You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 248 The Impossible Has Become Possible

Mookie Blaylock reflected on his first-half play through halftime.

The reason why he acted so panic-stricken was because he was not well prepared to confront Mo Mengchen. It can also be said that he never expected that the opponent's defense would advance by leaps and bounds to this point.

Two defenders in a row were blocked by Mo Mengchen, which to some extent destroyed the Eagles' offensive system.

So even with Dikembe Mutombo's four halftime blocks, the Pistons still had an eight-point lead, 55-47.

Except for Blaylock, the other main players of the Eagles basically played the first half.

Wilkens did what he said, let them play 40 minutes if they want to let them play 40 minutes, there is no room for negotiation at all.

"They want to end this game more than we do."

Before the start of the second half, Mo Mengchen approached Hill and said.

Hill understood what he meant. The Hawks consumed too much of the main force. The longer the game dragged on, the more unfavorable it was for them.

Although Collins, like Wilkens, can't wait to let the main force play the whole game, but he is a bit sane anyway. The Pistons have such a deep lineup, and he has at least eight players in each game. Now there are seven people in rotation, and the two people who came up to the rotation are all remedies because of Blaylock's sluggish performance.

Neither Lynch Hunter nor Eldridge Rekasna could fill the void left by Blaylock.

At the beginning of the second half, Mo Mengchen was determined to further expand the point difference.

The main players of the Eagles have played for so long, which is a physical and psychological torment for them. If the point difference can be further widened, it will also deal a huge blow to their fighting spirit.

Barkley stepped forward to pick and roll, Mo Mengchen handed the ball.

Hill Neche.

The great Sir Charles saw it clearly, ignored Leitner who was constantly provoking him, and hit Duke's top student with one hand.

A small tie rod in the air from Devil Mountain avoided the block of African Mountain and scored a layup.

57 is better than 47
Buck Brook said: "This game is heading in a bad direction. If the Eagles can't prevent the Pistons from scoring, the form will become extremely difficult."

Pettit sat next to him, seemingly trying to make out the five on the Eagles field.

After watching for a while.

Steve Smith cuts out for a catch-and-shoot.

He said: "After so many years, Lenny's coaching style has not changed much."

"Oh?" Brook wondered what the Eagle King meant by this.

"He once said that only seven people who can play are needed. This is not a very good idea, because a game consumes a lot of money, and seven people are too few."

Eagle King looked at the game on the field.

"They only had five guys playing tonight."

Mo Mengchen and Barkley and Ratliff are constantly playing pick-and-rolls. Both of them have range. If Mutombo doesn't follow up, he can let the team's insiders shoot outside.

That's it for this round.

Dikembe Mutombo tried to let go, and Ratliff's shot punished him immediately.

59 is better than 49
"If you don't come out, I can get 30 points!"

Ratliff uttered cruel words to the African mountain whose worth was much higher than his own.

For the Eagles, nothing is too much trouble.

There have been problems with Mutombo's defensive style.

Fortunately, Braylock adapted to Mo Mengchen's confrontation.

He no longer regards Mo Mengchen as the defensive hole that flew away when he was hit by him, he regards Mo Mengchen as a defender like Jordan Pepeton.

Because as long as he thinks so, he can devote himself wholeheartedly.

Even if the defense is as strong as those three, it can't prevent him to death like it did in the first half.

The three walk around, and the two lie dormant.

The Eagle's system was operating in front of Mo Mengchen. This tactic of three guarantees and two guarantees was more comprehensive, but it was somewhat imprecise.

Four people creating chances for one is definitely more detail-oriented than three.

Smith and Laettner run at the same time.

One inside and one outside, both of them are sharp knives that Wilkens counts on. If they can't open, they can also allow Mutombo to show off his zombie hook in the low post.

Looks like a good deal at all.

The end of the tactic fell to Laettner, who underestimated Barkley's defensive determination and ran two unarmed screens in a row, thinking that this would get rid of the defense.

