NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 349
Meng Hua is like this, doing a lot of running back and forth, most of which may be meaningless.

Meaningless to individuals, but vital to the team.

He couldn't catch the ball, because in Vogel's tactics, he tried to make a feint in this quarter.

In a word, sacrifice one of them and make the other four happy.

As soon as the expert stretches out his hand, he will know whether it is there.

Vogel believes that with a playoff three-pointer record holder in front of him, it is impossible for Monty to give Meng Hua a comfortable shooting space.

Simply let Meng Hua act as a feint point, run all over the field to open the defense, and the others can easily attack.

The Lakers attacked, this time it was Westbrook who controlled the ball, and Meng Hua was still running, but he also observed that Bridges was not chasing so tightly.

Seeing Westbrook pass the ball to James, Meng Hua raised from the baseline, ready to cooperate with him in a pick-and-roll.

James smiled all over his face. He must be happy to accept the tactics with him as the main one. He tried his best to persuade himself to accept the tactics with him as the supplementary one.

Meng Hua and him pick and roll, no matter who scores, he is the one who is in charge. He thinks this tactic can best play the power of him and Meng Hua.

Bridges had been with Meng Hua for so long, but Meng Hua didn't attack. Both he and Crowder went after James for the ball.

Although Meng Hua was a feint attack, if he really let go, it would not be a feint attack.

James saw, yo, double-teamed me, hit the ground with a back, and the ball was accurately delivered to Meng Hua's hands as if he had eyes.

After not touching the ball for a long time, Meng Hua even forgot its size.

He touched it excitedly, with tears in his eyes.

Glancing at Bridges abandoning James, he pounced on him like a mad dog.

Meng Hua lifted his right foot, raised his arm, and made a shooting motion.

Bridges swooped vigorously, and a hill flew past Meng Hua.

This was the most realistic feint Meng Hua ever made, and he couldn't bear to let go of the ball.

After Bridges flew by, Meng Hua rubbed his thumbs on the ground, tapped his toes, and flew up out of thin air.

Going up to a high place and looking at the world from a different angle, the Dengjue ball is no longer a ball.

That being the case, why be obsessed with it.

With a whimper, he shoots the ball.

Even if it was the first shot in the second quarter, even if it was the second shot in the game, he was familiar with the road, he knew the way, and he was not jerky at all, enjoying the smoothness.

"Yes, this goal must be scored."

"Yes, Meng Hua is an expert in three-pointers in the playoffs."

"Don't, don't, don't, you are the expert, and your whole family are experts."

The moment the ball was released, Yang Yi and Wang Meng looked forward to it, they were even more excited than Meng Hua.

Meng Hua's face was calm, and it was nothing to score 13 goals, let alone only two.

Swish!
Not surprisingly, the ball obediently entered the net.

Meng Hua looked at Paul, as if to say, you'd better not score, you score two points, I score three points, how do you chase?

Paul is grateful that his opponent cares about him so much.

Both of them were quiet, as if talking would destroy their harmonious atmosphere.

In Tencent Studio, Yang Yi and Wang Meng have already been fried.

The two held back for so long just for this goal, they will not miss this opportunity.

If it wasn't for Meng Hua's offense, they wouldn't know how to explain the game.

"It's beautiful. The Lakers should play Meng Hua more. If they play this way earlier, the sun can go home early. Why not do it."

"It's fine if you don't have a shooter. Now that you have the strongest shooter, how many chances does he have? It's only taken twice so far. What's the point?"

While the two were chattering, the Suns on the field continued to attack.

After halftime, Paul found that the momentum of his thick eyebrows had disappeared, and called Ayton in the Logo area.

Paul continued to advance with the ball, not in a hurry, one meter outside the three-point line, and joined forces with the uplifted Ayton.

Westbrook, who didn't notice it, was blocked by Ayton's thick legs at once, and the Lakers had to switch defenses.

Paul faced thick eyebrows. This was a big misalignment. Position 1 was playing position 5. Although he didn't hear Meng Hua's inner molestation, he had a vague feeling that he shouldn't provoke Meng Hua.

At any time, it is extremely irrational to stimulate a silent three-point shooter with a big heart.

Just let him continue to be silent and never explode.

It's funny, it's obviously the sun that is attacking, and Paul's mind is full of Meng Hua.

Is this love?

Paul didn't know what it was, but he knew that if he continued to sink like this, the team would be finished.

Paul gritted his teeth, resisted thousands of temptations, turned into Chris-no-attack-Paul, and made a diagonal pass to find Ayton who was going down.

Facing Westbrook under the basket, Ayton showed his fierce face, and brute force pushed the poor Westbrook away, and turned around with a dunk.

Rivers, who made up the defense, also paid for a foul.

James was very dissatisfied with Rivers' foul. Since he couldn't prevent it, he had to give up altogether.

Just like when he rushed up to play a fast break, the opponent gave up directly, so that he would not pay for a foul.

Knowing that things cannot be done, giving up is not shameful, but a kind of courage, because you give up for the future, not the future.

Rivers didn't defend himself. He wanted to cut off Ayton's ball when it didn't protect the ball, but it backfired.

Ayton made a steady free throw, and the difference between the two sides was only 1 point.

James was a little angry. He played so perfectly in this quarter that the team only led by 1 point.

Is he really a data brush?
The Lakers attacked, James continued to play off the ball, and the Suns cleverly cracked many moves.

The Suns used Bridges to chase Meng Hua, and Crowder to defend James. Paul was ready to double-team at any time.

As for the others, let them go if they can.

This is also a kind of giving up by Vogel. The field is five-on-five, and you can't want to defend everyone.

If Westbrook, Nongmei and Rivers are empty and they miss open shots, they will make a profit.

If they hit, there's no way.

Westbrook really wanted to pass James, but the Suns' intentions were obvious, and James and the others had to pinch James without the ball, which was inhumane.

That being the case, Westbrook had no choice but to attack by himself. When James went to the outside line and Paul was about to move, the Westbrook Rockets accelerated.

Paul didn't even come back, he ran directly to Meng Hua, because he knew that Bridges, who was defending Meng Hua, would definitely plug this loophole.

There was an interception in the front and chasing soldiers in the back. Westbrook didn't dare to fight, he didn't know that Paul behind him didn't want to surround him.

The ball suddenly soared into the sky.

Yang Yi couldn't help but said: "Oh, young master, it seems that this is another mindless mistake."

Wang Meng laughed and said, "To be honest, in this series, Westbrook's turnovers are well controlled."

A white shadow flew up from the crowd, and Yang Yi said happily: "It must be Meng Hua, only he can catch such a high pass from Westbrook."

Shirokage catches the ball and dunks.

Bang!
Alley-oop, the technique shocked everyone.

Judging by his body shape, he doesn't seem to be Meng Hua.

A closer look revealed thick eyebrows.

Yang Yi: "..."

Wang Meng pretended to be very excited: "It's the thick eyebrows. He ran back to throw off Ayton, and alley-oop with Westbrook. The ball is so beautiful. This is what thick eyebrows should look like."

Yang Yi didn't answer and watched him perform.

Although the anger in the thick eyebrows is gone, it is based on Ayton's failure to score.

Ayton's goal just now ignited his fighting spirit again.

If there is no anger bonus, he really can't catch this ball.

(End of this chapter)