Reborn in the 96 golden generation

Chapter 206 Focus on Defense
With a muffled sound of "bang", Kobe's backhand hook with the pull bar was actually covered by the "Big Pyrenees", directly fanning out of the bottom line.

"Big Pyrene Bear" took the overlord step, clenched his fists and roared, venting his unhappiness to his heart's content.

The Lakers have only 1.3 seconds left in the attack time, and they can basically shoot the ball as soon as they catch it.

At the critical moment, Zhou Yu stepped forward again, ran back and slipped to the bottom corner, catching the ball was a three-point shot.

The basketball crossed a high parabola and entered the net with a crisp sound!

"69:64", the Lakers extended the lead to five points in one fell swoop, and Zhou Yu's three-pointer at the buzzer was simply too thirst-quenching.

The audience suddenly boiled over, and the Lakers fans had prepared a very comprehensive banner. Seeing Zhou Yu's three-pointer show off his power again, they immediately replaced it with "Three-pointer shot through the Jazz, sharp pitcher Wang Zhizhi".

"Have Louis seen it? What is the final word and what is the sea god needle? Wang Zhizhi is that. Wang Zhizhi becomes a superstar and is unstoppable. Your prejudice can be put aside."

Smith in the commentary seat squinted at Louis and said with a smug smile.

"Smith, don't draw conclusions too early, the game is not over yet."

Louis snorted coldly, sighing in a low voice.

Ma Long was panting heavily, full of unwillingness, and being attacked by Zhou Yu again, how could he not get angry.

"Old man, pay attention, this kid Wang Zhizhi is not simple, he will be brilliant if given some sunshine."

Stockton came over and kindly reminded.

"Stockton, I have an idea."

Malone gritted his teeth.

"What do you think? Are you exhausted and are you going to switch Russell to defend Wang Zhizhi?"

Stockton Road.

"Of course not. I want to focus on defense in the fourth quarter, give up offense, and completely lock Wang Zhizhi."

Ma Long said bitterly.

"Old man, this is not like your style, just a rookie, as for you to go to war?"

Stockton advised.

"I did this not only because of Wang Zhizhi, but also O'Neal. He will appear again in a short time. By then, the Lakers' inside line will definitely become stronger. If we can't guard against them, it will be difficult for the Jazz to win."

Malone thought deeply.

"Old man, what you said is very reasonable, but the offensive burden of our outside players is a bit heavier."

Stockton stroked his chin and sighed.

"That's why I want to discuss with you and ask for your opinion, whether I have the confidence to kill the Lakers with outside firepower."

Malone Road.

Stockton glanced at Russell and Hornacek who were not far away, seeing that they were full of fighting spirit, he turned confident and said:

"Old man, don't worry, the three of us will fulfill our mission with honor, just watch."

"Well done, Stockton, win this game and I'll buy you a drink."

Malone patted Stockton on the shoulder and said with relief.

"Forget it, old man, when you go out to eat, it's not your treat, I'll pay for it."

Stockton flicked his hand away, complaining.

"I can't help it, who told me that my wife is strict with me."

Ma Long scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.

Zhou Yu, who hit a three-pointer at the buzzer, suddenly felt a little flustered. He felt that his hands had returned to the peak, and he was even more unscrupulous when talking to Kobe and the "madman".

"Kobe, entering the penalty area does not mean you can score a goal. Pay attention to the opponent's position and don't treat him as a vegetable."

"Sprewell, your running position is not active enough. The Jazz players are all old players who have played for many years. If you don't run hard, how can they give you a chance."

"Van Exel, your air cuts are still a bit flashy. They can't cut the Jazz's vital points, and your energy is wasted in vain."

"..."

In an instant, Zhou Yu almost rebuked his teammates. Of course, these words he said were not groundless, but the domineering tone was a bit unacceptable.

Soon, the Jazz started a new round of offense. Malone, who gave up offense, only needed to focus on defense and rebounding, so he was deep and hovered near the penalty area.

The Jazz has replaced the ball handler this round with Russell, and Stockton and Hornacek are separated on both sides. The Jazz's position is still in singles mode, and they are spread out, leaving plenty of room for breakthroughs.

"Madman" is ready, Kobe Bryant has been stunned once by Hornacek, if he is dealt with by Russell again, the Lakers' perimeter defense will be in a terrible situation.

Compared with Hornacek, Russell's singles are much more savage. First, he uses a rigid back to hit the "madman" hard.

Even though the "madman" was not bad in strength, he was still smashed to pieces.

The biggest advantage of post-playing is that you can clearly see the positioning of your teammates. Once the opposing player comes up to double-team, the ball will be passed out immediately, creating an open shot opportunity.

But the young and energetic Lakers obviously don't want to do this, they like one-on-one best.

Time passed by second by second. Just when people thought that Russell was going to use a turnaround jump shot to solve the battle, Russell suddenly turned around and accelerated, which made the "madman" immediately adjust his center of gravity and go up to block the defense.

Unexpectedly, Russell suddenly dribbled the ball under his crotch and stopped suddenly, causing sparks to fly from the soles of "Madman", and rushed forward, thinking that he was about to make a sudden stop for a jump shot.

Unfortunately, "Madman" miscalculated, Russell took advantage of the situation and changed to left-handed dribbling.

Zhou Yu and Campbell subconsciously concentrated on the basket, preparing to block Russell's layup.

"Sorry, I'm going to make a jump shot!"

Russell yelled mischievously, then he stood up and used a standard pull-up jumper to send the basketball steadily into the Lakers basket!

"69:66", the Jazz recovered two points and bit the Lakers tightly.

"Well done Russell, keep it up and you'll be an All-Star next season."

Malone came over and touched Russell's bald head, and said with surprise in his eyes.

"Russell, your emergency stop jump shot just now was so sudden that even my master didn't notice it."

Stockton said with relief.

Russell was naturally encouraged when he heard the words, and laughed so hard that his mouth was about to rot. To be honest, although his position in the Jazz is indispensable, it is only limited to the defensive end. Today he suddenly discovered that the goal I feel so refreshed and refreshed, and the most important thing is that there is still hope for a salary increase.

The stunning performance of the Jazz's role players greatly exceeded the expectations of the Lakers. To be honest, their defense is still in place, but the personal abilities of the Jazz players are too powerful to be guarded against.

In this situation, in addition to continuing to do a good job of defense, the Lakers must also ensure a high shooting rate, and they are under tremendous pressure.

After halftime, the Lakers still dominated the possession of the ball by Zhou Yu. After Zhou Yu dribbled the ball near the top of the arc, he found that Kobe and "Madman" were desperately demanding the ball. These two guys were obviously eager for revenge. If the ball is passed to them, it must be "meat buns beating dogs".

Then, he glanced at Van Exel's position again, and couldn't help but turn pale with shock. As expected, Van Exel followed his teachings, cut into the Jazz's vital point, and went straight to the basket. Competing for positions, put on a posture of grabbing rebounds.

Forget it, this round of attack has to be personally launched by Lao Tzu. Zhou Yu hesitated for a moment, and was ready to go it alone again.It's just that he suddenly realized that Ma Long's defensive momentum suddenly became terrifying, his eyes were scarlet, and there seemed to be blood and blood.

(End of this chapter)