The NBA's opening sling against Chris Paul

Chapter 13 The most beautiful boy tonight

"Boss, the ball was mine just now..." Randy Foye pointed to his chest.

"Take your seat." Paul looked at him calmly, and simply popped out the word.

He also seems dissatisfied with the coach's substitution. On the offensive end, Jordan has no ability to take the ball independently and relies on feeding cakes.

Now, with the black bear Randolph under the basket, he can't get stuck at all.On the defensive end, his footsteps are too slow, and he can only shrink within the three-second zone.

The most irritating thing is that his defensive habits are too bad, he is obsessed with blocking data, often loses his position, and repeatedly allows the opponent to sneak up and make layups.

At this point in the game, the coaches of both sides cherished their time-out opportunities and refused to call out easily, and could only rely on the players to adjust on the field.

Paul crossed the half with a serious face, and Griffin stood 45 outside on the left.

Randy Foye stood at the top of the arc on the right, and Bobby Simmons was still near the bottom line.

Li Ming still adopts the strategy of sticking to the defense to prevent Paul from turning around easily.

Paul raised his hand, pretending to shoot a basketball, but Li Ming was unmoved.Paul rolled his eyes and made a cat waist. After Li Ming's center of gravity was moved, he quickly pulled it back.

"Not good." Li Ming didn't know for a second, he knew that Paul had a range.

Sure enough, he pulled up quickly and made a clean three-pointer.

With a cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet each other, and the ball falls into the pocket steadily. 92 to 88, with a difference of four points.

Hollins called a timeout from the sidelines.

"Mike, you and Rudy raise the defensive line up and don't give them a chance to shoot a three-pointer easily." Hollins drew with a tactical board.

"The inside line is settled by Zach. If someone comes in, don't take off, try to block the shot, and Rudy will turn around and help you make up for it." At this time, it is necessary to rely on Rudy Gay's defensive coverage. The daunting speed is the only reason Hollins dared to be so bold.

"At the offensive end, you can try to give Lee two outside attempts." Hollins turned his head to Li Ming's direction and said firmly to Conley.

"Come on, come on, let's shout that sentence out loud."

“Beat LA!!!”

The Grizzlies returned to the field as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"I bet that Hollins must have given the ball to Zach this time. In the last less than 90 seconds, only his point is the most sure." Barkley is not without pride said.

"Maybe." O'Neal played with the doll in front of him, hiding his worries.

Conley pushed forward with the ball, but Randy Foye didn't give an inch and stuck to it.

Gay landed at a zero-degree angle on the left and stood still, leaving the upper area to cover for his two defenders.

Li Ming quickly pulled to the high position to ask for the ball, but Paul stared at him firmly and put his hands against his waist.

"Damn, damn it, isn't the referee blowing? The flesh is going to be deducted." Paul's dark energy made Li Ming very upset. The referee was right in front of him, but they seemed to be blind.

It is true that they will not brag about this level of confrontation at this time, and leave it to the players to solve it themselves.What's more, the opponent is still a super player. Li Ming can't expect to get help from the whistle in this kind of matchup—not even at home.

And Paul may be the man in the league who knows how to judge referees best. His movements are subtle and dark, and it's really not easy to grasp the current situation.Basketball, you can't live without confrontation.

Li Ming received the ball and turned his back to the basket at the top of the arc. He tentatively turned his head to the left. Paul didn't move, and his foot was still firmly stuck.

"This won't work, it's not easy to use force." Li Ming handed the ball back to Conley. Conley took the ball and broke through in a straight line. Randy Foye didn't dare to foul easily, so he could only fight and walk. It was good not to let him take off.

Conley leaned on Randy Foye and dribbled the ball vigorously with his right hand to the right, but he suddenly moved away.Randy Foye staggered and almost fell again.

"Not good, he's going to shoot, go, block him." Rivers noticed the clue, and quickly gestured towards Randy Foye.

