At this time, Gan Guoyang casually walked to Malone's side, leaving the jump ball in the center circle to Little O'Neal; he didn't need to jump.
"50 points." Gan Guoyang suddenly said to Malone, without turning his head, only moving his mouth, the words squeezed out from between his teeth.
Everything came very suddenly, without a hint of preparation, Malone was somewhat incredulous. Ah Gan, what did you say?
Fifty points? What fifty points? My muscles fifty points?
No, fifty points, this guy says tonight he wants fifty points!
Malone quickly realized that this was Ah Gan's classic pregame declaration.
He often, before some game, would suddenly say to the opponent, "50 points, 60 points," and then there's no escaping a high-scoring slaughter.
Malone couldn't understand, this isn't scientific, firstly, I didn't provoke you, secondly, I didn't do anything!
Finally, come on man, you're already 36, don't be so provocative, okay?
