The NBA's opening sling against Chris Paul

Chapter 9 The league's top singles king? ?Just him? ?

"Hey, Shaq, did you see that? Lee actually talked trash to Jamal. It seems that he's a quick learner, but trash talking can't stop Jamal from scoring. Angling a lion is the way to go." paid for it."

O'Neal nodded meaningfully. He has the most experience. He was teammates with Crawford in Phoenix before retiring. He knows that he has the same vigor as Kobe in his bones. The next game will look good.

Crawford was not affected by the trash talk at all, and steadily scored three free throws, 73 to 54, the gap is getting bigger and bigger, such a point difference Paul will have more rest, the third quarter and even the fourth Sections do not necessarily need to appear.

"I can't do this, I have to find a way to prevent the Clippers from scoring, but how can I defend the big shooter in front of me who can shoot." Li Ming was in a dilemma, {ding. } pulled him into his subconscious mind.

{You just got a diamond, do you need to use it? }
{want. }
{Please click on the system store to select the matching product. }
{I want to know how to defend players taller than me on the perimeter}
{Sorry, your question is too vague for the system to match, please be more specific and try again. }
{How to defend Jamal Crawford}
{Please wait a moment, the target player has been found: Jamal Crawford, 6 feet 5 inches, good at butterfly layups, the outside shooting rate is at the upper level of the league, but consumes the ball, and the possession rate is high, which is not conducive to team unity . }
{Is there anything else I need to consult? }
"Nothing."

{This consultation consumes 600 points, and you have 1300 points left.}
"Damn... so he still needs 600 points? Didn't he say anything? I know this too. It seems that the system is not omnipotent. If there are no cards dropped, it is more of a soy sauce character." Li Ming bent over and waited for the Clippers to attack.

Sure enough, the ball was in Crawford's hands again, and Li Ming faced him again. This time, Li Ming did not choose to defend, but gave the opponent enough space.

Crawford looked down at his position, which was a little far from the three-point line, and now that his team led by nearly 20 points, he chose to put the ball down instead of rushing to shoot, and began to control the rhythm.

Rivers showed a look of approval on the sidelines. The coach probably panicked just now, afraid that he would throw the ball.

"What's the matter? Don't you shoot in such a large space? Do you have no confidence in yourself?" Li Ming began to tease from the side, but Crawford didn't answer, just passed the ball to Bobby Simmons on the right.

Simmons gave the ball to Jordan on the inside, and Jordan passed the ball to Crawford again with a confused look on his face. Crawford began to dribble the ball non-stop, and suddenly accelerated to get into the basket. Down.

Li Ming turned sideways to let him pass, and Crawford came in unexpectedly. The hand that had just jumped up to pass the ball suddenly changed his mind temporarily, and changed to the posture of riding a horse and archery to prepare for a layup by himself.

"Wonderful idea, welcome to NBA." Li Ming behind him suddenly jumped up and slapped the ball on the backboard first.

"Is this intentional? Is it a trap? It is a trap?" Barkley couldn't believe his eyes.Crawford was also in disbelief. He had obviously moved away from him, it was impossible.

"Fuck, I'm a person with glove function, you think Peyton is so easy for you to break through." Randolph picked up the ball and threw it to the frontcourt, Tony Allen and Li Ming started at the same time, Crawford De was stunned for a while before returning to chase.

Li Ming catches the ball in the air without stopping for a high toss, and Allen ends the fast break with a one-armed windmill.The quick transition between offense and defense is dazzling.

"Don't worry, he just happened to be in that position, it's just an instinctive reaction, a layman's intuition took off." Randy Foye pouted at Crawford.

Crawford slowed down his dribbling speed, bent down and moved forward bit by bit. He was thinking about the countermeasures to break through Li Ming.

"This kid's second start speed is quite fast, and he is almost catching up with the league's first-tier stars. Doesn't it mean that yellow-skinned Asians are very poor in physical fitness?" Obviously, he didn't quite understand.

"Hey, hey, Jamal, come on, let's fight one-on-one." Li Ming was teasing, while winking at Guy next to him. Guy immediately understood, ran around and gave Crawford a one-on-one fight. illusion of space.

"Jamal is now measuring his body and walking in. No. 7 player Lee began to use his lower body to resist Jamal after failing to tentatively grab him, delaying his attack." Barkley explained the game wholeheartedly.

