Chapter 149
The late arrival of the ball is really because I deliberately did not choose to attack.

When he received a pass from Milicic, he actually had a momentary shot.

But the late scientist's stubborn temper broke out. Since you said that I passed the ball to my teammates to blame my teammates, then I will not attack. I will let my teammates play their best and see if the Spurs can win?
As for the possibility of being harmed by wind reviews, being late means that is not important.

The Spurs were not in a hurry to counterattack. When returning to the defense late, they deliberately ran to Milicic's side and patted his buttocks: "Dako, don't think too much, trust me, I'm by your side."

Milicic forced a smile: "Sorry, I missed the best opportunity to attack just now."

"That's not your responsibility. I'm the boss of the team. You just need to do your job well." Late knew that he couldn't give Milicic a bigger burden now, and he seemed very rude in speaking.

But this instead gave Milicic a sigh of relief. He was able to gain a firm foothold in the Warriors, and the late help cannot be ignored.

The Spurs' offensive tactics are very simple. Ginobili's demon knife was out of its sheath, and his strange snake-shaped breakthrough easily tore through the weak defense of the Warriors and entered the inside line.

Old Nelson has never been a coach who values ​​defense. In his eyes, basketball only has offense.

This caused the Warriors' defensive tactics to be a mess. Facing the Spurs' concise offensive methods, the Warriors' defense is almost completely lacking in tacit understanding.

Milicic chose to jump up to block Ginobili, but Ginobili passed the ball to the basket immediately.

Harrington didn't come over to defend, and Francisco Elson was emptied at the basket, and he directly scored with an easy layup.

The AT&T Center Arena burst into cheers, cheering for the Spurs to take the lead at the beginning.

The Warriors served from the bottom line, but Parker was marking the ball late.

Parker also doesn't try to steal the ball from the late man, but sticks to him and doesn't let him get a shot.

This is also the only treatment in the league. Only when you are late and catch the ball in your own half, will there always be a defensive player to follow.

Being late, he easily dribbled the ball across the half court and reached a position about two steps away from the three-point line. The Warriors players began to run.

Ginobili double-teams again, but this time he doesn't come up firmly enough, as if trying to trick Late into passing the ball so he can rob it.

But seeing Ginobili's double-teaming was a bit slow when he arrived late, he immediately chose to break through.

He took the first step with his left hand with the ball, and immediately dribbled behind his back and switched hands with his right hand after landing, making a European breakthrough.

This kind of European step rhythm change seems simple, but in fact it is really difficult to prevent.

Parker was thrown away, at least two body distances away from Late.

Ginobili himself is a master of the European step breakthrough, and he knew it was going to be bad, so he immediately chased and defended, and Duncan also rushed out immediately.

The Spurs triple-team!
Late took off with all his strength, found a gap between the three, and passed the ball to Milicic.

Milicic, who received the ball, still had no confidence in facing Elson, hesitated, and passed the ball to Roy.

Roy's side was already empty, and Ginobili was a step behind when he jumped out.

Late to Zhenchuan, shaking his wrist on tiptoe, Brandon Roy shot quickly and resolutely, and the goal was scored!

In the current Warriors team, except for being late, Roy's three-point accuracy ranks third in the team. He is a very reliable outside shooter, and he has comprehensive skills and can play with the ball during the bench time. , is an important rotation player for the Warriors.

Veteran Grant Hill used to use long-range shots as his main scoring method. After coming to the Warriors, he also worked hard on three-pointers, but his accuracy was still slightly worse.

Van Gundy is obviously a supporter of the Warriors. Seeing the Warriors finally scored, he immediately said: "Milicic assisted, and Roy hit the first three-pointer for the Warriors. I didn't expect that in the opening stage, he was late and still wanted to go first." Driving the rhythm of his teammates, it seems that he has great trust in his teammates."

"Hehe, that's obviously not daring to take responsibility."

The Spurs had a clear offensive advantage inside, and Duncan forced Harrington out of the way and made a rebound shot.

The Warriors' tactics remain unchanged, and Late is still in charge of the control.

On the offensive end, the late arrival with the ball is the most terrifying. He can choose to organize the ball, or he can choose to shoot by himself, and he can even choose to break through the inside to cause damage.

Milicic's footsteps are fast, and the Spurs put more energy on the outside, which allows him to easily get a position inside.

But Milicic felt like there was an invisible big hand behind him. Even if he stood inside, he couldn't get rid of the threat of that big hand.

Milicic is very clear that it is actually just an illusion deep in his heart. It is because of too much pressure recently and he is worried that he will not perform well.

But it is clear in my heart that the feeling of being controlled cannot be easily shaken off.

