Kobe Bryant through time

Chapter 47 The Process of Disappointment

Ling Yu faced the defensive player in front of him with a serious and cool expression.

Ling Yu looked at his standing position and found that he intentionally leaned to the right, exposing the gap on the left.

Is this to lure me into a trap?

Ling Yu sneered and slowly dribbled the ball.After a series of cross steps, the man seemed to be swayed by this dazzling dribble all of a sudden, afraid of taking a fake move, he hurriedly took a step back to prevent a breakthrough and shoot.

However, Ling Yu did not choose to make a shot, because it was not very sure, so Ling Yu dribbled the ball and forced it up again.

The man looked at the positions of his teammates behind him, stopped in his tracks, and prepared to defend Ling Yu with his body.To his surprise, Ling Yu stopped walking one meter away from him.

"See how I attack."

Ling Yu smiled, and used the stunt of Marbury who had just stolen his master, and the technique changed direction, and the man took a fake move in one fell swoop.However, perhaps because he has just learned it and is not proficient, his movements are naturally not as realistic as Marbury.Although the man said he took a fake move, he reacted immediately and made it up again.

"That's all? Not enough."

I don't know if that person is telling the truth, or he is trying to create momentum for himself.

"Of course not. Wait." Ling Yu sneered and dribbled the ball again.

Nothing else, familiar movements.Feint.

Ling Yu pushed the ball to the right with his right hand, his body and shoulders turned to the right, and his right foot lunged to the right as if he was about to step forward.The man hastily moved laterally to the right, trying to block the line.

At this moment, Ling Yu buckled back with his right hand and pulled the ball to the left. At the same time, he stepped forward with his left foot. At this time, the ball also reached the left. When he dribbled the ball with his left hand, he accelerated, and the person in front of him was passed by immediately. .

"Hey! Knight." Ling Yu shouted, shook his hand, and handed the ball to Knight who was open under the basket, and Knight easily put the ball into the basket.

"That's how I attack."

When he walked past that person, Ling Yu said in a low voice, very polite, but with the slightest hint of provocation.

"pretty."

The man didn't bother with the ball just now, and praised Ling Yu.Ling Yu was taken aback. He thought his words would irritate him, but he didn't expect him to be so calm, as if he didn't care at all.

"My name is Bryant."

"Kenny. Smith." Smith replied, "It's our turn to attack. We'll pay back."

"We'll wait."

Ling Yu smiled, didn't say anything more, and ran back to the backcourt.

After replacing the starting lineup, although the power forwards in the second team were much higher than Barkley, the technical gap was too far, and Barkley was beaten by Barkley again and again, and he also paid a lot of fouls.As a last resort, Del switched to the starting lineup again, and at the same time replaced Ling Yu, who had played for more than a quarter, to let him take a breath and rest.

Ling Yu sat down on the bench, took the water handed by the staff on the sidelines, gulped it down twice, closed the lid and returned it, and then stared at the changing situation on the field without moving.

O'Neill is much younger than Dameng, and with his strong physique, he has a slight advantage in confrontation.However, Dameng is a skilled player, and he doesn't play hand-to-hand combat. With the addition of "dream footsteps", the strength of the two is evenly matched, regardless of whether they are high or low.

In contrast, the Lakers' starting power forward has no way to catch Barkley. Barkley is 198 tall, can play inside and outside, can play singles with backs, and can shoot three-pointers. He has many offensive methods.In terms of defense, Barkley is relatively stable in the bottom game, not weak in strength and confrontation, and the Lakers can't take advantage of the power forward.

In the shooting guard confrontation, Eddie and Clyde seem to be evenly matched, and they are evenly matched.

Ling Yu ended up with Clauser as the point guard. Although he is only a player in the second team, his ability is also good.

Based on a player comparison, I think the Rockets have the upper hand, and that's the case.

The Rockets frequently used Barkley's point to cause damage to the Lakers, and at the same time cooperated with Dameng's inside to score points, the Rockets finally pulled the score to double digits.

Del was in a hurry and called a timeout to arrange the team's offense for the remaining 2 minutes of the first half.

"Give the ball to Shaq. Everyone else runs and passes the ball whenever Shaq is flanked. Keep an eye on the defense and don't miss the gap."

"Wait for Bryant to play, and play more with Shaq."

After a short pause of 20 seconds, everyone came on stage one after another. Ling Yu wiped off the sweat on his hands and walked up.

The Lakers attacked, and Del's tactics started from O'Neal. Ling Yu didn't hesitate, dribbled the ball to the frontcourt, lobbed it directly to Shaq, and ran to the bottom line on the right side, waiting for a response.

O'Neal glanced to see if there was a Rockets defense player, and after getting a negative answer, O'Neal dribbled the ball.He pouted his buttocks and began to sit and daydream.

With such a huge body running against him, the pressure is naturally great, Dameng gritted his teeth and took a lunge.

Although he is not as good as O'Neal in terms of confrontation, the king of blocked shots in history has his own defensive strategy.He opened his arms and put his body against O'Neal, putting pressure on O'Neal from time to time.Sure enough, O'Neill couldn't stand the pressure and held the ball and forced a layup.Dameng, who was already in his position, naturally wouldn't let O'Neal layup so easily. He stretched out his hands and interfered vigorously.

