Chapter 4

"Are you okay?"

"No problem, coach."

"Very well, the next few minutes will be your challenge, and the other party will make targeted adjustments for you." Hollins said earnestly.

In fact, Li Ming knew that he was trying to buy as much time as possible for Conley. In their eyes, he would never be the one who could decide the direction of the game.

With a whistle, the second quarter began, the Los Angeles Clippers replaced Randy Foye, the strong guard from Indiana University, Paul sat on the sidelines.Typically, he would come in with about seven minutes left in the second quarter.

"Hey, rookie, you have to keep your eyes open." Randy Foye walked past Li Ming and patted him lightly.

"Damn, it's up to you to be such a stinky fart? You think you're McGrady." Li Ming looked down on these stars from the bottom of his heart.

It is true that his college career was brilliant, but it was a mess when he entered the NBA.

No team's executives will spend time developing young players who have never been able to play or have glass attributes.

It is true for ordinary people that talents cannot usually be exchanged for equivalents.Randy Foye is the same kind of guy as the Bucks' Jennings.

"A player with a single attribute will only use his speed and body to overwhelm the opponent. He is impulsive and his shots are unstable." Li Ming quickly filtered his information in his mind.

"Okay, the game has started. Randy dribbled the ball past halftime, and it was Li Ming who was facing him at the moment." Barkley said lightly.

"At this time, the players on the Grizzlies are Li Ming, Tony Allen, Randolph, Cunningham and Arthur. Marc Gasol and Mike Conley are sitting off the court to rest." Shaq adjusted the back of the chair , half-lying lazily, with his hands on his waist.

On the Clippers side, Nick Young is re-clothed. This is the time for him and Crawford to lead the second team to score points.

These two brothers are well-known masters of chaos in the league. They are equipped with two tall and long-armed strikers and a backup guard to command and dispatch. The lineup is not much better than the opponent.

After all, their coach is the NBA champion coach, a man who can wrestle with the Spurs' old Popovich.

"Hey, Randy." Nick Young made a catch gesture and ran past Randy Foye.

"Two on two in a small area?" Li Ming blocked Nick Young's breakthrough route in advance, but he just pretended to catch the ball, and the ball passed to the other side when the two of them overlapped. Crawford hands.

"No, I've been fooled." Li Ming cried out secretly.

"It seems that this tactic is often used in training, and I was also deceived." Barkley stared at the situation on the court, and his interest also rose.

With a big wave of Crawford's hand, several people pulled aside instantly, leaving the entire middle line vacant. It seemed that he was going to speed up.

"Not good, Cunningham will suffer. Although he has a pair of long arms that are no less than Guy's, his defense is not stable, and he is more inclined to gamble." Shaq saw the situation on the field at a glance. Pros and cons.

Li Ming also had a premonition that Cunningham would lose his defensive position, so he turned around to clear the long distance on the right and shrink the basket.

After Crawford got rid of Cunningham, he suddenly found Li Ming in front of him, and could only jump up and pass to Nick Young on the weak side.

With less than two seconds left on the offensive clock, Nick Young made a hasty shot.

"Don't go in, don't go in." Li Ming would be scolded by the coach if he went in, and he gave up his defender and position again.

Fortunately, the ball hit the front of the basket heavily, but the rebound was still taken by Bobby Simmons of the Clippers.Randy quickly went up and asked to bring out the three-point line and reorganize.

"Damn, I'm scared to death, Nima, I can't waste my energy anymore, I have to force Paul up quickly, and I can't waste time on such a second-rate guy." Li Ming began to cheer himself up, palming continuously slapping the floor.

"Look, did you see, that yellow-skinned boy is starting to get serious." Someone shouted from the stands.

"His name is Li Ming." Someone answered.

"Li Ming? Is that Bruce Lee's Lee?"

"Lee, beat him up and show them your true strength."

"Go, Asian boy, let's fly." The FedEx center began to heat up, and people shouted heartily, shaking the plastic sticks in their hands.

The corners of Li Ming's mouth raised slightly, he snorted coldly, and suddenly approached Randy with strides, his hands tightly covered his vision of passing the ball, Randy tried to get rid of Li Ming several times but failed.

"Boy, yes, you have some body." Randy started talking trash, but Li Ming didn't answer. He didn't want to be harassed by him at the moment, but kept waving his hands to block his passing route.

"Damn it, give me that damned ball." Crawford became impatient, "Damn it, it's okay for Chris to press the rhythm, who are you?" He cursed fiercely in his heart.

Crawford sprinted forward, almost snatching the ball from Randy's hands, and threw it non-stop to the unmarked Simmons in the bottom corner.It seems that he is still quite calm.

However, after all, it was too hasty, the pass was too powerful, Simmons didn't catch it well, and he made some adjustments before he was ready to shoot, and it was this fleeting effort that Arthur had already made up for.

"Jamal is a master of singles. This ball should not be passed. This is not his strong point."

"Isn't that right? Those who didn't know thought he was passing a bomb." Barkley echoed.

"No one can catch such a ball. It's a pity that an excellent opportunity was missed. Now Arthur has landed in the best defensive position. It is unrealistic to shoot from the baseline or layup. Let's see What happens next."

"Nick Young is coming the other way, Randy sets up early, a simple double screen, the ball goes to Nick Young near the free throw line, whoa, he lets him go, man Nick Young, he's going to shoot , he was about to shoot, I saw him jumping high, the perfect shot angle."

