You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 823 A fool who doesn't know how to advance or retreat
At halftime, 67 to 52.

The Pistons continued to perform strongly. Although this is the first game of the new season, everyone is in good condition, except Eddie Curry, who has a heavy personal burden.

With two fouls at the speed of light in the first quarter, Westphal directly refrigerated his entire time in the second quarter.

Mo Mengchen accepted a half-time interview, expressed optimism for tonight's game, and then turned and walked towards the player tunnel.

As soon as he reached the passageway, he saw a burly middle-aged woman standing around the railing in the front row and shouted, "Mr. Mo, I'm Eddie's mother. Will he play in the second half?"

With her figure and appearance and the right to move freely in the front row, Mo Mengchen trusted her seven points. Although Curry's performance was unsatisfactory, he couldn't show it in front of the opponent's family.

"Yes." He will come up and foul four more times.

Mother Curry said embarrassedly: "Mr. Mo, Eddie is still very young, please take care of him more."

I'm afraid my way of taking care of him is too heavy for him to bear.

Mo Mengchen nodded slightly, and then entered the player channel.

He had seen Curry's mother, at the beginning of the draft, and saw their family through the TV at home. Tonight, this side made him even more impressed, but as a black person, her face turned yellow?
Many diseases about the yellowing of the face quickly appeared in his mind.

"I wish I was overthinking."

Mo Mengchen entered the locker room, and Westphal was talking about the tactics for the second half.

In the second half, Westphal started with Mo Mengchen, Hill, Ginobili, Rasheed and Curry.

Compared with the opening start, the center position was replaced by Curry.

Getting another chance, Curry was excited, and his two orangutan-like long arms were shaking.

"If you don't want to be scolded by your father, you have to work harder." Rasheed persuaded.

"No matter what I do, he won't be satisfied." Curry secretly glanced at Pistons No. 9 standing outside, and he had to make sure that the other party couldn't hear this sentence, "He just doesn't like me."

Rasheed smiled and asked, "May I ask what you did to make Dad fall in love with you?"

"I"

Curry found the wrong person to confide in. Rasheed and Mo Mengchen were in the same group. If Jerome Williams is Dor.Mo's most loyal minion, then Rasheed is definitely his most powerful eagle dog.

"Give you a piece of advice." Rashid patted the rookie on the shoulder. Those who don't know the inside story will think that this is a respected senior who is educating newcomers, "Others' respect, trust, love, and friendship are all earned by strength. Come on, especially in the Pistons, Dad hates idiots, and even more hates idiots who don't know how to advance or retreat, and don't change after repeated admonition."

Curry nodded.

"It seems that you have listened, very good." Tianzun Sacred Heart rejoiced.

However, he quickly swallowed these words himself.

The Pistons took the lead in the second half, and Mo Mengchen let Rashid play Princeton in a high position.

The ball passed Rasheed's hands first, and the movement in other positions was quite fast. The Blazers' defense was in great confusion because of their running positions.

In an instant, Mo Mengchen ran out with his left foot for a three-pointer, Ginobili ran out for a chance to catch and break through with his right foot, and Hill slid from the baseline to make an air cut to the back of the Blazers.

Three chances!

Rasheed chose the toughest one -- giving the ball to Curry.

His intention to pass the ball was too obvious, and was seen through by the African mountain. The Blazers immediately intercepted it, and then counterattacked. The little flying mouse rushed up very fast. Mo Mengchen, who was standing in the bottom corner, was the player farthest from him. Even if he chased back at full speed It's also hard to catch up.

54 is better than 67
"Rookie, what the hell is going on with you!" Rashid is teaching Curry by example - as a veteran, he should know how to shift the responsibility to the rookie who has no responsibility at all.

How can Mo Mengchen see him fueling this unhealthy trend?

"Shut up, that kind of bad pass can't even pass our future!"

Curry's emotion only lasted three seconds, because the appearance of the second half of the sentence made him really want to hug and cry with the sympathetic roaring Tianzun.

Mutombo's influence spread to both ends of the offense and defense. First, he defended and intercepted Rashid's pass, and then took the initiative to hold Curry on the offensive end.

"hateful!"

Curry has learned how to turn off his hearing, and subjectively does not want to hear any sound.

He rushed to the frontcourt and stuck Mutombo in the low post on the left.

Seeing his determination, Hill disregarded Mo Mengchen's objection, let the others pull away, and dropped the ball in.

"Eddie Curry and Dikembe Mutombo, One oh One!"

I really can't do anything about these idiots.

Mo Mengchen reluctantly accepted Hill's tactical gesture, rushed to his side, and made an off-ball screen.

Hill quickly got rid of Wells, whose figure was more terrifying to Stoudemire than Momochen, and Little Momonga's Yang Pass was broken by Duke Devil.

Curry didn't rush to attack. He saw the tactics on the perimeter and found that Hill had gotten rid of the defender and went straight to the basket from the center.

People move the ball and move in harmony.

