The NBA's opening sling against Chris Paul

Chapter 21 Go Deeper, Yes, Andre, Go Deeper

"By the way, this is their killing weapon." Van Gundy yelled.

"Through the transmission of the ball on the line and the containment of the inside line, the ball is finally given to a zero-degree angle, and the player shoots a three-pointer. This is a perfect tactic, which greatly mobilizes the enthusiasm of the players on the field." Van Gundy often in The Rockets arranged similar tactics.

It's just that it was Sean Battier who was responsible for the final blow at that time. Now he has gone to the Heat in the East, and he has more opportunities to open three-pointers next to LeBron.

Conley's sharp eyes and hands quickly blocked the opportunity for this three-point shot, but Gallinari gave it to the inside with a single hit.

Chandler took the ball and flew into the three-second zone, and Faried stuck Randolph behind the basket.Chandler makes an easy dunk.

After he landed, he kept waving his hands, igniting the emotions of the scene.

"Numbness, starting to have a little altitude sickness." Li Ming began to feel a little dizzy, and his legs were not so flexible. The decibels at the scene could shake his earwax out.

"Go back, go back and grow your sweet potatoes." Some audience shouted.

"You only grow sweet potatoes, your whole family grows sweet potatoes, shit!"

Hollins on the sidelines kept urging the ball holders to advance quickly, catching them off guard, but everyone seemed to be filled with lead. When they fell into the half court, the opponent had already stood up in advance.

Miller was still sticking to Conley, and Li Ming found that his desire to express himself was not so strong today.

This old guy is quite experienced. Now that his team is leading by a large score, he doesn't need to score by himself. He just needs to control the field and fully mobilize the enthusiasm of his teammates.

Stand up naturally when you need yourself. Now is the time to give Lawson and Iguodala more rest to deal with possible counterattacks in the second half.

"Ginger is still old and hot." This Andre Miller is really not built. An old man is like a treasure in a family. There must be such a veteran who can control the field at the No. [-] position.

Li Ming mentioned that he received the ball from outside the three-point line, facing Afflalo's defense, he rushed to the basket, and when he stopped suddenly, he threw the ball to Arthur who followed up.

When Arthur lightly stretched his long arms and was about to dunk, he was destroyed by Faried, and the ball hit him and went out of bounds.

"Damn, I wasted an assist for me. If it wasn't for the fact that the father of the system is not doing enough right now and only gave me a pass card, I would have done it myself. It was you who were black and hard." Li Ming stared at Faried viciously. glance.

Faried looked at him in a daze, "I'm afraid this guy has a brain problem?" His heart was also full of question marks.

With just such a little playing time, I still don't play defense with all my might, ha ha.

Conley sent the ball from the baseline, Randolph received the ball, this time he changed to a zero-degree position on the right, away from the basket, and clicked, Faried didn't raise it, he shot directly.

Perhaps it was because the position at the basket consumed too much of his physical strength, the ball unexpectedly shot across the bridge with almost no one defending it... It didn't even touch the frame, and it went out of bounds.

Randolph himself also finds it incredible. He and Conley have practiced this kind of cooperation countless times in training, and it can be said that it has been tried and tested.

Li Ming glanced at him lightly, Randolph grinned and spread his hands.

The Nuggets served the ball, the Grizzlies led the defense on the spot, and defended upwards, failing to allow the Nuggets to make a fast break. Miller wobbled to the outside of the three-point line, suddenly accelerated, leaning on Conley and went in, watching Gallinari on the left made a small throw himself.

"Sao, showy one meter." The ball was firmly in the bag, and the ball was almost in slow motion. The DJ on the scene shouted Andre's name, and the goal just now was played on the big screen.

In this way, the first quarter of the game ended, 34 to 16, which was horrible. The defensive end was almost sieved and could not keep up with the Nuggets.

Hollins was shaking with anger, and you could feel his facial muscles twitching.

During the short break, Hollins almost roared and gave the players a psychological massage.

He also knew that it would be useless to blame them at this time, he could only keep cheering.

"Okay, the second quarter begins. Let's take a look. Hollins took Baylor. He didn't choose to put Conley on the court." above.

"Lionel may have his own ideas. A coach like him will definitely use good steel on the blade. Mike can rest for a few more minutes." Chris Webber didn't care that much about it.

