NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 278 Lakers Satellite

Everyone knows that the Lakers' tactics must be one star.

The Clippers know it too.

The Lakers also know that the Clippers know.

But they still have to play like this, Vogel has no choice, and James also has no choice.

This is the moment of superstardom, and if he doesn't fight, he will be scolded.

James will definitely play. In his understanding, he is the master and can wait for the opportunity to pass the ball.

If he passes the ball, he gets scolded as well.

The performance of the fans was disjointed, some cheered and some booed.

Under the eyes of everyone, Meng Hua stood on the left sideline and was responsible for throwing the ball out of bounds.

Many times, this kind of throw-in will be sent by the big man, because he stands tall and sees far, but the center may not have good passing skills.

China's Zhou Qi once made a throw-in mistake at a critical moment, earning him the resounding nickname "Polish Center".

The fans started to gossip about him on the Internet, and their anger is justified. Faced with this kind of low-level mistakes one after another, can they not be angry?

If you don't get angry, it means that you are very Buddhist, and you generally don't like to watch fierce competitive games.

As a Huaxia person, except for a few with mental illness, who doesn't want him to return as the king, prove himself, and lead the Huaxia men's basketball team to the peak, and each generation is better than the next.

Regrettably, as far as his professional attitude is concerned, he will never expect to improve greatly in his life.

Compared with his predecessors, he is too far behind, and he does not have that kind of fighting spirit.

Compared with the younger generation, he is also far behind.

Wang Shipeng once criticized him for throwing big names by name.

"I finally know why you can't play in the NBA. It's not about the ball. You're a human being."

When Meng Hua first came into contact with basketball, his father had been instilling the mad dog's defensive concept.

Once watching the game, Yi Jianlian pointed out Zhou Qi's lack of defense on the court, but Zhou Qi said: "Is this also due to me?"

After that, Yi Jianlian shook his head helplessly.

Meng Hua was stunned, playing so stinkingly and with such poor defensive awareness, why can't the team leader say you?

Zhou Qi's static physical talent is quite good, the wingspan is the eighth in history, and the height of standing and running is the best among rookies of the same class.

In the 2016 draft, he was the 43rd pick.

His hard work in the game, his hard work in basketball, determines his upper limit.

Playing is work, isn't making money just for enjoyment?
What happened to eating egg-filled pancakes?
Is it better to abuse food in China, with an annual salary of 2000 million, and to be surrounded by big names, than to watch drinking fountains in the NBA?
The Japanese player Yuta Watanabe, who had a good life, also watched the drinking fountains in the Grizzlies, and now the Raptors have also earned a rotation position.

If he chooses to play in Japan, he will earn no less than Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi couldn't comprehend these things. He had a good life, but because he couldn't play in the CBA this year, he went to Australia and played for the Phoenix team in Southeast Melbourne.

The team introduced him, hoping that he would be the last piece of the puzzle to win the championship, but they couldn't make it to the playoffs this year.

The Lakers play the five minors and have no center, so there is no need to worry about the "Clippers center".

The Lakers players gathered in the free throw line area, and suddenly they all dispersed.

Melo runs to the left 45-degree angle, Monk's goal is the right 45-degree angle, and Rivers is the right bottom corner.

James ran to the logo area to catch the ball, stretched out his right hand to block Brother Kazi, and stretched out his left hand in the other direction.

The Clippers defend the perimeter with Brother Kazi and George, the league's strongest perimeter defensive duo.

Kazi is the main defense against James, and George is the defense against Melon.

James was stuck in a good position, Meng Hua served the ball easily, and ran to the left corner at the speed of light, attracting the enemy's defense.

James crossed the ball to the left, and Kazi's center of gravity swayed slightly. He was also very nervous, after all, at the last moment.

James dribbled the ball under his crotch again, broke through to the right, and accelerated.

There was George on the left, so he chose the right, but Jackson on the right saw his intentions and double-teamed him.

Before there were wolves and tigers.

James stopped suddenly, kicked off the ground, and blasted a long three-pointer.

It's okay for the ball to take two points. Brother Kazi didn't expect him to disagree, so he pulled it up and shot. Although his long arm was stretched out to interfere, he didn't defend well.

He blamed himself a little, turned his head in disappointment, and watched the basketball fly to the hoop.

"Is it over?" he asked himself.

Fans watched the basketball fly, their adrenaline pumping.

Some hope that the ball will be scored, and some hope that the ball will not be scored.

The substitute players on both sides stood up excitedly, with their hearts in their throats.

Director Lu's heart was pounding, and he silently shouted: "Don't go in, don't go in."

Vogel held a little white rabbit in his arms, beating non-stop.

Thalia's little white rabbit was also jumping, clenching its fists, "Come in, come in."

Sophie and Song Siying were also calling in their hearts: "Goal, goal."

The basketball draws a beautiful arc, and James maintains a hand that presses his wrist. This ball should be able to score, and he is ready to pretend to be a little bit aggressive.

In his career, he has scored countless lore shots.

But like this kind of lore of going home without entering, he has never felt it.

The basket was wet, and Batum and Meng Hua were stuck in their positions, sweat dripping all over the floor.Morris also rushed up, ready to help his teammates suppress Meng Hua.

If James misses the shot, we should also prevent Meng Hua from making a tip-up. He has already grabbed several offensive rebounds. Even if Director Lu doesn't say anything, the Clippers players will pay attention.

Bang!
The ball hit the rim and bounced high.

"Hitt, Falk." Vogel shook his fist fiercely, venting his dissatisfaction.

Batum pushed Meng Hua, and at the same time kicked his feet on the ground, soaring into the sky.

He was in the air, and Batum stretched out his long arms. As long as he received the rebound, the game would basically be over. The Lakers didn't have a timeout, and it was too late to use foul tactics.

Smith laughed and said, "James can go fishing now. Meng Hua didn't even jump. This is what you call good frontal awareness? You don't know if you are a softie at a critical moment. Only black people are hard enough at critical moments."

Under the smugness, he even used racial discrimination.

Batum's hand quickly retracted like an electric shock.

The ball was still directly above the basket, and when he touched the ball, it was tantamount to helping James score.

Bang!
The ball hit the rim a second time and bounced again.

"Meng Hua, jump up." James shouted inwardly.

"Meng Hua, it's up to you." The Lakers' bench all had the same thought.

"Meng Hua, it's up to you." The Lakers fans also shouted.

A shadow flew high, opened its arms in the air, and pointed at the basketball.

The Lakers fans were overjoyed and were about to cheer, but soon something went wrong, not a purple shadow, but a white shadow.

Flying up is Morris who rushed to the basket.

Smith continued to be stupefied: "I can understand that he didn't jump the first time, but he didn't jump this time, he was already frightened. In this kind of bayonet battle, he was cowardly, cowardly! The Lakers go home quickly, shame on yourself."

Morris' hand still didn't reach for the ball, because the ball was still on the basket.

Bang!
The ball hit the rim for the third time, limp.

A purple-gold shadow ejected like a rocket, carrying the Lakers' satellite soaring into the sky.

(End of this chapter)