At the same time that Randy Foye was jumping up, Li Ming also took the opportunity to go down. Paul was blocked by his own people. In a blink of an eye, Conley flicked his wrist and the ball fell into Li Ming's hands.

Li Ming received the ball without making any adjustments, and entered the penalty area with big strides.

"Andre." Paul tried his best to squeeze through the wall and shouted at Jordan. Jordan didn't dare to jump this time because Randolph was standing beside him. If Randolph jumped up, there would be an empty seat.

At this moment, a huge body pulled Li Ming down from mid-air.

"If you want to dunk, save yourself." Griffin cursed and walked away from Li Ming. The foul was very direct and thorough. Li Ming fell heavily on the floor and didn't get up for a while.

"This is a tactical foul. It's better to let him go to the free throw line than to go to the basket. However, Mike's pass just now has seen his skills, and he has high requirements for timing and strength." commented.

"Charles, what do you think?"

"Let's look at the free throw first, it's not over yet." Barkley's words are a pun, which is evocative.God knows where he's on.

Li Ming got up slowly, Conley came over and whispered something to his left side, Li Ming nodded again and again, and started to make free throws.The first ball hit the basket, but it still fell in, and the second ball, too.

92 to 90, "Looking at his free throws, it seems that he is not an iron man, and his breathing is starting to be a little messy. I am really worried. Now that Michael Conley is so closely watched, if the Grizzlies want to win the game, Lee must stand up. "O'Neill signaled the control center through the headset to increase the volume of the scene by one step.

Yes, the home fans are so crazy that they can hardly hear the whistle, how can this be broadcast live.

Rivers called a short timeout again, and now he only has one last long timeout left, and Hollins has a long timeout and a short timeout.Relatively more abundant.

"I know everyone is very tired, but at this moment, everyone should stand up, Jamal, you will go up and attack their defense line, and use up all your remaining strength." He turned towards Crawford De yelled.

"Damn, I'm thinking of me now. If I keep going in the fourth quarter, I won't be caught up at all." Crawford stood on the outermost layer, looked at him indifferently, and greeted the coach's family many times in his heart.

"In the last 47 seconds, the Los Angeles Clippers led the Memphis Grizzlies at home by two points. Now the Clippers have the ball, and Paul holds the ball for halftime." Barkley unbuttoned his neckline and sat up straight.

In the last 1 minute of the game, the sideline commentary was also like a formidable enemy, and they did not dare to neglect at all, for fear of missing any details.

Crawford settled in the bottom corner, put his hands on his knees, and bent over to watch his teammates move on the field.

"Damn it, Jamal, move, move..." Rivers yelled in his direction.Crawford looked, and reluctantly moved two steps. Standing opposite him was Rudy Gay.

Griffin turned sideways and motioned for Paul to pass him, and he came to help hang the defender and buy him the half-step space.

But Li Ming was like a dog's skin plaster, entangled Paul tightly, completely blocking his breakthrough route.

"Chris has held the ball for too long, which is not a good sign." Barkley warmed up the situation on the court.

"Beat LA!!"

"Beat LA!!"

The fans waved everything they could to cheer their home team on, and there was even beer from time to time. Coke dripped to the front row, and everyone didn't care.Roaring loudly, shouting.

"By the way, that's the feeling, that's the feeling." Li Ming took a deep breath, trying to feel the current atmosphere as much as possible.

"Lee, kill him, kill Paul." Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Wow, you think I don't want to. I've worked very hard. This is Paul. If you don't pay attention, you will be taken advantage of by him." Li Ming patted the floor with his hands again to cheer himself up.

He took two steps back and slowly opened his arms...

"Lee, stick it up, stick it up, damn it, what are you doing? I'm going to kick your ass off, stick it up." Hollins roared hoarsely, his hysteria even aroused the onlookers from the opposite bench.

Rivers smiled slightly, "Yes." He took two steps forward, almost touching the tip of the referee's nose.

Paul faced the situation on the court, and he didn't dare to take risks. Once the offense couldn't score, he would change the opponent's possession of the ball. He had to handle the ball properly.

