Champion Rules

Chapter 330, Section 326: A minor issue has become the biggest problem (Seeking monthly votes!)
Tony Allen was hit hard at the start of the second quarter.

Lynch's first offensive play after returning was extremely aggressive. He used his strong back to the basket to reach mid-range, preparing to roll to the right.

The Grizzlies' defense immediately collapsed to double-team, but Lin then rolled over to the side where there was no double-team.

Lynch's feints were exquisite enough, but Tony Allen reacted as quickly as ever, as if no conventional footwork could stop him.

In this world, the only person who can completely shake him down is probably LBJ.

Tony Allen almost blocked the ball. Considering the height difference between him and Lynch, Tony's defense would have to be rated 10 even by a tough guy in Miami who likes to score 9 points.

In order to create space to make a move, Lin Qi could only lean back as far as possible in the air.

The basketball flew past Tony Allen's fingers, bounced off the side of the rim, struck the backboard, and then bounced back into the net!

This was a really demoralizing shot for Tony Allen; his defense couldn't have been better, but Lynch still managed to score.

This is the consequence of letting Lin Qi rest comfortably on the bench for a full three minutes.

Fortunately, Zach Randolph helped pull one back on offense.

He used a wild boar-like charge to force his way past Lynch and scored a layup, preventing the point difference from widening to double digits early on.

After scoring, Zach Randolph tried to appear calm and composed, then spread his hands:
"Hey, now that LeBron isn't consistently contributing four wins to your Eastern Conference every season, getting 70 wins isn't going to be easy, right? Don't worry, we're not going to help you achieve your 70-win dream."

Lynch: ???
Who taught you to spout such trash talk?

You're having a really bad time in life!

You can't even speak without mentioning LeBron James, huh?
Lynch has to prove himself today. He has to prove that he can reach 70 wins even without LBJ as his star player!
That trash talk about killing 800 Lin and damaging 1000 LeBron was the only highlight of the Big Bear's second quarter.

Throughout the second quarter, Zach Randolph's offensive efforts stalled.

Big Black Bear's finishing rate under the basket is actually quite average. His strength lies in his ability to grab offensive rebounds after a missed shot and then immediately finish the play on the second attempt.

So at first glance, his finishing efficiency seems pretty good.

However, once they firmly control the rebounds, the Big Black Bear, as the main offensive weapon, becomes completely inefficient.

Lynch completely dominated the big bear on the defensive end, which caused his own offensive efficiency to decline, but it was enough for the Knicks to firmly control the situation.

At halftime, Lynch had 23 points, and the New York Knicks led by 12 points.

During halftime, Tony Allen gave an interview to reporters.

"Tony, how was it going to be matched up against Lynch for the entire half?"

The torture king, known for torturing his opponents, panted heavily and gave an "OK" sign.

"No problem, I can play like this all night long."

Lynch did not play at the start of the second half.

Mike Malone hopes that Lynch's rest time can be combined with halftime, which would be more conducive to his recovery.

During this period, the Grizzlies narrowed the gap to 5 points. A glimmer of light finally pierced through the gloom, illuminating FedExCare.

But everything changed after Lynch came on.

He continued to dominate the big bear on the defensive end and torment Tony Allen on the offensive end.

The Grizzlies were on the verge of a tie, but the gap widened again after Lynch came on.

For a star player of Lynch's caliber, the contributions required from rotation players are actually not that significant.

They don't need to extend their lead when Lynch is off the court; they just need to relieve some of the pressure on Lynch so that he doesn't have to play for more than 40 minutes every game, and that would be enough.

After getting a good rest, Lynch's offensive continued to surge towards Tony Allen like a tidal wave.

On the contrary, this defensive stalwart was beginning to struggle against Lynch's frequent and fierce attacks.

The Grizzlies originally intended to lead Lynch by the nose tonight, forcing him to break his regular rotation, increase his playing time, and expend his energy.

Now, Tony Allen is being led by the nose by Lynch, running himself ragged.

Once Lynch is on the court, Tony Allen must follow suit, otherwise the Grizzlies will be unable to contain number 20.

The problem is that Tony Allen is a guy who averages less than 30 minutes of playing time per game.

Even if he only needs to focus on defense on the court, his endurance is not particularly strong.

Lynch's average playing time this season is 37 minutes per game.

This was clearly far beyond Tony Allen's capacity to handle.

At the start of the fourth quarter, watching Tony Allen change into a spare jersey because his jersey was completely soaked with sweat, Lynch smirked:

"All night, huh?"

Any man who says "I can do it all night" will usually be met with harsh reality.

In the fourth quarter, Tony Allen relied entirely on his iron will to stay afloat.

Every chase, every confrontation, felt like it was tearing his muscles apart and burning his lungs.

Fortunately, Lynch was substituted after playing only four minutes in the fourth quarter. Tony Allen received a brief reprieve just before his complete breakdown.

He slumped back onto the bench, his elbows pressed tightly against his knees, sweat dripping onto the floor like raindrops, leaving dark marks.

The heavy breathing of the All-Defensive First Team guard, as if he were emptying his chest, made Grizzlies head coach Dave Joerger's heart tighten.

With five minutes remaining in the fourth quarter, Lynch was substituted, prompting the Knicks to call a timeout as the Knicks had narrowed the gap to just eight points.

Dave Joerger kept a close eye on the Knicks' bench, inwardly praying: Let Lynch sit a little longer! Just a little longer!
As long as Lynch was still sitting, the exhausted Tony Allen could catch his breath a few more times.

