Forward to the basket

It is estimated that even D'Antoni himself did not expect that in an ordinary regular season, he would be irritated by a rookie of the opponent, and even the main substitute would be overshadowed by that kid.

D'Antoni rarely gets angry, but this time he couldn't suppress his anger, otherwise he wouldn't let Stoudemire appear like this, after all, that guy is the source of this trouble.

However, the loss of Dior at this time made the already adequate inside line seem a bit empty, although there are still Jumaine Jones and Max on the bench who can play.

But compared with Dior in terms of role and height, not only do they have no advantage, but more because of their limited personal ability, they can't attack each other like the French, and they can connect the inside and outside.

Chen Fengyin Dior's move is equivalent to breaking the balance of the Suns. Originally, if there was a Frenchman in the rotation lineup, it could form a system by itself. Now that he is off, Nash or Marion has to stay on the court. For a long time, it is also a test for their physical energy consumption.

Moreover, Chen Feng also broke the order of the Suns' rotation in the previous few games.

Because of this, after D'Antoni briefly considered, he could only let Stoudemire play.

Although that guy is also a troublemaker, his scoring ability is still more suitable for the Suns' offensive system than Thomas, and Thomas' scoring average does seem a bit shabby.

Throwing Stoudemire, a powerful insider with an average of about 25 points per game, on the court is to attack the Celtics' defense. By the way, D'Antoni also hopes to get rid of that guy Chen Feng.

In any case, Stoudemire is also one of the few insiders in the league now. When he meets a rookie who seems to rely on his body for food, D'Antoni hopes that Stoudemire can take his opponent hard.

It may be that Chen Feng was too strong in the fight with Dior. D'Antoni was already a little worried about letting such a big guy continue to take root in the interior. He didn't want his interior to be defeated.

Defeat that guy, this is the task D'Antoni gave Stoudemire, not only to kill the prestige of this rookie, but also to let the team recover from the conflict just now.

The game has only been played for less than a quarter, and he is listless now. Could it be that he wants to win the second defeat?

Although the Suns are now No. [-] in the Western Conference, the Spurs and Mavericks are closely following them. If they are not careful, they may be overtaken by their opponents. D'Antoni doesn't want to waste such a good situation.

If even the Celtics are playing so hard, why are they talking about dominating the Western Conference and reaching the Finals.

D'Antoni doesn't know what the players think, but as the team's head coach, he has already secretly vowed to lead the Suns to a championship, and he has little time left.

Two consecutive defeats, if this season is not successful, then the management may choose to change coaches.

However, these thoughts in D'Antoni's mind will not affect the game, and after Stoudemire came on the court, he approached Chen Feng without any hesitation, and the two faced each other.

"I have come up, as you wish, but from this second, you have to be careful, you'd better buy an insurance now, or your ass will be kicked by me, I promise! "

Stoudemire just stood in front of Chen Feng. The two big guys, who were about the same height, just looked at each other face to face. At this moment, Stoudemire was not so manic, but this guy's eyes penetrated. There was a strong desire to conquer, as if he wanted to knock Chen Feng down immediately.

"That's really the stupidest thing I've ever heard. I hope you can achieve your goal, but before that, you'd better figure out how to make your team make up the five points gap."

Facing Stoudemire's declaration of war, Chen Feng did not evade, but pushed back with a more blunt tone.

"Remember what you said, don't regret it!" Before Stoudemire spoke, he probably had already thought of such an ending, but he still slightly underestimated Chen Feng's determination and courage.

But Stoudemire has already figured it out, and he must teach this guy who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth well.

If you want to teach an opponent a lesson, the best way is to destroy his self-confidence viciously. Stoudemire sat on the sidelines and saw the scene where Chen Feng forced Dior, so he also planned to do the same!

Since Stoudemire came on the court, the Suns' offense has changed from floating in the middle distance to being mainly inside, with Marion assisting in the cover, and Nash's passing goal this time is also aimed at the basket.

Although Rondo wanted to stop Nash, he really couldn't keep an eye on the pass of the two-time mvp. Regardless of whether it was a back pass or a hit, as long as Nash wanted to pass, he could always find a gap to pass the ball smoothly.

Stoudemire is used to feeding the ball like Nash, and before he catches the ball, he has used his generous back to withstand Chen Feng, preventing the opponent from having a chance to go around the front to defend, and his turn after receiving the ball The action is also amazingly fast, and the cut has been completed almost at the same time as catching the ball.

With a twist of his body, Chen Feng felt that his hands on Stoudemire's back lost their target.

"Damn it, what a fast speed!", Chen Feng got stuck behind Stoudemire's push and lean, and the worst part was that his hands couldn't completely block the opponent's shooting angle.

