basketball never sleeps

Chapter 162

"The score is about to be overtaken. Old Pat has been looking at us. Are you sure you don't want to play?" Feeling the murderous aura, Wade's eyelids involuntarily twitched, and he quickly reached out and patted Mo Mo next to him.

smell.

"Yawn~"

"Why are you so anxious? It's you who's hurt, I'm the one who's tired, and he's the one who's anxious. We are a whole, and everyone has their own tasks. Don't get confused."

Mo Wen casually lay back on his seat, turning a blind eye to the serious situation on the court. According to the arrangements scheduled before the game, he covered himself with a towel and enjoyed his rest time with peace of mind.

In the last game, Mo Wen wasted no effort in hoping that Wade and O'Neal would step up in the final quarter. If he had known from the beginning that he was going to play a single-core game to the end, he wouldn't have spent all his energy in the middle two quarters.

Basketball requires passion, perseverance, patience, and even more brainpower. Otherwise, if you have to work hard to win every time, Mo Wen will not be able to hold on in the dungeon.

Taiwanese films all know that there is a break between scenes. If you don’t fast forward and take one shot to the end, it will be too much for you no matter how good your body is.

Back in the second quarter, Mo Wen only played 4 minutes and kept the score intact, so he took a timeout and took a rest.

After Mo Wen came off the court, the Heat, as expected, recovered the point difference little by little at a rate of 2 points per minute, and even completed the lead.

Artest clenched his fists excitedly and nodded fiercely.

There was a slight vibrato in Artest's voice, and a look of surprise that was both crying and laughing appeared on his tough and numb face.

Jackson's talent is good, but he has no obvious advantages in terms of strength, weight, or skills, and sometimes he gets stuck.

He observed very carefully. Mo Wen seldom took the initiative to attack today. Just when Jackson wanted to throw a black elbow, he gave him an arm and controlled the intensity of the confrontation. There should be no big problem.

"Alonzo doesn't have problems in just one game. Give it to me quickly. Damn it, do you want to see me howling in pain on the court later?"

"Are they... calling me?"

No matter how strong Mo Wen is in singles, can he be stronger than Danzi?

Unfortunately, Mo Wen's eyes happened to glance over at this time, and the two looked at each other. Mo Wen seemed to understand something, smiled evilly, and then nodded slightly at him.

"I'm afraid of him. Haha, I let him go because he's weak. Otherwise, the Heat's Big Three would all have to go to the hospital now."

It wasn't until he felt that he was almost rested that Mo Wen came back with Da Zhi, who had not played in the previous quarter.

He really didn't understand why these teammates were cowering.

"If you're so insistent, there's nothing I can do about it, Rick——" the team doctor drawled, turning his head to ask Carlisle head-on.

Glancing sideways at Carlisle who was calm next to him, the team doctor frowned.

Mo Wen had proven many times before that Jackson couldn't defend him alone.

Artai's face twitched, then he raised his head and emboldened himself, and replied with an arrogant expression.

Reggie Miller also gritted his teeth in anger because of Mo Wen's appearance.

"Play? Didn't I say that you need to rest now to recover as soon as possible?"

Kenyon Dulin usually imitates Mo Wen's playing style in the team. In the regular season, Mo Wen played as a substitute for 11 minutes, and his shooting and organization were at a qualified level. But today, he really can't imitate Mo Wen in this mode.

But Artest still shook his head.

Mo Wen: Three-pointer? How did you know I was going to shoot a three-pointer?

Miller: This is my horse! Get out of here!

The Heat brought Da Zhi on to replace Mourning. In addition to further opening up space for Mo Wen, the Heat also wanted to find fast break opportunities in the transition between offense and defense.

As soon as he returned to the court, Mo Wen Yangshou hit a long three-pointer. The cold basketball ruthlessly penetrated into the hearts of every Pacers fan.

Unless you really can't survive, who would be willing to leave a familiar team and familiar teammates?

"Give me painkillers, the team needs me to play in the second half!" Artest approached the team doctor on the sidelines and stretched out his hand in front of him.

