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The football team got another brand new sponsor. This time Ktitor, a company of office furnitures promised to give sponsoral support to Partizan for a year.
(photo: Facebook/Fudbalski klub Partizan)
It just popped to my mind, we need an applause effect that is commonly used at sitcoms for such events, to reinforce the reaction needed from the public. As an alternative, a laughing crowd effect could also be used.
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Josh Akognon said goodbye to the basketball team. The point guard came to Partizan by default only until the end of the season to help us get back to Euroleague. We failed to qualify, at the same time Josh got seriously injured on his shoulder. The official statement says, the contract was terminated on a mutual agreement.
- I'm very sad that I have to leave Belgrade without winning the title and qualifying to Euroleague - he said. - My shoulder injury is also deteriorating.
- Partizan has the world's best fans - he added. - I have never been a part of anything like that. I wish them health and success in everything they do!
About the team, coaches, staff and teammates he said: - They will forever be my family. I love you all and thank you for the time you let me be a part of Partizan family. Once again I'm sorry I wasn't 100 % to be able to help you on the court.
Belgrade is a great city that warmly welcomed me. I will never forget this experience. I will always follow you and wish you a lot of success in the future! Thank you, Josh, thank you for being here, thank you for risking even your health to help the team. I hope someday you will return to Partizan. Take care, get well soon from your injury, and all the very best!
Pionir Hall had a brutal full house. Even the previous match was a total, absolute full house, but reports said, at this one there were even more people.
Fans were holding a banner with Bogdan Bogdanović before the match.
Members of the football team could be seen, too, on the tribunes. They surely arrived in a mortal hurry from ul. Humska.
If you look into the VIP-section, dear visitors, you can see other legends as well.
The moment when the two trainers shake hands.
The body language says it all. The always nervous, always restless Radonjić vs. the calm, cold, almost fish-blooded Duško Vujošević...
The beginning was actually not that bad. Milosavljević tricked the big and slow Marjanović in a way that Average Fan applaused.
Milutinov presented then a GIANT slam dunk (I was searching all over Youtube for a video - I found none, there is this photo only). (6:0)
Then Zvezda started to reduce the difference (6:5). Still, the red team was absolutely nervous, Mitrović got two personal fouls within the first 3 minutes. Murić put himself into action and scored 4 points (10:5).
Murić was definitely the best player of Partizan at this game.
Kalinić entered the game at this moment, he got a warm (not...) welcome with whistles, booing and hissing. Kalinić probably also decided to win the Moron of the Year Award, because he immediately started to mock Saša Pavlović.
Meanwhile Mačvan worked hard to increase the difference. At 14:9 he pushed the ball into the ring from almost the other side of the backboard (16:9). Murić scored as well, in a rather imposing way (18:11), Tepić made the difference to be two-digit (21:11). But Williams pushed himself hard, and after his 3-pointers we ended the first part with 24:22.
In the second quarter wrestling got started. Rolling on the floor, killing each other discreetly, but surely. In the meantime Milutinov blocked Kalinić with an elegant and totally humbling movement. A few moments later he did the same to Zirbes, what a joy it was to see it.
At this point of the game both teams missed out a lot of chances. Not as if I’d be terribly sorry for Zvezda’s fumblings, but when our players were blocked, well, those were tough moments. Mačvan was again heavily disliked by the referees, plus we paid the price of all the lost chances: Zveza equalized (30:30).
Fouls started to happen again. Just like at the previous matches.
Now we all know what it means.
Those were right who said "free throw gifts for Zvezda".
The standing switched to 32:35.
The half time result was 36:38, Murić scored soon before the end.
The second half was much worse.
In the third quarter Zvezda used their "brickwall" mode for defending. It was terrible. Marjanović was on full speed. Referees took our simple blocks as fouls. The whole quarter was bitter, teeth-clenching and full of struggles. Zvezda was always ahead with 1-2-3 points. Once we could equalize, Kalinić got a technical foul after continuously picking at Saša Pavlović. Pavlović punished them ruthlessly (49:49). Fouls came after fouls, with barely any field goals. Murić scored a few, he threw one even at the very end of the period (58:64).
The last quarter was a nightmare.
Who knows what kind of doping Williams took before the game, but he was on an inhumane speed. Kalinić brought the maximum out of the "assholesteron" drug. He literally sat on Murić, the referee didn’t whistle, yet he whistled technical foul on Mačvan, God knows, why. It was too much even for Mačvan.