Under such interference, O'Neal naturally failed to score the ball, and the rebound was also taken by Dameng.

"Fuck."

O'Neill slapped his right hand violently, and ran back muttering.

As the saying goes, courteous reciprocity, O'Neal will also successfully defend the big dream in the next round, and he will breathe a sigh of relief.

Next, the two teams defended in every possible way. Until the end of the first half, neither team scored a goal. With Barkley's kill, the Rockets entered the second half with a double-digit lead.

When walking back to the locker room, Ling Yu looked at the scorer above the arena.

kobe.Bryant had 9 points, 6 assists, 3 rebounds, 2 fouls, and 1 steal.

How should I put it, neither good nor bad, 60 points.Still, the second half has to do better.

Ling Yu clenched his fists, shouted "Come on" for himself, and walked towards the locker room.

There was a moment of dullness in the locker room. Although it was only halftime, no one wanted to see the score falling behind.

O'Neill gulped down the water, and there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, as if he was still thinking about the big dream of playing singles with his back just now, and he was careless about being hated.

Fisher leaned against Knight, muttering something in a low voice.

The others were also silent, not saying a word, and the dull eyes seemed to make them answer the stadium just now...
"nice shot!"

"Good job, Barkley."

"what!"

Barkley screamed after a dunk, and his face was crazy and ferocious. Ling Yu slowly came back to his senses, and looked out the door motionlessly, as if the stadium was right in front of him, and there was nothing in front of him.

"Hey! It's time, get out!"

They didn't know who yelled, and they took back their thoughts of going away, took a deep breath, and walked out.

Everyone is in a bad state, and it will definitely not work if this continues.

Ling Yu looked at the frustrated people in front of him, and couldn't find the original excitement, so he couldn't help frowning.

To reawaken their passion, so as to win.

Ling Yu pursed his lips, his frowning brows slowly relaxed.

At the beginning of the second half of the game, both sides started the game, and the Lakers took the lead in attacking.

"Shaq."

Ling Yu shouted at O'Neill while dribbling the ball, observing his teammates' running positions from the corner of his eye from time to time.

"Bryant, here."

Eddie.Jones, under the cover of Shaq, ran to the right wing.Without hesitation, Ling Yu passed the ball to Eddie.jones.

Eddie.Jones looked serious, staring sideways at the defensive player Clyde, then looked at Shaq, and found that O'Neal was surrounded by Dameng and couldn't receive the ball.Eddie stared at Clyde again, slowly dribbling the ball.

At the same time, O'Neal and Dameng were jostling each other under the basket, and neither of them intended to relax.

The tactics of the Lakers started from O'Neal, while Eddie observed more about Shaq's positions, and prepared to pass the ball to Shaq at any time.And just like that, Eddie relaxed a little, and Clyde rushed forward.

not good.Eddie's going to get a steal.

Ling Yu frowned and hurried over to meet him.

"Eddie."

But it was too late, Clyde's long arm had already reached the ball in Eddie's hand, and Eddie nervously pressed his right hand against Clyde, trying to turn around and grab the ball.But not wanting to use too much force, Clyde was pushed back a few steps.

The whistle sounded and the Lakers made an offensive foul.

"DO NOT!"

Eddie was very dissatisfied with the penalty. He spread his hands and ran to Crawford, and said innocently, "I didn't foul."

"Go back to the game."

Crawford, the old fritters, refused to eat hard and soft, ignored Eddie, and ran to the frontcourt after speaking.

Eddie wanted to say something, but when he saw Crawford like that, he closed his mouth, gritted his teeth, and ran back without saying a word.

Without passion, the offense cannot be played, and the defense is naturally powerless.

After a few back and forth, the Lakers failed to score a single offense, and their defense was also full of loopholes.However, they have to be thankful that the Rockets have a bad touch, and the open space at the basket makes the ball go crazy.

There wasn't much passion in the first place, but now that the score has been stretched again, the Lakers have lost their temper at all. They play like a [-]-year-old old lady, and they have long since lost their passion.

"Attack, attack."

Del became anxious, stomping his feet, instead of hovering between the rostrum and the bench.

"Play inside, get in position, run in position. Let me do the transition between offense and defense."

The sound of Del's roar echoed throughout the arena, reaching the ears of fans from time to time.

After waiting for a summer, the arrival of Shaq gave them hope and made them crazy.However, looking at the Lakers in front of them, they began to meditate and pray in their hearts.

Don't lose the first game so badly.

Another attack was completed, and their hearts became more pious and more disturbed.Because the Rockets played another offense.

Del shook his head helplessly, and made a time-out gesture to the referee.

The point difference is close to 20 points, and it will be too late if a timeout is not called.

Del looked at the dull and more helpless players on his face, sighed lightly, and said, "This is the first game of this season, and everyone's cooperation is still a bit rusty. It's not your fault for the score."

No reprimand?The tone is so relaxed?
Are you going to give up the game?
Ling Yu frowned, he didn't want to surrender now.Turning to look at the timer, there are 6 minutes and 32 seconds left in the fourth quarter.

enough time.

(End of this chapter)