NBA: This Center Is So Stable

The old man was in trouble, and the old man was in trouble.

Chapter 310 Pretext

“Wait, what did I see?”

“Kurt Thomas took the initiative to find Shaquille O’Neal! This is the first challenge of dirty Kurt to the big shark, the dominant player in the penalty area.”

“There is a huge gap between the two in terms of height, weight, or visual difference.”

“In theory, Kurt is more mobile and flexible when placed at the fourth position, but now the arrangement of the Knicks coaching staff and D’Antoni is a bit confusing.”

In the CCTV studio, if the two commentators were not still on the live broadcast and reminded by the director next door, they would have been stunned with their mouths wide open.

Now this strange matchup on the court made them both a little confused.

Especially the matchup between Kurt and O’Neal. In addition to the 10-centimeter height difference, there is also a weight difference of nearly 100 kilograms.

Kurt Thomas standing in front of O’Neal simply doesn’t look like a player in this league!

Just like what was seen in the broadcast, the fans at the scene were also amazed.

The Lakers fans laughed even more.

The surprise at the scene was not limited to this, because they soon discovered that the matchup between Kurt and O’Neal was not the most interesting.

When they locked their eyes on the Lakers’ main scorer in the second half, Kobe was looking at the defender in front of him with a strange look.

Wang Song stood straight in front of Kobe, smiling, looking very friendly.

“Wang, are you sure you didn’t follow the wrong person?”

Even Kobe couldn’t help asking, the two groups on the field now looked extremely weird, and he couldn’t quite understand the brain hole of the Knicks coaching staff, why they would carry out such a mismatched defense.

“What a ridiculous Knicks coaching staff! They actually arranged a forward to defend Shaq. Although I don’t like that self-righteous guy, I want to say that if you let a forward defend O’Neal, it would definitely be the most unwise move you made in this game.”

Kobe in front of him kept chattering, and Wang Song’s smile did not diminish: “Kobe, I can say responsibly that the reason we arranged it this way is because of your existence.”

“Our boss said that you are the player who has the greatest impact on us in this game, not Shaq, the terrible free throw king.”

Sure enough, after being flattered by Wang Song, Kobe was really a little flattered: “Haha, your coach is quite insightful.”

“But if you let O’Neal work in your inside line, I believe this guy will find his touch soon, and then… I’m afraid you need to change this theory.”

Kobe’s seemingly friendly reminder.

In fact, Wang Song could hear a hint of uneasiness from the other party.

Facing his own defense, even Kobe, who has regained his form, dare not underestimate it, and it can even be said that he has reached a level of anxiety.

The relationship between the two off the court made Wang Song understand that negotiations with Kobe were never rigid.

Trash talk did not exist between the two at all.

Wang Song only needed to constantly reinforce that in the eyes of others and even opponents, Kobe’s weight in the Lakers was far greater than O’Neal’s.

In this way, even if they reconciled, the gap between OK and OK would be as unrepairable as a chasm between heaven and earth.

As long as Kobe maintained such an obsession, all O’Neal’s lame behavior would make Kobe deduct points from him continuously until he regained the ball.

On the sidelines.

The Zen Master watched the Knicks’ change of formation, frowned, and adjusted the game strategy in time.

“Shaq!”

“Give the ball to Shaq!”

The shouting on the sidelines was effective, and most of the Lakers players would not disobey Phil Jackson’s instructions.

Except for a few players.

But this time, Kobe obediently stood in the bottom corner to smoke.

It’s not that he obeyed the Zen Master’s arrangement, but the smiling Asian boy in front of him always put pressure on himself invisibly.

As the top singles player in the league, Kobe’s self-confidence is unquestionable, but when facing Wang Song, Kobe always feels uneasy.

He just squatted in the bottom corner and felt comfortable.

On the other side.

Standing in front of the Knicks’ players’ bench and constantly directing traffic, D’Antoni’s expression at this moment is exactly the opposite of the Zen Master’s.

Tension almost covered D’Antoni’s entire face.

Especially when he heard the Zen Master’s shouting on the sidelines, this emotion intensified a bit.

But without D’Antoni’s specific defensive arrangements, the cooperation of the Knicks players on the court was beyond his expectations.

On the court.

O’Neal received a pass from Payton on the right waist, then looked at Kurt with a teasing look, and shook his shoulder to try to put some pressure on the dirty Kurt.

It must be said that no one would believe Kurt Thomas if he said he had no pressure at this time.

But it was in this atmosphere that adrenaline made Kurt’s courage overcome fear. Before O’Neal could speak, Kurt said according to Wang Song’s instructions before he came on the court: “Come on, Fatty, do you still think this is your home court?”

Angry the Sharks!

This is the first step of the defense switching plan.

Of course, the Knicks also need to pay a very heavy price for this.

That is, they will be attacked by an angry shark. In this state, O’Neal will either play 200% or lose his mind in anger. There are only two possibilities.

If it is the latter, it is the dirty Kurt who needs to bear the anger.

Since he was going to die anyway, the Knicks No. 4 simply took the lead and let the storm come earlier.

“Boy, are you tired of living? Who gave you the courage to challenge me?”

Kurt’s provocation made O’Neal sneer.

In the eyes of the Sharks, Kurt’s move was no different from his dying struggle before being beaten by him.

Bang!

Bang!

He sank directly to the bottom of the basket in two steps, and then lightly jumped to complete the layup, and Kurt also paid the price of a foul for this.

A 2+1 opportunity as soon as he came on the court!

After O’Neal scored, he roared to the sky and slapped his chest angrily.

Although he didn’t know what the Knicks coaching staff and even Kurt were thinking, he felt disrespected by sending such a guy to guard him in the finals.

And his response was also very simple and crude. He planned to use one goal after another to make the Knicks regret this defensive arrangement.

Standing on the free throw line, no surprise… Steady miss!

Change of possession.

Knicks attack.

Wang Song ran to Kurt, gently patted his shoulder, and signaled him not to take it too seriously.

“Relax Kurt, pay attention to your movements, and control the number of your fouls. Just keep harassing him. It doesn’t matter whether you can defend him or not.”

Faced with Wang Song’s instructions, Kurt was a little dumbfounded.

He originally thought that Wang Song and D’Antoni’s arrangement was to make use of his strengths to create difficulties for the Lakers and O’Neal.

But now Wang Song’s words implied that asking him to defend O’Neal was just a cover?

(End of this chapter)