Faced with Li Ming's provocation, he did not choose to break through directly, but threw the ball to Griffin on the right, and Griffin turned to face the basket.

Randolph's face almost touched his lips.

"Wow, this is disgusting, bah bah bah..." Griffin returned the ball to Paul with a look of disgust.

It's not that he dislikes Randolph's bad breath, it's because he can't stand Randolph at all.

Paul began to dribble the ball continuously under the crotch, but Li Ming still didn't raise it, and was still shrunk near the three-second zone, which gave him enough space to break through.

"Chris is still experienced. He didn't rush to attack. Instead, he chose to press the time and wait for the opportunity. He really deserves to be a top field control master." O'Neal did not hesitate to praise Paul.

Just when the inside position was in chaos, Paul suddenly dribbled to the top of the arc and jumped high.

"He's about to make a shot. As long as the ball goes in, the Grizzlies will fall into a passive position. They won't be able to catch up in one round. As long as the Los Angeles people don't make mistakes, they can win the game steadily."

Li Ming served first, took a big stride and took off directly. Paul's shot was interfered, and the ball hit the basket. The two sides continued to fight for the floor ball.

"The Grizzlies have the ball, and the referee made a gesture after repeated video confirmation. Oh my god, the Grizzlies have the ball in the last 21 seconds."

Hollins called a long timeout.

"Rudy, you go to the sideline. After Mike got the ball, he quickly slid down and took away the defender. Then Mike gave the ball to Zach. Remember, try not to make a three-pointer until the end. Once you lose the rebound, you will foul quickly."

Hollins' tactic was very simple. With the last seven or eight seconds left in the game, he shot either a layup or a free throw under the basket, dragging the game into overtime.

"Gay made a free throw, and Conley ran back to the backcourt to catch the ball and took it across the frontcourt. But how should he choose the ball, should he steadily look for two-point opportunities for overtime or make a final decision?" Barkley stared at the field. situation.

Gay went down and Conley passed the ball to Randolph, but this round Rivers replaced Jordan, which was obviously very targeted, and he knew Hollins' tactics.

Randolph was uncomfortable at the basket by Jordan Jr., with no shot angle at all, and time passed bit by bit.He can only pass to Gay at the top of the arc again.

Guy was covered by Bobby Simmons' long arms and had no chance to make a shot. Conley was blocked by Randyfer and couldn't catch the ball. Li Ming got rid of it in the opposite direction and quickly came towards Guy.

Guy didn't have time to think about it and gave it out. As soon as Li Ming received the ball and his feet landed, Paul was already in front of him.

There is no chance to break through, and there are many obstacles in front of us. At this time, the referee may not necessarily blow the whistle. Looking at the sweating and panting teammates, even if they are lucky enough to score, the chances of winning in overtime are not great.

No matter what, Li Ming began to dribble the ball sharply and retreated beyond the three-point line.

"Lee, pass the ball, pass the ball," Hollins yelled at him.Conley also worked his way around the baseline, looking for one-hit opportunities.

In the last three seconds, Li Ming suddenly slammed down on his crotch and placed the ball heavily on the right.

"No, he's going to find Andre." Paul was startled, and immediately took two steps back.

But just these two steps ruined the Clippers' efforts for the entire game, and also made Li Ming, a little man, a counterattack.

I saw him retreating quickly, almost using an identical movement to pull up a three-pointer in front of Paul.

The air is still... Suddenly there is no sound in the stadium, everyone from the players to the coaches to the rostrum held their breath...

The ball drew a beautiful arc, went straight into the net, the ball went in, and the lights went on.

"Wow, that Huaxia kid did it, he did it." The FedEx center went crazy.

Li Ming opened his arms and knelt in the field, welcoming the hugs from his teammates one after another.

"92 to 93, that kid from China won the game, let's congratulate Lee, and let's congratulate the Grizzlies again." O'Neal roared loudly.

(End of this chapter)