Basketball Crunchy Shark

Chapter 253

As we all know, whether Iverson has a game or not has nothing to do with whether he goes to a nightclub or not, even if the game is the finals, so Lin Sa has reason to suspect that AI may have drunk too much, and it may be fake wine.

Outside the three-point line, the Big Dog stretched out its amazing wingspan and put on a posture of full defense.

"Boy, you can only go so far, you can't beat me with your back." The big dog was full of confidence, not to mention, this defensive pressure was really a little bit.

Lin Sa looked at the AI ​​who was defending Billups on one side. Well, he just made sure that the AI ​​was in sight and the job was over. As for Billups who was about to cry, Lin Sa felt that the team would remember his contribution.

The 76ers made their own tricks, so it's no wonder Lin Sa's hands are black.

An easy crotch dribble, and another fake move, the big dog was shaken and lost his position. Lin Sa cut another step and there was room for shooting. With a 2-point shot, Lin Sa hit the basket accurately.

Lin Sa didn't doubt that Big Dog had such physical fitness to defend against Lin Sa's body weight. However, there was no way to hit Iverson on his back. The short guy hated it. As for Big Dog: "I'm fighting you, why should I use my strength to bully you? Why don't I just pass you?"

In front of the TV, Boss Joe silently lit a cigarette for himself. This movement looked gorgeous and comfortable. Lin Sa used his movements. As long as he was not blind, he could see it. Even if Jordan was no longer in the NBA, the top scorers in the NBA still used his skills.

Breathe out a smoke ring, huh, comfortable.

The 76ers tried to play a wave of fast breaks, but they hadn’t started running, and their hopes were lost. The Pistons retreated very quickly, almost at the same time as Lin Sa scored, and all members quickly retreated to their own half. Max and Hamilton, who were physically able to blame, began to prepare for marking at halftime.

Eric Snow's dribbling is steady. Although Max's little brother is annoying, the ball is still successfully passed to AI.

Lin Sa continued to single-handedly defend against the AI, defending such super scorers who are in good condition. In fact, in many cases, only one person can get it. The same is true for too many people. It is impossible to defend left and right. It is better to save some resources. Lin Sa opened his big hand to block the AI's sight. A little bit is good. Moreover, Lin Sa feels that his body control ability is still improving.

This defense, Lin Sa played very frantically. It had been a long time since no one let Iverson take two steps. This surprised the AI. After all, this kind of defense is a joke. Lin Sa should also know that it has no effect on him.

But conspiracy or not, Iverson has to hit the ball hard, and he has to score. If the point difference exceeds 20, he doesn't need to continue to work hard, just surrender.

With the change of position in the cross step, Lin Sa was successfully swayed away by a larger distance. Iverson directly cut in with a big step, and then made a sudden stop for a jump shot. No matter what Lin Sa plots, as long as he can play steadily, what kind of conspiracy...

Depend on!
Iverson scolded the street, and Lin Sa's first step was really fast. After Iverson took a step ahead and shot, Lin Sa immediately caught up. At this time, Iverson estimated that Lin Sagai must be too late.

Bitch, Iverson is sure that Lin Sa won't intervene, but knowing and being able to control are two different concepts.

The AI ​​shot the ball at a very good angle, but it was affected the moment the ball left the hand. In the end, the basketball hit the basket accurately and was then easily taken away by Rasheed Wallace. Rasheed Wallace experienced the happiness of a good brother.

"You are all about to win, and you still use this kind of cheap move?" Iverson's prediction was correct, Lin Sa's fingers were quickly retracted in front of his eyes, without any dangerous movements, just pure cheap.

"Boss AI, look at what you said. We haven't won yet. As long as you admit defeat, I'll treat you to a big meal at night, the most expensive one." Lin Sa gave an apologetic smile, and then resolutely admitted his love for the treat.

Iverson originally wanted to say that the well-known poor people in your circle should stop talking about inviting me to dinner, but after thinking about it, Iverson suddenly felt a little childish.

"We are going to lose. I am very sad. I am going to find two former friends for a drink in the evening. They are in Detroit."

Lin Sa actually wanted to complain, Boss Iverson, it's almost time for the playoffs, you don't prepare well, and then sprint, and you still have the idea of ​​drinking and partying all night, but think about it, he is talented, so there is nothing he can do.

A friend's words... Lin Sa said generously: "No problem, Boss Iverson, just call your friend over with me, I'll invite you, as an apology, that, I don't want the big dog, I don't get along with him too much."

If you ask me to ask me, I won't do it, Iverson directly said OK.

The PY communication was quickly completed, and the two continued to play. Lin Sa didn't dare to use this kind of defensive action before because he couldn't control his body accurately, and if he missed, he would be deceiving.

But today, Lin Sa hit Boss Joe’s star card, and this problem no longer exists, and Lin Sa’s shots are very fast now, but there is no follow-up at the moment of blocking the shot, and it’s not even good against reflexes. It’s over because they didn’t notice it, but against AI, this is a real weapon. AI’s reflexes and dynamic vision are super good, and the impact is even greater.

In the game between the Pistons and the 76ers, as time progressed, the point difference became wider and wider, and Iverson's offense began to be gradually restrained, not only because Lin Sa became more and more proficient in his black hands, but also because the Pistons' defensive efficiency became higher in the third quarter.

This efficiency is a matter of direction, and it is no different from the previous defensive system dominated by Big Ben.

Ben is under the basket, and the Pistons' defense is layered, layer by layer. Ben builds the core no-fly zone, which is lower than two people. They can't move in this area, and they will be easily crushed to death by Ben's pier-like body.

This style of play is very suitable for positional warfare and tough battles. Although the gears will be very bloody, as long as the big Ben is there, the core efficiency will be high. The stronger the toughness of the big Ben, the more terrifying the Pistons.

But now the Pistons' style of play is changing in series. Of course, Rashid can't dominate the basket like Ben, but he is enough to deal with an 80 center like Dalembert.

Coupled with the rebounding defense of Lin Sa and Max's younger brother, the Pistons are now playing against a light team like the 76ers, which can be said to be perfect.

Big Dog had always thought that he just didn't use his strength, but in the process of defending Lin Sa, he suddenly felt that he had been seriously insulted both physically and mentally.

A complete insult!
(End of this chapter)