Chapitre 92: Chapter 78: Before he dies, I will invite him for a drink_4

Jordan's body swayed back and forth, making Whitney hesitant to pass the ball because of the unstable position.

"Can't you just pass it directly?!"

In a hurry, Jordan was frantic.

Being unable to catch the ball and pressuring his teammates only led to them becoming flustered.

In the chaos, Whitney made the worst decision, pulling up for a three-pointer from outside.

"What's the old man doing?" Brown couldn't understand.

"Alright, now let's see what the boss will do," Fei was thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.

Brown looked at him curiously, "You've said that several times today."

Then, The Celtics' starting point guard, Nick Anderson, also fried his CPU, forcing a shot without shaking off the defense.

However, the shot didn't go in, but The Celtics still had the rebound.

Apart from height, Nesby was nowhere near Big Ben in any other aspect of the game.

Walker grabbed an offensive rebound first, but his put-back didn't go in.