"Mr. Referee, are you really this idiot, or you worked on it?"
"Screaming Jesus on a Ferris-wheel, he is really this idiot..."
...and if even Duško Vujošević thinks you are this idiot, then you’re hopeless.
Zvezda was still on the lead, the difference grew slowly but surely to 5-6 points (64:70). Meanwhile Milosavljević was fouled out, after he was pushed on the ground (!). The difference was almost two-digit (68:77), but thanks to Tepić’s free throws, we could control it (70:77). A Zvezda-player made a foul - no whistle. Murić did the same - immediate whistle, foul, free throw for Zvezda (70:78). In the last moments Kalinić was also fouled out, but it didn’t make any difference. Grave Diggers were showing love and support for Partizan in the last moments, even before the final whistle.
The last score was Bezbradica’s free throw (73:81).
The match ended with scandal. Partizan-fans overwhelmed Zvezda’s bench and players with all the small (and bigger) signs of their pure love. (They threw smaller objects at them, making the whole red team running back fast to their locker-room.) There were still post-match interviews on, SportKlub’s reporter was talking to the red team captain, when noises of physical fight could be heard in the background.
As it was found out later, the culprit was that same, small, fat, pig-headed Zvezda-fan who threw a torch among Partizan-players last year, after the Serbian superliga eternal derby.
In the meantime reporters talked to Josh Akognon, who played especially weak during the game. Akognon said, an injury recurrenced for him, and he had severe shoulder pains for the entire match.
...and dear visitors, that was all. Adriatic League dreams are over, Euroleague dreams are over, there is only the Serbian superliga left.
You get the impressions of the first two matches of the semifinals in bulk, because they were put on two days following each other (Wednesday and Thursday). But no worries, you will not miss out anything.
The first match was played on Wednesday, 14th.
In short: it was a terrible game.
It all started with Partizan-fans being banned out from the venue. It was taken so seriously, that a bunch of policemen were standing around Pionir Hall, and when a group of Grave Diggers appeared, trying to somehow sneak in, hell broke loose, there were even arrests.
Wonderful.
(Not.)
Nevertheless, maybe to loosen up the tensed atmosphere a bit, there was a small celebration before the match, when all players got a ring for qualifying to the semifinals.
Then reds grabbed our throats. 5 players on the court, thousands of blood-thirsty fans on the tribunes.
Time of our life.
One of those cave trolls immediately picked a quarrel with Saša Pavlović. The standing was 8:0 in the meantime, and the truth is, the difference didn’t change much during the game. We couldn’t take the lead, the most we could achieve was to approach the opponent to 1-2-3 points.
Zvezda sent all their forces into the battle. Jaka Blažič, Slovenia’s shame made a new meaning for "backboneless, idiotic moron". (More about him later.) German player Zirbes was like an overly-steroidal uruk-hai bulldozed down our boys, who looked like hobbits around him. But the worst, most disappointing was Kalinić. I remember this guy, when he was the player of Radnički. He looked to be a hard-working, industrious player, who does all that he is asked for. Now he was one of the red idiots, breaking the rules of fair play just like his teammates, picking quarrels with Partizan team members.
And if all these weren’t enough, Zvezda-fans supported (?) their team in the most disgusting way, mocking Saša Pavlović, Duško Vujošević and Milan Mačvan, calling them names. Referees of course didn’t do anything against it, like e.g. pausing the match and wait until the audience calms down. I’d seriously like to know if the League will take any kind of sanctions against the red team for their fans.
Sorry, I need to take a pause now to laugh at my own joke.
As for Zvezda’s playing style, they didn’t even bother to at least look like following fair play. They stuck at nothing, clashing with our players roughly, aggressively and arrogantly, in a "piss-off-little-bastard-I-am-da-boss"-style. Referees seemed to be amazed at their actions, because they never whistled, even when Mačvan was killed slowly by half of the red team. The only funny element in this tragedy (if we can call it funny at all) was the humane mountain Marjanović. He could be tackled very smoothly, for him being very slow. I admit, he had indefeasible values while his team was on defense, but even this didn’t save him from Mačvan tackling him.
Pavlović and Blažič against each other
The result of the first quarter was 24:13, and the end wasn’t even near...
The second quarter brought Jaka Blažič’s unbelievably unsportsmanlike brutal, aggressive, moronic, and most of all, intentional action.