Simply put, Milicic is nervous now!
It's not the first time he has participated in the playoffs. He even played in the finals when he was in the Pistons. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be nervous.

At that time, Milicic was just a dispensable little man in the Pistons. He could only watch his teammates fight for the championship from the sidelines. The limited minutes of playing time he could get were all in the game. In garbage time, head coach Larry Brown thought there was no suspense before letting him play.

May I ask, can such a playing experience be called a real game?
Strictly speaking, this round of the series is Milicic's official playoff debut, a battle for his name as a team's starting center.

If the regular season is brilliant, Milicic may not have such a big pressure.

But his performance in the regular season was very unstable, and he had been supernatural and super ghost. The Oakland media impatiently gave him the name of the Big Three, which made him bear even more pressure virtually.

When all these things broke out together, Milicic couldn't get rid of the shadow in his heart at all.

Milicic ran inside and was about to take a deep breath to adjust his mental state when an orange-red shadow quickly entered his sight.

The instinct of a professional player made him open his hand immediately, and the basketball obediently fell into his hands.

Now Milicic wants to cry a little, and his teammates are too happy to share the ball, so he has no time to adjust himself.

At that moment, Milicic even felt as if he had returned to the Pistons, and Larry Brown's hysterical roar appeared again like a nightmare.

"Damn Darko, are you a waste, is your tall body a mass of rotten flesh, give me strength, the basket should be your place to play, use your breastfeeding strength."

Milicic took a deep breath, feeling the force behind him was amazing, making him feel that he was gradually being pushed out of the basket.

Not anymore.

The offensive opportunity has been lost, I can't lose the ball, I have to pass the ball to my teammate.

He thought so, and did so.

Disappointed sighs sounded from the sidelines, and the old Nelson seemed to be saying to the assistant coach: "Dako can't do it. He has completely destroyed him in the Pistons for a few years, and replace him in the next attack."

In an instant, Milicic panicked, his passing hand shook, and he made a mistake!
Ginobili reacted very quickly, and immediately rushed over to snatch the basketball. He started a fast break immediately and passed the ball to Tony Parker.

Parker quickly dribbled the ball into the Warriors' basket, completed an easy layup without marking, and scored two points for the Spurs.

Milicic was terrified. He took a peek at the sidelines, only to see old Nelson waving his hands and yelling: "Boldly attack, pay attention to pass and cut cooperation, Chi, Al, give Darko more help."

Milicic I think my eyes are a little dazzled, Mr. Nelson is such a good coach, he didn't blame me for this low-level mistake.

If it was in the Pistons, Mr. Larry Brown would have already replaced me, right?

Fortunately, I ended up joining the Warriors, and I should have lived up to their expectations.

Just as he was thinking, Milicic felt that someone patted his waist, and when he turned around, he saw Al Harrington's big black face: "Hey, old man, you are not still thinking about the chick at this moment, are you? Come on, it's the playoffs."

"Sorry, I'm trying."

Grant Hill also reminded him not far away: "Hey, Darko, it's just a mistake, don't worry about it, run away!"

No one cares about his mistakes, and no one blames him.

He couldn't help but glanced at the team boss, who looked calm late and was gesturing to him.

Milicic ran into the paint, and according to the usual training tactics, he made an off-ball pick-and-roll for Late, and then immediately went to the basket.

The ball... was passed to him just in time again.

The big invisible hand behind him appeared again, and it seemed to want to stop Milicic.

Milicic shook his head slightly, and said to himself in his heart: I am Dako Milicic, I am a parallel importer from Serbia, I am afraid of war, and I am afraid of returning to Serbia.Maybe I will never be the best on the court, but I just need to be myself.

He cheered himself up like this, and suddenly raised his head.

Elson is holding him with arms outstretched, and Duncan is moving slowly, looking for opportunities to cooperate with Elson's defense.

It seemed that for a moment, Milicic even felt that the whole world had turned into slow motion, and there was no other sound in his ears, only the harsh friction of sneakers on the floor echoed.

"drink!"

Milicic yelled loudly and raised the ball with both hands, his slender arms completely overtook Elson. He wanted to dunk and smash the invisible phantom.

"Snapped!"

A hand reached out from behind and slapped the basketball in Milicic's hand.

Tim Duncan, block +1, the Warriors have the ball.

Milicic looked down at his hands in disbelief, feeling deep disappointment in his heart.

Failed again.

Darko, when will you be successful?

Opportunities are wasted time and time again.

At this moment, Duncan rubbed Milicic's head: "Boy, the momentum just now was good, but I didn't notice the side."

(End of this chapter)

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