basketball never sleeps

Chapter 180 Do you have to have a blood feud to become famous?

Author: I feel restless while bathing

Chapter 180 Do you have to have a blood feud to become famous?

Just being knocked down once didn't have much impact on Parker.

"Little Sports Car" gritted his teeth and made up his mind. If Mo Wen dared to treat him so rudely again, he would use his embroidery needle on Mo Wen... ah no, it's an embroidery knife!

On the court, the Spurs' offensive possession.

Parker acted as if nothing had happened, still running tactics rigorously and thoughtfully.

When it comes to discipline, the Spurs should be the best team in the entire league.

Not only on the defensive end, this team's plan on the offensive end is also very clear.

Duncan mentioned the top of the arc. After Parker and Ginobili crossed paths on the right side, the ball was passed to Ginobili. After Ginobili threw the ball to Duncan, he accelerated and cut in from the front left. At the same time, Parker moved.

After sinking into the bottom corner, he then ran back, while Nazr, the center, silently raised his hand, preparing to cover for Parker.

The cover was very subtle, and Mo Wen was stopped without noticing for a moment.

Duncan dealt the card at the right time. After receiving the ball, Parker, who had gained space to cut in, did not forcefully challenge O'Fatty who was squatting inside. Instead, he imitated Duncan's mid-range rebound shot and barely made a hit.

The tactics ran very smoothly, but there was a slight flaw when Parker finished the game.

This year's Parker has become somewhat famous for attacking the inside, but he still lacks accuracy in the mid-range.

In this year's Western Conference Finals, Parker's free throw percentage was less than 60%, which is quite abstract for a defender.

His shooting percentage at the basket is higher than that of many centers. However, including his three-pointers and amateur-level free throws, his true shooting percentage is less than 50%!

Back in the offensive round, Mo Wen held the ball and looked for Wade's cover, but Parker, who had suffered a loss, did not blindly change defense, and when Mo Wen saw the opportunity, he stepped directly to the line and shot a three-pointer without hesitation.

Swish——

High-end players only need simple movements.

6:7.

Popovich, who was standing on the sidelines, frowned as he saw Parker's dilemma on the defensive end.

Both Wade and Mo Wen have the ability to defeat Parker alone.

But asking Parker to defend Rasul is nonsense. Rasul is 2.01cm tall and can definitely shoot against the 185cm Parker's defense or squeeze in and cut.

It stands to reason that a player whose offensive efficiency is not high and whose defense is being targeted must be replaced, but now the Spurs' advancement rhythm relies heavily on Parker. With Parker, they can still play fast break counterattacks. Without Parker, they can't compete with the Heat.

Efficiency means pure delivery.

On the court, the Spurs counterattacked, and Parker and Ginobili were seen unable to get out of the wide open space, and the ball was finally handed to Duncan.

Duncan hit high from the mid-range. After a few simple feints, he seized O'Fa's defensive gap and scored again with his basic skills and small throw.

Wade turned around and caught the ball from Parker. After being defended by the inside, he passed the ball to Haslem on the outside and made a mid-range shot.

8:9.

Tonight, the players from both teams were extremely hot. In less than three minutes after the game started, both teams were on the verge of double figures.

The fans on the sidelines were excited to watch, but this was not a situation the Spurs wanted to see.

Because this kind of efficiency is not achieved by fast breaks, the rhythm of the game is not brought up.

Facts have proved that Popovich was right. After experiencing the climax of the opening game, the two teams gradually fell back to normal levels, and the point difference gradually widened.

Although Duncan is a top super giant, his offensive efficiency is not particularly high. His shooting percentage at the basket is good, but the proportion of his shots at the basket only accounts for 40% of the total shots. Although the 45° rebound shot is classic, it does not hit the ball.

The rate is actually not much higher than the nagging fadeaway jumper. In terms of offensive efficiency, Wade can match him.

As for Ginobili, he is bald and combines sudden shooting with an efficiency that is not inferior to Mo Wen, but unfortunately he cannot digest a lot of ball rights like Mo Wen. In terms of physical fitness, he is better than Mo Wen now.

Quite a bit different.

As for Parker...

Here we must also mention an important contributor who can help the Heat take the lead - Tyronn Lue.

After Lu Zi came on to replace Rasul in the middle of the first quarter, he completed his mission well - to watch Parker die.

Lu Zi, who was supposed to shine as an Eagle, has been depressed since he was lured to the Heat by Riley.

The Heat have no shortage of people who can control the ball. His size is a standard defensive black hole in front of normal people. In addition, his shooting is mediocre, so he can only look at the water dispenser.