"Wait a minute, what's going on, when did that Huaxia kid get to that position?" Barkley exclaimed, "Wow, the No. 7 guard from Huaxia took Nick Young's ball in the air, it's amazing The bouncing really makes people suspect that there is a black soul living in the body of this yellow-skinned little man."

"The ball has not yet gone out of bounds. The two sides are fiercely fighting for the floor ball. Arthur gave the ball to the No. 7 Huaxia defender who came to meet him when he fell to the ground. No. 7 flicked his wrist and made a long strike across the half court... Wow ..."

"Shaq, let me tell you, this ball can't be passed without 20 years of skill. Such a long distance, this point card... There are no more than five people in the entire league who can make such a move." Buck Leigh coughed as he spoke, yes, he just choked on a sip of water.

"Yes, I feel the same way. I have worked with top passing masters like Steve in my career, so I know the gold content of this ball. It is not an exaggeration to say that the defender from China has been overwhelmed tonight. Pass Chris across the way, at least for now!"

Shaquille O'Neal danced in the studio with the microphone held high.Obviously, ESPN needs such a topic too much to increase ratings, especially in a small city team like Memphis, it needs a topic too much.

Talking about the game, just now, in the blink of an eye, Li Ming's non-stop pass crossed the frame and accurately found Randolph, who was fast down, and completed a wonderful empty blue layup. After all, for a For a 230-pound big man, Randolph is a round lightning bolt.

19 to 22, only three points away, Li Ming stared at the scoreboard and smiled slightly.

Randy Foye quickly passed the midfield, a series of conduction balls, and the ball fell to the unguarded Bobby Simmons again.

At this time, everyone realized that this was a strategy of Coach Hollins against Coach Rivers' substitutions. He deliberately set up a trap to induce the players on the field to pass the ball to the unmarked Simmons. The shortcomings will be infinitely magnified.

"Okay, Lionel Hollins is still a bit predictable, and instantly turned Rivers' advantage of targeted substitutions into a disadvantage. He saw through Bobby's shortcoming of not having a basket early in the morning." Barkley's comments hit the nail on the head.

"Yeah, originally Bobby came up to deal with the tall and long-armed Rudy Gay. Unexpectedly, Hollis pushed Guy on the bench and replaced him with Arthur, who is younger and faster. , It can be said that the tip of the needle is right.

The most important thing is to firmly grasp this point in defense. The Clippers' mistakes just now also started from Bobby's point. "Shaq was on his feet, he couldn't sit still.

"In this way, the Grizzlies playing at home can safely shrink the basket and strictly prevent the Clippers' breakthrough. Let's see if the Clippers will make any targeted adjustments."

Bobby hesitated to take the ball for a moment and could only pass the ball back to Nick Young on the outside. Nick Young shot a difficult drifting three-pointer against Arthur's defense with little time left.

Unfortunately, the frame did not touch, 24 seconds violation, the home team the Grizzlies the ball.

"Oh yeah..." the home team cheered, and the earwax came out of everyone's ears. "I can't imagine that the enthusiasm of the FedEx Center Arena can be comparable to that of Salt Lake City, Utah."

Li Ming advanced quickly, turned around the moment his eyes first met Randy Foye, left him behind, and strode into the paint area.

Barkley and O'Neal, who were so fast on the scene, didn't react.

"Come on." Simmons, who was being teased one after another, stood still on the inside. "Boy Huang, brother, I was the existence of the NCAA in those days. Let me teach you a lesson and let you know what hot pot is."

Simmons muttered something, and after Li Ming jumped up, he also raised his arms and jumped vigorously. The oppressive feeling was overwhelming, and Randy Foye behind him jumped almost at the same time, and Li Ming was caught in the middle.

I saw Li Ming with a cat waist, bowed his body and switched the ball to his left hand, and pressed the ball into the basket while gliding in a falling style.

"The No. 4 thug of the red team fouled, and an extra penalty will be given." The whistle blew, and the referee gestured towards the rostrum for an extra penalty.

"Wow... Did you see that Asian kid..." The FedEx Center was detonated again, and the sound wave after wave.

Li Ming opened his arms, walked to the center line and closed his eyes deeply, "Cheer, please be more enthusiastic, I want more cheers, more praise, come on..."

His humble appearance does not have the low-key and restrained inherent image of Chinese players (you can refer to YAO of the Houston Rockets)

"Damn, this is pretending." There was a burst of contempt from the Clippers' bench, which was in stark contrast to the bench on the other side.

Coach Hollins put his arms across his chest, expressionless, but the assistant coach next to him clenched his right fist, yelled and screamed, venting his emotions wantonly, perhaps because he had been rubbed for a long time.

Rivers did not call a timeout. It seems that he still wants to give Paul and Griffin more time to rest. Maybe he didn't pay attention to this small player.

Also, he has never lacked ace point guards in his hands. From Rajon Rondo of the Celtics to Chris Paul today, which one is not the top existence?
"Shaq, did you see that? His head is level with the frame."

"Yes, I saw it, and what's more terrifying is that the speed of his travel with the ball reminds me of a person."

"Who?"

"John Wall!!" Shaq replied affirmatively, his eyes never leaving the No. 7 Huaxia player on the court, the man with the speed of the wind.

Yes, the name "John Wall" says it all, needless to say.

(End of this chapter)

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