basketball never sleeps

Chapter 171 Charon fell!

The excitement of the first quarter of the Eastern Conference Finals exceeded people's expectations, but the subsequent trend did not exceed everyone's pre-game expectations.

The two teams took the lead alternately, and the score was quite tight.

Back in the second half, O'Pang came on again and played for half a quarter but failed to widen the point difference.

Rasheed, who had not played much on the offensive end before, felt very good today. He made 3 of 3 three-pointers in the first half of the third quarter and withstood the impact of Ofat's return.

But after O'Pang came off the court, the Pistons were unable to open up the score because Mo Wen also made several difficult magic shots under strong defense.

It’s all about luck!

It was really not easy to play this game. In Mo Wen’s impression, the series between the Heat and the Pistons in history was a back-and-forth series even though they lost in the end. If Wade and O’Path hadn’t been injured, they would have almost lost.

Can carry the Five Tigers away.

I don’t know which part of the team went wrong, but with the Heat’s performance today, if I left him, I’d probably be beaten at halftime.

Could it be said that the NBA also has an ELO mechanism to keep the number of gangsters and big brothers constant?

So, is it still too late for him to get around now?

Fortunately, in order to limit the double-teaming of Mo Wen, who scored 19 points in the half, the Pistons relaxed their vigilance against Wade and gave him several easy offensive opportunities. After three consecutive goals, the Pistons turned around and came back to find Wade.

I can't help it.

He returned to Miami with the team twice during the regular season, and his teammates were very considerate and gave him many opportunities to take action.

This was not the first time he heard this cry.

The tactical board was placed in front of Butler, and Larry Brown didn't even bother to take out his pen.

This is the benefit of a multi-star team. If you switch to a single-core team, as long as the core is locked, if you want to regain your form, you can only fight hard and rely on hard operations.

Without restrictions, it's hard to imagine how many points he could have scored tonight.

Others only have the main mission, but he is different. He also has a [only hidden mission] in his hand.

When multiple stars partner up, it doesn't matter even if they are not in good condition. Just like a few remaining health players in the canyon, as long as they pull together well, the team battle will still be won.

But what Butler didn't know was that ever since he stared at Mo Wen with malicious eyes, Mo Wen had watched every move he made.

"My physical strength is better, coach. I will do everything possible to prevent him from dying."

Only a few brothers who had worked together before, including Wade and Rasul, would still say hello to him.

Butler is very smart, he knows what the team needs, and he is willing to do anything for the team, including defense, cuts, screens, blocking, switching defenses, and he does not shirk the dirty work.

However, seeing as Prince's physical strength is not very good, it is estimated that he will have time to come on as a substitute later.

Larry Brown walked back to the coaching bench with satisfaction and waved to him to follow him.

The Heat are suitable to defend Hamilton in terms of size and speed. Apart from Rasul, they are Mo Wen and Wade. However, Mo Wen and Wade are obviously not suitable to spend their energy on chasing and defending, so they can only suffer.

Rasul.

Therefore, the players are still not working hard enough, or in other words, they are not ruthless enough.

"Uh...yeah, I think I can."

Cole raised his forehead and instinctively felt that this topic might be a trap. After thinking for a while, he slowly said, "Of course not, after all, those two brought me three rings, and they can only give me

Bring a great game.”

There was anger in his heart and a cold light in his eyes.

"It must be that these two young men are stronger, after all, they have stopped playing basketball now." Cole said, touching his chin.

"MVP!"

His instincts, trained through thousands of games, have made him quite sensitive.

On the court, Mo Wen once again used a double pick-and-roll to hit a three-pointer, helping the Heat take the lead again.

The Pacers let Mo Wen score high points, just as a backdrop, but if the Pistons let him, a player who was traded, score high points and win the game, his stupid brother would probably have a hard time being decent.

's left.

Who would have thought that the "smart and easy-to-use tool man" could quickly grow to what it is today.

On the inside, after Mo Wen and Wade alternately fouled each of the Wallace brothers, the duo's movements became more restrained as they committed four fouls in all three quarters.

"Our front line was severely damaged by him, and internal and external coordination was in a mess."

"MVP!"

Wade's style of playing with his cards right but you just can't guard them just left them helpless, and Mo Wen's unfettered movement and precise identification of defensive holes made them even more uncomfortable.

The former scoring champion of the NCAA Big East Division turned into a blue-collar figure under the guidance of his teammates and coaches.

Turning his head to look at Dumas, who was a little numb, Herb Brown sighed. He was sure that Dumas would not take the blame for Larry Brown again.

And this is not what makes him frustrated and jealous the most, what makes him feel frustrated and jealous the most is——

"You should still care about yourself and think about how to explain to Riley that you can't run in three quarters." Wade snorted coldly, not to be outdone.

"Are you looking down on Superman? If it hadn't been for this damn injury, no, it was damn Wilson (the team doctor) who stopped him, maybe the game would have been over by now." Ao Fat rolled his eyes.

He was not able to inherit even the sixth man's position abandoned by Mo Wen.

Larry Brown stood on the sidelines with his mouth pursed and his fists clenched, still trying hard to maintain his handsome demeanor in front of the camera.

It had to be said that he was convinced that Mowen βzizi did it on purpose.

"He's not a simple guy, coach, you know, so I need more playing time."

"Being able to score 30 points in front of the man-eating Pistons defense, maybe this is why Riley used me to trade this guy..."

"Time is not a problem. I know this is your contract year. If you can perform well in this game, I guarantee that your playing time will not be shortened in the future."