The outside media initially wondered why the Heat would put the regular-season water cooler mascot on the roster. All doubts were resolved in this game.

Although Lu Zi left a classic one-step background when he faced off with Iverson, we cannot ignore the fact that he left the legend of "Iverson's nemesis" in the basketball world.

Well, to be honest, Lu Zi didn't guard Iverson to death at all in that series. He just kept the AI ​​behind him without allowing zone defense. He did a pretty good job of limiting the AI's ability to catch the ball.

, it only liberates Kobe to a certain extent, when the AI ​​has the ball in its hands

At this time, the shooting rate depends more on the AI ​​itself - really speaking of limitations, that is, the "Three Musketeers" of the Bucks in the Eastern Conference Finals that year did a good job, and together they limited Iverson's shooting rate to less than 35%.

Assisted Iverson to hit 143 irons in 7 games, and Uncle Mu scored 109 rebounds in 7 games.

Closer to home, even though there are NH rules now, it does not prevent Lu Zi from guarding Parker very well.

The nicknames "little sports car" and "little top" have clearly explained Parker's technical characteristics - floor flow.

Unlike Wade and Iverson, who like to rush in and face strong blows, Parker rarely looks for physical confrontation after breaking through. He either uses fake moves to shake off the defender, or uses silky

Use the spinning top to turn around and throw away the defender. If these two methods fail, pass it out or look for Duncan.

Lu Zi may not have as much experience as Mo Wen, but when it comes to speed and flexibility, few in the league can surpass him. Moreover, he has some experience in the finals and has no stage fright. He brought great excitement to Parker as soon as he came on the court.

Big trouble.

Mo Wen originally wanted to have fun with Parker, but who would have thought that he couldn't even pass Lu Zi's test.

Exquisite skills can earn you praise, but if you want to indulge in flowers, you still have to look at talent.

Popovich saw this in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. He complained to the referee when something happened, but Lu Zi made an overstep and violated Parker's cylinder.

But the referee was not willing to pay attention to him.

When you say this, why don't you first look at Bowen over there who is wrestling with Mo Wen?

Yes, Uncle Bao did not bully others because of Master Mo's reputation. He still defended with the same intensity and intensity as before.

Because that's how he survives on the court.

After being beaten, Bowen actually wanted to change his ways...even if it was temporary.

But Popovich woke him up by scolding him.

In addition to defense, he can shoot a fixed-point three-pointer from the corner, but this is obviously not enough to keep him firmly in the Spurs' starting lineup.

And you may not believe it, but Mo Wen made the first move today!

The great man said it well: avoid past mistakes and avoid future ones, cure diseases and save people, catch the early ones and catch the small ones, and guard against the subtle ones.

I won't offend others unless they offend me. There is nothing wrong with the logic, but you know that he is going to do something bad, and you let him do it, and then come back with revenge after he does it - what kind of stupid brain circuit is this?

Do you have to have a blood feud to become famous?

It’s small, it’s small!

Do as the Romans do when you come to the United States. When you come to the United States, you have to learn the tricks of the Yankees, such as washing powder, which is obviously an evil and dangerous chemical weapon!

If you don’t have cards, you can still play by making cards out of thin air!

What's more, for an outlaw maniac like Uncle Bao, every player he messed with could just put together a deck of cards and defeat them.

Of course, Mo Wen also controlled the scale. While ensuring that he was not harmed, he did not give Uncle Bao a hard meal at the beginning.

It's not that I'm worried about the sanctions from the referee or the league, it's mainly that I'm afraid that if I can't kill this guy, I'll make him scared and then change the target and go to other teammates.

The first quarter was okay. Although the Heat also had a lead, it was not much, so Bowen and Popovich were not so anxious yet.

34:28.

The Heat only led by 6 points.

Considering that the Heat's Big Three are close to playing at full capacity, they only lead by 6 points, which is actually not much.

But in the second quarter, the Heat began to rotate, and when the Spurs planned to chase points, the point difference not only did not narrow, but widened, which made the master and apprentice a little anxious.

Because the one who led the Heat to widen the point difference was Mo Wen, who was obsessed with confrontation in the first quarter.

Mo Wen led Da Zhi, Mourning, Damon Jones, and Rasul as role players. They originally thought that if they succeeded in stabilizing the score, who could have imagined that these players stood in the finals for the first time and not only did they not have stage fright.

, and they all voted.

Mo Wen breaks through to attract the defense and then distributes it, which is an assist.

The Heat scored 5 three-pointers in 5 minutes, giving the Spurs a full game.

