Basketball Crunchy Shark

Chapter 143 Artest, Your Defense Is So Cute
Artest now just wants to be a quiet and handsome man, and he doesn't want to talk to the slut in front of him, uploading and jumping, BB non-stop.

"Don't be like this, you have to talk, you know, after all, you who come from the women's basketball team can't stop me anyway." Lin Sa shrugged while still dribbling the ball in his hands, and the regularity was a mess.

Now Lin Sa can do it completely, spouting Artest, keeping up with body language humiliation, still counting in his hands, and keeping the ball firmly.

Artest is also a master of trash talking. He doesn't usually talk about people, and he thinks he has seen big scenes, but now he hates this bastard who BBs and BBs to death. He really wants to beat him up, give him an elbow, and the whole world will be quiet.

Lin Sa's defense was still very stable, and Artest looked like he couldn't hear or see, which made Lin Sa a little surprised at Artest's sudden calmness. After all, this guy used to be caught on fire.

This top defensive player wasn't the one to cover it, but since you weren't fooled and tried to put out the fire, then Lin Sa thinks he should add more gasoline.

Lin Sa made a fake pass with the ball, and the defender was unmoved. This guy did have a few tricks when he was playing the real game, but it’s okay if he doesn’t make up the gear.
Professional, professional after all, the moment Lin Sa picked up the speed, Artest had already changed his posture in an instant, ready to face the collision. When he was close to him, he must let Lin Sa, a bastard, try what is called peerless martial arts!

The idea is very good, but Lin Sa doesn't know how to use Arteka to prevent this guy's black hand. The moment they passed by, Lin Sa stopped suddenly, and then changed direction and directly made great strides to break through!
Changing the direction, Artest's black hand couldn't keep up with the speed. If Artest chose to block with his body when defending, Lin Sa could only blindly cast or throw an empty catch. However, Artest chose revenge, which gave Lin Sa the opportunity to break through.

Harrington, the Pacers' insider, tried to rush out to make up a defense, but Lin Sa threw the ball into the hoop with a straight pull in the face.

Lin Sa shrugged at Artest: "There is a famous saying, I pass you like I am crossing the road in the morning, and, Artest, your defense is so cute."

Artest felt that he had withdrawn from the arena for too long, didn't he? Anyone dared to provoke him. He really thought that Da Ben and that loud voice could protect him, Lin Sa! ?

Lin Sa was nagging, and the assistant referee next to him wanted to give T, but Lin Sa didn't swear at people, and didn't give him a chance to whistle. But looking at Lin Sa, who was acting like a monster, and Artest, who was gradually going berserk, and comparing the two people's figures, in the eyes of the assistant referee, Lin Sa was like a chihuahua, roaring and provoking at Artest's black back.

Before the whistle blew, Lin Sa continued to play his "Selling Tangyuan" song. This song made Artest gradually become abnormal. When defending without the ball, he secretly gave Lin Sa two times. Of course, Lin Sa is not a good bird now. He is not McGrady and has idol baggage. Do you really think that Becky Lynch trained him for nothing!
Under the dark tide, two people elbow to elbow.

As the game time passed, the Pistons scored more and more points, and the point gap between the Pistons and the Pacers was getting bigger and bigger. Lin Sa was now facing a new crisis, that is, if the game continued like this, the Pacers would easily surrender after halftime. If the bastard Artest was replaced by then, what would he do with his mission?
Now the Pistons and the Pacers are both on offense and defense, but the Pacers are always at a disadvantage. Before the end of the second quarter, Lin Sa didn't stimulate Artest to lose his mind, but the Pistons have steadily led by 16 points. In this kind of game, this score is already on the verge of surrender.

Artest's self-control ability today really refreshed Lin Sa's impression. The card wanted it, but Lin Sa couldn't take the initiative to post it and let Artest beat him. What if Artest misunderstood that he had some special hobbies?
Lin Sa is sitting on the sidelines of the Pistons, drinking Gatorade with a straw in his mouth, but his heart is already worrying about the Pacers.

You must be strong!
: "Would you like to rest for a while?" Old Brown asked Lin Sa, who was carrying a schoolbag and drinking Gatorade. This image was too weird. I heard that some people were rushing to register. It was quite curious. Anyway, Old Brown couldn't understand the psychology of these young people.

With 16 points, 4 rebounds and 3 assists in the half game, Lin Sa played very well today. He can do everything except shooting inaccurately. Besides, what the hell is rest?

Lin Sa said that he could still fight, but Old Brown had no choice but to let him be a demon.

: "Rashid is not on the field, you and Artest control the conflict, our battlefield is not just here." Before going on the field, Old Brown reminded Lin Sa.

This coach is a bit tricky, but he is actually quite good to Lin Sa.

Speaking of which, Old Brown hadn't used him as a flagpole for a long time. Lin Sa thought for a while that the old guy was going to reform himself. Of course, Lin Sa changed his mind soon. The scum could only bring forth the old and bring forth the new on the road of the tiankeng.

At the beginning of the third quarter, the Pacers did not surrender, and the main lineup continued to pick up, which made Lin Sa heaved a sigh of relief.

The Pacers did not give up, and Big Ben also brought the bad boys of the Pistons back on the stage. Okur replaced Rashid as a power forward, Lin Sa's small forward remained unchanged, Billups as a point guard, and Prince as a shooting guard.

The old Brown adjusted the lineup slightly, strengthened the mid-range shot, and made the score bigger. If he failed, he would call a timeout. High fault tolerance means that he can act like a monster.

At the start of the game, the Pistons took the lead. Lin Sa picked up the ball and found Artest waiting for him at the three-point line aggressively.

Artest had a look of desire (desire) and dissatisfaction (dissatisfaction).

This guy's eyes are very fierce now. Lin Sa was looked at by Artest like this, so Lin Sa felt that he was afraid of being molested, so he called a pick-and-roll. Okur's pick-and-roll skills were not as good as Rasheed Wallace, and Lin Sa didn't get enough breakthrough distance, but the pass was always enough. He easily threw the ball to Prince at the center line. Prince hit a jumper and the Pistons scored another 2 points.

If it wasn't for the fear of being blown up, Lin Sa would make faces at Artai, but even so, Lin Sa didn't let him go, patted Artai on the shoulder, and Lin Sa said: "You did your best."

This look, this tone, now Artest feels that he is not well. It seems that he has withdrawn from the arena for too long, and there are such bastard rookies who are molesting him!

As the game continued, Lin Sa's scoring ability and ability to tear the inside line became very good today. If it's just these, then Artest's single defense is still effective.

But once Lin Sa calls the pick-and-roll and there is a little bit of space, Lin Sa will use a terrifying body control ability to break through, shoot, or pass in the space. Artest has no good way to do this kind of thing.

Fortunately, today Lin Sa's 3-pointer feels mediocre, only 4 of 1, otherwise the Pacers would almost have no desire to persevere.

(End of this chapter)