Basketball Crunchy Shark

Chapter 111 The Bad Guys Are Getting Old (55)

Chairman Yao is off the court, but Big Ben and Rasheed Wallace don’t need to. Playing with Chairman Yao will not do much harm to their muscular monsters. At most, it is more insulting. Now that Chairman Yao is off, Cato and Morris enter the basket and the Rockets pull their hips instantly. Double Wallace beats them almost like adults beat elementary school students.

Lin Sa casually brushed rebounds, dunked dunks, and even frantically started to block shots. At the beginning, this guy was quite restrained, and he knew to give Da Ben a chance, and he scored four points for the team boss, which saved Ben from being too self-confident. Let Big Ben get a few rebounds. After all, in the remaining three quarters, the boss is still counting on Ben to continue to be a coolie, work hard, and sacrifice his life.

The first quarter of the game officially ended. The Rockets lost 6 points in a row after Chairman Yao left the field. The Pistons beat the Rockets 38 by 34.

Chairman Yao, who was sitting on the bench, was about to burst into tears. He was fully fired in the first quarter, and those two muscular guys were definitely not comparable to ordinary inside players. With his style of play, he would definitely not be able to make it to the fourth quarter. However, Big Ben, Rashid, and even Lin Sa on the other side looked like I could still play for a long time. Chairman Yao felt sad.

The score gap was not that big, but Chairman Yao almost foresaw his own failure. If the Rockets had a center who could stabilize the inside after he was off the field, or even a power forward who could provide him with support, then things would definitely not turn out like this.

In this era, power forwards and centers are too expensive, and blue-collar workers are paid high wages for middle-class or even top-ranked players. The Rockets can't afford this expense, and Chairman Yao can't help it.

Lin Sa carried a small schoolbag, made himself a happy weirdo, held Gatorade in a concave shape, and drank sips. Whiteside's complete card provided Lin Sa with a monster-like physical strength, and despite Lin Sa's busy running around, the consumption was far less than that of Da Ben and Rashid on the inside. As for Chairman Yao, Lin Sa was already thinking about it. Keep the firepower output and keep him exhausted, maybe if you can get a block shot from Chairman Yao, hey, this can last a lifetime.

A one-man team is like this kind of helplessness. Not everyone has the physical strength of Fat Shark and Chatter, who can play the whole game. In many cases, three or ten minutes of hard work is not as good as three minutes of turnovers.

But at this time, Old Brown began to deploy tactics. Lin Sa sometimes felt that it wasn't the old man who had become bad, but the original bad guys were getting old, and... the older they got, the worse they got.

The second quarter begins.

The lineup of Big Ben, Okur, Lin Sa, Little Prince, and Sura was replaced, and Billups and Rasheed Wallace stayed on the bench to rest arrogantly.

For the Rockets, the lineup of Chairman Yao, Mobley, Cato, Taylor, and Francis continued to play.

The cooperation between Big Ben and Okur is of course inferior to Rasheed Wallace in terms of skills, but it is even more terrifying in terms of strength. At least bumping into Rasheed and bumping into Okur are definitely two completely different experiences.

Old Brown's mind was dirty and ruthless. Lin Sa was just preparing to consume Chairman Yao's physical strength in the third quarter. Old Brown didn't even plan to let Chairman Yao play the whole half of the game.

This is blatant malice. Okur's statistics are impressive, and the Rockets' scoring is also impressive. At 4 minutes into the second quarter, the Rockets had recovered the score, but it was useless. Okur is a consumable.

Lin Sa feels that the Pistons are not a good person for the team now. The audience is cheering for Chairman Yao's dunks again and again. Lin Sa just mourns for him. When a person is carrying the weight of the whole team and walking forward, behind the glamorous and beautiful back is the spine that is almost bent.

Many stars in front of the TV have already switched channels. After all, the result will hardly change when the Pistons spend their money to bully others. Unless someone in the Rockets feels particularly good today, they can be rescued.

Lin Sa doesn't go to the basket anymore. What the coach means is that he will defend the outside line and then just lazily collect points. Although this style of play is a bit inferior to today's rebounding and hot pot ability, Lin Sa is not a picky kid. He has statistics and wins games, so he wants to do other things.

The inside line Okur fought desperately, and when he had no chance to hit hard, he would score points for Lin Sa. It was the best if he could hit, but it didn’t matter if he couldn’t hit. Anyway, Chairman Yao would grab rebounds if he didn’t hit, and the Pistons would still make money.

Chairman Yao struggled to hold the ball against Okur and rushed in. Ben next to him was also trying his best to get stuck in the position. It was very uncomfortable and difficult to play. Although the success rate was high, it was just a flash in the pan. Unfortunately, Chairman Yao knew the result but still had to play desperately. He needed to score and rebound.

Roughly flying up against Daben and Okur, Chairman Yao slammed the ball into the basket heavily.

Many stars who were still watching this game were silent when they saw Chairman Yao's attitude of doing his best, especially a certain No. 8 in Los Angeles. ?
The audience at the Toyota Center was cheering and laughing non-stop. They were extremely happy when they saw their giant pressing down on the opposite piston. This is their superstar. Who said that Asians can't play in the NBA! ?
The referee felt sorry for the big man now, and the audience was watching the fun without thinking it was a big deal. The Pistons over there kept fighting against the body regardless of the consequences. He seemed to feel sorry for the big man, and they shouted so hard.

[Writing for a day, my brain is wattless, I found out after finishing this chapter, update at 0:[-]... so I can't sleep yet]

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