The standing was 34:25. Milutinov got the ball, ran up and wanted to score. Blažič blocked him, but Milutinov still possessed the ball.
At this point the Slovenian smashed into Milutinov’s eye from behind.
It can be seen clearly as Blažič immediately scrawls back from the scene. No apologies, no handshake, nothing. Murić says something to him, most probably not something like "you little cutie pie". Milutinov collapsed and couldn’t return to the court.
(photo: Twitter)
At the post-game press conference we could get to know, Milutinov’s cornea was injured, thankfully it was not serious. (Hopefully.)
Needless to say, the referees didn’t whistle.
Then it was time for Kalinić. He pushed Milosavljević on the ground so heavily that the Captain was sliding on his bottom through the court. Murić and Williams also had a fight, then thankfully we could go for the half-time pause, with the result 38:31.
Duško Vujošević was not amused, to say the least. He often complained at the referees, usually with no effort
In the second half Saša Pavlović became the favourite punchbag of Zvezda-players again. At one point he was torn to pieces under the backboard, no, the referees again didn’t whistle.
At the post-game press conference Duško Vujošević told that after one of these cases (there were more...) Pavlović came off the court and threw up. But then he went black and continued to play. HERO.
In the meantime it got to be clear that the commentators of SportKlub 1 openly root for Zvezda (even I understood them and their orientation, with my basic Serbian). Mačvan tried to keep the spirit in the team, while the referees gave a generous gift to Zvezda in the form of many bonus shots, mostly because Mačvan blocked reds’ sly attacks pushing himself hard, putting all his heart and souls into defense. The end of the quarter was 55:52, Akognon scored a 3-pointer soon before the end.
It wasn’t easy for Akognon either, he was under very heavy pressure by the opponent
In the fourth quarter hell broke loose on the court. Brutality after brutality, often with cunning, sly methods, sometimes on the verge of physical fight. Referees also lost the remainings of their common sense, they supported Zvezda more and more often, giving us faults. At 60:56 Jović had a very nasty attack against Mačvan, and it says all that even the otherwise enthusiastic and patient Murić was yelling with rage. Marjanović, the big, inhumane-sized, overly slow mountain stomped Mačvan into the ground, the referees whistled a free throw - to Zvezda, of course. Murić was fouled out (why???...), Akognon was also fouled, after Jenkins hit the ball out of his hand... It was more and more like a surreal nightmare. We could end the game still with less than 10 points of difference, thanks to Marinković and Dallo. The final result of the first game was 73:64.
The next day came the next match (because we don’t stop until three games won).
Nikola Milutinov wanted to play, on his own risk. Doctors were heavily against it, but Milutinov isn’t that kind who just gives up after such a minor scratch.
It was unsure even right before the match if he could play, then this photo got viral on Twitter:
Yes. It was Nikola Milutinov, warming up. Nikola Milutinov will play. Nikola Milutinov is ready to die for the team, sacrificing even his health.
Nikola Milutinov is a HERO, so now you stand up and salute for him.
So, it started again with Saša Pavlović as Zvezda’s favourite punchbag. Yet, we made it to 5:5 from 5:2. Our defense line improved a LOT during this one day, what a joy it was to see big, slow Marjanović and little, disgusting Blažič being blocked by our defenders.
We turned the standing to 7:8 from 7:5, thanks to Tepić’s heroic action.
Zvezda also changed a lot since the previous day. They were definitely slower, less aggressive. It seems, miracles last only 1 day around them. Instead of a brutal, ruthless and merciless team there was an average group of 5 players on the court. They didn’t even act as morons, they just looked to be in bad mood and slightly frustrated (which grew during the game).
And Partizan shamelessly used it for their own benefit.
Dragan Milosavljević turned the standing to our side (9:10), then came the other team members. Tepić scored twice (9:14), Milutinov also started to redeem his debts (9:18). Nothing worked for Zvezda, not even the idiotic mode (they still tried with being sly, but this time Partizan players avoided them with a grin). The first part’s result was set by Mačvan, assited by an enthusiastic Akognon (17:22).
Brief discussion: Duško Vujošević with Milan Mačvan on his right and Dragan Milosavljević on his left
We opened the second quarter with this:
It’s clearly visible how hard Blažič is trying to keep the Captain back, but the odds were against him.
