NBA: Goat is actually me

Chapter 186 I Beat You for Three Years

"I really hope you two can continue to live in peace like this." Before the Eastern Conference Finals, James Jordan invited Meng Jin to his home. After two glasses of wine, James Jordan expressed his emotion.

"That's impossible. You should see Michael's attitude towards me during training. Of course, my attitude towards him is almost the same." Meng Jin shook his head and smiled.

"You two can win a lot of championships together," James Jordan said.

"I believe this. If it weren't for the championship, we would have broken up long ago." Meng Jin said.

"You're going to create a dynasty together, just like the Celtics and the Lakers did," James Jordan said.

"I could never imagine this day, James. My relationship with him is on thin ice. This is not something I can control, nor is it something he can control. This is not entirely a personality issue, but also a conflict of interest. The day I won the MVP, Michael's face was not very good. We both think we are the masters of this team, but there is only one position."

"The only thing that can bind us together now is victory. If we don't win the championship this year, then we will definitely say goodbye."

Meng Jin speaks very frankly. There is nothing to hide. Everyone thinks so. The Bulls seem strong this season. They were ranked first in the league in the regular season and made it all the way to the Eastern Conference Finals in the playoffs. However, the inside of the team is already riddled with holes. Compared with last season, the Bulls players are obviously much more depressed in the locker room. The coaching staff has also become cautious. Bach often asks Phil Jackson about the players' mental state. Now Phil Jackson's job is to monitor the players' mental state and the situation in the locker room.

Phil Jackson was resistant at first, but as the season progressed, he slowly accepted this role. Anyway, Winter and his triangle offense didn't work in this team, so it was better to find something to do instead of being an idler.

"I hope you keep winning." James Jordan raised his glass and clinked it with Meng Jin.

Meng Jin said, "Let's not talk about this. How is your relationship with Juanita recently?"

"That was it. The boy she gave birth to, Jeffrey, was very cute, but it didn't ease our relationship."

"The one who suffers the most in this relationship is not you or Juanita, but Michael. I heard that his gambling addiction has been getting worse recently." Meng Jin said.

"I know that he has been flying to various casinos on game days recently. I advised him, but he said he needed to relax. Things on the court and family matters put him under a lot of pressure. But he is not the kind of man who will let off-court factors affect his performance on the court. He is my son and I know him very well." Meng Jin believed what James Jordan said. He and Jordan had been teammates for three years and knew him very well.

In the first game of the Eastern Conference Finals, Jordan entered the court with red eyes again. He looked like this every time after staying up all night, and his teammates were used to it. Compared with him, Meng Jin's staying up late in bars and having sex were considered health-preserving behaviors. After all, Meng Jin would sleep in bed before dawn, while Jordan often played until morning and then played a round of golf.

As usual, Jordan's condition was not affected by playing all night. He hit a mid-range shot at the beginning of the night, which was not easy.

Meng Jin suddenly passed the ball to the outside, Jordan took the ball, dribbled one step, turned around and made a drifting shot.

During the Pistons' offensive rounds, Jordan led the defense of the "Smiling Assassin". Meng Jin and Joe Dumars, every time they played against the Bulls, the outside players were under the most pressure. Meng Jin and Jordan each took on one and they couldn't escape.

Jordan kept harassing Isaiah Thomas from the backcourt. The Smiling Assassin was no ordinary guy. He kept using various small moves to fight back against Jordan on his way across half court, such as slapping his hand away, and elbowing Jordan in the ribs with his sideways elbow. The two of them were very hot from the start. There was no way, the Bulls and the Pistons were rivals, and Jordan hated Isaiah Thomas to death. It was Isaiah Thomas who led Jordan to be isolated in the All-Star Game.

On the other side, Meng Jin and Joe Dumars seemed much more friendly. Joe Dumars's style of play was very gentlemanly, and he rarely used dirty moves in both offense and defense, which was incompatible with the overall temperament of the Pistons. No one expected that the friendly Meng Jin would perform a sudden change of face for everyone. On the court, Joe Dumars ran around the top of the arc, and Bill Laimbeer pulled out to provide him with an off-ball screen.

"boom!"

With a dull thud, Bill Laimbeer fell to the ground holding his stomach.

Meng Jin punched Bill Laimbeer directly while setting a screen.

Bill Laimbeer was in pain and confused. The moment he fell to the ground, a flash of thought flashed through his mind. Bill Laimbeer tried hard to recall all the details from entering the field for warm-up to the start of the game. Finally, he came to a conclusion: he did not provoke Meng Jin tonight!
Meng Jin has been in the league for three years and played against Laimbeer for three years. Now Laimbeer has PTSD when he sees the name Meng Jin. When his wife reads the newspaper in the morning, she will deliberately take away the newspaper with content about Meng Jin.

The most outrageous thing was that the referee did not blow the whistle. Meng Jin's punch just now was very concealed, and Bill Laimbeer was a man who had done many evil things. The scene of him falling to the ground in pain seemed to the referee to be an exaggeration. Little did he know that he was really in pain. Meng Jin's punch almost squeezed his soul out.

Seeing that the referee's whistle was not blowing for a long time, Bill Laimbeer lay on the ground for ten seconds and then slowly stood up. Due to the lack of one person on the offensive end, the Pistons' first round of offense came to a standstill and the tactical coordination could not be carried out. With 4 seconds left in the offensive round, the Pistons had no choice but to give the ball to Joe Dumars for a single.

Joe Dumars missed his jump shot due to the interference of Meng Jin. The ball was off target and almost missed the rim. Meng Jin knew that there was not much time left for the offense and Joe Dumars did not have many options, so he made the last jump shot with all his strength. Joe Dumars deliberately raised the arc to avoid being blocked. This feeling of being blocked made Joe Dumars never want to shoot against Meng Jin in his life.

Grant grabbed the rebound, and the broadcast camera replayed the scene of Bill Laimer falling to the ground. In the replay, it can be clearly seen that Meng Jin punched Bill Laimer in the abdomen. However, most fans felt that Bill Laimer must have brought it upon himself. He must have done some despicable tricks on the court again, so Meng Jin retaliated against him in this way.

This is the stereotype of the fans. Bill Laimbeer was indeed wronged tonight. He did not do anything bad from beginning to end. It was Meng Jin who wanted to take the initiative.

Meng Jin knew that the Pistons were always tough, so he wanted to appear tougher than the Pistons at the beginning of the game so as to control the tempo on the court and test the referee's standards.

Two rounds later, Meng Jin's knee hit Bill Laimbeer's waist directly when he was rushing for a rebound. Bill Laimbeer was in so much pain that he almost cried. After Bill Laimbeer landed, he covered his waist and looked at Meng Jin with sad eyes, thinking, you kid, are you targeting me alone?

Meng Jin's action was so big that it could not escape the referee's eyes. However, the referee on duty tonight was obviously lenient and only called a normal foul on Meng Jin.

Meng Jin's opening posture scared the Pistons. He turned into a devil and started punching and kicking, making the Pistons a little overwhelmed.

The on-site commentator Johnny Kerr even joked directly: "Did Meng wear the wrong jersey tonight? He should wear the No. 1 jersey of the Detroit Pistons!"

The Pistons' rhythm was disrupted and they fell behind until the end of the game.

G1孟进拿到26分10篮板3盖帽2抢断2助攻，乔丹29分5助攻4抢断，卡特赖特13分10篮板，格兰特11分7篮板。

The Bulls team scored 89 points. If G1 was a non-typical Bulls victory, then G2 was a pure Bulls victory. Meng Jin scored 43 points and Jordan scored 35 points. The two of them used firepower to kill the Pistons.

(End of this chapter)