basketball never sleeps

Chapter 182 That kick in midsummer

Author: I feel restless while bathing

Chapter 182 That kick in midsummer

Shhh——!!!

When Bowen slowly ran out of the tunnel, the San Antonio fans who had cheered enthusiastically uncharacteristically booed.

"Why is Bowen starting again? Is there no one else the team can use?"

"We don't want Bowen. Let's find someone else to come up. I'm really going to vomit. I don't want to see him anymore!"

"Bowen's defense was good before, but now he has to face two young people from the 2003 class. No matter how strong his defense is, what's the use if he can't keep up?"

"To tell you a joke, the opponent who defends one team has 20 double-doubles in one game and a triple-double in one game!"

Bowen felt dazed by the boos and the insults and disdain coming from nearby seats. Although he had heard about the fans' disappointment, he never imagined that it would develop to the extent it is today.

Fortunately, however, the appearance of other players later quickly dissipated the weird atmosphere at home.

"Are you okay, Bruce?"

Ginobili, who was the first to appear, patted Bowen with some concern.

Bowen lowered his head and bit his lower lip, forced an awkward smile on his face, and shook his head.

What Popovich said when he talked to him before came back to his mind.

Yes, in this place, no one cares about how much effort you put in, everyone only cares about the results.

I looked up at the Heat players on the opposite side, and there was one of them, and they all looked quite relaxed.

O'Neal and Mo Wen also greeted the fans on the sidelines leisurely.

Although this is the home court of the Spurs, a considerable number of fans near the court are wearing Heat jerseys.

It's a pity that although the Spurs belong to the Western Conference, San Antonio is not next to the Pacific Ocean. As one of the most important military towns, there is nothing interesting here, so there are not many celebrities who come to join in the fun.

"Come on, I'll have a surprise for you after you win the game!" After high-fiving Mo Wen, Catherine pulled Mo Wen slightly closer and said.

"It's already a surprise that you can come today." Mo Wen smiled and touched the little girl's head, then said hello to her younger brother and younger sister next to her.

T800 was not present, and without a formal holiday, it was hard for the governor to leave his post without permission. Speaking of which, he was really looking forward to it.

The game time is approaching, and the players of the two teams, which have not changed their personnel compared to G2, have also set up their lineups on the court.

"Coach Popo still hasn't adjusted the starting lineup. To be honest, I don't understand it very much. Although they relied on this lineup to reach the playoffs and break out of the Western Conference, looking at their performance in the first two games, it is obviously unsatisfactory.

"

"The finals were defeated 2:0. In history, only two teams have achieved a comeback with such a score. The last miracle dates back to the battle between the Trail Blazers and the 76ers 28 years ago.

Comparatively, the current finals are somewhat similar to the one in 1977. At that time, the 76ers also had three stars: Dr. J, McGinnis (Second Team + All-Star), and Doug Collins (All-Star), and they faced

On the other hand, the Trail Blazers also have a giant inside player named Bill Walton who is the No. 1 pick."

"But unfortunately, since the 1985 Finals changed to a 232 game system, it has become much more difficult to create such a miracle. Rather than having unrealistic fantasies, I think the Spurs should first ensure that they are not beaten 3:0."

important."

In the ABC commentary room (the NBA Finals ESPN will be broadcast by the larger ABC), Hubie Brown, who has done a lot of homework, talked to the camera.

At the same time, the Heat players also formed a circle.

"Work hard, guys, I know you are tired, but stick to two more games, finish the game early and take a vacation early, and let me solve everything here!"

Da Fan looked at the players in front of him affectionately. He was too lazy to give him chicken soup. Success was right in front of him. He only needed to convey his emotions to arouse everyone's resonance.

"For the championship!"

"For the championship!" The player without a ring in his hand shouted extra loudly.

On the other side of the Spurs, Popovich silently exchanged glances and hugs with several main players one by one, as if he was bidding farewell to the Suicide Squad, with a vaguely tragic meaning.

When the game time was up, the referee threw the ball into the sky amid the DJ's noisy rhythm.

Snap——

After a crisp sound, the little sports car got the ball and tentatively poked the Heat's defense.

Seeing that Shaq had already withdrawn his defense, he was not afraid. He plunged in with all his strength and just wanted to do it.

