"The Bulls actually had something like this up their sleeve. The Jordan-Pippen pick-and-roll is a little terrifying."
"Six minutes left, and they've tied it!"
"But O'Neal is back on the court. With six minutes remaining, anything can happen."
"Finally, I can get back in." Harris had forcibly kept O'Neal benched until there were only six minutes left in the game before allowing him to return!
Six minutes. Unless the Bulls threw caution to the wind and relentlessly attacked the basket, O'Neal should not foul out with six fouls.
And if Jordan and Pippen attacked the basket at all costs, their scoring efficiency would inevitably drop. As long as the Bulls did not run the Jordan-Pippen pick-and-roll, the Lakers had nothing to fear!
"Shaq. Can I trust you?" Kobe's purple-and-gold jersey was already soaked through!
At this point, Kobe had played 39 minutes!
He had gone 15-for-26 from the field, 5-for-9 from three, recording 39 points, 7 rebounds, 5 assists, 2 steals, 1 block, and 3 turnovers.
Even Kobe, an iron man, could not guarantee that after leading the team against the Bulls by himself for this long, he would still have enough stamina over the next six minutes to control the game.
Too early! Because O'Neal had been in foul trouble for so long, Kobe had been forced to exert himself too early in this game!
No one could maintain unstoppable shooting touch for an entire game under the Bulls' defensive pressure—not even Kobe.
This was different from past games!
This fourth quarter absolutely would not be Kobe's one-man show!
He needed O'Neal to step up and use his abundant energy to smash through the Bulls' defensive line!
OK had to fire on all cylinders together!
Only a royal flush could shatter the pride of the champion Bulls!
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