NBA backer king

Chapter 95 Who Did I Deduct Just Now?
At eight o'clock, the game officially began.

Tonight's game will only have live commentary, and there will be no national broadcast.

The game starts, jump ball.

It was Dameng who won again, this old guy was faster than Old Wang, which made up for his lack of height.

The Mosaic team attacked, and Kenny Smith was close to the top of the arc. He saw Kevin Johnson a little more than one step away from him, and without thinking about it, he jumped up and shot a three-pointer.

"Shh!"

There was a splash of water, and the ball was hit.

"Shet!"

Kevin Johnson cursed angrily.

Looking back, he's going for one more, first transitioning the ball with Dumars, then catching the ball at the top of the key, popping up for a jumper.

Kenny Smith quickly took off to block the shot, but he was fooled. Kevin Johnson is a real top point guard, he would not be so impulsive.

When Dameng returned to the defense basket, Kevin Johnson threw the ball into the air behind the former, and then flashed in the opposite direction.

"not good!"

Dameng paused in his heart, who else could be behind him?
In the next moment, he turned around quickly, but it was too late. Facing the soaring Wang Tiejun, all his vision was blocked.

Then a big hand was placed on his head, prohibiting him from jumping, and at the same time, with a bang, the basket above his head was smashed, and then he fell continuously after being hit, and almost fell down under the basket.

Looking up, a giant beast was hanging on the basket, dangling back and forth.

"yeah!"

With a violent start, the American West Arena was boiling.

"Old guy, did this buckle make you feel comfortable? If it's not enough, I'll do it again." After jumping down, Pharaoh excitedly sprayed at Dameng.

"Fake oil!"

He was dunked at the beginning of the game, and was sprayed with trash talk. The fire was too big, and Dameng yelled at him.

The two fought against each other like fighting cocks.

"Come on, can you stop pushing my nose?" Old Wang said angrily.

"Top you a lung!"

Dameng uttered a sentence in Cantonese, which he learned in Chinatown in Houston the day before yesterday, and he learned it specifically to scold Lao Wang.

Lao Wang was stunned, the words sounded familiar. Many people in the village have gone to Guangdong to work in the past few years. Most of his friends have gone to Shenzhen in groups. When they come back, they often hear them swearing.

"You actually scolded me in Cantonese?"

A little confused, but Dameng, who took advantage of it, ran away quickly, and he quickly chased after him.

After chasing to the backcourt, Dameng, who was a lot faster, had already entered the basket. He ran over in a hurry and blocked the front.

"Go around?"

Dameng quickly dodged to the side and asked for the ball outside.

Kenny Smith reacted quickly and was very strong, and he passed the ball in immediately.

Dameng catches the ball and hits back, and immediately has the most classic side-to-side swing, shaking Wang Tiejun's feet behind him, then he turns up again, and makes a small throw two meters away from the basket and hits a ball.

"Defending the colander and scoring points on your head is as easy as cutting vegetables and melons." After he succeeded, his trash talk came immediately.

"Who did I block just now?"

Lao Wang was not slow to react, and immediately pretended to have amnesia and said to himself.

"Damn rookie!"

Dameng's eyes flashed with anger, and he almost vomited blood.

After two rounds, the Suns attacked and Wang Tiejun asked for the ball in the low position on the left wing.

The big dream came around, and he immediately held the former with his front hand, and the latter raised his hand to ask for the ball.

The ball came in, and Dameng saw it, and quickly turned from the front to the top defense.

When he caught the ball, the back of his left shoulder immediately pressed back on Dameng's left chest, he paused on his feet, and leaned back to start.

Dameng only felt the potential surging, his upper body couldn't help leaning back, his center of gravity loosened.

The next moment, he stabilized his center of gravity, and at the same time when his chest was pushed up again, he raised his right elbow and pressed it heavily on Wang Tiejun's neck, then put it down again, pushed it against the latter's waist, then put it down again, and then lifted it up again.

"Damn it, is your elbow finished?"

The neck was pushed, and the rhythm of relying on the force of the hit was affected. Wang Tiejun's second attack ended without a problem.

"Damn it, elbows and necks aren't a foul?" he took a moment to look at the referee, but there was no whistle, and he complained in his heart.

"Fuck!"

He tried again, Dameng elbowed his neck again while also flanking his knee with his knee, but still no whistle.

The rhythm was completely disrupted by Dameng's rough movements. He had no choice but to get up hastily and made a hook, but missed. Dameng turned around and got the rebound.

In the next few minutes, he fell into the confusion of Dameng's defense, and did not perform well on the offensive end.

On the defensive end, he was so shaken by Dameng that he almost vomited, and after being knocked down in the 8th minute, he was replaced.

At this time, at 18:14, the Suns trailed by 4 points at home.

Dameng made 4 of 3 shots, 1 of 1 free throw, and scored 7 points and 2 rebounds. However, he made 4 of 1 shots and missed one of the next three hooks. He only got 2 points, 2 rebounds and 1 foul.

After sitting back on the bench, assistant coach Lewis came over to analyze the situation for him and asked, "Old K, how does it feel to play against Big Dream for the second time?"

"It feels like Dameng is a different person, as difficult and troublesome as David Robinson." He said.

"That's right, maybe the scoring ability is a bit weaker, but Dameng's overall strength is only above Robinson, not below him." Lewis said.

He nodded and said, "He made a lot of defensive moves today, and the referee turned a blind eye."

Lewis shook his head and said: "You have also watched a lot of game videos, don't you understand that this is the intensity of the current confrontation, elbows are part of the confrontation, as long as your elbows are retracted in time, the referee will generally not blow the whistle.

When you think about pulling Pippen out of the sky on the court, he fell unconscious, and you only got one defensive foul. "

He couldn't help nodding his head and said, "It seems that David Robinson's card is stronger. If he gets angry, the referee will blow me."

Lewis couldn't help laughing, and said with a smile: "That's his home field, plus the referee's personal reasons, the difference in penalty scales, and the conflicts between you, it's not surprising that he targets you, of course the referee will only favor him."

"Then what good idea do you have now? Dameng is so defensive against me, I don't seem to be able to get in." He said helplessly.

"It's easy to handle. You're just afraid of fouling, and you don't dare to increase the intensity of confrontation. You are a little bit restrained."

Lewis smiled and said: "He has small moves, you can also use these moves to strengthen the confrontation with him, this is what you are best at, don't be afraid of fouls, you always have to test how strict the referee's whistle is on you.

You remember, the factor of the referee is always just an accident, so don't pay too much attention to him, just stick to your own style of play, have the courage to rush up to the opponent's elbow, give him a hard elbow, and he will be quiet. "

"Ok."

With the support of the coach, his confidence came up again.

　See you at 12 noon, thank you for your support! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)