The NBA's opening sling against Chris Paul

Chapter 10 Fighting against the Clippers
Paul's aura gave the Grizzlies, who had just had a bit of counterattack momentum, a blow. In the next round, Gay made a strategic foul. The Grizzlies replaced Conley and took down Tony Allen, who was weak in offensive ability.

"Hollins knows that the next few minutes are the key to today. Once he enters the last section with a lot of gaps, it will be a disaster." Barkley expressed his deep approval for his substitution.

Conley was like a runaway wild horse when he came on the court. To be honest, he was too frustrated today. There is nothing worse than watching his team keep falling behind off the court.

Although he was fouled four times, he didn't flinch in the face of Paul, and walked in with the ball.

He is also adapting to the referee's whistle little by little, and he can already touch that speed, so now he is more than capable, and the Grizzlies have played back and forth with the Clippers under his tandem.Neither side can kill the other at once, every position is almost right

In the last 4 minutes of the third quarter, 81 to 66, the Grizzlies currently have the ball. After Conley played, Li Ming has been hiding behind his back, concentrating on being a passer.

"It's not going to work like this, you'll be dragged to death, you can't follow the routine." Li Ming began to ask for the ball frequently, he stood at the top of the arc, and Randy Foye was in charge of marking.

"This kid is fast and strong, how can I get rid of him?"

Li Ming fell into deep thought, "Damn it, since you can't get rid of it, let's shoot him to death." Before he could think about it, he suddenly pulled up two meters away from the three-point line.

"It's so far away, it can't be." Randy turned around in horror, stared at the direction where the ball flew, and hit the frame heavily.

Missed, Bobby Simmons' rebound, I saw him make a long pass, just about to pass, but was cut off by Guy on the side.

"Not good." Randy yelled, at this time, Li Ming had already rushed into the basket like flying.

"Hurry up, interfere with him, hold him, and don't let him dunk." Paul jumped straight at Jordan. At this time, he was held by Conley outside the three-point line, and it was too late to defend.

Little Jordan tried his best and jumped high, but Li Ming just pretended to catch the ball and ran past Guy. The ball hit Randolph next to Little Jordan, but the big black bear didn't do it. No preparations, just got up and wiped the board, scored the goal, 81 to 68.
"What a no brainer. You've been planted in the same ditch three times. You're so stupid." Li Ming greeted Xiao Qiaodan directly in Chinese. Run head-on towards the opponent's half.

In this round, Paul entered the half court ahead of time, and Randy dribbled the ball behind him. He and Jordan made a screen near the free throw line to get the ball, and then hit the ground to Randy who cut inside. Randy jumped high, and a Iguodala's fire was on fire, and he was about to buckle in.

A slender figure flew over behind him, and Rudy Gay directly destroyed the ball like a fly, but he still fouled, and Randy made a free throw.

"At this stage of the game, every round is very important. Both sides understand this, so they will not let the other side score easily, especially with such a high morale ball, they will definitely be pulled down by the other side regardless of the cost."

Randy almost hit the floor sideways, with a "boom".

"Wow, the damn floor won't be smashed." Li Ming was the first to walk up to Randy, stretched out his hand friendly, and pulled him up. This small detail aroused the applause of the audience.

"Yes, yes, this Huaxia boy is quite humble and gentle." Shaq smiled appreciatively.

I don't know if it was because he fell too hard, or because he was touched by Li Ming's actions just now, but Randy Foye missed two free throws. This is not common, and he is still a defender! !

"I think if you go up, you can score one no matter what." Barkley joked to O'Neal on the side. Basketball fans must be familiar with O'Neal's free throws.

"Fuck you." O'Neill picked up the doll at hand and threw it at Barkley.

"You can't look like this, I did something wrong, didn't I just tell the truth?" Barkley laughed louder.The dolls in front of them are the mascot suit dolls of each team newly launched by the league. Generally, the home team will distribute them to the fans at the scene during the intermission together with socks and armguards during the game interaction session.

"Be on the lookout, be on the lookout, what do you think I'm doing for you!" Rivers yelled at Randy Foye on the court.Strangely, when he said this, he turned his head and looked at Bledsoe aside.

"I'm ignoring you, uncle, I'll take the blame if I'm not here!!" Bledsoe cursed bitterly in his heart.Yes, this very explosive guard is pressed on the bench at the moment because of inaccurate free throws.Rivers generally only takes him when the opponent's first position is very strong or when he is in urgent need of a breakthrough to open up the situation on the court.

Conley took the ball and quickly advanced the frontcourt, standing still at the top of the arc, looking for opportunities.

Gay and Li Ming made a crossover, keeping their respective defenders behind, and Gay got the ball, so he could face Randy Foye, a small guard who was a head shorter than him.

Gay took a tentative step, Randy was unmoved, Conley cut inside and asked, and the ball passed to Conley.

With Paul chasing after him, Conley took the opportunity to hit the ball to Li Ming on the other side. At this time, Simmons was in front of him.

"This melon egg is much easier than Griffin." Li Ming tapped lightly, and Simmons waved his hands wildly.

