Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

Salt Lake City, Utah.

A game came to an end at the Pepsi Center, the home court of the Jazz.

This is the fourth game of the Jazz vs Lakers series. The two sides have played three games before. The first two games were at the Lakers' home court, and the third game was at the Jazz's home court. The Lakers won all three games before, and the score between the two sides was 3:0.

In the history of the NBA, there has never been a precedent of a team turning the tables after falling behind 0:3, so when the Lakers won three games in a row, this series basically lost its suspense.

Of course, even if they lose, the Jazz don't want to lose too badly.

So the Jazz fought very hard in this fourth game. The game intensity was very high and the confrontation between the two sides was very fierce. After four quarters of fierce fighting, the Jazz finally defeated the Lakers 109:106 and won a hard-fought victory at home.

"Huh, I finally won a game."

"Yeah, I finally won a game. It was so close."

"The difference was only 3 points. If Zhuang Yu made a three-pointer at the end, the game would be dragged into overtime, and we might lose to the Lakers again."

The game was over at this point, but the fans were still feeling a lingering fear.

The game was very close, with the score tied in the last few seconds. Ingles hit a key three-pointer to help the Jazz lead by 3 points, leaving the Lakers with only 7 seconds.

In the last 7 seconds, Zhuang Yu took a three-pointer against the defense, but unfortunately it was a little off and missed, and the Lakers lost the game.

In this game, Zhuang Yu scored 28 points, 8 rebounds and 5 assists, Lopez scored 18 points and 9 rebounds, Holiday scored 17 points, Rose scored 12 points, Clarkson scored 15 points... Overall, everyone's performance was actually quite good.

Joe Ingles of the Jazz made 7 three-pointers and scored a team-high 29 points. Mitchell only scored 19 points, Gobert 13 points, 14 rebounds...

At this moment, the Pepsi Center was in jubilation.

A group of Jazz players hugged each other and celebrated the hard-earned victory.

Several Lakers players looked at each other unhappily, feeling a little depressed. They thought they could sweep their opponents, but in the end they let the Jazz win the game.

"Okay." Zhuang Yu said, "Let's go, it's time to go back to Los Angeles."

Several people's eyes lit up and they all agreed.

Although they lost this game and failed to sweep the Jazz, they will return to Los Angeles, their home court, for the next game.

......

One day later.

Los Angeles, Staples Center.

A game is about to begin, it is the fifth game of the series between the Lakers and the Jazz, and it is also a crucial game.

If the Lakers win, they will advance to the second round.

If the Jazz win, the series will continue.

“Will today be the last one?”

"Believe me, this is definitely the last game. Zhuang Yu will not let the Jazz win again."

The attendance rate in the audience seats reached 80%, and almost all of them were Lakers fans, with at least a very small number of Jazz fans, because even Jazz fans knew that there was a high probability that the Lakers would win this game, and if they came they would only witness the Jazz being eliminated, so it would be better not to come.

The competition officially started at seven o'clock in the evening.

Several Jazz starters came onto the court, their eyes sharp but their expressions clearly revealed nervousness. They stared at Zhuang Yu and the others aggressively.

On the other hand, on the Lakers side, Zhuang Yu, Lopez, Holiday, Korver, and Anderson all looked calm because they were full of confidence.

This is the composure and calmness of the defending champions, the confidence and composure of a championship team. The Jazz, at least, can't make them nervous.

First there was a jump ball, and the Jazz got the ball.

After arriving at the frontcourt, Mitchell opened his hands to ask for the ball, then called for a pick-and-roll, and waited until a mismatch occurred before shooting.

After several games, Mitchell had to admit that it was not so easy for him to play one-on-one against Holiday.

It was okay at the beginning, but as the series progressed, the two sides faced each other more and more often and got to know each other better, so it became increasingly difficult for him to single out Holiday.

The only thing we can do is call for pick-and-roll and look for mismatch opportunities.

Seeing the opponent's pick-and-roll, Lopez quickly stepped forward to delay, and Mitchell took the opportunity to break through, passed Lopez and went straight to the basket.

Snapped!

There was a crisp sound, and Mitchell was stunned.

The basketball was fanned away and bounced off the backboard, causing the audience to boil and the fans couldn't help but exclaim.

"Wow, it's blocked."

"It's Zhuang Yu."

People exclaimed and widened their eyes.

This was Zhuang Yu's block, and he had been aiming at Mitchell. When Mitchell passed Lopez and rushed to the basket, Zhuang Yu had already crouched and followed him. He waited until Mitchell jumped before he took off, and relying on his height, wingspan and jumping advantage, he gave Mitchell a big block.

"Damn it." Mitchell came to his senses and tried to fight for the rebound.

However, Zhuang Yu was faster than him. After landing, he hardly gathered any strength and immediately jumped up again to grab the rebound.

Mitchell subconsciously reached out to cut the ball, but saw Zhuang Yu dribble behind him and avoid him, then turned around quickly and launched a quick counterattack.