After a smooth and silky little turn, seeing Ao Pang's thick arms that covered the sky, Brave Heart instantly regained his sanity and was thrown into the hands of Duncan next to him.

Duncan didn't pause after catching the ball in the middle distance, raised his hand and pushed the ball out.

Aopang didn't have time to defend himself, so he could only move sideways and carefully position himself.

The Heat's defensive strategy is roughly the same as that of the Spurs. They mainly focus on defending the inside and three-pointers, and are relatively weak in defending the less efficient mid-range.

Swish——!

Whitecaps flew, arousing cheers from the fans on the sidelines.

The Heat attacked, and Mo Wen and Wade tentatively came up with the idea of ​​a fast break.

Mo Wen advanced with the ball in the middle, while Wade and Haslem, one on the left and one on the right, formed a trident posture and stabbed towards the Spurs' backcourt.

Most of the time, Mo Wen would slow down and wait for O'Brien to get into position and play steadily, but as the offensive method with the highest efficiency and assist rate, fast break cannot be given up.

Facing Bowen in front of him, Mo Wen lowered his center of gravity and protected the ball with one hand. After a brief observation, he suddenly made a cross step and forced Bowen to follow him sideways. After confirming that Bowen was keeping up, he immediately turned around and

Move the ball in the opposite direction.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Wen passed Bowen's frontal defense like a breeze blowing through him, skillfully brushing off Bowen's attempt to pull someone away, leaving only Nazr in the Spurs' defense.

There was no need for intense confrontation or complicated movements, and without even lifting the ball, Nazr had already followed Mo Wen's Eurostep and ran to the other side.

Bang——

The basketball bounced on the ground with a muffled sound.

When Nazr looked back, he happened to see Wade catching the ball and flying into the sky.

"BANG! The tacit cooperation, Mo tore apart the Spurs' defense, and Wade easily completed the finish. I feel that Jordan and Pippen, who have worked together for 8 years, don't have the tacit understanding between them." McBrin yelled in the commentary room.

road.

This sentence expresses the sentiments of many viewers. Many times, the Qiaopi combination will connect singles after passing the ball. In terms of fluency, it is definitely not as smooth as Mo Wen and Wade. After passing the ball, they either cut or catch the ball.

The shots came consistently.

Kobe Bryant in front of the TV looked at the scene in front of him with envy.

If you give him Mo Wen, why worry about not making it to the playoffs and achieving results?

But he could only think about it. If nothing else, Mo Wen's agent had implicitly rejected the Lakers manager's invitation, and based on Mo Wen's performance in the playoffs, he was really not sure whether he could hold it down.

Don't hear it.

There is good news. The Raptors' unlucky guy helped the Lakers get the No. 4 pick with the fifth-worst record in the league. Coupled with the Lakers' No. 10 pick, there is no need to pick another Mo Wen, just pick Wade.

Very satisfied.

He had a hunch, no, he was almost certain that Fatty Fatty would be able to get another ring this year, and he would probably get the same ring next year, so there wasn't much time left for him...

He only felt happy when he saw Fatty leave before, but now that Fatty is about to win the championship again, the feeling that your ex is living a better life than you is like a swarm of ants crawling on him.

Back on the court.

The Spurs attacked again and returned to their position. The twin towers were once again pulled out for outside players to rub in and out.

Duncan's golf intelligence allows him to accurately grasp when to be hard, when to be soft, and when to use his silly smile to pollute the mind.

So even though the Heat's defense is good, there are still a lot of gaps.

However, after the inside line is pulled out, the rebound control rate will be greatly reduced, so the Spurs also played very patiently and did not take action if the opportunity was not very good.

Parker was in an uncomfortable situation, because he had the most opportunities, and the Heat's perimeter players, including the Heat, were paying more attention to Ginobili, and would rather leave him open than leave Ginobili open.

Lee takes action easily.

How could he be so angry during the regular season? He would have taken the shot when it was time to take it.

But in this life-and-death playoffs, he really didn't dare waste the opportunity.

He wanted to break through and score, not to mention Ou, who was squatting under the basket and hugging the defender. Haslem, who was looking at Duncan from the mid-range, occasionally glanced at him and showed a feeling of eagerness to try.

