You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 728 Unfortunate Words

"Beep!"

When the whistle sounded, Ben Wallace felt like being pricked by a needle, and excitedly complained to the referee: "I didn't touch him at all!"

The referee held the whistle tightly in his mouth and stared at him dangerously: "Stand back!"

"I didn't." Wallace wanted to tell the referee excitedly that he hadn't fouled at all, but how could he deny what the referee recognized?His teammates had no time to stop him, and the whole process happened in an instant.

"Beep!"

The referee blew his whistle again, and this time he gave Wallace a t.

Since Wallace has already eaten a technical foul before, the second t will let him leave the field directly.

At this time, just 3 minutes into the fourth quarter.

The Lakers led the Pistons by 85 points 77 to 8.

Seeing the referee add a technical foul, Wallace froze on the spot.

Westphal put his hands on his hips. He didn't expect this kind of thing to happen. Now is the time to chase points. Without Wallace, no one in the Pistons' restricted area can support O'Neal's impact.

"Jamal, come on." Westphal called the rookie's name.

Jamal Magloire, a rookie who entered the Pistons in the same year as Michael Reed, Reid is now training in the development league, Magloire is left on the team as a substitute in the bench.

Usually his playing time is extremely limited, because Wallace's substitute is Miller, but Rasheed is not here tonight, Westphal can only abandon Miller in order to maintain the defensive strength inside.

It was a controversial decision, with opposition from within the coaching staff.

Miller's skills are comprehensive, both internal and external, and can adapt to different tactics. As long as he is on the court, the problem of O'Neal's inability to defend against pick-and-rolls becomes more obvious.

As long as Miller finishes blocking and rolling from the outside, O'Neal has nothing to do. He can neither follow the three-point line nor prevent the breakthrough from the outside.

In the same way, Miller can shine on the offensive end. If the defensive end is not escorted by a master defender like Rasheed, his weak basket protection will become the center of the opponent's breakthrough.

Therefore, when using Miller, Westphal has always followed the principle of defending what he deserves. The Lakers have always taken the lead tonight. With Miller, he can score, but his defense will lead to more mistakes. points, so Miller was not reused.

As Pollard's successor, Magloire was less impressive.

Magloire walked onto the field. This guy who looked like he had just come to the United States from the Canadian countryside was preparing to confront the world's number one insider.

"Rookie, if it doesn't work, call me!" Williams yelled at him.

Magloire nodded yes.

Now the Lakers will execute three free throws, O'Neal will make two free throws, and then Kobe will execute a technical foul free throw, and then still have the ball.

That's Wallace's final gift for tonight's game.

Fortunately, O'Neal missed both free throws. Unfortunately, Kobe added a free throw and the ball was still in the hands of the Lakers.

86 is better than 77
Kobe scored his 41st point.

According to the general situation, after playing 3 minutes in the fourth quarter, Kobe has scored 41 points, which is definitely a pretty terrible performance.However, if you know that he scored 34 points in the first half, you know how different his performance was tonight.

So far in the second half, he has only scored 7 points.

Under the Lakers' system, he was restrained. With O'Neal, he must not play too selfishly. Under the orders of the Zen master, Fisher could not jump over the shark and give the ball to Kobe.

Mo Mengchen could tell that Kobe was very dissatisfied with this arrangement, but what could he say?He is only the second in charge of the team, and he cannot express dissatisfaction with this.

Now that Kobe's right to the ball has been deprived, the Pistons should show something.

"We must let Kobe know, or let him think that this arrangement is wrong." Mo Mengchen said to Hill specifically.

Devil Mountain didn't understand what he was talking about, and Mo Mengchen didn't explain in detail. After the Lakers served the ball, they quickly opened up the front line, still in the three-two position. O'Neal was determined to help Mo Mengchen educate the rookie.

Magloire has the capital to resist O'Neill.

With a height of 211 centimeters and a wingspan of 231 centimeters, this is simply a figure tailor-made for him by God. He was born to play basketball and was born to play inside.

Williams dreamed of having such a talent as him, but he collapsed under the impact of O'Neal.

O'Neill was about to further dominate the penalty area, the garbage dog ran back barking, flew forward, and gave O'Neill a big cap between a foul and a non-foul.

After the Sharks were blocked, the ball fell into Hill's hands.

