The NBA's opening sling against Chris Paul

Chapter 11
In the last 40 seconds, both sides failed to get a better chance in the muscle strangulation, and the final score of the third quarter also stayed at 81 to 72.

"Hey, as a rookie, you're doing pretty well." Tony Allen came over and stretched out his right fist.

"You're not bad, Bro!" Li Ming fought him.

Guy slumped on the chair and pouted at him, he was too tired to speak.Yes, the fight with Griffin consumed most of his energy.

Coach Hollins often pulls Gay out in a small lineup to dislocate the opponent's No. [-] player, and Gay's footwork advantage and long arm advantage will be presented.On the offensive end, it can also consume the opponent to the greatest extent.

Looking at the Clippers' bench again, Rivers gathered the players together and said something.Cameras at the scene did not capture the sound clearly, but his hoarse growling could be felt.

Paul pulled Randy Foye aside and made various gestures, as if to teach him some defensive tricks.

Randy Foye nodded submissively, raising his head from time to time to meet Paul's eyes to express his approval of his talent's tactics in a timely manner.

"Hehe, it turned out to be a small fire." Li Ming shook his head, but the line in his heart was: "No one can guard against me."

The final quarter of the game ushered in the beginning of the referee's whistle. Both Paul and Conley sat on the sidelines, and neither side sent their ace guards to play.

Generally, at times like this, they will be given enough rest time, and they will come back to harvest the game in the last 7 minutes or so.This time is the time for the two backup guards to wrestle.

Hollins saw that the opponent had no intention of going to Griffin at first, so he also took down Randolph to give the big black bear a chance to breathe.He is the key on the field. With him, he can enrich the style of play and disrupt the opponent's rhythm.

"It's time to show off. If you don't show off, there is no chance." Li Ming quickly served the ball, quickly inserted into the opponent's half, and stretched out his hand for the ball.

Tony Allen played a simple pick-and-roll with him and pulled the edge. Li Ming took advantage of the situation and turned to the basket and feinted.

The Grizzlies' two substitute insiders took off at the same time to block the block. Li Ming hit the ground with his back, and Arthur at the top of the arc quickly rushed into the three-second zone, and a powerful slam dunk opened the prelude to the counterattack.

"Go with his left hand, go with his left hand." Rivers on the sidelines growled loudly at Randy Foye.

Apparently he noticed that Li Ming, who was facing him, turned slowly on the left side.

"Damn, you can see it. I don't know if I'm blessed by the system? It's not a problem!"

Li Ming stood at the top of the arc ahead of time, vacated the left side, slapped the floor vigorously, and made provocative gestures.

It's just that he didn't have much time to perform or prove, so he was forced to take the ball away by the King of Kings Crawford.

Taking advantage of Paul and Griffin's absence is the best time for him to score points.He doesn't care about your tactics or not.Just one thing in mind: "Score! Score! Score!"

"Arthur is too young to stop Jamal." Barkley said worriedly.At this time, he hopes that the Grizzlies can hold on to these key rounds, at least not to collapse so quickly.

"Yeah, Jamal is like a thin bamboo pole, drilling around." O'Neill added.

I saw Crawford leaning over beautifully. His left hand seemed to be infused with soul. He dribbled the ball with strength and flawless angles. The basketball was on the left and Crawford was on the right. Arthur, who came to block him, ran straight to the basket.

"He's going to buckle, he's going to buckle up." Barkley exclaimed, his extraordinary performance just now was like a god coming down to earth, and won applause from all the halls.

"No, it's not over yet." O'Neal stared at Li Ming who was running back.

Li Ming guessed this result when Arthur first faced Crawford, so he rushed to make up the defense immediately.

Originally, as long as Crawford dunked the ball, it would be over.For some reason, he sticks out his tongue in the air and suddenly switches the ball to his right hand, trying to make a perfect pick.

"Damn, you think you are Jordan, why don't you pick him up." Li Ming felt contempt for a while.

