play for it

Chapter 132
Under the eyes of everyone, Westbrook, who entered the inside line at high speed, held the basketball high in both hands. After a big stride, he took advantage of the high-speed practice and took off!In the air, he collided fiercely with Yang Ke who was also jumping!
"drink!"

Facing Yang Ke who took off early, took the priority position, and formed a downward pressure, Westbrook grew his mouth wide and his face was ferocious, like the roar of a tortoise facing a strong enemy.

Under Westbrook's control, the muscles of his whole body shrank into a ball, like a stone attached to the bone, protruding and hard!

Relying on the huge force brought by the muscle contraction, Westbrook resisted the resistance from Yang Ke!In the case of losing the opportunity, Westbrook just relied on his own physical fitness to forcefully carry Yang Ke's body in the air, maintaining a strong attack!
Holding the basketball firmly with both hands, under the tremendous force, Westbrook's arms were bruised and his biceps were prominent. The two of them were getting closer and closer to the basket, and his eyes showed a fierce light!The arms were pulled back even more fiercely!
"Don't even think about it!"

In the air, watching Westbrook's movements, Yang Ke instantly understood that he wanted to dunk, and immediately forcibly held back the sharp pain from his chest, clenched his teeth, and a resolute voice came out from the gap.

Sticking tightly to Westbrook's body, Yang Ke stretched out his right arm with all his strength, and accurately found the path of the basketball with his palm.

"Give me in!"

At this time, the back-lifting action is over, and Westbrook is in an irresistible situation. While roaring again, Westbrook swung his arms heavily, trying to smash the ball towards the basket with all his strength.

I don't think about it!

The thought was extremely firm. In the air, Yang Ke stabilized his body that was about to fall, swung his right arm forcibly, and slapped the basketball heavily with the palm of his right hand!

Snapped!
The right hand hit the basketball hard, but in an instant, it was bounced away by Westbrook, who had stronger hands. Fortunately, affected by this blow, the ball hit the basketball hard. On the basket, it popped out of the field, but failed to dunk in the end!
boom!
Under the influence of gravity and the inertia of the impact, Yang Ke and Westbrook collided under the basket one after the other, making a crisp sound.

"Westbrook is jumping! He wants to dunk... We can see that Young doesn't want to give up, he goes up without fear... He succeeded, the ball missed, he interfered with this dunk..."

"OMG! Due to the physical confrontation in the air, Yang and Westbrook hit the basketball hoop at the same time. It hurts just by hearing the sound... Both of them were lying on the floor, and no one stood up first..."

In front of the TV screen and the online live broadcast room, all the people who were watching the game took a deep breath.At the scene, the audience and fans in the arena all stood up and looked at the field nervously.Under the basketball hoop, the media reporters pointed their cameras at Yang Ke and Westbrook, and frantically pressed the shutter.

In the VIP seat, Emma stood up and looked sideways at the figure lying on the floor, her eyes under the sunglasses were shining with crystal light.On the sidelines, Popovich ran to the technical table and hurriedly asked for a timeout.Players from the two teams rushed over...

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Lying on the cold floor, looking at the ceiling, Yang Ke was breathing heavily, the pain in his back and chest made him frown all the time, under careful observation, his right arm was trembling constantly .

"Yang, you can't lie on the floor like this!"

Leonard came to Yang Ke's side first. Seeing Yang Ke's appearance, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hands, and forcibly pulled Yang Ke up.

"hiss!"

As his back left the floor, the pain in his back could not be relieved by the cold, and Yang Ke immediately let out a sound in pain.

On the other side, Westbrook also stood up with Harden's support, but his condition seemed to be much better than Yang Ke's. He turned his head and took a deep look at Yang Ke, then walked off the court slowly .

"Let's go!"

Seeing off the Thunder without any disturbance, Leonard and Green, who came behind, supported Yang Ke one by one, followed Duncan and the others, and retreated to the bench together.

"Parker, you wait and get ready to play."

After a few strides, he walked up to the crowd and glanced at Yang Ke. Popovich first pointed to Parker, then pointed to Anderson, and said, "Anderson, take Yang back to the locker room."

Yang Ke was taken aback, thinking that he would only sit on the bench for a few minutes, but he never thought that he would be asked to go back to the locker room early, and immediately shouted excitedly: "Ah?! Don't, coach, I can continue Contest……"

"I said, let you go back to the locker room! Go check it out and rest!" Popovich suddenly became angry, and shouted at Yang Ke: "It's not your turn yet for this game." Come on so hard!"

"..."

Looking at the furious Popovich, Yang Ke could hear that it was an angry scolding on the surface, but in fact it was a very hidden worry and love. He opened his mouth but said nothing. In the end, Yang Ke just nodded silently. Nodding, obeying Popovich's decision.

A moment later, Yang Ke walked out of the bench under the support of Anderson, walked slowly towards the visiting team's locker room through the player tunnel.

"Yang, in fact, you don't have to fight that hard. You did your best with Westbrook's ball, and the last hit was too easy to cause injury."

While walking, Anderson said to Yang Ke that he was very worried that Yang Ke would be injured because of this defense.In his memory, Asian players are prone to injuries, and even if they recover, the level of competition will drop too much.

"Well, thanks, I'll keep an eye on it."

Nodding his head, Yang Ke said slowly, he knew that his teammates cared about him very much, which made him feel that the atmosphere of the Spurs team is really not so good.

As soon as he entered the locker room, the team doctors who had already prepared brought Yang Ke into the physiotherapy room, but Anderson did not continue to follow up. His task had been completed and it was time to return to the court.

At the same time, after seeing off Yang Ke and Anderson, Popovich also sat down in front of everyone and explained the tactics to be used in the next game.

"The Thunder want to win with us in the third quarter, so we will fight against them!" Sitting on a chair, Popovich emphasized to the five players who will be playing while drawing tactics. "Since we can't guard against it, then we don't have to defend it at all!"

Splitter was taken aback, and asked suspiciously, "Coach, what do you mean?"

"In the first half of the match, the reason why we fell behind was because we were forced to counterattack, but the most important thing was that we didn't want to give up defense, and we still invested a lot of energy in defense!"

With a flash of light in his eyes, Popovich stopped the paintbrush in his hand, glanced at the five people in front of him one by one, and said, "So, I want you to temporarily abandon defense and give me all your energy on offense ! We will compete with Lei Ting for touch and accuracy!"

(End of this chapter)