Given his current condition, he definitely won't be able to play.

When the beep signaling the end of the pause sounded, number 20 still stood up.

In that instant, it seemed as if a huge shadow completely enveloped the spotlight.

Tony Allen straightened up and stepped onto the court, knowing that the ultimate, inescapable responsibility rested on his shoulders. The two met again on the court, and Tony Allen immediately put his hands on his knees as he entered the game.

Where is Lynch?
He simply stood quietly, his breathing as steady as if he had just finished warming up.

Tonight, Tony Allen really contained Lynch in the second and third quarters.

Although Lynch has scored 35 points, his shooting percentage is only 43%.

At this moment, he stared at the guy who claimed to be able to torment every player in the league, and a vengeful desire that had been brewing at rock bottom surged beneath his calm exterior.

"Hey Tony."

Tony Allen looked up abruptly, his usually unwavering gaze now showing a hint of wavering: "What?"

Tony tried to mask his exhaustion with his volume.

"Nothing, just reminding you, tonight isn't over yet, you'd better really keep playing like this all night."

Tony Allen knew that his halftime comment that it wasn't a big problem had now become the biggest problem.

In the next few minutes, FedExCare witnessed the most brutal public execution of Tony Allen's career.

Lynch, like a heavy tank, used overwhelming force to send Tony Allen flying. Losing his balance, Tony staggered to the ground, but Lynch didn't even pause. The instant his opponent fell, he calmly leaped up, flicked his fingertips, and threw the ball with a clean shot.

Lynch used his speed to get past the sluggish Tony Allen, and he even had time to glance back at the desperate figure chasing after him before scoring with a mid-range shot.

Lynch pulled up for a jump shot right in front of Tony Allen, who was already unable to jump, and the ball went in again!
Many Memphis fans covered their mouths and noses with their hands, as if they could not bear to watch this cruel execution any longer.

On the sidelines, Mike Malone tapped his fingers on the tactical board.

Tony Allen's defense was certainly strong, but Lynch's stamina wasn't limitless either.

But when the rotation lineup was no longer suppressed, it became much easier for Lynch to dominate the game.

Besides Kyrie Irving as his second option, Jimmy Butler and Chandler Parsons, two key pieces in the rotation, finally proved their worth tonight.

The Knicks' 2011 draft results are now considered final; they were a huge success!
The 2011 draft was a key component of the Manhattan Project.

The Manhattan Project is now on track.

Mike Malone couldn't help but wonder what Lynch meant by "we can definitely do it."

Not just a perfect record in January, does that mean a third 70-win season? Does it mean surpassing a three-peat?

Regardless of the situation, Mike Malone agreed with Lynch.

This Knicks team can definitely do it now.

On the court, Tony Allen has allowed Lynch to score 8 consecutive points.

This is the first time Memphis fans have seen Tony Allen, the king of torture, being tortured to the point of being unrecognizable.

Grizzlies die-hard supporter Pete Premana has fallen silent, while Jeff Van Gundy remains excited.

"Lincia has the ball beyond the three-point line, Tony is finished, he has been completely destroyed by Lynch!"

Yes, Tony Allen has been completely destroyed.

But Lynch showed no mercy and did not give up the attack.

To be honest, Lynch admires Tony Allen.

But the greatest respect you can show a soldier is to do everything in your power to defeat him.

Lynch immediately accelerated, and Tony Allen moved to block him, but his resistance against Lynch had become weak and ineffective.

Lin Qi deliberately rammed him hard, but the next second he suddenly took a step back!

Tony Allen used his last bit of strength to try to keep up, but his legs felt like lead, and his center of gravity completely collapsed—he fell to the ground and slumped onto the floor in front of Lynch.

A huge wave of gasps swept through the stadium, but Lynch did not immediately shoot to finish the shot.

He looked down at the disheveled losers on the ground, as if awaiting the completion of an execution ceremony.

He waited coldly as Tony struggled and scrambled to his feet. Only after Tony had staggered back to his feet, making a final, futile attempt, did Lynch leisurely release the ball.

"Damn it," Tony Allen muttered a desperate, hoarse curse, knowing full well that he had become nothing more than the most glaring backdrop to this magnificent massacre.

"Shh!"

The sound of the basketball swishing through the net was so crisp it was almost unsettling.

Lynch scored 10 consecutive points, bringing his total to 45, and the Knicks took a 15-point lead with 51 seconds left, effectively sealing the game.

The Torture King was tortured severely by the master of this alliance all night.

The Grizzlies ultimately failed to pull off a miracle, and the New York Knicks, with a 16-point lead, 98-82, etched another mark of conquest on the stubborn rock of FedExCenter.

The Knicks' number of wins with a net point differential of more than double digits has also increased to 22.

After the game ended, Tony Allen collapsed onto the courtside floor like a soulless shell.

The sound of camera shutters and flashes instantly surrounded him; the media wouldn't miss any loser's embarrassment.

Lynch not only conquered Memphis in a highly dominant way, but also conquered the spiritual icon of Memphis.

An ESPN reporter couldn't resist sticking out the microphone, breaking the rule of "not interviewing the losing team from the sidelines."

"Tony, how was it fighting Lynch all night?"

This question is almost exactly the same as the one from halftime.

But Tony Allen gave a completely different response.

He looked at the camera, his once resolute eyes now filled only with a blank and empty emptiness, as if utterly drained.
"Damn it, I'm about to die!"

(End of this chapter)