NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 243
The fans booed so loudly, and it was normal for one or two rounds to get hotheaded and not play tactics.

Zoom in on the details to see that every play, every pass, every shot, has problems.

Although Varan's data has risen, the Pelicans still adjust their offensive tactics.

Inside offense is not their forte, and they have already made money by playing Varan like this.

Ingram held the ball, babbling, muttering "Let's iron" in a voice that only he and James could hear.

James had never seen any scene before, how could a missed three-pointer affect his temperament, and there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that he was not angry, Ingram called his teammates to pick and roll.

Varan is now learning and selling, and like Meng Hua, he also mentioned online cover.

He is like a monster, stronger than James, and there is no way to get rid of his entanglement in a short time.

The Lakers had no choice but to switch defenses. Meng Hua hesitated for a moment and was a step late.

Yingge twisted her waist and had already inserted into the restricted area first.

Meng Hua chased hard, but was still one step too late, unable to stop Yingge's heavy dunk.

James looked cold, received the baseline ball, and said to Meng Hua: "Hua, Varan will switch as soon as he blocks, understand? With his size, no one can penetrate the wall. He must switch with the waist."

Meng Hua nodded obediently, disapproving in his heart, and secretly slandered: No way, let me tell you earlier, just because you are bad at punching holes through walls doesn't mean others can't either.

He was not happy about being heavily detained by Yingge, and James meant to blame him, so he came up angrily.

Return to fire, still have to cover for James, the ball bully can't afford to offend.

He dismantled quickly, and Yingge, who switched defenses, was not slow and did not lose his position.

James Shenlong wags his tail and casts a fake fax.

As soon as the ball was shot, his eyebrows were twisted into a Sichuan character, but the touch still didn't come.

He jumped too high, had a short time before the touchdown, and couldn't get to the rebound.

But someone will.

Meng Hua judged that the ball would be short, turned around and bypassed Yingge, and appeared at the position where the ball hit the basket and rebounded.

He quickly moved out of the three-point line, swinging from side to side, observing Yingge's position.

James opened his hand to ask for the ball, but Meng Hua didn't give it.

James thought Meng Hua didn't see it, so he ran to him, but Meng Hua still didn't give it.

When the two bodies crossed each other, Meng Hua drifted sideways, and after passing the ball to his right hand, he made a back pass.

Yingge paused, and he was also judging whether to pounce on James or not.

Meng Hua didn't pass the ball, but just dribbled the ball behind his back. Taking advantage of Yingge's hesitation, he drew his bow and set up an arrow, and made a decisive three-pointer.

In order to chase the ball with extreme hand speed, he didn't even take off.

The ball was in the air, and he seemed to have heard the crisp sound.

Likely the last game, he needs to vent his fire.

He turned around directly, and when he turned 90 degrees, he saw James spread his hands towards him with a puzzled face. He ignored him, turned 90 degrees again, and walked to the backcourt.

Swish!
Go in!

woo~
A flood of boos.

"Silly dog, how can you pretend, I'll kill you." Walking through the midfield, Fatty's shrill voice was clearly audible.

Like eating a fly, Meng Hua pretended not to hear and continued walking to the backcourt.

The fat man proudly showed off to his companions beside him: "See, don't look at him as a big and thick guy, he's just a softie. If he dares to respond to me, I'll rush up and beat him up."

Thalia pursed her thin lips and sneered in her heart, but this was an away game and she was weak, so she didn't say anything.

Last time at home, the ball daddy was also a public figure, so he was so arrogant.

Don't get into conflict with others at night, if Meng Hua beats up the fans impulsively, it will affect his whole life.

She couldn't help thinking again, would he be so impulsive for me?

Although she didn't know the answer, she felt sweet in her heart.

The Pelicans attacked, this time it was McCollum singles, and Westbrook couldn't keep up with him.

McCollum bowed his head and bowed, but Westbrook didn't realize that he was humble, as if he was facing an enemy.

The two fought several moves near the three-point line, and Westbrook's footsteps were messy.

McCollum dribbled back and made a three-pointer with a step back.

Swish!
In the ball, it responded to Meng Hua's three-pointer.

This ball instantly ignited the stadium, and the DJs on the scene frantically created momentum.

Varan, who was in the limelight just now, did not get such loud cheers.

It's not that the fans are exclusive. After being chased by Meng Hua to one point, the fans all hope that the team can respond. McCollum lived up to the expectations of the fans and fulfilled the psychological expectations of the fans. Only then did the fans usher in a small climax.

Fans cheering for the team also need to pay attention to rhythm and interaction.

When a player is about to get high, he has to speed up the tempo and keep shouting to keep him high and high until he explodes.

McCollum was held up by the fans, and his low-key eyes were staring at James.

There are only less than 500 people in the world who can stand on this stadium. No matter how low-key people are, they are full of competitiveness and competitiveness in their bones.

For example, Meng Hua.

James knows this well, and he has long noticed that McCollum is looking at him, not looking at him.

McCollum had no choice but to provoke Meng Hua, not wanting Meng Hua to stare back with more fierce eyes than him.

The Lakers attacked, this time it was Westbrook holding the ball, James sank to the bottom line, and Meng Hua pulled to the top line.

The Pelicans saw through the Lakers' strategy, and Varan switched defenses against James, not giving him a chance to play Ingram inside.

Meng Hua stepped forward to cover for Westbrook, the Pelicans switched defenses again, and Ingram chased Westbrook who was pulling laterally.

Meng Hua opened up the space, Westbrook looked back at the moon, a dragon swung its tail, and hit the ball to him.

The ball was not given very well. When the ball arrived, McCollum stretched out his hands. Fortunately, Meng Hua got stuck in advance and did not concede the ball.

The two wrestled outside the three-point line, and McCollum confronted, constantly reaching forward, trying to get the ball.

In his impression, Meng Hua's dribbling ability is average, but the three-pointer is very accurate.He chose to press at this time. Meng Hua didn't dribble well, and he would be afraid of being intercepted, which would affect his subsequent actions.

Meng Hua's dribbling is not good, but it has reached the B level, which is definitely enough.

He is in the last position of his team, he doesn't want to make a mistake and be dragged by the opponent, so he didn't release the ball immediately, but held the ball to observe.

McCollum stretched out his hand again, and Meng Hua, who was so annoyed, simply turned sideways, blocked him with one hand, and grabbed the ball with the other hand, stretching it as far as possible.

His palm is not as big as Jordan's, but it's not small, and the distance between the thumb and index finger is wide, so he can easily grab the ball with one hand.

He has never done this action before, and now it is just to prevent McCollum from stealing the ball, and he does it as he pleases according to the situation on the field.

Perhaps it was because of the picturesque posture, cheers came from the Lakers bench, and Warcraft covered his eyes exaggeratedly, as if he really saw something he shouldn't see.

Thalia looked at him, then continued to look at Meng Hua, stupidly.

She didn't understand the difficulty of catching the ball with one hand in actual combat.

Perhaps one day, when she meets Meng Hua in battle, she will understand the difficulty of catching the ball with one hand.

Many people can hold the ball with one hand and make various fake moves. For example, McGrady and Meng Hua, who is less than 190 tall, suddenly made such a move, which is still surprising.

O'Neill couldn't help feeling: "What else we don't know about Meng Hua, I watched him for a season, and I didn't realize until now that he also has a pair of big hands."

Barkley said: "It's also a good use of words, who else do you want to talk about?"

O'Neill stretched out his giant palm, put it in front of the camera, and said proudly: "Of course it's me."

(End of this chapter)