At a point Zvezda turned the standings to their side (27:26), but again Tepić’s heroic act cut it short (27:28). Akognon quickly helped to fix it (27:31), while our defense line made miracles. Akognon stole the ball in the middle of a Zvezda-attack, ran up, made a great solo and threw the ball into the ring (27:35). Then Mačvan came, saw, took the team under his armpit and scored 5 points. The half-time result was set by Murić (35:42).
In the third quarter Mačvan continued the fiesta (35:47), even stirred up the audience that again consisted of only Zvezda-fans.
"Chill down, bitchez, I am da King!"
But the greatest was when the beast totally broke out of Mačvan in the heat of the game. Blažič (who still kept on using his dirty little tricks) ran up to our backboard. Mačvan didn’t hesitate, but jumped up and bodychecked the Slovenian with full force. It was so heavy that Blažič flew out of the court and landed on the floor with a big noise.
He deserved it. A lot.
Evil little sparks were playing on Mačvan’s face, this was the point when the entire Zvezda should have packed up and asked for political asylum in e.g. Timbuktu or at some other hidden places of the world. Mačvan is unstoppable even when he is in a beast-mode, but now he was a demon, everyone’s nightmare.
Of course Mačvan was fouled after this action, but Blažič was so confused that he missed out the free throw.
And Zvezda started to slowly fall to pieces. (They made mistakes even a kindergarten team would never do, e.g. dropping the ball out of their hands, etc.) Only Jenkins was really active, scoring baskets. But one player can’t stand for long against Partizan, that Partizan which is infuriated, vengeful and ready to die for the victory.
Against this Partizan even an entire army can’t stand for long, you sillies.
Mačvan was unstoppable. He was there at everywhere, at the attacks, at the defense, and he made it all with such an amazing troll style, in such a cheeky way that made Average Fan rolling on the floor. At the end of the quarter the atmosphere was very heated on the court. Zvezda-players were heavily frustrated, at a point Jenkins grabbed Andrić and simply threw him to the ground (referees didn’t whistle), but we were on the lead, against all odds, with 10 points difference. (48:58)
"You have no balls!" Andrić vs. Blažič
In the last quarter Mačvan again used the bodycheck-trick in the beginning while having a very evil grin on his face. Zvezda tried to keep the pace, though only their American players were active (56:62). Mačvan and Zirbes had a verbal fight, Zvezda made it to 61:62, but at this point Akognon activated his rocket mode and increased the difference to 61:67. Zvezda tried everything, but they couldn’t took back the lead even while clenching their teeth. Their players were totally nervous, yelling with each other, Lazić turned into a moron for the last minutes.
The end was a heart attack.
There were only 17 seconds left. The standing was 68:69. We missed out a chance, Zvezda attacked. Blažič ran up with the ball, and then came Nikola Milutinov’s moment we were all waiting for so much, the Moment of Noble Revenge, the Block of the Century.
Cardial arrest, cerebral haemorrhage, scratching the floor while gasping for breath. It’s our turn. We ran up... and in the most critical moment Lazić brutally pushes Tepić. Free throw. 68:70. Buzz. We won. WE WON!!!!!
Now the aggregated standing is 1:1, next match comes today at 21:00.
Old friends and former teammates were also very happy.
Bravvvooooo breeeee!!!!!!!!!!!! Jos dve !!!!!! ✌🏻✌🏻️💪🏻💪🏻👊🏻👊🏻
— Bogdan Bogdanovic (@LeaderOfHorde) April 15, 2015
Where should I start it?...
I have seen brutal games. I have seen debil audience, raging fans, idiotic, corrupted referees, primitive players. I have seen fans clashing, I have seen and heard more than often when an entire tribune swears at the opponent team, the referee or the fans of the other side.
But I have never seen anything like this in Podgorica.
I may even admit, Budućnost-fans surpassed even red fans. Though they are definitely a hardcore group.
Not to mention the referees... It’s one thing that whenever they whistled, it was for Budućnost, but they didn’t even lift a hand to do something against fan violence.
Just a reminder: you know, dear referees, there is that thing called public address system. You know, that thing when a guy speaks into the microphone and the entire hall can hear it. You could have simply gone to that guy and ask him to say it into the mic something like "pleasekeepsupportingyourteaminthespiritoffairplaythankyou". What is more, you could have even paused the game. Just sayin’.
The first quarter was a struggle. Nothing wanted to work. It was 7:2, our first basket came after 3 minutes (by Dragan Milosavljević). Then it was 12:4. This was the point when Josh Akognon tried to bring the spirit back to the team and scored two 3-pointers. The difference was reduced to two points (12:10). Pavlović was also unwilling to just give up (13:12), despite being fouled twice.