Laettner climbed over the hills, came to his favorite position to catch the ball, and was about to score when Barkley caught up.

"Are you kidding me? Is this Charles Barkley? How can he be so defensive?"

In the eyes of many people, Barkley is still the star player who has no solution on offense but needs the help of his teammates on defense.

He rarely defends so desperately, because even if he defends so desperately, it is flawed, and it is better to use his limited strength on the offensive end.

"Shh!"

Laettner ignored the defense and scored a jumper.

"Your efforts have been in vain," Leitner said dryly.

Barkley just sneered: "It's all in vain? You don't understand anything fucking!"

In a team where many people need the ball, if they cannot learn to share, there will inevitably be chaos. This is what Mo Mengchen let Barkley understand.

He has never defended as desperately as he does now, and for this, he sacrificed his tactical position on the offensive end.

But there's no question he's become a better teammate.

The Eagles' offense couldn't change anything. Mo Mengchen used a pick-and-roll to break through, and Barkley followed.

Under the interference of Mutombo, Mo Mengchen missed a layup, but the Flying Pig was behind. Barkley flew up, grabbed the rebound, and slammed into the basket with a backhand.

he growled.

"Charles, it seems, is playing hard and he's found the right place on this team in a way he's never been before in his career."

Brooke said in surprise.

For the opponents of the Pistons, this game has been too depressing so far. In the first game of the playoffs, they cannot lose so uselessly, otherwise it will be even more detrimental to the subsequent games.

"It seems that you have been completely frightened."

Mo Mengchen spoke.

"What did you say?" Blaylock patted the ball.

Mo Mengchen said: "It's not like you that you don't even dare to challenge me head-on."

Maybe it was a pain point that Mo Mengchen mentioned, maybe it was because he wanted to prove himself, no matter what it was for, he was determined to create an opportunity for the team.

Mo Mengchen's lateral movement is beyond imagination, he never had such a fast lateral movement speed before, who knows what happened to him, he is like a sudden rich man who wants to show his wealth to everyone he knows .

Traversal speed is like athleticism, it's an innate thing.

No matter how hard you work the day after tomorrow, you can only guarantee that you can play to the extreme at your speed.

Mo Mengchen's progress in this area even surprised his teammates.

Blaylock was rejected again, his breakthrough was firmly stuck, and it was difficult to go deep at all, because the opponent not only moved laterally faster, but also had far more strength than him.

What the hell did this damn bastard do?
It's time to pass the ball.

Some details of Blaylock's movements made Mo Mengchen conclude that he was going to pass the ball. In an instant, he gestured to Hill behind him.

Devil Mountain, who originally planned to step forward to block Mo Mengchen when he was breached, saw the gesture, like a ghost hiding in the dark night, escaping into the crowd.

While Blalock failed, the Eagles' ace scorer Steve Smith ran again, and he was going to score another goal for the team in the same position.

While all of them are full of energy, they must narrow the score as much as possible in this quarter.

"Pass the ball!"

Wilkens growled.

Also at this moment, Blaylock threw the ball.

Blaylock's face, resembling the Jordan twins, distorted as the ball left his hands.

"impossible!"

he growled.

The impossible has become possible.

Hill saw through the situation, saw their behavior like a prophet of the future, and then stole the basketball that should have fallen into Smith's hands.

Mo Mengchen had already run forward.

"It's the first time I know you can run so fast."

Hill's long pass, who knows who uses it.

Mo Mengchen caught the ball in the front court, only dribbled a bit, jumped up with all his strength, and scored a slam dunk.

In order to relieve the momentum of landing, he hung on the basket for a second, then slowly let go and landed.

The disaffected boos at the Georgia Dome reached their apogee.

There was roaring from the angry crowd, who thought the Hawks should have done better.

　Today is the fourth watch, ask for a monthly ticket, the last day, and double the monthly ticket, have you seen my delicate and handsome face?Smash it hard and don't take pity on me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)