No need to think about it, I definitely want to "cut him".

He doesn't know why his free throws have become so bad. In order to improve the situation, he has specially practiced free throws in the past two days, including the warm-up before today's game, which was mainly focused on free throws.

As I kept practicing, I became even more confused.

As if he had been knocked down, his free throw shooting percentage during training was only over 60%.

At the end of the practice, his mentality did not collapse, and several teammates who were paying attention to his free throws did not tense up.

Parker had no choice but to do the job of being coached by Future Long, running around blindly and giving orders to forcefully find opportunities for his teammates.

In the end, there was a decent opportunity. After receiving the basketball, Ginobili seized the breakthrough space and used his strength to break through to the basket and hit the board... passing the basket - the basketball was passing along the net frame, and it was completed.

The turnaround from scoring to rebounding.

It feels as smooth as eating Dove.

In the Heat's offensive round, Mo Wen made a cross move with Wade, found Haslem's cover, and broke into the penalty area.

This time, Uncle Bao, who was well prepared, was not thrown away. Mo Wen gave up his plan to shoot a jump shot and once again raised the ball and stepped into the basket.

Before the Spurs' defense could encircle him, Mo Wen boldly walked along the baseline and slipped to the other side under the basket.

Bowen, who was pursuing the defense, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, Mo Wen was forced to death once.

There's no angle for shooting from that position, and there are still Spurs players around, and it's not easy to pass the ball. It depends on where you go this time.

Mo Wen calmly pressed against Duncan who was coming over, and followed the reaction force and jumped back.

Confrontation - take off with a spring leg - aim at the frame - pick the basket.

With a backboard between them, Mo Wen slanted the ball away.

Deng stared blankly at the basketball behind the backboard and subconsciously smacked the backboard. The backboard that originally prevented the basketball from going out of bounds became the best protective umbrella for the rising basketball.

Most people thought it was a random investment by Mo Wen.

Only Duncan, who witnessed the trajectory of the basketball up close, just stood there blankly, not even thinking about getting stuck.

There were no cameras or basket blocks on this side, and the basketball easily crossed the top edge of the backboard and went straight to the basket.

Swish——

"Don't be hasty. He didn't observe the position of his teammates well at this moment. He will be forced to make mistakes this time!"

"Forced the shot? This position... scored? Got in! OMG! It actually got in."

After the goal was scored, Mo Wen showed his hands to the camera lurking at the bottom line.

There is nothing I can do. What else can I do if I just try my best to vote?

Seeing Mo Wen's statement, everyone thought it was just an accident.

However, in the first quarter, Mo Wen performed this kind of negative angle shot twice again, and everyone realized that this thing seemed to be Mo Wen's regular method.

In the Yangma commentary room, Director Zhang said happily: "Haven't the Spurs realized this? As long as you pick the basket high enough, it doesn't make much difference whether you are facing the basket or sideways.

.If the Spurs defend like this, aren't they just giving points to Mo Wen, hehe!"

"However, it's really hard to defend this one-handed pick-up basket. The space behind the backboard is so big that it can't be covered from the front, and it's easy to get hit from the side. If Mo Wen jumps, you can only watch helplessly. You say this is so angry

Don’t be angry!”

Mo Wen also discovered that this was indeed a prime position. The only limitation was that there was no camera on only one side behind the backboard, making it difficult to hit a fixed spot.

Popovich felt like he was going crazy. He was still thinking about how to defeat the Heat. As a result, his opponent developed an unsolvable shooting hotspot just like he did.

It's a super long three-pointer, and it's a negative angle shot. Can you do something from the world?

Fortunately, after returning to the home court, Duncan's mid-range shooting was accurate today. He made 8 of 11 shots in the first half and scored 16 points without relying on free throws.

Ginobili and Parker felt average today, but after returning home, there were more whistles. Not to mention Parker's free throws, Ginobili was still very good, and GDP worked together to help the Spurs maintain a 1-point lead at halftime.

Although it was only 1 point, it was a great encouragement to the Spurs.

Almost everyone on the field tried their best, including, of course, Uncle Bao.

He brought peace to the Spurs with his flesh and blood body.

Although not understood and not many people saw it, his contribution cannot be forgotten.

