NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 198 The Lakers Have Lost
In the TNT studio, O'Neill burst into tears.

He was so excited, Meng Hua's performance reminded him of Kobe.

Johnson handed him the tissue carefully so as not to disturb his crying.

Some feelings must be allowed to explode.

"I'm sorry, I... I can't control it." O'Neill choked up.

No one answered because they knew O'Neal had something to say.

"Hua played so well, I seem to see the figure of No. 24. He is a No. 8 with a crew cut."

"His eyes are full of murderous intent. I think Thompson should also feel the suppression from Kobe at this moment." Barkley continued.

On the field, the director gave the camera to Yinfa to explain.

Seeing him wearing No. 24 and crying bitterly, the fans felt the same way and shouted for Kobe.

In the Super Sonic, Curry dribbled the ball and made it to the frontcourt firmly.

His eyes looked straight ahead, and there was nothing special about these eyes, but they looked like demons, capable of taking people's souls away.

In front of him, Meng Hua waved the "Dragon-Binding Hand" to his heart's content, but he didn't realize all this. His eyes were the sky, and even more the universe, all-encompassing. Nothing in this world could shake his will.

Curry drew his sword out of its sheath, and flashed to the left in the air. Green, who was brought up inside, would help him block Meng Hua.

He is ready to shoot when he is out of the gap. The simpler the tactic, the more effective it is.

It doesn't take too many rounds for a master to fight and kill with one blow.

Curry bends his knees and raises his arms as he pushes the soles of his feet to the ground. This is his fastest shooting action.

Although it is also called a jump shot, it is not the highest point shot.

With such a shot, the elasticity of the floor can even be transmitted to the wrist. This sense of fullness makes him very comfortable, and he can't help but make a sound when he shoots.

This time, Curry just said oh.

Snapped!
With a big hat covering his head and face, the ball was slapped out of the palm of his hand, hit his head, and bounced off.

Green didn't stop it?
Curry turned his head, and Green was still there. It seemed that Meng Hua moved horizontally to the left first, and then pounced on the big hat.

Such a strong basketball IQ predicted his prediction.

not only that.

It also predicted Green's prediction.

As soon as the ball was shot, it was shot back and hit him on the head. Curry was depressed.

His eyes were like knives, wanting bloodthirsty knives, but Meng Hua had already walked away.

The two sides switched offense and defense, the Lakers attacked fast, and the Warriors retreated faster.

Relying on the climax of one or two rounds, a team like the Warriors cannot be restrained.

The Lakers want to beat them, they can only climax after another, making them want to die.

It is a pity that the Lakers' offense did not catch up, and they failed to catch up with waves.

When you can't attack, as long as you can defend, it's not a big problem.

Next, the two teams competed defensively. The coach had no objection, the players had no objection, but the fans became more and more angry.

In one game, it was 18 to 18, which is likely to be a wonderful defensive battle, but the fans will only say that the game is ugly, and they will not think that it is the team's wonderful defense that caused the opponent to fight.

In one game, the score is 48 to 48, and the fans will shout the classic, the war of the century, but they will not think that it is the team's poor defense that makes others fight, and God's whip is everywhere.

After a long scoring drought, someone finally stood up.

Curry held the ball and played singles at the top of the arc. Bow Buddha passed Meng Hua, broke through to the inside line, and succeeded in throwing before the thick eyebrows blocked the shot.

Although the ball stumbled, it was resolute and exciting. Curry seemed to have lost his center of gravity, but his shooting hand was always steady.

Seeing Curry succeed in singles, his thug Green was more excited than him, and grinned at Meng Hua like a wild dog.

Meng Hua ignored him. Green just wanted to distract him and influence his offense through psychological blows so that he wouldn't be fooled.

The Warriors have broken the scoring drought, and the Lakers must also solve this problem.

This time, Meng Hua relied on assists.

Westbrook attacked first and then passed the ball to Meng Hua.

Meng Hua ran without the ball, threw away Poole's defense, received a pass from Westbrook and rushed towards Green, and then threw it high to the thick eyebrow.

This is his eighth assist, and there is not much time left, but he is still looking forward to it. If he can assist in double figures, he will be able to complete the task of the game and get the skill package.

The two sides played stop and go, the score did not draw, and it was extremely anxious.

Green, who doesn't have many offensive roles, harassed Meng Hua whenever he had nothing to do, and took the trouble.

It didn't matter to Meng Hua who was sprayed once or twice by him. After being sprayed a lot, subtle changes occurred in his psychology.

This is probably the so-called quantitative change produces qualitative change.

But he didn't score again, and it was hard to reply to Green.

With more than 40 seconds left, the two teams tied.

After Cole requested a timeout, it turned out that Curry was attacking with the ball.

Facing Meng Hua's dog-skin plaster-like defense, Curry made a hasty three-pointer when he almost made a mistake.

Ku Ritian is Ku Ritian, such a shot makes people shudder.

Bang!
Bang!
The ball bounced twice on the rim, and it was also hesitant.

Thalia clasped her hands together, squeezed them hard, and kept saying in her heart: "Iron, iron, iron."

Shen Lin is very calm, her son is playing in the NBA, she thinks he is successful enough, she no longer has any requirements or pursuits for her son's basketball career.

Of course she also hoped that her son would win, but even if she lost, she would feel normal.

Fortunately, this is not Meng Yuantong's mentality, otherwise some people may doubt whether Meng Hua is his own.

Sophie hugged Song Siying and watched the ball dance on the basket anxiously.

Song Siying threw herself on Sophie, she was already afraid to look at the ball.