"Are you two okay? If not, I'll take a rest first. Anyway, you have to rely on me in the end." Before returning to the court, Mo Wen put his arms around Wade and O'Pang's necks and teased.

Today he is responsible for guarding Hamilton. If Hamilton doesn't rest, he won't get any results.

Playing without the ball is not as simple as just running. Your teammates will help you pick and roll, and your opponent will naturally delay you.

Butler looked at the Heat's No. 1 position, which was heavily circled in red on the tactical board. The dense and chaotic lines extending out made him feel like he would explode if he took one more look at it.

On the surface, Mo Wen seemed to be misfiring, but Butler, who was standing in front of Mo Wen, became impatient.

Larry Brown patted Butler on the back, and a smile finally appeared on his gloomy face.

A familiar voice came from behind, making Caron Butler tremble.

Not to mention that the performance exceeded the one that surprised Miami and made Detroit regretful.

The Pistons still took the initiative on the scene, but everyone could see that the Pistons didn't have any particularly good way to deal with the Heat duo.

After thinking about it, he turned his attention to Caron Butler on the bench.

Sexy point guard, serving online.

The Heat's bench, which is dominated by veterans and shooters, is not easy to deal with a physical team like the Pistons.

He still remembered Riley's angry mood after he informed him that he had been traded. From the warmest city to the coldest city, the unwilling anger was once the source of motivation for him to forge ahead.

He was very confident that there was nothing wrong with his tactics, but Mo Wen just couldn't be defended.

Larry Brown was not satisfied with this answer. He patted Butler's shoulder with one hand and asked pointedly:

"I mean, in terms of strength, don't talk about useless things." Buckley flattened his lips and waved his hands.

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During the break after the third quarter, Mo Wen, who was sitting on the bench, squeezed his legs as if they were filled with lead. His ankles also moved up and down from time to time to stretch the ligaments.

19 points in one game and 22 points in one game.

He was originally developing in the 3D direction, but under the education of Larry Brown, he lost the 3 and was left with only D, and then his playing time was cut to very little.

"You are a smart boy."

In the fourth quarter, Mo Wen, who was running low on power, returned to the organization.

For these 30 points in three quarters, I almost exhausted all my energy.

But he knew his own strength very well. Even he couldn't compete with Prince. If Prince couldn't guard him, he would probably have no chance.

Today I found that it felt pretty good and I got a little excited, so I took out the desperate flow style in the dungeon.

Adjust, of course, adjust.

Butler asked softly.

Leaning on the back of a chair with a familiar texture, Caron Butler found it difficult to describe his current mood.

"Just do whatever it takes?"

Unless that person is good enough.

"Coach, you mean... by any means necessary?"

His past life experience allowed him to figure out Larry Brown's thoughts without much effort.

With Mo Wen's connection, the Heat's offensive focus was seamlessly transferred from Mo Wen to O'Brien and Wade.

Bouncing up from his seat, Butler's eyes instantly changed from dazed to excited.

Of course, he is not the most tired in the Heat lineup. The one who suffers the most is Rasul, who is out of breath next to him.

He just said that Mo Wen holding the ball too much would harm the team, but today Mo Wen gave him a top-notch performance without the ball.

On the big screen above the stadium, his cold and handsome face was displayed on one side, and only two large numbers [30] were posted on the other side.

But the key is that he has called 4 timeouts for Mo Wen today.

"Caron is down!"

This kind of performance in a slow-paced team like the Pistons is definitely outstanding.

The game ends in 3 minutes.

"Steve, how do you think these two guys from the Heat compare to the outside combination you played with?" In the studio, Barkley asked the guest Cole next to him.

"After sitting for half a quarter, your body is not rusty. If you are allowed to play later, can you do better than Tyshawn?"

Isn't this enough?

Caron Butler met Larry Brown's eyes with some confusion.

Mo Wen couldn't predict that kind of black hand that was just a brain twitch, but for this kind of deliberate conspiracy...

For a player in a contract year, the lack of data is quite fatal. Fortunately, his agent is a sensible person. He went to Billups to treat him to a meal, and then changed his direction of development and asked him to sit down.

Secured the position of substitute.

This is already Mowen's 8 points in the third quarter.

"Any ideas?"

There was no other way, Butler could only lie dormant and wait for the opportunity to come.

Especially in the playoffs, players without the ball have no human rights. If they are deliberately tripped or pulled down hard, the referee will rarely blow the whistle.

He wanted to play well to prove Riley was wrong and make Miami regret it.

As soon as Herb Brown finished speaking, Mo Wen once again used a reverse run, cut inside through the screen, and easily completed the basket and scored before Ben's return defense arrived. His brows were twisted into a knot.

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"We still have to find a way to restrain Mo, Larry."

In Detroit, the Pistons' starting five are the real stars, and no one cares who the sixth man is.

Butler's eyes flickered twice, then he looked back at Mo Wen, who was waving to the fans on the sidelines, lowered his head and gritted his teeth and followed.

The Heat's new DJ doesn't even know he was a player who played for the Heat for two years.

But in less than a year, no one in Miami remembers him.

The outside defense is not as tough as imagined in front of the Heat's outside twin stars.

Are you willing?

How could someone who was working as a gangster at the age of 14, became a father at the age of 16, and successfully counterattacked at the age of 18 by attending a junior college with $5,000 in financial support from a D dealer? How could he be willing to do so?

But reality is no fairy tale.

"MVP!"

"Caron fell again!"

"Why did Caron fall again?"

"It's on the stretcher, Caron will really collapse!"

I failed the challenge and was fascinated by my own book.

(End of chapter)