NBA villain

Chapter 214 Leader's Temperament
There are several Chinese fans in the stands of the Oakland Arena, none of whom are very old.

A fan with freckles bet with his partner, "Di Yang must have a triple-double today!"

Although everyone is a fan of Yang Di, such a statement is obviously too absurd. Yang Di's assists have always been only one or two in a game, and no more than five. Where did the triple-double come from.

"Block double!" The little fan has black hair, but his thinking is very active.

"Block?" The friends were startled for a moment, and then they all clapped their hands. That's right, blocks can also be in double figures, and compared to assists, blocks seem to be easier for Yang Di.

"There were only five blocks in the halftime. After the whole game, it is really possible to achieve the feat of ten blocks."

"666..." After such a calculation, they all cheered happily, as if they had witnessed Yang Di's first triple-double in his career.

The field was deadlocked.

In the first half, the Warriors trailed the Magic by 44 points 52 to 7. At the beginning of the second half, Mobley scored 5 points from outside shots, and the Magic led by as much as 12 points, and the two teams have maintained this state for a long time.

"It can't go on like this!"

The third quarter is a critical stage, with 4 minutes to go, Yang Di has a flash of light in his eyes, and strives to play with all his strength.

Howard was surprised to find that the strength of Yang Di's back was even more astonishing. He easily squeezed him away and was about to reach a deep position. He gritted his teeth and put his arms behind Yang Di's back, but he still couldn't stop moving his center of gravity.

Richardson passed the ball almost into Yang Di's arms.

Yang Di pouted his buttocks with the ball in both hands, then turned around with his back, and jumped forward with a half-hook. Howard was too crowded to jump up. The basketball hit the neck of the basket and stumbled into the net.

"Grass!" Howard swears, picked up the basketball and smashed it on the floor.

After the offensive and defensive transition, Yang Di shouted to Murphy to mark Turkoglu: "Go up, follow his footsteps, and leave it to me inside."

After Murphy heard it, he subconsciously chose to obey, and then followed Turkoglu out of the inside line.

The inside line of the entire field became particularly empty, and then Howard came down to catch the ball. Yang Di lowered his waist and stood centered, and adjusted his direction easily in small steps to keep up with Howard's offense.

"Boom!"

The muscles of the two people are as hard as granite, and when they collide together, they make a dull sound, which is probably the biggest difference from soft and hard contact.

Howard can't stand Yang Di at all. This has been confirmed in the first half. Even if he is in good form today, he has grabbed 8 rebounds so far.

The head coach of the Magic looked worriedly at the No. [-] pick on the court.

Yang Di stretched out his hand and cut it off. The moment Howard turned around, the exposed basketball was cut by Yang Di's slap, and then fell on Howard's feet, popping out of the baseline.

He has not yet understood how to communicate with the referee. If the ball is cut on an old fritter like Dale Davis, not to mention whether he will ask the referee to argue about a minor thug foul, the latter will definitely raise his hands and then share it equally Fake a shot violation and maybe earn two free throws or something.

"If Turkoglu moves out of the outside line, first guard him." Yang Di and Murphy said, telling him to keep an eye on the Turk, not to guard against the shot.

Francis caught the ball and pulled the ball horizontally to cross steps, failing to deflect Richardson.

The air-cut Mobley was covered by Yang Di's big hand to help defend, and during the pick-and-roll process, he took a risk and gave it to the veteran Stacy in the bottom corner.

Stacy moved a little bit to receive the pass. He immediately raised his hands and made a shooting motion. Dunleavy, who was tricked and came back to defend, jumped up, and then cut in with the ball.

Before the basket, Yang Di predicted the final position of Stacy's layup and jumped up to defend.

The name of "Plastic Man" is really not covered. Facing Yang Di's supplementary defense, he confronted Yang Di in the air, and before landing, he twisted his waist and avoided Yang Di's big hand with his twisted body, throwing the ball randomly. The ground is still facing the basket.

Yang Di looked back and saw that the ball fell into the basket after two laps on the rim.

At this time, the referee sounded the whistle and called Yang Di's defensive foul.

Yang Di suddenly felt very wronged. Obviously, he was just defending the ball normally, and there was no extra movement in his hands. How could it become a defensive foul?He really doubted whether it was for viewing, the referee deliberately checked whether the ball could be scored, and if it scored, he would blow two plus one.

Yang Di ran to argue with the bald referee, his tone revealed a sense of grievance and a trace of just right helplessness.

"Yes, he screamed miserably, and his movements were exaggerated enough, but really, really, I didn't foul! You see, I took off in the reasonable collision zone. He is a veteran, so I always have Confidence solves things close to the rim, and you have to trust my basketball IQ."

The referee glanced at Yang Di, thinking why this Chinese is not reserved at all, which is embarrassing to say.

"He is also an actor. Although his arm moves a lot, I didn't actually touch him. The part of the body contact is mainly on the upper body, and there is absolutely no thug."

"Okay, all I know is that you can go back to the game!" The bald referee gave Yang Di a sideways look and said angrily.

Yang Di retreated angrily and stood on the penalty area.

Stacy added a free throw, and the Magic still led by 75 points 66 to 9 in a blink of an eye.

But the footage of Yang Di communicating with the referee and calling Murphy to evacuate the defensive area on the field all fell into Montgomery's eyes. Montgomery couldn't help but admire in his heart. Yang Di is indeed a natural leader. , he is already the most important part, and he has enough right to speak.

Teammates are willing to follow his command.

On the court, the Warriors succeeded in attacking again. Yang Di helped Dunleavy run without the ball to cover. The latter simply caught the ball and made a 45-degree three-pointer. The Warriors fell behind 69 to 75.

"Wow, the key three-pointer!" Barkley took the time to explain.

"Wow, Howard made a strong move from the basket and was blocked by Yang Di again!" Smith lifted his spirits and imitated Barkley's tone of speech.

Barkley laughed, "Wow, Dwight Howard was blocked by Yang Di for the second time in this field. His technical movements are really bad, and his steps are very chaotic."

"Wow, Richardson made a backhand layup, and the Warriors scored five points in a row!" Smith did not respond to Barkley's words, because the small climax set off by the Warriors directly brought the game into a timeout.

"It's only four points away. The Warriors' offensive touch during this period is very good!"

Barkley said with a smile: "There is a problem with the Magic's defense. Howard's defensive pick-and-roll effect in this quarter is not good. The young No. [-] pick still retains many wrong habits in high school, and subconsciously shrinks defense. You know, this is the NBA. A place where every inch of space has to be fought for."

"No, I think the main reason is that the Warriors' defense has improved. Yang Di completed the block and grabbed the rebound, and sent high-quality screens on the offensive end. He is silently leading the process of the game."

When one side talks, the other side looks for different angles. Although the two of them gag most of the time, Hu Tianhai blows, but when they really analyze the game, they are not completely unreasonable.

(End of this chapter)