outdone and shouted loudly at his "people".

At this time, not only the fans, but all the Trail Blazers players, including Ricard and Divac, bowed to Angel's direction like the fans. This picture deliberately created by these guys for fun has become one of the most classic pictures in NBA history in the future.

"Long live, Anjie! Long live, the pioneer!" The shouts continued. Those who didn't know thought that Portland was going to make independence.

Nell Orsey, sitting in the luxurious box, couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body when he saw the spectacular scene under his nose. He drank a glass of red wine to keep himself calm. At this time, he should have been waiting below like last year. But Orsey couldn't convince himself to miss these scenes.

At this moment, the excitement in his heart was no different from when he won the championship for the first time last year. Last year, Orsey, the general manager, directly weakened his legs and knelt at the entrance of the player's passage. This year, he sorted out his clothes and then bowed to Anjie with the people on the court.

"I knew you could do it, a legend that is alive!" Orsey smiled at Anjie who held up the team flag on the court, then turned around and walked out of the private room.
Chapter completed!
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