NBA: I am the card dealer

Chapter 41 The moment of the decisive battle is here!

Reagan decisively called a timeout.

"what happened?"

"Were you beaten by a substitute who hasn't played yet?"

"Still can't move your legs?"

"Or do you want to go home and sleep?"

Reagan had a dark face and asked a series of death questions.

Everyone on the UCLA bench lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.

They also didn't expect that the new substitute would be so smart, running continuously to create opportunities.

"Come on quicker, quicker, as long as they stop their open opportunities, we can win."

Seeing that everyone was silent, Reagan continued to growl, "Next, we still have to resolutely double-team Xue Liancheng to prevent him from easily breaking through. If there is a vacancy during the double-teaming process, whoever is close will make up for it. Listen clearly, if anyone can't move his legs, then tell me now, and he can leave the game early to rest."

It's thundering and raining on this side.

On the other side, it was equally rainy.

The old man Kelin was also growling, "Next, they may adopt a defensive strategy of unlimited defense, so you must be mentally prepared, and you must move the ball quickly. Whenever you have a chance, shoot immediately without any hesitation. .”

After a pause, he turned his head to look at Xue Liancheng, "Xue, you are still the one who is being taken care of, I believe in your speed, but if you have a chance, you should shoot resolutely."

"Understood!" Xue Liancheng nodded.

But my heart felt bitter.

opportunity.

Does he have it?

As soon as he caught the ball, he was immediately double-teamed and he had a chance.

In this game, he took very few shots.

Sometimes he really couldn't understand why UCLA was so determined to defend him?

He seemed determined to put him in a cage.

"Also... Next, we will switch to zone defense tactics. If there is a pick-and-roll, we can switch defenses indefinitely." Old man Klin continued.

heard.

Xue Liancheng's eyes lit up slightly.

Looking at it this way, Old Man Klin's on-the-spot reaction was quite impressive.

Now is the final stage of the bayonet fight. Everyone has almost finished the fight. Their physical strength has seriously declined and their bodies have entered a period of exhaustion. To say how good the condition can be is definitely fake.

In this case, using zone defense tactics means betting that you won't be able to score three points.

If you can kill me, I will consider myself unlucky.

The two parties are well arranged.

The game continues.

As soon as he came on the court, Xue Liancheng came close to Davidson and whispered, "You can come over with the ball later and go directly to the basket. No need to pass."

"Huh?" Davidson was a little confused.

Is he coming?

The coach didn't arrange it like this!

Xue Liancheng naturally understood what Davidson was worried about, "Listen to me, I will be responsible for any problems."

Now UCLA's full attention is on him. If he comes unexpectedly, it may have miraculous effects.

The most important thing is that Davidson has a lot of physical strength, and breakthroughs are Davidson's strength. Such an unexpected surprise attack will definitely catch the opponent off guard.

If you succeed, that would be great.

If you don't succeed, that doesn't matter.

It's always good to try something else.

If they had to rely on him for everything, it would be difficult for them.

"Okay!" Davidson nodded solemnly.

With the referee's whistle sounded.

UCLA offense.

Anderson held the ball at the top of the key and was confused when he saw Indiana setting up a zone defense formation.

What is the situation?

Reagan on the sidelines also frowned, his eyes narrowed into slits.

He also didn't expect old man Klin to gamble so big. It was too unexpected to suddenly change his defensive strategy at the stage of bayonet fighting.

This round.

Anderson and Adams went back and forth in pick-and-rolls, but were unable to effectively break the chain of defense.

In the end, he could only block a little personal wall on the outside and make a hasty shot.

when!

The sound of blacksmithing was extremely loud.

Walton collected the rebound and immediately passed it to Davidson.

The latter galloped across half-court.

Everyone thought that Davidson would wait for his teammates to get into position as he always did.

result.

This guy didn't brake at all and just drove into the paint with his head down.

LaVine's physical fitness declined and he was knocked back a step during the confrontation. With such a small gap, Davidson successfully rushed to the basket and hit the rebound.

62:62

tie!

Reagan on the sidelines looked completely ugly.

A small attack wave of 6:0, if it was early in the game, he would not have any reaction.

But now there are less than three minutes before the end of the game... 2 minutes and 46 seconds to be precise.

Time is running out.

Now that they are tied, the blow to their morale is huge.

The most important thing is that they had no way to stop this new substitute and scored 6 points in a row!

It was really a wake-up call, a gourd was opened on their heads, and the blood immediately started to flow.

And there was no way to stop the bleeding.

Reagan rushed to the court with a dark face and yelled, "Be patient, and you'll have a better chance of success."

of course.

In fact, Reagan is not the only person with black face.

On the Indiana bench, there was a man with an even uglier face than Reagan.

That's right!

It is the single-tumor Hash.

As soon as he came off the field, the situation was reversed.

The person who took the lead was Davidson, who came on in his place, a substitute within a substitute.

Who can stand this?

He agreed to let him rest and regain some physical strength before charging again.

result.

His physical fitness has recovered.

The current situation is that whether he still needs to play is a question.

Really... fucked Teddy.

And every time he saw Davidson score, it hurt him more than killing him.

But no one at the scene cared about Harsh's feelings.

The fierce confrontation between the players on both sides of the court has reached fever pitch.

Every ball must be fought for, and no inch of ground must be lost.

The two sides were just about to pick up a hammer and hit each other on the head.

This round.

Although UCLA wanted to beat the odds, Indiana's players were all excited.

The defense is not only active, but also the defense is fast and ruthless.

In the end, Adams contributed another iron.

Look back.

Indiana still used Xue Liancheng as a supporting tactic, moving the ball quickly and continuously. LaVine and others broke their legs, but still exposed an open opportunity.

Walton made a three-pointer.

Not this time.

His physical fitness has dropped drastically, and his shooting has become less reliable.

Next.

Neither side dared to fight quickly, and both entered into a positional battle.

Grind it again and again, it's all iron.

Time comes to the last minute.

62:62 flat.

Old Man Kling called the last long pause.

They currently have one last short pause left, and it stands to reason that it is enough in the last minute of the game.

"Everyone come here."

Klin greeted with a tactical board.

At this time, Harsh also stood up and came over.

"I am now designing a continuous pick-and-roll tactic for Xue. All of you will actively cooperate. Whether we can win depends on this time."

"First of all, Noah responds, don't dribble, hold it high, wait for Xue's response, and help Xue block the pursuer."

"Walton and Buckwells, you two are buried in the bottom corners. Don't go anywhere. Just wait to catch the ball. If the ball comes, don't hesitate and shoot immediately. I believe in your ability to shoot open shots."

"Davidson, when you are stuck at the free throw line, it is best to block the defensive players behind you. Once Xue breaks through, you can pick up and pick and roll to block the two chasing people."

"If the defensive player is in front of you, then you go into the penalty area and wait for Xue's pass."

"Xue, your task is to catch the ball and break through. As for whether to pass or throw, and who to pass to, it is up to you. I believe in your vision and your ability to read the game."

Old man Klin wrote and drew, constantly arranging everyone's tasks.

On the bench, there was an inexplicable suffocating atmosphere.

Everyone knows that the moment of the final decisive battle is here...