The NBA's opening sling against Chris Paul

Chapter 112 The art master is bold

Li Ming's two free throws were very stable, 73 to 77, and finally stabilized, with 3 minutes left in the third quarter.

"This kid still wants to play like this?" The fans on the sidelines began to show a little respect for his toughness.

"Well, it seems that this little defender is quite a man, not bad, not bad." Several girls who looked like students whispered.

Li Ming's left cheek was slightly swollen, and bloodstains were faintly visible at the corner of his eye, but fortunately, scabs had begun to form, so it was not a big problem.

As long as the wound is not large, there is no immediate danger of infection even if it bursts open. This is very particular in American professional leagues. They have strict regulations. You can play when the wound is smaller than a certain millimeter, and you must play if it is larger than a certain millimeter. Forced to leave.

There is another detail. Once something happens on the field, such as a player is injured or convulsed, the security guards will immediately surround the players and protect the players in the middle. No matter which direction you look at, they are all facing the audience. , in other words, with their backs to the players on the field.

This detail is very important, so that they can immediately discover all kinds of emergencies that may arise on the field. This is something that our country's league has to learn a lot. Freezing three feet does not happen overnight.

Anthony's feint continuously swayed Bayless and Gay's top grabs, and Randolph was exposed in front of him.

"Hey, Zach, I heard they say you're fast, come and try."

"If you want to come in, come in, don't shoot there if you have the ability." Randolph said naively.

"Success." Anthony jumped on one foot, facing Randolph and was about to confess.

"What is he doing? Just now Zach was a distance away from him, and his teammates also helped him hang up other defenders. He should have shot immediately at that moment." Van Gundy couldn't believe his eyes.

Will there be such a dumb player?Give up the great opportunity to be open, and insist on facing the defense of the big man inside and squeeze in at the risk of being blocked?
"Damn it." D'Antoni yelled too, but what could he do?He only has this sharp knife left, and there is really no one who can replace him after taking him down. Looking at the whole league, there is really no one. In fact, Anthony averaged 28.6 points per game that season, defeated Durant, and won the scoring title. title.

"He actually chose the left hand." Yes, Randolph did not rush to make a shot when he squeezed into a relatively deep position under the basket. Instead, he pretended to turn to the right and at the same time switched the ball to his left hand. Husband picked the ball in under the armpit.

The soft touch is like a pair of delicate hands suddenly protruding from the clouds, gently caressing the lover's cheek.

"Hula. I really wanted to punch him when he went in just now. I wasted an open shot." A fan yelled.

The most important thing is that when the goal was scored, there was an additional penalty. Yes, Randolph habitually stretched out his hand and pulled Anthony's arm.

And this is precisely his real purpose, he wants to hit the inside line to kill the opponent's inside line, to consume the opponent as much as possible.

"Boy, your luck is good, it's your luck." Randolph shook his head at Anthony. In fact, the relationship between the two of them is very good. Many of Randolph's troubles outside were settled by Anthony. So the relationship between the two is very strong in private.

"Oh, Zach, Zach, admit it, I'm better than you, you just can't guard against me, admit it, Zach." Anthony still didn't forget to tease his old friend.

With Anthony's extra penalty, the Knicks took the lead to reach 80 points.

Li Ming quickly launched an attack from beyond the three-point line. After passing the ball continuously, he chose a face-up rebound shot. However, due to the excessive force during the take-off, the shot was hard and bounced out of the basket.

Anthony plucked the rebound from his arms like a god, and rushed to the opponent's basket. Guy chased after him desperately. Anthony suddenly slowed down, and only after the jumping Guy landed did he calmly release the middle distance.

74 to 83, with Anthony's consecutive points, the Grizzlies saw that the score was about to open.

Hollins kept walking on the sidelines. If Conley was still on the court at this time, he would be able to suppress the rhythm very well. Now the team lacks such a brain.

"Good fight." Stoudemire quickly ran past Anthony.

Li Ming looked at Gay, who was panting heavily, and did not choose to pass the ball. At this time, the two points on the inside line had been completely strangled after Chandler re-entered the field.

In all fairness, Chandler's defense is not inferior to that of Marc Gasol, and his pace is faster. Although the boxing champion is old, after all, he still has the awareness of the basket. At this time, it is not wise to continue to send shells inside.

It seems that Felton can only be attacked. Li Ming smiled, bent down, and after continuous dribbles under the crotch, he made a three-point pull-up.

"Aren't you going to break through?" Felton couldn't believe his eyes, the opponent actually pulled out directly from such a far position, without even waiting for his inside line to get stuck in a good position.

If he shot this ball like this, he would be scolded to death by D'Antoni, hey, it can't be compared, people are better than others.

Felton shook his head and quickly dribbled the ball across half court and lobbed it to Stoudemire at the free throw line at the top of the key.

Stoudemire glanced at Randolph, his back was hairy, and he could only pass the ball back to Novak on the outside. During this time, Novak was a little dull, because the ball was mainly concentrated in Anthony's hands, and he was fine. opportunity for performance.

Bayless filled the defensive position on the bottom line in time. Although Novak is very accurate in three-pointers, he is not good at confrontation. Once he is stopped by the defender, it is difficult to form an effective shot.

He himself lacks the ability to attack with the ball, so it has become a dilemma, and the time is passing by every second.

"You shoot, this is the position, let you shoot." Bayless continued to provoke him, disrupting his rhythm.

"Steve, damn it, pass it to Tyson and Amare inside." D'Antoni yelled at him.

But there were two defenders standing beside Chandler and Stoudemire, and they both chose to defend around the front, so the ball couldn't go in.

In desperation, Novak could only make a hasty move, betting on the rebounding ability of his own inside line.

An unbelievable thing happened, his pass-like ball actually scored! !Still hit the board and enter the frame!No way, the Knicks' luck is too good. Seeing that the 24-second violation is about to occur, such a goal can be scored.

Bayless shook his head helplessly. He had already defended the ball very hard. This is what he was most afraid of in the game. It hurt morale too much.

(End of this chapter)