Basketball Legends: Strikers Are King

Harris advanced with the ball, waited until Jefferson came over, and immediately handed the lob ball to the inside.

Al Jefferson's inside offensive skills are superb, otherwise he wouldn't be the Celtics' main bargaining chip in trading Garnett.

Jefferson was also very promising. In the first year after being traded to the Timberwolves, he played in all 82 games and averaged a double-double of 21+11 per game. However, at the critical moment when he entered the rising period, injuries struck him.

His condition declined steadily, so much so that the Timberwolves decisively sent him away.

A rupture of the anterior cruciate ligament of the knee is the injury that most affects a player's condition, other than a rupture of the Achilles tendon.

Fortunately, although Jefferson has lost his speed and explosive power, he still has his offensive skills.

Facing Hibbert, who was 10 centimeters taller than himself, Jefferson was not afraid at all. He kept shaking, faced Hibbert directly, and shot a fadeaway jumper.

"clang!"

The basketball bounced out of the frame, but Laga Bell ran over from the bottom corner and grabbed a valuable offensive rebound.

"Oops!"

George was distracted for a moment and allowed his opponent to grab an offensive rebound, but he reacted quickly and immediately guessed that his opponent was planning to pass the ball inside again and decisively came in to steal it.

Jefferson received a ground pass from his teammate and was about to attack when he felt a figure flash in front of him. As soon as his hand was empty, the basketball was snatched away by George.

"What?!"

At the moment when Jefferson was shocked, George was already dribbling the ball and running towards the frontcourt.

"Quick attack!"

Collison reacted quickly and turned around to participate in the fast break.

Harris followed a few steps, trying to force George to stop, but George jumped up high and passed the basketball in his hand.

Collison caught the ball and made a layup.

"Dang, swish!"

Accurate basketball shooting.

"0-2."

The Pacers scored first, and the fans at the scene immediately cheered.

"Blow them up!"

"Crush 'em, horse-walkers!"

Qi Tian, ​​who was sitting on the sidelines, was a little surprised. Today's fans were much more enthusiastic than the previous home fans.

Price, who was next to him, saw his doubts and pointed out directly:

"They are not our people. Didn't you see that they don't even wear jerseys?"

"Then they still shout so fiercely?"

Price curled his lips and said:

"They just want to see the Jazz lose, no matter who the opponent is."

"So extreme?"

After hearing Qi Tian's question, Price smiled slightly and retorted:

"That's not the case. These people are probably the purest fans. They don't buy tickets specifically for any team's games. Instead, they just come over and scold the teams they hate."

"Actually, basketball is just a spice to their lives. They can also vent their stress by scolding the teams they hate."

"Okay."

Only then did Qi Tian realize that he really couldn't understand the thoughts of some fans. He shook his head and could only turn his head to look at the court.

The Jazz mainly play the twin towers inside, Millsap and Jefferson. The offensive role of the outside players is not big. Although the defense is not strong due to physical limitations, but with the inside guarantee, the pressure on the outside players is greatly reduced, even if they are 196 meters tall.

Centimeter, Laga Bell, who was defending George, did not appear to be obviously out of position.

Granger hit a jump shot, Jefferson got the rebound, and West went up to fight for it, but the referee called a foul.

Harris used Millsap's pick-and-roll to stop and shoot a jumper in front of Collison.

"Whoosh!"

The basketball made a hollow shot to help the Jazz take the lead.

"7-6."

"The offense wasn't playing smoothly."

Vogel looked at the timer on the sidelines. Four minutes had passed in the first quarter, and the scores of both teams were still in single digits, which was not as high as the score.

The main reason for this situation is that the two teams have very similar interior compositions, a big center with slow feet and a power forward with sufficient offensive ability and good defense.

A squatting center is very unfriendly to breakthrough players, while a power forward with nimble feet can sweep away the mid-range positions...

"We can only rely on outside lines."

Vogel had just focused his attention on the outside players, and Al Jefferson's hard attack inside caused George's foul.

"Dudu!"

The referee blew the whistle and sent Jefferson to the free throw line.

"Oops!"

George saw clearly that the referee was referring to him and was immediately frustrated. The fans on the sidelines were also annoyed.

Before five minutes had passed in the first quarter, George had already committed two fouls.

"Apply for substitution..."

Vogel quickly prepared to replace George, and with a thought in his heart, he fired up Qi Tian.

"Be more decisive in your outside shots!"

Waiting for Jefferson's opportunity to make a free throw, Vogel whispered to Qi Tian.

"clear!"

Qi Tian nodded, high-fived George as he came off the court, and walked outside the three-point line.

Big centers like Jefferson in the Jazz and Hibbert in the Pacers would have been wildly targeted by small guards in the three-point era, but in 2012, they were still standard equipment for most teams.

Hayward stood around the free throw line, ready to grab a rebound, with disdain flashing in his eyes.

He only relied on his strength to get into the starting position in the second half of his rookie season. You know, the Jazz's starting small forward at that time was the famous all-around forward Kirilenko.

Now that I saw a rookie from Qi Tian replacing George, I thought it was the Pacers who replaced George early and planned to give up the first quarter.

Jefferson made one of two free throws to help the team lead by two points.

"Come!"

Collison called the pick-and-roll as usual, and when West pulled down the defense, he suddenly passed to Hibbert under the basket.

Hibbert turned around and scored on a throw.

"8-8."

Harris followed suit and assisted Jefferson in scoring in return.

"Give me!"

Granger asked for the ball from the high post and then hit Hayward alone.

After finally getting a chance to defend his opponent alone, Hayward also raised his fighting spirit and faced him.

To Granger's surprise, although Hayward is white, his athletic ability is not bad at all. Granger's several breakthroughs were unsuccessful.

He gritted his teeth and stepped back to shoot a jump shot.

"clang!"

The basketball jumped out of the hoop.

Millsap picked off the rebound and turned it over to Hayward.

"Quick attack!"

What surprised Granger even more was that Hayward held the ball and prepared for a fast break.

The accident did not stop. Hayward tried his best and failed to catch up with the running Hayward!

Hayward turned his head and looked at Granger behind him. With his legs strong, he jumped high into the air, his right hand stretched out like a full moon, and he dunked successfully.

"12-8."

After a successful dunk, Hayward slapped his chest hard and roared angrily at the camera outside the baseline.

He has been looked down upon since he was a child because of his white identity. Even after entering the NBA, the contempt never stopped.

"Since Charles Cooper was drafted in 1950, basketball has gradually become a paradise for black people. White people can only watch as black people gradually replace them and become the new overlord of the NBA..."

Hayward was tired of hearing this. He knew that only his own performance could be a powerful counterattack against those people.

Speed? I have it.

Dunk? I can do that too.

There are black people and white people.