Although Chen Feng had tried his best to open his hands and straighten them up desperately, trying to cover the angle of the opponent's shot, he still suffered a hidden disadvantage in taking off because the opponent's turning speed was too fast.

Stoudemire can play well in the NBA. What this guy is most proud of is his strong body and good offensive ability. When he turns around and cuts in, he is still in the air, and his hand holding the ball shakes.

He hit the board with ease and went into the basket. Although Chen Feng also blocked the shot, compared with Stoudemire's offensive rhythm, he was still a bit slower, and he could only watch helplessly as the opponent narrowed the score to three points.

"It's still 3 points away, as I said, I will kick your ass hard, even if you regret it, it's too late, because you pissed me off, the last person who pissed me off, I got 40 like just now point."

Stoudemire stepped back and shouted at Chen Feng while pointing at the point difference. The guy even shook his right hand a few times deliberately, as if telling Chen Feng that this is how he scored.

"As long as I'm on the court, I'm just full of offense**...I'll do some very aggressive plays at times to intimidate opponents, power over them, and attack the rim over their heads. It can piss off opponents , Sometimes even spread to my teammates. But this kind of deterrence to the opponent is absolutely necessary.", This is what Stoudemire once said, just like his personality.

Tough, ferocious, like an overlord gun that can tear the air when it dances, every time it is shot, it is terrible.

In the last game against the Spurs, even Duncan didn't choose to fight to the end with such a fierce guy.

It is conceivable that Xiaobawang's inside offensive firepower is terrifying in the new generation.

At the beginning, Stoudemire relied on such a fierce temperament to win the best rookie.

It's just that this overlord gun never dreamed that in Boston, there was a guy who was almost like himself and used to hang around on the streets of New York, and he was also a tough aura, even more ferocious than him.

When Stoudemire made a provocation, the first thing that guy thought of was to fight back, to fight back in a more brutal way, even if he might encounter failure, this guy was a little fearless.

It's not that Stoudemire didn't guard against Chen Feng's counterattack, but he didn't expect Chen Feng to launch this wave of attack when he retreated towards the half court, completely ignoring the rhythm.

"Give it to me!" Chen Feng stared at Stoudemire's retreat route, turned around and shouted at Rondo.

The Suns rarely chose to press, so there was no one around Rondo to interfere. However, being yelled at by Chen Feng still made Rondo a little dazed, but the pass was not delayed and was sent out very accurately.

Chen Feng, who caught the basketball, almost didn't pause at all, just like a standard football running back, he evaded Nash's defense with one step, and before stepping into the three-second zone, Marion was also shouldered by Chen Feng Taking a step back, Stoudemire almost retreated to the basket on his side when he saw that fierce bald-headed wild boy straight up and killed him in front of his eyes.

"Good idea!", although Stoudemire didn't expect the opponent's counterattack to be such a hard attack, but his reaction was fast enough, he turned around and faced the route Chen Feng came in, and went hard. .

The big slap had already been waved away, as if he was waiting for Chen Feng to hit him, and then he would slap the basketball fiercely. At this moment, the confrontation under the basket was all concentrated on these two people.

Cover!The defensive barriers woven by two big hands lay across in front of Chen Feng, and the two of them faced each other. The most unexpected thing for the onlookers was that Chen Feng was really tough!

Without any dodge, just stepping on the three-second zone line to forcefully take off, as if he didn't see Stoudemire's blockade in front of him, and Marion's big hat behind him. Among the four hands, Chen Feng was holding the right hand of the basketball. The muscles on his arms were already tensed, he swung fiercely in the air, and pressed down heavily!

The roar of the basketball smashing into the basket, even the bracket seemed to be shaking, and it seemed to be crumbling.

"Damn! Come defend me! 5 points! Still 5 points! Come block me! Come on!", Chen Feng was like a violent beast, standing under the basket like this, watching Stoudemire's voice roar!

An overlord gun tempered from the streets of New York, this time it encountered a vicious machete.

Stoudemire looked at the bald lunatic who roared at him with a cloudy expression. It was the first time he felt that such a rookie was so tricky...

(I’m sorry today, I can’t stand it anymore. I have a fever of 38.5 degrees. My husband is going to take me to the hospital. Let’s update the chapter first. I’ll talk about it when I get back. I’m really sorry. I don’t know why. I have gastroenteritis. Vomiting and diarrhea, and my body was cold and kept running a fever. I went to hang a bottle of water first, and I would fill it up later. It was true that I couldn’t hold on after taking the medicine, and I couldn’t make it through.)