"It's now." Seeing him pass through the double-team of Simmons and Griffin, Paul quickly turned around and stood still, waiting for him to come up.

"Why is he trying to trick me into running into someone with the ball. Damn, do you think I'm one of those brainless idiots?"

At this moment, Guy on the field and Jordan off the field suddenly sneezed, and they felt a feeling of being greeted from the bottom of their hearts at the same time.

Li Ming glanced at the basket and passed the ball to Randolph.

Randolph squeezed Simmons away with a black bear, and the heavy dunk shook the rim. At the same time, Simmons also drew a foul.

It wasn't until he landed that everyone noticed his shorts that had faded to his knees.

"Wow, these gangsters are too cruel. This shit, I'm guessing we're going to have a direct fight on the field."

A burst of laughter came from the FedEx Center Arena, as if the roof was about to be blown off. Everyone swept away the haze of being behind by a big score and began to enjoy the game itself.

Randolph didn't say much. He looked at the shivering Simmons, bared his teeth, and patted him on the shoulder. Then he pulled up his pants and walked to the free throw line calmly.

"This Randolph really changed after he came to Memphis. I think he was a notorious bad boy in the Trail Blazers and Knicks. He was known as a cancer in the locker room." Li Ming kept searching in his mind. Information about Randolph.

"Don't tell me, I really don't know what ecstasy soup Hollins used to train Zach so well. Since coming to Memphis, his personality has become much calmer, and his statistics have also been greatly improved. The key shot selection They are all reasonable, and there is no selfishness." Shaq kept boasting about the black big man in the field.

"Yeah, he is even willing to do some dirty work that he never wanted to do before, tiring work, with a maximum salary but willing to do blue-collar work, hard-working defense-every round of defense."

"Yeah, the soul of this team's defense is the black and white bears, and the black bears are the top priority. They are opponents that no team wants to face." Shaq added.

Randolph made a steady free throw, 81 to 69.

It was still Randy Foye holding the ball in the second half, Paul settled in advance, and Li Ming just stuck to Paul. From now on, he asked the opponent not to make up the defense. He wanted to stare at Paul and completely cut off the Clippers' murderous paddle. .

Sweat dripped from Paul's cheeks. He took a breath and began to get rid of it quickly. Li Ming entangled him like a ghost, preventing him from taking the ball comfortably.

"Caught the ball." Barkley breathed a sigh of relief. "First of all, I admire the determination and courage of No. 7, but I am a little worried. Now that the third quarter is not over, he is defending like this. Will he still have the strength to defend in the last quarter?"

"Uh... what you said... is indeed a problem. I have played against Yao on the court. These Chinese players are very good at playing with their brains, not blindly." Obviously, Shaq was noncommittal to Barkley's question.

Paul had no choice but to retreat to the center circle to catch the ball. He looked at his panting teammates and opponents. What he didn't understand was that Li Ming's actions were as flexible as if he had just started. Did not take a big breath.

"Hmph, don't worry about it, you guys won't understand. You mortals can't understand me because you have card bonuses." Li Ming began to flutter a little, and the corner of his mouth couldn't hide the cheap smile. .

Paul turned his head, and a Griffin who passed the ball directly to the three-point line without looking at the person came.

He knew that position was Griffin's distance, Griffin was about to shoot, Arthur rushed in front of him, Griffin rushed the shot, the ball spun around and fell out of the frame.

Randolph was firmly stuck in the position under the basket, holding the ball in his arms, he glanced at Li Ming, Paul was clinging to him, and there was no chance for a fast break.

Conley took the initiative to ask for the ball, Randolph passed it to him, and he quickly rushed to the opponent's basket with big strides, leaning on Simmons and reaching out for the ball.

Seeing this, Randy Foye stepped forward to interfere, preventing Randolph from receiving the ball comfortably.

Conley patiently looked for opportunities at the top of the arc, and Li Ming tried hard to get rid of Paul's defense.

But Paul is not a vegetarian either. His bottom plate is very solid and it is difficult to get rid of it.

"It seems that you can't always break through, and you have to save some strength for the final battle."

Li Ming smiled lightly, and suddenly turned around and ran back beyond the three-point line. Conley looked at him in a daze, and kept directing him to move with the other hand, signaling him to cut inside.

Li Ming looked into his eyes firmly and reached out for money.

"Hey, it's so far away, well, if you don't make the shot, I'll throw you to the Colorado Plateau." Seeing that his teammates didn't run out of a good position, Conley had to bite the bullet and give the ball to Li Ming who kept asking for it. .

Li Ming took the ball and took off without any adjustments...

"What just happened? Did you see it? The ball is two meters away from the three-point line, right?" Barkley looked at Shaq in horror.

"Yes, I saw it." Shaq said lightly, "I said, these Chinese players have incredible energy in their bodies, and they play with their brains. All his weakness is to give you the strongest one hit."

The FedEx Center fell into a frenzy. It turned out that Li Ming used a standard jumper to hit the net when the ball was more than nine meters away from the basket. The strength of his waist and abdomen is amazing...

(End of this chapter)