Of course, this also gave him time to catch up.

{System defense matching degree 76.} The familiar voice in the subconscious sounded again.

"Enough!" Li Ming smiled cheaply, exerted all his strength, and touched the basketball almost at the same time as Crawford made a shot. The ball changed direction and flew out of the court.

"I'm telling you to pretend. This is my house!!" Li Ming glared at Crawford viciously when he landed, yelling again and again.

The audience can clearly see the saliva he sprayed on Crawford's face through the big screen above their heads...

The applause continued for a long time. This ball was not only a matter of morale, but also showed his attitude as the coach.

The camera cuts to Hollins, and this Wannian ice face actually squeezed out a smile.It seems that Li Ming has gained a lot of playing time for the future.

"Fuck, this has never been your home court." The same voice came from the hearts of Conley and Guy who were sitting on the sidelines at the same time.They were obviously robbed of a lot of scenes by Li Ming tonight.

In the next few rounds, the Grizzlies' offense had problems, and many inexplicable mistakes ruined the chance to score consecutive points.

Fortunately, everyone on the defensive end was infected by Li Ming, so the point difference did not widen further.

With six and a half minutes left in the game, an official timeout was entered.

"Good play." Paul stepped forward and clapped his teammates one by one, and he won valuable rest time in the past few minutes.

Li Ming walked to the empty seat next to Guy and sat down, gulping down water. His body had almost no consumption, but he felt thirsty.

"It seems that this defensive card is really not blocked. There is no overdraft problem at all."

Hollins on the side also felt his abundant physical strength and showed appreciation.

In fact, even if he consumes a lot, there is nothing he can do. He is not going to use him as a star envoy at all. Perhaps his defensive attitude really moved him.

However, as long as Conley is sitting off the court, he will never be the first choice, ever.This is a very real problem.Li Ming still has a long way to go.

Whistle, put on the game.Conley raised his armguard and strode into the center of the arena, and the cheers of the audience roared.They knew very well that one Li Ming was not enough to win the game.

The opponent's strength is superior to his own, and Conley is the key to determining how long this train can run.

Randolph didn't show any expression, just shook his head and ran all the way to the opponent's basket to stand still.

Gay made a quick serve, Conley got the ball, and Paul led the defense.

Conley stood still at the top of the arc, Randolph stepped up, rolled down after the pick-and-roll, Griffin was taken away, Conley calmly passed to Guy on the other side, Guy didn't stop at the ball, a cold shot, a perfect shot radian.

Perhaps because of sitting for a long time off the court, the muscles were still in a state of relaxation. The ball bounced out after a circle. Just when Griffin and Randolph were entangled under the basket, a white shadow roared past.

"Slam duck!!" 89 to 84.

"Whoa, did you see it? Shaq? Did you see it? The game is almost over, but he's as quick as he was at the beginning."

Li Ming didn't celebrate when he landed, he just ran back, directing his teammates to set up while running.

"Uh..." Another [-] grass-mud horses galloped past Conley's heart.However, this time he was smiling.He began to have a good impression of this arrogant Chinese player.

"A good defensive attitude is the beginning of winning." O'Neal kept repeating this sentence.The audience began to sing "Memphis Night", which is the local black song. Tennessee is home to more than half of the black people. They often sing this song during traditional football and basketball games to motivate the field. players.

Paul slowly held the ball across the midfield amid deafening cheers, obviously thinking about countermeasures in his mind, and he didn't want the opponent's home court to start.

"I have to think of a way." Paul bit his lip, and gave a one-handed strike to the unguarded Griffin. Griffin dribbled the ball twice and then passed it to Crawford who was waiting outside.

"He can't shoot, let alone pass." Li Ming gave up Randy Foye in front of him again, squeezed away Griffin's cover, stretched out his right hand, and jumped high.

Obviously, Crawford was also frightened by the sudden white shadow, "When did this kid come here?" Thousands of question marks appeared in his mind, and the ball deviated from the direction.

(End of this chapter)