Before the series began, the Lakers had already settled on their starting lineup for this game in practice.
No one was particularly surprised—except Robert Horry, whose hands trembled slightly.
The moment Malone saw Ben Wallace wasn't on the court, he broke into a grin. Interesting! Your arrogance will be your downfall!
Malone shot Horry a vicious glare, while Horry looked utterly innocent.
This was brutal!
After banging with Barkley, he had to bang with Duncan! After Duncan came Malone!
And in the Finals, he'd still have to bang with Rodman or Webber!
So a role player who swung between the three and four had to deal with these stars every single day?
If the Lakers hadn't had a chance to win the championship, Horry would've quit long ago! On any other team in the league, he wouldn't have been willing to play this role!
The other three legendary teams all had star or even superstar-level power forwards, while Horry wouldn't give a damn about the coach's orders on weaker teams!
This was outrageous! His frontcourt partner, O'Neal, wasn't exactly a help-defense big man either. The Big Shaq's drop coverage was famous throughout the league.
Fortunately, Harris had never demanded too much from Horry defensively. He only asked him to perform well on offense, which was the only reason Horry could accept this arrangement.
The game began!
O'Neal leaped into the air and tapped the ball over.
Kobe took possession! He pushed the pace!
Kobe understood perfectly well that Harris intended to trade offense with the Jazz!
Even with three Hall of Fame superstars, the Lakers would still go toe-to-toe with the Jazz offensively!
That was trust in OK!
With his back to Richmond, Kobe quickly fed the ball to Horry at the high post.
Hand-off!
He took the ball! Pump-faked,