Swish!
Curry's shot went in, almost a three-pointer.

Curry celebrated with a punch. The higher the difficulty, the louder the roar.

Green raged at Meng Hua: "Bitch, there is a way to fight back. Let's see how accurate you are with three-pointers."

Fuck, ignore you, you still have insulting words.

Meng Hua immediately responded: "Mad dog, I'm more accurate than you in three-pointers, unlike you, I will hug your father Curry's thigh for assists."

The two of them were head-to-head, but neither of them dared to exert force.

Excellent players, spamming trash is for the benefit of the team, not to spat themselves out of the field, otherwise it would be fine to just punch their fists, what are you doing with your mouth?
Everyone persuaded him to leave, Meng Hua immediately turned around and asked for the ball: "Give me the ball, and I will kill him."

His eyes were like daggers, piercing Green's heart fiercely.

As if to give Meng Hua a chance, Green took the initiative to switch defenses with Wiggins and went to the outside to mark Meng Hua.

Throughout the game, Curry, Poole, Thompson and Gouqi all defended Meng Hua on the outside, but Green did not.

This may be the Warriors' secret weapon.

Meng Hua didn't care. Green couldn't keep up with him. He believed that he could teach this bad mouth a lesson.

With his left crotch, he passed the ball to his right hand, and took advantage of the momentum to break through to the right wing.

Green's center of gravity moved, and almost at the same time, Meng Hua pulled the ball back.

This action is very common, and many people can do it. With Green's defensive skills, he will definitely respond.

Meng Hua predicted Green's prediction, started again, took a big step to the right, and then shot a three-pointer.

When he pulled up, he felt something was wrong. When he pulled back, Green didn't move, as if he predicted his movement.

Who is predicting whom?
Before he had time to think about it, he turned to the right again, but it was destined to be unable to get rid of Green's defense.

He jumped, and Green jumped too, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

This is Green's experience. When his team led by three points, he took a bold gamble and didn't care about Meng Hua's pull back. Meng Hua's pull back was really a fake move, and he bumped into it again.

This is negative and negative, Green takes off, covering the sky with his long arms, and he is bound to win this block.

Meng Hua knew it was over, he had fallen into the hunter's trap.

High-end hunters often appear in the form of prey, and it turns out that Kicking Green is the same.

If you can't be blocked, you don't have any chance.

Meng Hua made the final struggle. He didn't rise to the highest point, so he adjusted the arc and threw the ball.

If you hit the iron, your teammates still have a chance to grab rebounds.

Being blocked in this position, Green is likely to go straight to the fast break, so what else is there to play?
Bang!
Really hit the iron.

It would be strange if the ball didn't hit the iron, and there was no rhythm at all in the shot.

Wiggins stuck his thick eyebrows tightly. Although he was not very strong, he was still very rich when he was stuck at the basket.

On the left side of the basket, a figure flew into the sky and took off the damn backboard.

It was Westbrook.

Curry's awareness of protecting rebounds is not strong, Westbrook easily went to the inside and won this precious offensive rebound.

Only the [-]-pointer works, Westbrook dribbles to the corner, brakes hard, twists his ass, and faces the basket.

Meng Hua rushed towards Westbrook, opening his hands and winking.

Brother, give me the ball, I will definitely score this time.

Hitting the iron will not make him lose confidence. He thinks it was bad luck just now. Who knows that mad dog's defense is so poor that he won't move when the ball is pulled back.

dead dog.

Westbrook glanced at Meng Hua, then at the dark green behind him.

He looked to the basket and made a determined three-pointer.

The arc of the ball was very flat, and it was obvious at a glance. Meng Hua rushed in like crazy to grab the rebound.

Bang!
Sure enough, it was still a strike, Thompson grabbed the rebound, but failed, so he quickly requested a timeout.

When it was over, the soundtrack of Barbie Q appeared in Meng Hua's mind.

He squinted at Shen Lin's stand: "Mother, I have let you down. After finally going to the country of Magnesium to watch a game, my son failed to win."

The Warriors have the ball, the score is still three points away, with less than 10 seconds left, the ball has been confessed.

Some Lakers fans have already left the stadium. They are worried about traffic jams after the game, so they go to the parking lot to pick up their cars first.

The silver-haired commentator was very disappointed, but instead of scolding the Lakers like before, he comforted the disappointed fans. After all, the Lakers played very well today, and they were able to fight against powerful warriors to the last moment. Losing is not ashamed.

In the Tencent studio, Ke Fan was fully fired: "What is Westbrook doing, you shouldn't cast blindly, why not give it to Meng Hua, the whole hard work was in vain."

Wang Shipeng analyzed: "If he shoots, he shoots. He is open. Besides, he is not easy to pass the ball. Green behind Meng Hua is also chasing fiercely. After catching the ball, how can he get rid of it?"

Zhang Weiping didn't want to talk about Meng Hua anymore, after all, he just hit the iron just now, and coughed dryly: "The Lakers' play is still refreshing, this game won't come back, let's fight for the next game."

Su Qun continued to mention Meng Hua: "Westbrook's shot is acceptable, at least he dares to shoot. If he passes to Meng Hua, but Meng Hua misses the shot and misses two chances, I think he will be under a lot of pressure."

Ke Fan said dejectedly: "Is there still a chance for the Lakers? The Warriors are very accurate in free throws, and they will definitely be the most accurate in a while. If you want to miss two free throws, you can only hope for a miracle."

The other three also lowered their heads. Ke Fan was right, the Lakers had already lost.

(End of this chapter)