The smaller ones take advantage of the bigger ones, the smart ones take advantage of the idiots, and the one who runs is often more advantageous.

"Eddie Curry had an epiphany!"

He didn't even touch Dikembe Mutombo with his back, and suddenly he threw the ball up and right into Hill's hands, who got it in the air and scored.

Seeing Curry's performance like this, Rasheed couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart and wanted to show it.

The result was just the opposite.

He wanted to make a foul, and he did stand still, but the referee refused to admit it and gave him a blocking foul.

"Is your fucking eye stuck with shit?" Rasheed raged.

Um?Mo Mengchen and Hill looked over together.

If you can't stop the roaring Tianzun immediately, then the matter will be irreversible.

"You fucking" Rashid rushed to the referee, fighting for his legal rights in the most legitimate way in his opinion.

It is impossible for the referee to allow someone to ride on his head and chase two T's on the spot.

"I Fuckkkkk!!!"

Roaring Tianzun just wanted to further discuss life with the referee. On this special day, the Pistons played their first game at the Empire Axis Arena; on this special day, the fifth championship flag in team history was lifted into the air; On a special day, when the team owner, large and small shareholders, sponsors and advertisers were all present; on this special day, under the watchful eyes of the league executives headed by David Stern, there was a scandal of attacking the referee on the spot?

Mo Mengchen grabbed Rashid, threw it aside violently, and roared with a livid face: "You have been expelled, get out of here now! You don't know how to advance or retreat, you are a fool who never changes after repeated admonitions!"

"I, I, I" Tianzun's grievances are full of grievances. Who else can I tell?
Dor.Mo sullenly said: "Get out!"

Rashid exited the field, a tribute to him amid boos from the audience.

Eddie Curry was dumbfounded.

"Father hates idiots, and even more I hate idiots who don't know how to advance or retreat, and don't change after repeated admonitions."

Well, he actually listened carefully to the idiot's advice from the idiot who didn't know how to advance or retreat, and who never changed his mind.

Does that mean he's an even more hopeless idiot?

"I like this guy!" Lambiel laughed. "He is just like me back then. He is unruly, pursuing fairness and justice, and opposing all unequal treatment in the world. I like him! I really like him!"

Vinier Johnson couldn't bear it anymore: "You can say a few words less, the guy you like doesn't end well!"

"Like Larry Bird?"

Well, he elbowed him in the face.

"Or Kareem Kareem?"

Yes, the finals played against each other twice, and Lambiel swung countless dark elbows at Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's stomach.

"Barkley, I like Barkley the most!"

Yes, Fliggy pursued justice, and after being plotted against, he chased and beat Lambir all over the court, which was considered a tie.

All in all, those who are liked by Lambiel usually do not end well.

Rashid was expelled, and the Pistons had to make substitutions.

Brad Miller played from this, forming a double high inside with Curry. The presence of two pure centers has advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that the Pistons can play Princeton as much as they want, but the disadvantage is that when Webber pulls to a high shot, it is difficult for Curry and Miller to pull out to defend.

The Blazers hit two free throws for a technical foul and then had the ball.

In the first round against the Pistons, the Blazers decisively took advantage of their defensive loopholes.

Webb came to the high post to get the ball.

He pretended to shake a few times, making sure that the two people really couldn't get out, so he opened his hand and threw.

"It's hard for these two to coexist." Westphal saw the problem.

"Yes, their styles and characteristics are different, but Eddie has the hope of becoming a dominant center with both offense and defense, it just takes time."

"No matter how you look at it, Brad and Eddie need a defensive power forward partner."

"Not only have to be tough defensively, but also have to be able to play Princeton."

Speaking of this, Westphal became angry: "We have a power forward who can play Princeton with defense, but he is sulking in the locker room!"

Hearing this, the assistant coach wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so he could only continue watching the game.

Miller and Curry don't fit together on the defensive end, but they match up very well on the offensive end.

Miller stands in the high position and Curry stands in the low position, which can form a high and low position cooperation, and at the same time make Princeton completely alive.

Miller showed his passing consciously. He passed a pass that Curry could not send at this stage. He went straight to the basket from a high position. inside.

Tan Huaxiu presented a dunk, and the score finally broke.

"Good shot, Eddie, I'm so proud of you!!"

In the family area in the front row, a black woman who was obviously stronger than the other players' families murmured.

Curry also greeted his mother, then got hit on a pick-and-roll on the defensive end.

He made a mistake in his judgment and failed to block the hole in time. Not only was he forced to the basket by the opponent, but he tried hard to recover. After catching up with the opponent, he not only failed to complete the remedy, but also paid for an unnecessary foul.

"Positiveness is worthy of recognition." Mo Mengchen pointed at his brain with his index finger, "But I hope you will use your brain more when defending."

——Father hates idiots, and even more hates idiots who don't know how to advance or retreat, and don't change after repeated admonitions.

While Rasheed himself was one of those idiots, Curry will forever remember that line because it's true.

(End of this chapter)