Then came Murić with a giant 3-pointer. 13:15, the standing switched to our side.
It brought the steam roller out of Milosavljević and his Captain powers, he increased the difference to 17:22. The Titograd Podgorica-based team was struggling with mistakes, missed-out chances and free throws. In the meantime Partizan slowly but surely took control of the game. The result of the quarter was 17:24, Murić scored soon before the end.
In the second quarter we continued with our great series, like e.g. this:
The second quarter brought out our best. We were on the lead for the whole time always with just a few points, demonstrating that we were still better than them. Then this happened at 38:43.
Everyone could see live Dragan Milosavljević being hit by someone. And everyone could see referees doing nothing, absolutely nothing. This is the most revolting of it all that these three corrupted rats didn’t even raise their eyebrows on such obvious injustices. Neither them, nor the officials of ABA Liga being present.
Just a side note: the audience yelled the most disgusting words to Saša Pavlović and Duško Vujošević. For Pavlović the most moderate was "traitor". So far no news source mentioned ABA Liga to come up with any sanction against Budućnost for this unfair attitude of fans - neither for this case, nor for the rest that were yet to come.
At the end of the quarter the standing was 43:44 (that was also the half-time result) hell broke loose. The terrified Average Fan could see only that members of the two teams literally clash in a fight, hitting each other.
Budućnost’s two players, Cook and Paunić started to hit Murić and Pavlović. The reasons are still unknown, but for sure they didn’t reach our players to be best friends forever. Nevertheless referees chose the most effective (LOL) solution in the beginning of the third quarter.
They put technical foul on both Murić and Pavlović.
(Some say Cook and Paunić also got technical, but you know, seeing is believing, and I didn’t see anything.)
Somehow Partizan’s pace slowed down after this incident. Budućnost equalized (46:46), they even took the lead (49:48), then something happened again.
This happened.
(photo: Twitter)
Dragan Milosavljević’s forehead was wounded, blood ran down on the Captain’s face. He got a bandage on it and came back to the court with wrapped head.
A hero.
We tried to keep the pace in the openly hostile surroundings. We did things like this.
Or like this.
Tepa is a good boy, he helps wherever he can.
For a short while we took back the lead (62:66), then Budućnost equalized from free throw (66:66), but despite all we ended the quarter with 66:69.
We kept this pace even in the beginning of the last quarter. It wasn’t easy, our 3-pointers didn’t want to fall into the ring at all. Milosavljević was fouled out, Budućnost put us under great pressure, and for the end they switched the standing to their side (72:71). But then came Saša Pavlović.
But his 3-pointer he threw after this one was not validated, it was booked only as a simple basket. (72:76) Oh, well... We were still on the lead, Akognon also scored a 3-pointer (72:79), because it is always better to be safe than sorry. Average Fan started to hear happily chirping birds (with mental ears), when Saša Pavlović was fouled out. And from that point on referees did everything to make Budućnost the winner of this game.
They did everything before as well, but from this point on they didn’t even try to cover it.
The Podgorica team equalized (79:79), with an extra gift bonus throw (80:79). Meanwhile Mačvan fell on the court after someone pushed him. He hit his head into the parquette so heavily that he could leave the ground only with help. No, referees still didn’t whistle. The tribune was on fire, referees at this point wanted to just go home most probably, but before leaving they had to go to the cashier for their payment. They worked hard for the money indeed.
Here is a video which was titled "thriller ending" by ABA Liga, they couldn’t make it any more cynical... The proper title would have been "scandal".
There are highlights, too.
Budućnost has given out an official statement, where they apologize to Duško Vujošević. Only to him, but not to Saša Pavlović, Edo Murić or Dragan Milosavljević.
Nice job, idiots. I hope, ABA League will pat your stupid heads for this.
Partizan nevertheless made it to the Final Four together with Crvena Zvezda, Budućnost and Cedevita. Our first match will be - heavenily happiness - against the red team. Dates come later, now Partizan joins the Serbian national basketball league, where they play against Konstantin on Saturday.
Approx. 90 minutes before the start Mačvan appeared on the court and started to warm up.
(photo: Twitter)
He was followed by the others.
(photo: Twitter)
The audience was gathering, too.
(photo: Twitter)
The match started with a minute-long silence for the memory of the victims of the helicopter tragedy on Saturday.
