Legendary star

Chapter 58 The Left Hand of the Old God

After the game restarted, Chris Mullin took the initiative to face Meng Xu from beyond the 3-point line. Although he is 37 years old, Chris Mullin is still the top shooter in the league. Not Reggie Miller, but his offense with the ball is much better than Reggie Miller, and even now he is the first-class among all forwards and guards in the league.

"Little guy, Larry is very interested in you." Chris Mullin bent slightly, slapped the basketball, and looked at Meng Xu with a smile on his face.

"Larry Bird?" Meng Xu glanced at Larry Bird, who was sitting on the bench, from the corner of his eye. At this moment, Larry Bird had a deep expression on his face, and he couldn't see it at all from the one in the system space. "Fubi" is the same person.

Almost instantly, Chris Mullin lowered his center of body and dribbled to the left.

"It's really too slow." Meng Xu, who was close to Chris Mullin, muttered something in his mouth. Maybe it was related to his age. Compared with those new generation forwards and guards, Chris Mullin's starting speed was really slow. It was too slow. For Meng Xu, this kind of breakthrough was almost slow-motion, and it was not threatening at all.

After the breakthrough failed, Chris Mullin made an emergency stop, ignored Meng Xu in front of him, and jumped directly on the spot.

After seeing Chris Mullin's offensive choice, Meng Xu was also a little surprised. Isn't it uncomfortable to just shoot against the defender when the height and wingspan are obviously not dominant.

Just after the jump, Meng Xu was shocked by Chris Mullin's shooting action. Chris Mullin faced Meng Xu on the right side of his body, leaned back slightly, and then shot with his left hand.

In this case, even if Meng Xu's wingspan is 20 cm long, there is no way to interfere with Chris Mullin's shooting. Meng Xu can only watch Chris Mullin throw the basketball. Then hit the basket.

"Oh, beautiful shot, Chris is still the omnipotent God's left hand." Chris Mullin's wonderful shot also won the audience's roar.

"This kind of shooting is really weird." Meng Xu put his hands on his hips, looking at Chris Mullin who had retreated, feeling a little helpless.

"What's the matter, Meng?" Tim Duncan, who ran from the restricted area, patted Meng Xu on the back.

"It's okay, it's okay." Seeing Duncan's big hand, that poisonous big hand in Anna's mouth, Meng Xu felt a little nervous. He couldn't remember how many times Anna said it, how many handsome players were touched by Duncan's big hand Being bald, Meng Xu felt a chill when he thought that he might become bald.

"He's a headache for both Jordan and the magician. It's normal for you to be unable to guard against him." Just as Duncan's big hand was about to put Meng Xu's head, Meng Xu ran away. Duncan stared at his hand repeatedly. Twice, my hands are not dirty, why does this guy look like this every time.

When the Spurs attacked, it was Jaylen Rose who defended Meng Xu this time. Compared with Jaylen Rose, Meng Xu's height and wingspan did not have any advantage. Instead, he suffered a lot in terms of weight. In the first quarter of the game In the middle of the game, Meng Xu was repeatedly squeezed out of the defensive position by Jaylen Rose.

Meng Xu had just passed halftime when Jaylen Rose posted it, and it seemed that he was about to press Meng Xu.

"What is he doing?" Seeing Jaylen Rose pressing Meng Xu, Popovich also looked at Larry Bird in confusion.Meng Xu doesn't have the ball in his hands, and he is relatively late in the Spurs' offensive lineup. It is really incredible to press such a player.

"Boy, the next game will be fun for the two of us." After posting Meng Xu, after successfully blocking Avery Johnson's passing route to Meng Xu, Jaylen Rose still didn't forget to say something. Two words of sarcasm.

"Why is this guy so strong?" After being constantly squeezed out of position by Jaylen Rose in the fight for position, Meng Xu gave up the idea of ​​waiting for the ball on the spot and began to take Jaylen Rose for a walk.

"It turns out that this is the case, this old guy is too insidious." After seeing Mario Eli's 3-point shot hit the iron, Popovich cursed at Larry Bird in the distance.

After Meng Xu couldn't get rid of Jaylen Rose and threatened the Pacers from the outside, the Pacers also began to shrink their defense on the field, pinching Tim Duncan and David Robinson, allowing the Spurs' remaining two outside Avery- Johnson and Mario Ellie shot from the outside, but these two guys were so disappointing that they couldn't make it if they were allowed to shoot.

"It would be great if Mario and Avery had the 3-point ability like Meng." The assistant coach Mike Budenholzer also sighed.This is the sad part of the Spurs. With David Robinson and Tim Duncan, the two top insiders, the Spurs have countless opportunities on the outside, but what the Spurs lack now is the 3-point ability.The current Spurs average 12 3-point shots per game, ranking last in the league, and Meng Xu alone accounts for half of these 12 3-point shots.Except for Meng Xu, none of the Spurs' other perimeter players has a 3-point shooting rate of more than 35%, and Avery Johnson is as low as 11%.

"Move off the ball." That's when Popovich and Mike Budenholzer struggled to win weak 3s for the Spurs.Larry Bird's assistant coach jotted down the passage in a small notebook.

After Avery Johnson and Mario Elie made two consecutive 3-pointers, the rebound was grabbed by Pacers power forward Dell Davis.

"Meng, you hit too soft." After being hit twice by Chris Mullin with the same shot, Avery Johnson ran to Meng Xu's side. "Are you afraid of physical confrontation? Or do you have to respect the old and love the young, because the other party is an old man, so you don't want to collide with him physically?"

"This." After hearing Avery John's words, Meng Xu also looked at the bench, and Popovich was looking at him with a livid face.

"If you are like this, the coach will definitely let you go." Avery Johnson winked at Meng Xu and ran away.

"Boy, it's futile to do this." Seeing Meng Xu posted it again, Chris Mullin was a little excited. In the current league, there are too few stubborn little guys like this.

However, this time Meng Xu's defense is a little different. Compared with the previous two times, Meng Xu is a little tighter, and he is constantly exerting force, trying to make Chris Mullin lose his balance. Although Meng Xu's strength and Compared with most players in the league, there is no advantage, but the comparison object is indeed Chris Mullin, who is 37 years old and on the verge of retirement.And Chris Mullin is not a player who is good at strength, especially the lower body strength has always been one of the shortcomings. It is also really uncomfortable.

After trying several times in a row and being unable to break through or turn around and take off, Chris Mullin finally passed the ball.

(End of this chapter)