There was also a faint voice of "We need Artest!" from the audience on the sidelines.

"But painkillers are not good for your body. You have a ready-made example in front of you." The team doctor pouted in Mourning's direction.

The one inside is our basket. Do you want to try it?

At the same time, Artest suddenly felt a lot of eyes on him on the bench.

Of course, the most outrageous thing was his celebration. During the replay, Mo Wen came to Miller, raised his hand to guide, and introduced a wave of Heat's backcourt baskets from the air.

In the previous few games, Mo Wen's statistics did not seem to have much ups and downs under Artest's defense. Many people thought that Artest was probably retired and not worthy of DPOY, but compared with Mo Wen's performance in the first quarter

, Taizi is clearly back from further training!

At halftime, Heat 56:52 Pacers.

"Recuperate? If you continue to recuperate... we will definitely lose!" Seeing that Carlisle had no objection, Artest was convinced.

However, his willful behavior later disappointed the Yincheng fans, and the reputation also took a turn for the worse.

If he hadn't turned around in the end, if Reggie Miller hadn't bowed, and if Larry Bird hadn't endorsed him as a guarantee, let alone his return to the starting lineup, he would probably have been booed by the home fans even if he appeared on the roster.

Artest's hand shook for a moment, then he retracted it slightly and then stretched it out forcefully in front of the team doctor.

"Give it to him, the team really needs him." Carlisle breathed out and turned to look at Artest. "You only have 15 minutes of playing time."

Do you really think he was frightened?

"The team has Stephen to step up. It's not the critical moment yet, so you should try your best to rest." The team doctor advised earnestly.

Most of the momentum that the Pacers had just built up was instantly lost.

"Aren't you afraid that he will continue to fuck you?" The team doctor saw that the dissuasion was ineffective and could only use his ultimate move. "If you are trying to fight against him, the painkillers will only cause you to suffer more damage. Wait until the effect of the medicine wears off.

"

The ball seemed to have made a hole in the ceiling of Conseco Arena, and the cold wind that had not yet faded from spring was pouring into the arena.

Jackson only had the ring in his donut, while Mo Wen had as many holes in the bread.

Besides, they are still 3 points ahead.

Artest said impatiently, looking towards the court.

Damn bastard, you actually used your eyes to scare him.

Back then, Danzi only escaped two disasters from the walkers because he had better luck.

In the few 4 minutes left in the second quarter, Mo Wen broke fast when he had the chance and played in isolations when he didn't have the chance. He was not able to open up the score as quickly as he did in the first half, but he also re-established 4 points before midfield.

advantages.

The decisive victory in the first round helped him reverse a lot of criticism, but he can still feel the alienation from this city.

The perspective returns to the court.

Mo Wen scored 25 points, 8 assists, 7 rebounds, 3 steals and 1 block.

The Pacers fans, who were originally immersed in the joy of taking the lead, saw Mo Wen return to the court, and the noise in the entire arena immediately dropped by 20 decibels.

The Heat with or without Mo Wen are completely two teams. Although Kenyon Dulin, who replaced Mo Wen, has played for 5 years, he entered the playoffs for the first time this year. He is also the only Heat player without a season.

Players with post-game experience.

The battle at Auburn Hills did not make him disliked, but made Indiana fans full of sympathy for him. After all, if you really want to find fault with Artest's actions, there is nothing wrong with him. It is normal for someone to throw a drink at him and beat him back.

After returning from the break in the second half, just when everyone was still guessing what points Mo Wen would score at the end of the game, Mo Wen exploded again and increased the number of shots.

In the first half of the third quarter, Mo Wen took advantage of the fact that the Pacers focused on defending the two highly efficient areas of the basket and three-point area. He guarded against loosening in the mid-range and long two-point areas, and then began to change in the mid-range.

Jump shot.

He made 6 consecutive shots and hit all 6 shots.

Before the three quarters were over, Mo Wen's score had already reached 38 points, 12 rebounds and 10 assists.

(End of chapter)