"Jamal is near the free throw line, how will he choose? Is it a turnaround jumper? Or take a step and use his body as the axis to make a small hook at the basket?"

"If I were Jamal, I'd take the ball in that position, and I wouldn't be dragging my feet. I would just turn over and shoot a jumper to solve the battle." Shaq kept shaking his head.

The home fans started booing, and they were also creating disturbances for Crawford. Of course, they were more of a cheer for Li Ming. After all, fans know the ball best. No matter how emotionally biased they are, they still don’t believe in Li Ming. The one who can defend Crawford's offense continuously is just expecting him to delay it, and then Gay and Randolph behind him will make up the defense.

"No, I must beat this arrogant guy here." Li Ming's heart was bent, and he no longer passively defended. He began to attack continuously, reaching out to interfere with his dribbling. When Crawford was about to join the ball, Li Ming flew the ball from below.

Crawford jumped up quickly, and Li Ming, not to be outdone, kicked the ground hard, because he was close to the sideline and there was not much room for competition.

After all, Li Ming suffered a loss in experience. Seeing that there was no hope of saving the ball, Crawford took advantage of the situation and pushed the ball to Li Ming's lap, out of bounds, and the Clippers still had the ball.

"Kill him directly, you can do it, Jamal, you can do it, don't make any extra moves, shoot directly." Paul took advantage of the boundary ball and yelled loudly in Crawford's ear, encouraging him.

After Crawford gave the ball to Griffin, he quickly dived down, ran to the three-second zone, bent down and stretched out his right arm, Li Ming was firmly stuck behind him, and Griffin was not greedy for credit. With a high lob, the ball is in Crawford's hands.

"Let's end it there." Griffin looked at him confidently, and silently pulled away.Standing at a 45-degree angle to the right, Guy followed him all the way, stretching out his right arm to block his chest to prevent him from cutting in suddenly.

Crawford leaned against Li Ming, paused for two seconds, did not rush to make a move, and cast his eyes to the right.

"He is a right-handed player, so he will definitely walk on the right side." Li Ming adjusted his footsteps, leaving room on the right side for Crawford to get in.

"This idiot, don't you know he's a right-handed player?" Hollins was the first to notice something went wrong. Although Gay and the others on the field didn't understand, they gradually believed that this little Chinese man should find a reasonable solution. way to limit.

"Let me go to the right, and then repeat the old trick? You're still a little stunned, kid." Crawford suddenly got rid of it horizontally, turned around beautifully, jumped high, and made a signature shooting action.

Li Ming snorted coldly and jumped up...

"He can't do anything about this shot. There is a difference in arm span and height between the two of them. It is impossible for him to touch the ball." Paul secretly clenched his fist on the sidelines. He knew that the aggressive method just now had an effect.

"Fuck, who said that he must block his ball?" Li Ming looked into Crawford's eyes with disdain, and flew towards his face with a big hand, looking as if he wanted to tear his face. smell.

"Wow, what the hell is this? This shit doesn't play according to the routine." Crawford was startled by this sudden move, the basketball deviated from the expected track and hit the basket.

"Young master, this is a blindfold technique learned from Sean Battier. It was specially used to break Kobe's unsolvable jump shots. Lagabel of the Suns also used this technique to deal with top players like Kobe." Li Ming was very happy, he landed almost at the same time as Crawford.

"Damn, so despicable." Apparently, before Crawford could react, Li Ming had already opened his legs. He had heard Randolph's reminder behind him, and the pass throughout the audience had begun. when.

Crawford was chasing closely. He was also not slow. Li Ming took a curve to avoid his entanglement. Although he received the ball, he lost the opportunity of fast break. Crawford had already faced him and settled down. , Griffin and others also arrived.

"It's interesting." Li Ming smiled slightly, and made an Anthony-style stepping on a bug, and Crawford shifted his weight accordingly.

"This guy seems to be much easier to deal with than Paul." Li Ming laughed meanly, and turned his head to glance at Randy Foye, who was ready to flank at any time. "It's also easier to deal with than this guy." He showed such an expression again.

"Come on, I won't let you get points easily, you go back to the restaurant and wipe the dishes." In his eyes, yellow-skinned Asians are all cleaning dishes or washing cars.Although he himself is a black man who came out of the slums.