The lightning-like counterattack was going on like flowing water. Although the Lakers retreated quickly, the tacit understanding between Hill and Mo Mengchen was too amazing. They knew what the other party wanted to do without any communication at all.

Mo Mengchen ran beyond the 45-degree three-point line on the right, and Hill threw the ball just after halftime.

From the outside, Mo Mengchen received the ball, the Lakers were not able to gain a firm foothold, a good opportunity.

"Dor.Mo's three-pointer!"

At the moment of the shot, Mo Mengchen turned around directly, and when he landed, he returned to the defense. In an instant, the ball shot through the net.

80 is better than 86
"We need to win this game!" Mo Mengchen shouted to Hill.

Hill asked inexplicably: "Is there any game that should not be won?"

"Yes," Mo Mengchen said mysteriously, "There will be in the future."

Even as a good kid like Hill, he has heard words like "Competitive sports are meaningless if they are not about winning."

Competitive competition, the fight is the victory or defeat, the competition is the high and low, the winner is rampant, and the loser runs away with his head in his arms.

Games that shouldn't be won, exist?
Hill suddenly recalled the past few years. It's not that they haven't lost some games that should have been fought with all their strength. The victory or defeat of those games did not affect the ownership of the championship.

"Maybe there is such a game," Hill thought.

Then, it is still an inside contest.

O'Neal stared at Williams this time, like a lion deterring a hyena. The deployment line was pulled apart again. No one could help the inside to share the heavy pressure. Fisher passed the ball again.

Mo Mengchen doesn't like the feeling of giving hope to others, but at this moment, they can only trust the insider.

Magloire couldn't bear this kind of pressure. He never thought that he would be sent to the field at this time to match up with O'Neal's level inside.

Maybe he can't prevent O'Neill at all, but no matter how difficult it is, there is a glimmer of hope in everything, but with his current situation, let alone a glimmer of hope, he has no hope of preventing O'Neill at all.

The furious Shark was ready to launch his bloody revenge, and Williams approached early and angrily fouled O'Neill.

Then, he yelled at Magloire: "Rookie, if you don't dare to stand up to the mother, replace me!"

Magloire didn't dare to answer, O'Neill walked to the free throw line in dissatisfaction, and said harshly to Williams: "No matter who comes, I will kill you, and in the end, even your mother can't remember how beautiful you are." How ugly!"

The trash talk is tough enough, but the free throws are terrible, and he missed both free throws again.

"Fuck!!" O'Neill cursed, not sure if he was scolding the opponent's shameless foul or his own touch.

Mo Mengchen patted the ball lightly, and in a blink of an eye he had come to the frontcourt. Fisher was overwhelmed by his aura and dared not move forward or back. He just stood there, like a child playing a game of wooden figures.

In an instant, Mo Mengchen wanted to shoot, but Fisher finally moved. He jumped up involuntarily, trying to block the shot.

However.
"It's a feint!"

Fisher bumped into Mo Mengchen's body in desperation—"Beep!"—the melodious whistle turned into wonderful background music, and Mo Mengchen's jumping posture was not enough to knock most people over because of Fisher He lost his center of gravity due to the impact, adjusted his body, and rushed to the highest point swiftly.

Such a shooting height is simply frightening.

The moment the three-point shot was made, the people on the Pistons bench opened their hands and celebrated in advance, accompanied by Rashid's words: "This goal must be fucking scored!"

The ball pierced through the net, relying entirely on personal ability, he made a 3+1 abruptly.

Mo Mengchen landed steadily, and walked past Fisher, who was almost bowed to the ground: "Can you ask your coach to change?"

This sentence was like a terrible curse, and the Zen master actually asked for a replacement.

Fisher's heart was broken. The change at this time was definitely not to let him rest. There was only one reason, and that was that Zen Master didn't believe that he had the ability to play against Mo Mengchen.

In order to prevent him from being overwhelmed at this point, he asked for a substitution before something irreversible happened. This is Zen Master's idea.

After all, he has always looked down on Fisher, a porter-style traditional point guard.

Mo Mengchen couldn't help laughing when he saw Fisher being replaced in a desperate manner. It was really funny, and the plan really couldn't keep up with the changes.

There are always such and such accidents in the game, some accidents are heartbreaking, and some are so happy that you want to laugh.

If you don't believe me, let the broadcaster point the camera at Dor. Mo's face, he is smiling so happily!

(End of this chapter)