In his eyes, there is no team in the league that can break the whirlwind of fast play in Denver. There is only one possibility.

Because no one can stay focused throughout the game. After all, everyone gets tired, and there are always moments of slack.The Nuggets are the team that will best seize this opportunity to fight back.

"Andre!!" George Karl made an OK gesture on the sidelines.

Miller comprehended sideways against Bayless and entered the penalty area bit by bit. Bayless put his hands on his back and secretly exerted force in his lower body.

Miller suddenly made a step-out jumper, and the ball bounced into the basket.

Bayless served, and Miller, who was already in the second half, suddenly turned his head back and cut the ball cleanly. Bayless stepped into the coil to try to stop it. Miller stopped, turned around, turned around again, and took another step inside plate.

The goal was scored, the whistle sounded, and Bayless paid for a foul.

"Wow, this footstep, what a simple and unpretentious footstep." I guessed that Weber might be looking for some more appropriate adjectives, but unfortunately he couldn't find them.

The Pepsi Center was boiling again, everyone stood up and played a wave of people, which is not often seen.

When the big screen was playing the goal highlights, it suddenly cut to Scarlett Johansson in a navy blue deep V dress, making the scene even more restless.

The DJ at the scene was very understanding, and played the "Billie Jean" interlude in a timely manner, and more people took off their shirts and shook their upper bodies.

Li Ming quickly found Scarlett Johansson's place. There was a fellow lady sitting beside her. The two were talking about something. The fellow lady took out a sunglasses from her bag and put it on for her.

"Wow, Goddess, Goddess, I want to drink your bath water too, and I want to..."

"Grass, you think you are Kevin Durant." A disdainful voice sounded in his heart.

This is a live broadcast game across the United States. Scarlett can come to watch the game, not only because of the ball, these big old black bodies are very strong, physical strength is naturally not a problem, it is estimated that all aspects of ability must be strong There are many normal people.

I just don’t know who will be the lucky one on the field, hey, why do I feel wet, I sweat so much just after playing...

Miller, who was making a free throw, looked at him in bewilderment, sighed, and made a steady hit.

"Actually, I also want to taste the smell of Scarlett's bath water." Weber said quietly.

"Oh, come on, you have to be in the southern hemisphere. Let's talk about the game. Andre's steal goal in one go is worth talking about." Van Gundy interrupted him.

While talking, Li Ming quickly crossed the half court with the ball. He accelerated past the outside defender and strode into the inside. At this time, standing in the field was Koufus, a tall white insider.

Li Ming lifted the ball over his head, Koufus got up to block the shot, Li Ming turned around and gave the ball to Arthur who was about to come down, Arthur pulled the onion dry and made a clean fly dunk.

There are two, and there are still eight.Li Ming shouted for his teammates to return to defense.

This move aroused the favor of Hollins on the sidelines, and he frequently clapped in his direction.

Miller changed his normal routine and quickly passed the half court with the ball. Li Ming faced him.

Miller dribbled the ball slowly to observe the movement while calling for his teammates to position inside.

"This guy should sit on me with his big butt." Li Ming couldn't help lowering his weight.

Sure enough, Miller exerted force with his back, and Li Ming felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't keep up with his footsteps when he wanted to exert force.

If you get the let go card, don't be bothered. The Stockton card is just a beautiful pass, and it doesn't have much effect in the later stage. It can't stand Miller.

Miller pushed down the edge of the penalty area and stood up. Li Ming quickly pressed down, but he turned around and slid into the lower edge of the basket, took off with one leg, hit the board from a small angle, and scored steadily.

After scoring a goal, he spread his hands towards Karl, as if to say: Coach, I’m okay, don’t change, I’ll go, I’m still going to be him—sorry, I made a mistake, I’m sitting on him!Eat him with your body.

"After all, Andre's back-up has been famous for a long time. This Chinese player doesn't seem to have anything outstanding. His body is too thin, so how can he withstand Andre's top. He has already scored 9 points in a row for a while. .” Weber mocked.

"Lionel took him at this time, and he must have his own advantages. Let's explain objectively, don't rush, don't rush to draw conclusions, and observe a few more rounds," Van Gundy touched him That bright head.

(End of this chapter)