Li Ming thought about it, he was not going to pass the ball, he wanted to completely destroy Crawford's confidence, he stretched out his right foot suddenly, and pulled his body to the right, but the ball was placed on the left, protruding from the left.

"So fast." Crawford was surprised.

Li Ming suddenly approached the three-second zone and gently leaned on Crawford, turning the spinning top on the spot.

"It's too naive to think of me." Crawford was not moved, but kept his figure, ready to block Li Ming's shot.

Unexpectedly, Li Ming didn't make a move, he just paused for a while and accelerated again.

This time, Crawford completely lost his position and watched him rush into the penalty area.Before he could make any movements, he stood still and shouted "Andre."

But, how can Andre make up the defense? He was firmly stuck behind the big black bear Randolph, and Li Ming completed an easy pick basket while walking in the courtyard. 73 to 60, the score was drawn closer again.

"This ball has Steve's style, it's a master of rhythm." Shaq praised in a timely manner.

Hollins clenched his fists tightly and walked up and down the sideline. He needed such a goal too much. The team is now in a deep quagmire, so much needed such a goal to boost morale. Zhong extended his thumb in the direction of Li Ming.

Paul stood up, glanced at Rivers, walked slowly to the sidelines, and made a leg press. It seemed that he was going to play soon. Rivers didn't want to waste his timeout when he was leading by a big score. He should switch to his trump card at the next dead ball moment.

Crawford pushed forward with the ball, his footsteps were fast, and his breathing was short. It seemed that he was really on top.

"Bingo." Li Ming smiled cheaply, and continued to bend over, waving his hands in front of him constantly, disturbing his rhythm.

"Damn it, I can't pass you, who are you?" Crawford accelerated sharply and entered in a straight line.Li Ming fell down.

"What is this idiot doing? This is so irrational, and he is still leading by a big score. It is easy to be watched by the referee." Sure enough, before Barkley finished speaking, the whistle sounded, an offensive foul, and an obvious shoulder sinking Actions.

"How is this possible?" Crawford kept jumping with his hands outstretched. He almost ran the entire distance of the court, but the referee still insisted that the foul was valid and the opponent had the ball.

Li Ming served the ball quickly, Gay pushed forward with the ball, stood still at the top of the arc, and observed the situation on the field.

Arthur ran around the baseline, Randolph reached for the ball, Guy lobbed inside, Randolph's heavy dribble was followed by a simple one-handed pass to Li Ming who made an air cut, Li Ming Taking advantage of the opportunity to dunk, Crawford hugged him directly.

The whistle blew, Red 11 fouled and made two free throws.

"I think there is a problem with his mentality. Obviously, he followed the boy's way. He deliberately provoked him. If it were Chris, he wouldn't. He has another way to deal with the situation just now. The situation." Barkley kept shaking his head, he himself admired players like Crawford who are full of offensive talents.

However, there is a difference between stars and superstars. Many talented players have been unable to play in the league for many years, mostly because of their personalities, because those who can enter the Chinese league are the former kings of their respective regions. Who can control it? Your own emotions, who is the king.

Taking advantage of the gap between free throws, Rivers replaced Crawford, and Jordan Jr. was also replaced. Rivers further lowered the height of the court, and it seemed that he was going to play fast.

Two free throws were made, 73 to 62.
The Clippers had possession of the ball, and Paul wobbled for half the court. Li Ming was inseparable in front of him, keeping half a step away from him all the time. Everyone stood up and continued to defend.After replacing Paul on the field, there was an extra three-pointer, and everyone dared not neglect.

Paul made a false pass to Griffin at the top of the arc. Griffin took a slight aim for the layup, and Arthur rose from the ground.

Griffin unhurriedly hops aside for a clean midrange.

"Hey, a rookie is a rookie. He jumps in every move. This defensive habit is too bad." Li Ming shook his head helplessly. Randolph didn't dare to lose his position, so he could only watch Griffin take the shot calmly. , the goal was scored, and the score came to 13 points again.

"Today's 13 points is a threshold. The two sides have repeatedly competed for this position. I don't know if the Grizzlies still have a chance." Barkley looked at Paul who had just replaced him and shook his head helplessly.

(End of this chapter)