He didn't want to step on his feet for the time being, because once he showed the slightest tendency to step on his feet, he would be beaten mercilessly by Mo Wen.

Mo Wen didn't kill him directly because of the global live broadcast.

But who would have thought that this old dog's vitality could be so tenacious.

In the third quarter, while Mo Wen was resting below, Uncle Bao found an opportunity and knocked down Wade.

Mo Wen warned Wade about the surrounding Blackfoot, but he never expected that Wade escaped from Blackfoot but failed to escape from Blackelbow.

A big black elbow swung 180° and came to an emergency stop through Wade's chest.

The fracture is almost certain.

This time Bowen learned the lesson from the last time he was beaten by Milicic. Instead of looking for his teammates or the school, he ran towards the stadium security.

The Heat players were divided into two groups. One group confirmed Wade's injury, and the other group attacked Bowen.

Suddenly the court was in chaos.

Mo Wen did not participate in the chaos of the players on both sides. He found the little old man hiding behind the players and grabbed his collar.

"I remember I warned you, Coach Popovich?"

"Let go, I don't understand what you are talking about!" Popovich also pulled up his collar, trying to break free.

"I'm a man of my word, so I hope you won't regret the decision you made today!" Mo Wen's indifferent expression showed a complex cruelty.

"It was just an accident. Bruce was impulsive, but no matter what, it's not your turn to be picky here!" Popovich tried to quibble, but when he saw Mo Wen's firm extension, his

The sound became smaller and smaller, until it disappeared for half a second and then suddenly became louder.

"If you dare to touch Tim, I promise to make you pay the price! I will make it impossible for you to play in the NBA again!"

Looking at Wade being carried on a stretcher, Mo Wen smiled.

"Then let's wait and see!"

The sinful scene just now was replayed on the screen, and even the most loyal Spurs fans could not defend Bowen's actions.

The referee didn't know whether it was for punishment or protection, but used a second-level criminal to directly expel him from the field.

But things obviously won't end that simply.

"Why are you so quiet today? I remember the last time Dwayne was injured, weren't you the one who made the most noise?"

Mourning, who returned to the bench with a full stomach of anger, patted Mo Wen on the shoulder with some dissatisfaction.

Mo Wen did not answer him, but glanced at him with a murderous look, and then turned his gaze to the calm and calm... good old man opposite.

There are no quiet years, there are always people carrying the burden for you.

Leitner on the side noticed Mo Wen's gaze keenly, rolled his eyes twice, and almost thought of something, and instinctively frowned.

"Do you want... to fuck him?"

"Fuck him? I think it can be harder!" Mo Wen was still recalling various "accidental" files in the NBA in his previous life, choosing the appropriate "horseshoe nails."

"I advise you not to do that. If you are caught, it will definitely be a big blow to your image, and it will definitely affect the subsequent games." Leitner suggested seriously.

"Then you mean to let them go just like this?" Mo Wen showed a disdainful smile, "I never thought that Da Zangbi would one day persuade people to do good."

"You kid, your brain is usually very good, why are you so stupid now?" Leitner took off his training clothes and slowly stretched out four fingers. "You owe me a ring and three drinks. Remember to pay it back later.

!”

"You..." Mo Wen was stunned.

He was so used to taking the lead in the dungeon that he forgot about this trick.

"Three meals, not even one. If I have to do such dirty work before retiring, I will throw all my reputation into it." Leitner said seriously.

"Ten meals are fine, I'm asking you if it's okay!" Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and hummed.

"Stop it, kid, you're still not weaned when labor and management are fighting in the streets!" Leitner said while winking in the direction of the coach.

Half a minute later, everything returned to normal order.

The Heat also issued a substitution order.

Replaced Wade with Damon Jones and replaced Haslem with Laettner.

Three minutes later, while fighting for a rebound, Laettner used an exaggerated elbow to overthrow Daze in the air.

Duncan, who transformed from a stone Buddha to a reclining Buddha, didn't see any blood or cry out in pain. He just fell asleep for a second.

My eyes were wide open, and there were layers of double images in front of me. Everything seemed to be back to that summer, the midsummer that was kicked out...

Kavin, luckily I got the code out. I went to bed. I will post recommendations today. I will continue after a nap and continue in the afternoon.

(End of chapter)