(photo: hotsport.rs)
Then the two teams clashed. Within a short time we took the lead to 10:4. New boy Akognon quickly made himself to the scorers’ list with a fantastic 3-pointer.
(photo: hotsport.rs)
Yet the guests equalized for the second half of the quarter (15:15). We missed out a horror amount of chances and Zadar took advantage of them, as much that they switched the standing on their side. We finished the quarter with 15:20, the defense of the guests was made from concrete. Sometimes one could have the impression their entire bench was jostling under the backboard. We even made that mistake that we fumbled too long and ran out of time. Our player was standing in the paint with a desperate face and the buzz was ringing.
Time-out
(photo: Twitter)
The start of the second quarter was not delightful either. Right as we ran out to the court, the ball was stolen from Milutinov (15:22). At 17:24 Kraljević blocked Marinković so heavily that Partizan’s young player could only gasp for breath.
Duško Vujošević sitting next to the judges’ table
(photo: Twitter)
There was a great fight on the court, literally. Both sides used their strongest defense, there was always at least three, four, sometimes even five players waiting for the attacker under the backboard. Despite all these forces we reduced the difference to 25:26, thanks to Murić’s giant 3-pointer among others.
And then came Josh Akognon.
(photo: hotsport.rs)
At 25:26 Akognon scored such a huge 3-pointer that the plaster on Pionir Hall’s walls started to fall down (28:26). The hall exploded, it made Mačvan speed up, increasing the difference with great teamwork (32:26). Dallo didn’t want to be missed out either (34:26). Murić’s score closed the first half (36:28).
Gregor Balažic was watching the game with his wife
(photo: hotsport.rs)
In the half-time a lot of children were playing on the court
(photos: Twitter)
The third quarter was opened by Akognon (39:28) and continued by Murić, who got a rebound and mercilessly took advantage of it (41:28).
(photo: hotsport.rs)
And then came Milosavljević.
Captain Dragan Milosavljević.
He came, he saw and he dunked.
(photo: hotsport.rs)
After Milosavljević’s great dunk the entire bench jumped up and ran on the court to celebrate. On this photo Đumić greets the Captain.
(photo: Twitter)
From this point on there was no stop. Zadar was trying though (43:30), even from free throw (45:32), but Partizan rushed over them, like a lunatic steam roller. Akognon had a great score, assisted by Mačvan (47:32), then he ran up on the court, passed to Milutinov, who gave it to Mačvan. Mačvan scored a giant 3-pointer (50:34).
It can’t be any better
(photo: hotsport.rs)
High five to Akognon after a great action
(photo: Twitter)
Marinković is watching
(photo: Twitter)
And so on. Milosavljević scored from Mačvan’s rebound (52:39), then the Captain passed the ball to Milutinov with a brilliant movement, passing behind his back. (55:39) Dallo put the dot to the letter i at the end of the quarter (59:39). With his score the difference was 20 points.
The whole bench jumped up and screamed after Dallo’s score
(photo: Twitter)
The end was a festival.
3-pointer king Andrić said hi (62:39), followed by Marinković’s score (64:39), then came Dallo with bonus shot (67:39). Zadar collapsed. Nothing worked for them, all their tryings got rebound from the ring.
Brothers: Dallo and Akognon
Tepić was playing with this waistband
(photos: Twitter)
For the end Đumić sped up and brought scores.
(photo: hotsport.rs)
The difference grew to 30 points (72:41). Zadar could score from free throws (72:43), then it was Marinković-time (83:48). The only question left was if we can make the 40-point difference. We couldn’t, though the guest team fell to atoms for the end. They could score only from free throws, all their attempts for action goal were missed out.
At the end I felt for them, really.
Đumić scored the last basket of the game (87:53). Zadar could make a dunk at the very end, right at the buzz, but the judges invalidated it.
I didn’t get it. That one basket wouldn’t have made any difference for the final result. Even the guest team could have had their peace that they could still score a dunk at the end, to prove themselves and their glory. Whom would it have made pain to?...
It was time to celebrate.
(photo: Twitter)
(photo: hotsport.rs)
Akognon was surrounded by fans. He was the favourite, everyone wanted a photo with him and he eagerly smiled to everyone.
(photo: Twitter)
(photo: hotsport.rs)
In the middle of the crowd there is somewhere Akognon there. Every fan wanted him.
(photo: Twitter)
Akognon was overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of fans.
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