The black palm directly fanned the ball in Howard’s hand.

Howard dunked with both hands and suddenly found a palm covering the ball with impartiality. His face flashed a little surprised, but now it is imminent and we have to see who is more powerful.
"pa!"
"Bang!"
The block shot and the dunk shot sounded almost at the same time.
Howard’s huge impact pushed Mutombo back several strides, staggered and sat down directly on the ground.
But the ball was fanned out by Mutombo.
"wow! ……”
There was an exclamation at the scene, and everyone in the department focused on the basket.
Anthony suddenly got up on the bench. He remembered that in his impression, Uncle Mu was directly retired by Auden. An old man like Uncle Mu certainly couldn’t stand such a collision.
Nearby, Wang Zhizhi and coval rushed to see Mutombo’s situation, while Wallace was more direct to find Howard with dirty words in his mouth.
"Du! Du … "
The referee rushed over to stop one of the two sides from running to Mutombo.
Anthony’s eyes are also on Uncle Mu’s side. Now the game is still going on. Players can’t play, but if Uncle Mu can’t get up, he is ready to send D ‘Antoni to the technical station to call a time-out.
Just as everyone was worried about looking at the court, a finger suddenly stretched out from the pile of players and then shook rhythmically.
Anthony stared at the sight of deja vu, first stunned and then couldn’t help laughing.
That finger is naturally Mutombo. When he fell, he landed on his ass, but his ass hurt badly, so he didn’t come together. I didn’t expect that there was a quick rack over there. He didn’t forget to shake his finger when he quickly got up from the ground.
Mutombo got up, and the fans at the scene suddenly gave out a shout of mountains and waves, and the clapping followed. You know Mutombo played in Denver before, and the fans were deeply touched by this veteran.
A false alarm Wallace also returned to the Nuggets’ side, and the players on the sidelines, including Anthony, also returned to the bench
In the league, even Mutombo will be called a technical foul when he shakes his finger. It was not until 27 years that Uncle Mu set a special case, but now it is obviously not possible.
However, perhaps because he didn’t want to spoil the atmosphere of the fans at the scene, the referee didn’t blow Mutombo’s technical foul and didn’t blow the blocking foul, but gave the ball to the Mavericks.
In other words, Mutombo’s front block is valid!
The Mavericks still have the ball.
Six seconds to attack.
The Mavericks didn’t call a time-out, but ran directly. Howard ran from the right corner along the baseline to the left wing with two rolls. When he ran outside the three-point line, one meter in front of him was unguarded.
Daniels, who served, had already seen Howard running, and now he just threw the ball over.
Howard caught the ball outside the three-point line and glanced at the defender’s position. The closest position was Wang Zhizhi, but it was also one meter away. He didn’t hesitate to jump up and shoot.
Anthony saw the Mavericks’ pick-and-roll on the sidelines and had to admire the Mavericks’ players for their tacit understanding.
The ball flew out of Howard’s hand and headed straight for the basket.
Anthony looked at the ball and guessed the result before it fell.
Howard has never been good at shooting three-pointers, and I’m afraid he will be affected by Mutombo’s strong psychological quality just now. The probability of hitting the iron is far greater than the probability of hitting it.
"Bang!"
Strike while the iron is hot, Howard. Strike while the iron is hot!
The ball hit the rim of the basket and directly bounced to the east of the basket. EduardoNajera picked up a rebound without jumping, and it was on the edge of the basket.
As soon as EduardoNajera is overjoyed, he will score by turning around and throwing directly.
"pa!"
Suddenly, a big hand suddenly appeared at his hand point and slammed the ball to the rebound.
Nail board big hat!
Mutombo!
The ball bounced to the backboard, and once again it fell into the hands of EduardoNajera.
EduardoNajera learned his lesson this time. He took the ball and looked back at Mutombo. He slammed him and then turned to shoot.
"pa!"
Another clear ring.
Mutombo is still there!
Mutombo was pushed back, but his hand was very long. EduardoNajera’s shot was just clicked by his finger