Bowen, who had always been dealt damage at A range by Mo Wenka, finally couldn't help but rise up to resist and wanted to make a big splash.

But by this time the referee had had enough.

From Bowen's point of view, he has always been unilaterally dealt with by Mo Wen, with basically no effective resistance.

But in the eyes of the referee, the two were fighting hand-to-hand.

In particular, the two of them would make quite dangerous moves from time to time, such as swinging their elbows, raising their knees, shadowless feet, and Tathagata palms.

Although most of the time he missed or was dodged just like in the show, he was still frightened when he watched from the side.

Seeing the referee warning again, Mo Wen was not in a hurry. He wanted to continue playing until the end of the game.

No, just let off the pressure first?

As for how to relieve pressure...

"ah--!"

As Bowen waved his elbow, Mo Wen followed the elbow and fell to the ground.

Then he covered his left breast with a painful expression... No, if his elbow touched it, it should have been his right breast!

The lonely Uncle Bao who elbowed him looked at Mo Wen who fell to the ground in shock.

Did he hit his elbow? It felt like being hit on a newspaper. It shouldn't be!

"Oh, Mo fell to the ground. It seems like it was Bruce who did it again. Looking at the replay...it was him! Farke, as I said just now, this bastard must not be able to resist the level of confrontation just now."

In the commentary room, Buckley said with a look of disgust on his face. He was not opposed to confrontation, but from the fight between Mo Wen and him just now, he realized that the confrontation between the two was a bit too much, especially Bowen, whose actions became more and more aggressive.

, and has even begun to deviate from the shape of basketball itself.

"I think he should run away now. Mo will definitely teach him a lesson when he wakes up!"

Toot toot—

The referee ran over like a hot wheel.

He quickly stopped between the two of them, mainly because he was afraid that Mo Wen would be impulsive and hit Bowen.

"Boy, I warned you just now, your actions have gone too far!"

The referee looked nervously at Mo Wen, who was getting up slowly, and made a gesture to Bowen as a first-level criminal.

"No, sir, I didn't, he was diving!"

This time Bowen showed his true feelings and showed his hands, his face full of surprise, grievance, confusion, and a little bit of anger.

"Are you questioning my professionalism? Go back before you make things worse! I can see clearly that it's your problem. Put away your clown tricks!"

The referee shouted the whistle and retorted firmly. When he saw Mo Wen getting up, he poked his chest hard with his finger and pushed him back.

"If you keep talking nonsense, you will be punished!"

"Are you okay, Mo?"

The referee asked with great concern. Of course, he actually wanted to push him away from Bowen for fear of causing another incident.

"I'm fine, I just hope my bones aren't broken."

Mo Wen looked at Bowen from a distance with a cold look.

"He has been punished... I hope you can stay calm and understand." The referee said with nervous eyes.

"I think you saw it, that was a pretty bad injury, sir." Mo Wen pointed at Bowen's flying elbow on the big screen, emphasizing the seriousness of the problem again and again.

"Oh, of course, so I called him a flagrant foul. In fact, I can just call a common foul, you know? After all, I have warned you both just now, and you are also responsible, Mo!"

The referee was not that easy to fool, so Mo Wen had no choice but to give up. He could only pretend that the matter was unfinished, and just put the account down.

"Is Bruce... so strong?" Ajan and Melon were both a little confused in the audience.

They had played against the Spurs several times, and they were all defended by Bowen. But in terms of defensive "pressure", although Bowen's black hands and feet were disgusting, they were far from Mo Wen's kind of moisturizing and silent tactics.

The extent is right.

Why have you become so strong today? Mo Wen even gave this old silver coin to his elbow?

Could it be said that Bowen is the real hidden boss in the league?

"Something feels weird?"

Bosh rubbed his chin, watching Mo Wen high-five his teammates and stand on the free throw line, and finally remembered what was wrong.

"I see, why are the Heat players so unresponsive?"

As the core of the Heat on the court, Mo Wen was hit by an elbow. His teammates did not immediately rush to help him. So Dazhi and Rasul pretended to be the same and came over to stand behind Mo Wen. This...

··It’s not reasonable at all.

He turned his head and glanced at Milicic next to him. This guy also had a calm look on his face, completely different from when he stood up for Ray Allen.

Noticing Bosh's gaze, Milicic pursed his lips, looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, then leaned over and said in a low voice:

"Brother Mo, you can't bring him down without a sneak attack. Moreover, even if he falls to the ground, he won't scream... He will only do this under one situation..."

"Ah?...Ah! It turned out to be a lie...Uh-huh~" Bosh was halfway through his words when Milicic covered his mouth.

