Basketball Crunchy Shark

Chapter 298 Stubborn temper

There was nothing Harrington could do about an enemy team with six players on the court, one of whom was still wearing a Pacers jersey.

Swallowing this breath, Harrington began to push forward with the ball. The Pacers needed Artest so much. Even if his brain was not good enough, Artest's offensive and defensive effects were second only to Jermaine O'Brien in the Pacers.

The Pistons' defense was impregnable. After halftime, Harrington didn't have any room to show off. Billups, who was recovering well, was pressing for man-to-man defense.

Billups' defense is solid. Although the data is not strong and the defense rate is not high, for a No. 1 position, a defender like Billups is too hateful, because he defends with the heart of throwing data into the trash can with you.

Harrington had no choice but to give the ball to Miller.

In the old age of a strong man, Miller has long lost the physical strength he had when he was young. Although many things can be relied on to rely on experience, he is indeed old. He can't run as fast or jump as high as before. Hamilton has become a hurdle for Miller. After all, the masked man in front of him claims to be able to run and kill two dogs.

When everyone fell back to the ground, they still had to rely on the tough battle in the end. Without Wallace, Miller gave the ball to Jermaine. Lin Sa immediately withstood Jr. and did not give him a chance to turn over and jump.

Unable to make a shot, Xiao Ao was very calm when handling the ball. He stretched the distance from the back and gave it to Wu Sheng. As far as Wu Sheng is concerned, it is really hard. Generally, strikers will not hit him in the arms after fighting Da Ben for one or two rounds.

Big Ben got angry, but he had a T in his hand and didn't push anyone this time.

Wu Sheng also made a free throw, and Wu Sheng got back a three-pointer, and the point difference came to 11 points. As long as this ball is defended, the hope is still in the Pacers.

The Pistons' attacking ability was insufficient, and their firepower declined. In Carlisle's arrangement before the game, every time the Pistons were in a state of anxiety, they usually handed the ball to Lin Sa to fight hard.

To tell the truth, if this was not playing basketball but fighting, Lin Sa would have had to kneel at that time, and she was terrified at the sight.

Fortunately, here is a basketball court.

If the defensive strength is so strong, Lin Sa raised his hand to ask for the ball. Now Lin Sa is in the first and second lineup of the Pistons.

"Stinky boy, you are too arrogant. I want to show you what the number one forward defender in the universe is!" Artest didn't bother to defend with others, so he went ahead and gave Lin Sa strength, the kind that made his elbows come out.

Then, Lin Sa showed a sinister smile, and made a three-pointer straight up and down!
When Artest rushed out, the Martial Saint on one side already felt bad, but he couldn't catch up at all, so Artest bumped into him head-on. Of course, Lin Sa would not stick to it if he forced a shot, but at this time.

'Beep! '

The referee signaled Artest to foul, and Lin Sa made three free throws.

Wu Sheng felt that his eyes were dark, and the three-pointers he got back with all his efforts were not warmed up. Lin Sa's season free throw percentage was as high as 8%.

Acting requires a full set. Lin Sa clutched her stomach in pain. Lin Sa was acting, but the Pistons were in trouble. Da Ben and the others were going to go up to Artest to make a theory, using fists. Fortunately, Lin Sa grabbed the big guys immediately and blinked.

At the same time, the four tigers secretly despised Lin Sa's character. Since Lin Sa was born, their Detroit iron-blooded style always seemed to run into something strange.

"Boss Ben, if I intentionally miss the third free throw, can you grab the rebound?" Lin Sa muttered in a low voice as he passed by Da Ben.

"No problem!" Big Ben showed off the only white part of his body, his teeth, and answered decisively. If Xiao Ao was so tired that he stuck out his tongue, he could just drive a truck.

Standing at the free throw line, Lin Sa made the first shot steadily. After clapping with his teammates, facing Artest's blind BB, Lin Sa also made the second shot. When he dribbled the ball for the third time, Artest seemed to have begun to try his special function.

This made Lin Sa very uncomfortable. After all, he didn't even intend to make a shot. Lin Sa shot for the third time. The basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air, but the strength was a little weaker, and it hit the basket!

Lin Sa's free throw percentage this season was terrible, just like his fellow countryman, so usually defenders would not attack Lin Sa badly.

Accompanied by the roar of the villain of Daben, the basketball was firmly grasped by Daben!
not good!

The old Miller immediately judged that the goal must not be scored, otherwise the difference of more than 15 points would be a devastating blow to the morale of the Pacers.

However, it was too late for his old arm and old leg to foul. Big Ben had already thrown the ball back to the free throw line at the first time. Lin Sa didn't even move, just stood at the free throw line, caught the ball, raised his hand, shot, and scored two points in one go!

Miller's hand on Daben's jersey was stiff, and the goal was effective, almost ruling the Pacers to lose the game.

The hand grabbing Da Ben's jersey subconsciously exerted force, and Miller felt so cold that he forgot to let go immediately. This was already calling a foul, but the referee didn't blow his whistle, and Da Ben just patted Miller's hand: "I'm sorry, but we want to bring the victory back to Detroit."

After realizing his gaffe, Miller put down the jersey that was holding onto Ben. This shot was already a fatal blow. Throughout the third quarter, the old Miller shot frequently like crazy, and went all out when defending. Driven by Miller, the Pacers launched a full-court pressing.

This kind of tactic that consumes a lot of physical strength is irrational, but no one said anything about it. Even if it is Carlisle, every time Miller scores a goal, the audience in Auburn Hills will give this enemy applause. Reggie Miller, he is not a good player in the standard sense. There are too many holes in his basketball career.

However, there is another basketball player in him, or the most precious trait of an athlete, never admit defeat, always embrace dreams, even if the dreams are unrealistic, Reggie Miller has never given up on chasing dreams.

(End of this chapter)