Reborn in the 96 golden generation

Chapter 256
After Russell got the ball, he soon faced Zhou Yu's defense. The biggest advantage of Zhou Yu's defense against "Big Pyrenees" was that "Big Pyrenees" moved slowly, so he could take care of both ends.

The advantage of height and arm length made Zhou Yu's defense area very large. Russell dribbled the ball a few times and did not dare to take it rashly. In the end, he passed the ball to Stockton who came in through an air cut.

Stockton's speed was as fast as lightning, and he made a beautiful pull-up layup. O'Neal roared, stretched out his big palm, and swooped up.

Stockton was not reckless, and gave the ball to Malone under the basket in time. Malone immediately prepared to dunk with one hand, but ignored Zhou Yu on the other side. The uncle's "head-on and big hat" skill, a Tarzan-like block, suppressed Malone's slam dunk!

Not reconciled to failure, Ma Long let out a wild roar and took off to dunk again. Zhou Yu was also agitated, and immediately activated the "Big Bug" Rodman's "continuous jump" skill, and slapped Ma Long twice until he was overwhelmed. Sitting on the ground, the basketball was dropped and went out of the sideline.

Everyone in the audience was horrified. It was incredible that a yellow-skinned Asian could have such a strong explosive power.

Zhou Yu, who rewarded Ma Long with three caps in a row, was extremely excited, tearing his jersey frantically, circling the field, raising his arms and roaring, in a very arrogant state.

"Brother, that Wang Zhizhi from China is just horrible, not at all like a first-year rookie."

A Jazz fan sighed.

"Isn't it? The Jazz's last loss was entirely thanks to him. This kid often makes amazing moves at critical moments, which is hard to guard against."

Another Jazz fan nodded in agreement.

"It seems that Ma Long is indeed old. If he was young, how could he be so humiliated?"

"Brother, I don't think it has much to do with being old or young. That Wang Zhizhi already has the natural advantage of being tall and long, coupled with nimble footwork, comprehensive skills, and amazing explosive power. I think the Jazz are terrible."

"..."

An ominous premonition lingered in the hearts of the Jazz fans. Zhou Yu's skillful manipulation was full of shocking power.

Susan at the commentary seat was even more happy in her heart, but as she became more mature, she still tried her best to restrain her smile, cleared her throat and said:
"Senior Smith, I am not surprised by Wang Zhizhi's three consecutive caps just now. He is an out-and-out basketball genius and is likely to become the next Jordan."

"Susan, let's blow it off. Wang Zhizhi and Jordan seem to be playing in different positions. There is no comparison. It is almost the same as saying that he is the next Kareem Abdul-Jabbar."

Smith was blunt.

"Actually, we are all wrong. Wang Zhizhi is not the next one, but the first himself. He is very likely to become the greatest international player in NBA history."

Susan smiled.

"It's very possible, but before he can become the greatest international player, he must gather the three heavyweight honors of championship, MVP and FMVP."

Smith said.

"After this season, two of these honors will be collected."

Susan said calmly.

"Susan, are you so confident that the Lakers can win the championship this season? As far as I know, the Chicago Bulls are playing smoothly in the East and have already won four championships. Jordan is even more outstanding and unstoppable. If the Lakers win the championship , I’m afraid it’s not that easy.”

Smith sighed.

"Senior, if you want to be ambitious, let's take you as an example. Even though you have worked at ESPN for many years, you still have to ask me, a fresh graduate, when writing a work summary."

Susan once again debunked.

"Susan, let's change the subject and stop talking about things that have nothing to do with basketball."

Smith said with a look of embarrassment.

In fact, Malone on the court was even more embarrassing than Smith. Being capped three times by a junior who had just joined the league was hard for anyone to accept.

If Stockton hadn't taken him to see a psychiatrist in advance, I'm afraid Ma Long planned to fight Zhou Yu to the end again.

Ma Long, who calmed down, knew that if he spent too much energy on Zhou Yu, O'Neal would explode completely, and the Jazz might change a few rebounds at home.

Compared with Zhou Yu, O'Neal is still a greater threat. If the Jazz loses the basket, it may be a big deal.

Thinking of this, when a new round of offense and defense came, Malone still focused on O'Neal, and he didn't believe that Zhou Yu could continue to be rampant until the end of the game.

Seeing that Malone didn't come up to fight with him, Zhou Yu felt chills. Malone was too much of a threat to the Lakers inside. Not only did he successfully restrain O'Neal, but he was also top-notch in defense and supplementary defense. With him around, the Lakers would be hard-pressed. Stretch out in the paint.

Simply, Zhou Yu no longer pinned his hopes on the inside line, and used his skillful ball handling skills and passing skills to continuously create scoring opportunities for his teammates.

Kobe finally had a chance near the free throw line through crazy interspersed running. After getting a second pass from Zhou Yu, he immediately made a standard fadeaway jumper. The basketball crossed a graceful arc and hit the net with a crisp sound!
"16:13", the Lakers added two more points, leading the Jazz by three points.

"Kobe, that shot was beautiful just now, the movement was done in one go, and the shooting posture was chic and elegant, I started to admire you."

Zhou Yu walked up to Kobe and said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, Wang, I'm far behind you."

Kobe raised his hand and wiped his snot, and laughed.

Zhou Yu knew in his heart that the only thing he could count on at the moment was the shooting level of the Lakers' outside players, and the closer to the playoffs and finals where the defense was tight, the mid-range shot became more important. The key to the longevity of superstars like Kobe and Kobe.

At the same time, seeing the tight defense of the Lakers' inner towers, the Jazz also played mid-range shooting tactics, using pick-and-roll tactics and running tactics to continuously create opportunities on the outside.

In the second half of the first quarter, the two sides actually competed in shooting percentage. Although the Jazz's shooting talent is not as good as that of the Lakers, their experience and stability are even better.

Therefore, at the end of the first quarter of the two sides, the score was "26:25", and the Jazz was only one point behind the Lakers, which was basically a tie.

During the break, Harris was quite satisfied with the performance of the disciples. After all, this is the Jazz's home court. What can I say besides being gratified to be able to play to this level.

He first praised Kobe's stable mid-range shot, and then praised the "Madman" for his daring spirit. Of course, he also praised O'Neal's rebounding and defense, and Van Exel's interspersed running. .

The reason why I left Zhou Yu at the end is to praise him a few more words.

"Coach, don't praise me. I know what you want to say. It's nothing more than praise for my overall view and leadership. I'm tired of hearing it. Can you use some new words?"

Zhou Yu said proudly.

Harris was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Zhou Yu was such an abominable kid. No matter how perfect his performance was, there was no need to let him down in public.

Unbearable, he finally got mad at Zhou Yu, and reprimanded him in a deep voice:

"Wang, the reason why your performance in the first quarter was not bad, but most of the credit should be attributed to O'Neal, if he didn't risk his life to shield you from the wind and rain, you would have been tortured to scum at the basket. "

"Coach, you are so right. I have been an unsung hero in these few games. I have worked hard, had no complaints or regrets, and made selfless dedication. I thought you couldn't see because of your poor eyesight. I never thought that you finally recovered your eyesight."

O'Neill was immediately moved to tears.

(End of this chapter)