NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 106 Race against Death

The Lakers attacked, and Durant almost wrapped his hands around Meng Hua.

Meng Hua was not the starting point of the attack. It was not meaningful for him to do so, and it was more of a psychological contest.

Defeat the enemy on the defensive end, and it's easy to turn around and attack, and it's over as soon as the pants are taken off.

Durant's long hands were like vines, soft and boneless, but tightly wrapped around Meng Hua.

The furry palm rubbed against his chest, and Durant looked at him with a smile: I'll just rub.

Disgusted, Meng Hua slapped his dirty hands away and accelerated in reverse.

Durant chased after him, and if he used this attitude to chase Scarlett and Rihanna, it would be enough to wash his feet.

Meng Hua was trying to consume more of his energy, seeing him working so hard, he felt the wind blowing from his feet, and he ran faster than usual.

Being chased by someone worth 5000 million yuan, if it had been a few years earlier, there would be nothing wrong with Su Shen on the [-]-meter track.

Start, brake, emergency stop, start again, kick the ground, the shoes and the floor have strong friction, sizzle, and the floor seems to be emitting smoke.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Westbrook would never believe it, and the players without the ball were involved in this way.

Chasing Curry has never been seen like this. Unlike Curry, Meng Hua is the absolute core of tactics. Did Durant take the wrong medicine?

The tortoise looked around, forgot the ball in his hand, and was almost broken by Owen, so he simply pulled out on the spot.

Bang!
The outrageous sound of blacksmithing is no less than that of his third brother Ha just now.

Vogel shook his head watching the ball.

Oh God, help me!
Meng Hua has pulled Durant to the outside. You can either break through to the inside, or hand it over to James. If you can’t, you can shoot a three-pointer for Bradley or Monk. Why do you want to shoot yourself?

How much do you shoot three-pointers, do you have no points in your mind?
A game lasts 48 minutes, and only by insisting on correcting the details of each round can we win.

Now the team is behind by 17 points, you are making such a waste of time, what a fart.

Not only Vogel, but the faces of James, Monk and Bradley are also clouded.

Except Meng Hua.

Of course he also felt that Westbrook's choice was a bit inappropriate, but he was far more tolerant than other teammates.

Since we are teammates, we will overcome difficulties together. What's the use of chaotic beeping?

Westbrook does not have the athletic ability at his peak, but once his wild power is stimulated, he is still a killer.

Can't Westbrook feel the eyes of his teammates now?
Isn't it just a ball, is it necessary?

If you have an opinion, you pointed it out during training. Now it’s a game, and teammates can’t tolerate a single wrong choice. How can you play happily?

Who can wake up in the world for 48 minutes?

For Westbrook, he feels that encouragement is more effective than scolding and isolation, but unfortunately he is not at that level, he can't do this job.

As for Vogel, he adopted laissez-faire and insinuation. Meng Hua personally felt that there was a problem with this method of communication.

Westbrook is straight-hearted, or just point out his problems directly, or switch to rest off the court if he doesn't change it, and see how others play, what happened to your big card?
Either adjust the tactics and let him attack with the ball more in his comfort zone.

He patted Westbrook, looked at the sweat stains on his arm, and joked: "Is it because the muscles are too strong, so the shooting is not accurate."

Westbrook grinned and smiled embarrassedly, he was just distracted.

The Nets' offense seemed to be unsatisfactory just now, and Durant also took Meng Hua for a walk.

He has a huge body, and it is much easier to judge when making an emergency stop and changing direction than a small man. Chasing him is not difficult for Meng Hua.

Meng Hua deliberately chased him out of breath, which gave Durant a great sense of accomplishment, and he ran even more happily.

The more the two ran, the more shameful it became. Harden raised his hand for a three-pointer, and the long-range missile hit accurately.

Many times what we did was useless, and the two of us ran away in vain.

The two who enjoyed it didn't think so.

They both firmly believe that winning the race in this hidden corner will help the team immensely.

James holds the ball on the right wing, and Clarkston presses close to him. His defensive strategy is exactly the same as that of Meng Hua.

Position yourself as the weak first, and dismount against mount. If you can't defend against it, consume as many enemies as possible.

A live DJ plays the sound effects of the attack.

Ding ding ding, dong dong.

Ding ding ding, dong dong.

James dribbled a few steps, the opponent rushed up to press, and the opponent on the other side stared at him, forming a faint encirclement, seeing through the opponent's defense, he passed the ball to Westbrook on the left wing.

The ball was still flying in the air, so he regretted it a bit, and should have done it himself.

Westbrook received the ball and glanced at the running Meng Hua and Durant. When Meng Hua shot him just now, he decided not to take long-range shots, so he passed it to James who regretted running in time.

James received the ball, and Westbrook took advantage of the situation to block Clarkston for him.

James walked to Westbrook's left, and in front of him was Irving.

Meng Hua quickly floated across the inside line, and Durant also disappeared in a flash.

As soon as Durant disappeared, James started the tank, put the ball behind his head with both hands, took a bully step, and prepared to push it flat to the basket.

He didn't even use the overlord step, Owen was just pretending, and basically gave up defense.

Then dunk it.

James rushed to the basket and flew up. At this moment, he seemed to be ten years younger.

Claxton was blocked by Westbrook, and he bypassed Westbrook's right side and rushed to the basket desperately, but he could only look at the ball and sigh.

James was already in the air, his fierce strength was unparalleled in the world, and he could only be humiliated in vain when flying.

After defending for such a long time, his success fell short, he was a little discouraged, and glanced at Ou Shenxian who was calm and breezy.

He wanted to say something, scratched his head, and held back for a long time, but he still held back, this little devil in the world, the boss Durant would coax him, forget about his position in the team.

Clarkston didn't dare to say, some people are not so used to Owen.

That's Big Mouth Barkley.

"Is Owen distracted, just let James in like this? No matter how good the offense is, if you don't want to defend, you will never win the championship."

O'Neal laughed and said, "Brother, let me interject, he already has a championship ring."

Barkley said: "That year, he made a key three-pointer, but without James' defense, could the Cavaliers win the championship? And that year, he didn't have this defensive attitude."

Smith said: "It is estimated that the score gap is too large. He has no passion. He wants to make the game more anxious."

Johnson said: "The Nets play like this, it is difficult to cross the Bucks. They are leading by a big score, but Durant can't play like this every game. This is the Lakers' home court. This kind of casual attitude is likely to hurt the team in the end."

O'Neal said: "I said earlier, the Nets may not win the game."

Nash also shook his head. Although the team led by a big score, he didn't feel stable.

In the small ball era, players have strong three-point ability and chase points quickly.

The Lakers seemed to have a murderous look and wanted to make a move. Durant smelled a little danger, blocked Meng Hua with his elbow, and raised his hand high for the ball.

Meng Hua stood silently behind him, ready to defend after he caught the ball.

Harden passes the ball laterally to Durant.

As soon as the ball was shot, Meng Hua moved, and he predicted Harden's pass.

He is like a hunter, quietly waiting for the best opportunity.

Worried about his opponent being vigilant, it would be nice to have two chances, but he still gave up.

In a game, there may be only one steal, and then the opponent must be cautious.

So this time, he will never miss it.

(End of this chapter)