"That's not a lie. You know, if his skin is normal, it would be difficult to receive fair treatment, so some methods are necessary!"

Milicic said very seriously.

Bosh was silent for two seconds and then changed to a complex look of admiration.

"As expected of my college roommate, he can say shameless things in such a refreshing and well-founded way!"

If Mo Wen were next to Bosh, he would definitely spit on him.

You slander me, you slander me!

You touch the conscience of A Zhan next to you and say, buddy, is this called flopping?

I play so aggressively, why do I still need to dive? I never dive!

What? Arjan is the first person in Heat history to be fined for flopping?

That's okay.

In fact, flopping is also a part of basketball.

When Mo Wen took a free throw, the Spurs signaled a substitution, and they replaced Bowen with "Big Dog" Glenn Robinson.

"Coach, I really didn't elbow him!" Bowen returned to the bench and felt aggrieved and wanted to cry.

"I know." Popovich sighed helplessly. He had been staring at the two of them clearly, especially the way Mo Wen covered his head in the wrong position after falling to the ground.

[If your elbow touches you, I won’t replace you. Then that kid will definitely attack you soon. Once he does, he will be suspended from the game. It’s a pity...] Popovich thought to himself.

"Then...give me a little more time, I can find a chance!"

Bowen said softly.

"I believe you, but I believe even more that he can kill you before you take action. I told you that if you can't solve the problem at once, you will be the one in trouble."

As Popovich spoke, he raised his head and met Mo Wen's eyes.

Mo Wen showed him a seemingly hearty smile and wiped his neck as if wiping sweat.

Provocation, damn it! This is definitely provocation!

How could there be such a bastard for protesting despite being given an advantage?!

"Are you really confident you can handle him, Bruce?"

Bowen's athletic ability is not very strong, and Wade, who likes to play inside when chasing without the ball, is not a good choice.

Bowen opened his mouth, "Didn't you ask me to guard against Mo Wen?"

In the first quarter, he tested out that Mo Wen's skills were superior to his. If it weren't for life, who would want to provoke someone who couldn't be offended on and off the court?

Today, the Spurs were warming up while everyone else was practicing shooting, but he was the only one who was familiar with the escape route from the court to the tunnel twice.

"There's not much I can do, I can only try my best to coach."

Uncle Bao's words obviously did not satisfy Popovich, and he remembered Mo Wen's warning again.

Are you scared by a warning?

The stubborn temper developed in the army in his early years came back again.

TMD——

Forget it, let’s take a look today and wait for the next two games to be settled together!

···

On the court, the arrival of the big dog did not change the situation of the game.

The big dog who entered the league as the No. 1 pick in his early years is also synonymous with talent. He can easily average 20+ per game without breaking a sweat, and clock out after achieving his goal.

He can be called the first generation "Goji Brother", but he does not have the self-discipline of Wiggins. His addiction to tobacco and alcohol caused him to suffer two injuries at the age of 31 and quickly declined to a state where he could not play.

Mo Wen didn't embarrass this old guy he was familiar with in the dungeon. He knocked him down with two balls. He originally thought he could wait until Bowen came back, but he didn't expect that the Spurs would replace him with Devin Brown.

Yes, it was the dribbling error that gave McGrady room to pull out and achieve the "miracle" of Devin Brown.

This brother's defensive skills are very average, his body is not bad, and his defensive efficiency is not much better than Glenn Robinson. He especially couldn't stand Mo Wen's fake moves, and he ended the game after two rounds.

Finally, the Spurs replaced Brent Barry, a good three-point defender in the air.

It was not until the end of the second quarter that Bowen returned to the game.

But he also deliberately avoided Mo Wen.

It's like he's afraid of Mo Wen's revenge.

But how could the person that Mr. Mo likes escape his grasp?

Before the midfield whistle blew, Mo Wen, who "revenges his revenge", found an opportunity. He held the ball in a pick-and-roll and forced Uncle Bao to switch defenses. Then he used an iron mountain back and an elbow at the same time, allowing Bowen to use a very fake move.

The posture flew upside down.

"Where's the whistle? Referee, are you blind? My player was knocked to the ground by a criminal!"

Popovich yelled at the referee from the sidelines.

"Shut up popo, please let your players act more realistically next time!"

The referee wrinkled his nose and said contemptuously.

"I am Fake&*^#@*!"

"Dududu - this is your first technical foul. Have you calmed down a little?"

Halftime, 59:50, the Heat entered the break with a 9-point lead.

Does anyone believe me when I say I’m not asleep yet?

(End of chapter)