It wasn't until Zhuang Yu crossed the center line that the fans in the audience reacted.

Several Jazz players were chasing, but only Rubio retreated back to the three-point line in his own half. Zhuang Yu was too fast.

"Ah......"

Zhuang Yu chuckled and ran straight to the basket without stopping. After stepping into the three-point line, he hugged the ball and made a three-step layup. His steps were big, and he flew up after the second step, grabbed the basketball with his right hand, and dunked it towards the basket.

Rubio stood under the basket but didn't dare to move. He didn't try to block the shot because he knew it was impossible and he would only be called for a foul.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the basketball was dunked into the basket by Zhuang Yu.

The audience suddenly became noisy, with screams, cheers, and shouts rising up, echoing in the stadium like thunder.

No one expected to see such a wonderful ball at the beginning of the game, blocking Mitchell and rushing to the frontcourt to complete a tomahawk slam dunk. It was so explosive.

Even Coach Scott and Assistant Coach Madsen on the sidelines, as well as a group of Lakers players sitting on the bench, were all excited and cheered excitedly.

Lopez, Anderson, Holiday, and Korver all went to meet Zhuang Yu who had returned from defense and high-fived him one by one.

"Be careful."

Zhuang Yu said with a smile.

He got into position and waited for the Jazz to arrive.

......

"boom!"

With a dull thud, Mitchell missed the target.

Lopez grabbed the rebound and passed it to Holiday, and the Lakers counterattacked.

"Damn it."

Mitchell cursed inwardly and quickly retreated. He wanted to fight back but failed to score and felt very upset.

Zhuang Yu just blocked him and completed a fast break dunk, but when he turned around, he ended up missing the shot. The comparison was really ugly.

When they arrived at their own half, Mitchell faced Zhuang Yu, with fire burning in his eyes. It was not anger, but dissatisfaction, unwillingness, and the desire to fight.

"ball."

Zhuang Yu got the ball, then played against Mitchell, changing directions continuously with a very large amplitude and a very fast rhythm, then he lowered his right shoulder and broke through to the right.

In one step, he passed Mitchell by half of his body length. Mitchell quickly turned sideways, but Zhuang Yu stopped and then jumped up.

Swish!

Mid-range jump shot made.

Mitchell felt helpless. He looked at Zhuang Yu, but found that Zhuang Yu ignored him at all and turned and left after shooting.

For Zhuang Yu, the dunk just now was his attitude. He wanted to win this game and not give the Jazz any hope. He was targeting this game, not Mitchell.

If it were three years ago, Zhuang Yu might have deliberately tried to mess with Mitchell's mentality, but with his current strength, there is no need to do so.

So he didn't care what Mitchell thought or what his mood was, he just shot the ball into the basket.

In the next round, Mitchell did not shoot himself, but passed the ball to Gobert. Gobert turned around and hit the rebound.

"Yeah." Coach Schneider on the sidelines nodded secretly, relieved that Mitchell did not impulsively continue to choose singles.

However, in the next few rounds, the Jazz were still clearly at a disadvantage. Mitchell was targeted by the Lakers' defense, but the Lakers' Zhuang Yu scored consecutively.

He scored two goals at the beginning, and not long after, Zhuang Yu shot again. After running back, he received the pass from his teammate, first made a fake shot, then accelerated forward, actively confronted, leaned towards Mitchell, and then jumped up.

Swish!

Still going in.

"It's so easy."

"Yeah, it's so easy for the banker to score, it's like playing."

People lamented.

It seems that Zhuang Yu doesn't have any complicated technical moves, but he can just score the ball, which seems as easy as drinking water or eating.

In fact, this is what happens when a person’s strength reaches a certain level.

For Zhuang Yu, his best skill is shooting, but what is the most important thing about shooting?

space!

The biggest advantage of shooting is space, and for Zhuang Yu, all technical moves are to create shooting space. He has the advantages of height and confrontation against Mitchell. He only needs to give Mitchell a confrontation and force Mitchell to be unable to jump, then he can shoot calmly.

Of course, the reason why it is simple is because Zhuang Yu’s shooting is accurate enough.

If your shot isn't accurate, then nothing matters.

......

In a blink of an eye, the first quarter was halfway through.

At this time, the score was 18:9, with the Lakers leading by 9 points.

"Requesting a timeout."

The Jazz called a timeout.

Several players came to the sidelines dejectedly, with their ears drooping, like wilted balls.

Looking at the players like this, Coach Schneider was also helpless, but he was not surprised. He was mentally prepared. The Lakers definitely wanted to win this game, so they would definitely go all out. Just look at Zhuang Yu's performance in the past few minutes.

Only seven minutes into the first quarter, Zhuang Yu had already scored 13 points, plus 3 rebounds and 2 assists. He alone accounted for most of the Lakers' points.

This is an attitude.

Of course, it is also a reflection of strength.