basketball never sleeps

Chapter 41 This year has been unsatisfactory

"Hua Q, if you don't even get into this, is the full three points so fake?"

"Pass it to me, pass it to me, you idiot!"

"Hey, you've been tricked - dunk, no one can refuse Bosh's dominance!"

Before entering the house, Mo Wen heard the cry of an old boy.

After unlocking the door and entering, sure enough, in his small living room, Bosh was sitting cross-legged in front of the TV, with his big hands struggling to operate the small handle.

"Hey, guy. You're finally back? Congratulations!"

The team did not make the playoffs, and the Raptors players went directly on vacation to go fishing after the regular season. Bosh was bored staying in Toronto, so he simply came over to look for Mo Wen.

Although Mo Wen lives in an apartment, there are three bedrooms and one living room with an area of ​​120 square meters. You can only find smaller ones in slums, so Bosh has no problem staying there.

"Oh, it's so clean. This doesn't look like you."

We lived in the same dormitory for almost a year in college. Mo Wenke knew Bosh's living habits very well. His ability to take care of himself was a little better than Mama's boy, but not much.

"Hey, the cleaning lady just left. Come, stay with me and I'll do it."

Bosh stretched, moved his body to one side, and raised his chin in the direction of the other handle.

"Let's change the game. I feel like vomiting when I see the basketball game now."

Mo Wen threw his luggage aside, washed the handle, and did not take the game controller. Instead, he randomly found one from a pile of game discs and replaced it.

"Want to throw up while playing basketball? Fuck That Shit, I get it, you bastard is definitely showing off!"

Not to mention the Tianwangshan game, even in several other games, Bosh had no confidence that he could perform better than Mo Wen.

Bosh made a disdainful expression, he just followed the team to the Eastern Conference Finals, what...what...it seems really amazing.

The Western Conference Finals and the Eastern Conference Finals are basically the two most watched series except for the Finals. Which ambitious player doesn’t want to play on this stage.

"Hmph, don't be complacent, our team will definitely make it to the playoffs next year!"

Mo Wen chuckled lightly and said nothing, but the laughter said everything.

Carter had a quarrel with the Raptors' management after the regular season. Although he has not publicly stated his feelings in front of the media, it is no secret among the players that Carter is leaving.

None of the four major players had a satisfactory year this year.

Kobe was running between Colorado and Los Angeles every day, Iverson was plagued by injuries and played on and off for half a season, and McGrady and Carter never made it to the playoffs and were not respected, so they were clamoring to run away.

The heyday of the four shooting guards described by Stern seems to have passed.

Bosh fell silent when he heard Mo Wen's laughter. This year's season was not only torture for Carter, but also for him.

"Hey, Vince is leaving, but no one wants him to leave. I didn't do anything wrong at all. He doesn't talk to me much in the team. I know it's all because of those idiot management.

It’s okay, but...Faq!"

"They called me yesterday and asked me to ask you if you wanted to come to the Raptors. It's okay if they didn't mention it, but if they did, I had to persuade you not to come!"

Mo Wen patted Bosh on the back sympathetically. He could understand Bosh's current mood.

He has experienced the atmosphere of different teams in various copies, and can also guess what the Raptors are like now.

There is never a perfect team in the NBA. Either the owner has a problem, or the team management team has a problem, or the team coach has a problem, or the players have a problem, or the fans have a problem.

It's hard to find a team that's normal from top to bottom.

Although he has asked Humann to help him organize the transfer, he has no idea where he can go next season.

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Without a few days of rest, the Eastern and Western Conference finals started one after another.

The Pacers, who vowed before the game to resolve the battle within five games, were met with failure in the first game.

O'Neal was very uncomfortable being guarded by Rasheed throughout the game. Rasheed, who had a bad touch, put all his energy on the defensive end, and worked with Ben to keep O'Neal on the outside.

O'Brien made 7 of 21 shots from the field, which is not enough for outsiders.

"Tough guy" Artest is not much better. He is not as smart as Richard Jefferson. His ability to draw fouls generally relies on his hard-hitting style. His efficiency is not high under Prince's defense.

Only scored 17 points in 23 times.

Miller made 1 of 7 shots in the game and barely scored 5 points on free throws.

Tinsley and Harrington are the only two normal players in the Pacers. The main reason is that they take too few shots and the Pistons' defensive focus is no longer on them.

The Pistons' Rasheed shot 2-for-8, the least efficient among the Pistons' starters. Hamilton almost made 10-of-20 shots in the game, and even Miller didn't dare to leave the game. He followed him and ate dust the whole time.

Billups shot 6 of 13, Prince made 4 of 7, and even Ben shot 5 of 11. This kind of shooting rate is already considered super efficient for the Pistons, who mainly focus on defense.

Mo Wen came on as a substitute for the No. 3 position again. He played 20 minutes and made 4 of 10 shots, 1 of 2 three-pointers, 4 of 4 free throws, and scored 13 points, 4 rebounds, 2 assists, and 2 steals.

Collis could no longer bear the end of the season. He decided to discuss his offseason trade with Dumars in two days. The Pistons now have no room for him at all. His contract still has three years, although it is not

He is worried about his salary, but he wants to play and has a very high level of ideological awareness.

The Pistons beat the Pacers 83:79 throughout the game. Miller missed a key 3-pointer in the last half minute and made 1 of 2 free throws. Many media who like to boast about "Miller Moments" and Miller's "big heart" shouted "Ye Qing"

Knot".

Miller pushed away Jordan to complete the buzzer-beater, which made people remember his big heart. Miller's 9 seconds and 8 minutes made people remember his ability at critical moments, and then he became the most famous "Mr. Clutch" in active service.

This is the charm of media.

After losing the game, all members of the Pacers vowed in front of the camera that they would definitely defend their second home court. The Pistons players also became rampant. Rashid, who only scored 5 points in the last game, did not feel frustrated at all, but instead grinned widely.

Start speaking freely to the camera in front of you.

"Yes, the Pacers guys are right, the Eastern Conference finals will indeed be decided in 5 games, but the winner will be us."

"The facts are obvious. I didn't even score a few points, but those girls in the Pacers couldn't stand it anymore. That guy O'O can only shoot from the outside like a wimp."

"What, I also like to shoot. No, no, no. You have to know that my shooting is purely arranged by the coaching staff. I personally prefer to compete head-on with them at the basket."

The players in the locker room who heard Rasheed's words were trying their best not to laugh.

God damn it, the coaching staff arranged it that apart from Billups, the Pistons' favorite three-point shooter is Rasheed.

Even Mo Wen, who has hit 41% of his three-pointers so far, if he dares to take more than three three-pointers in a game, he will be "baptized" by Larry Brown at the end of the game.

In G2 of the Eastern Conference Finals, the two sides fought another defensive battle that made Stern want to hit the wall.

In the first half, the Pacers' Miller and O'Brien exploded. Their shooting touches were so hot that they shot 4-of-7 and 6-of-10.

On the other hand, the Pistons players looked as if they had just returned from Alaska. They felt frighteningly cold, forcing Larry Brown to lift Mo Wen up from the bench in advance.

Rasheed, who was competing with O'Brien, made 1 of 10 in the half, Billups made 1 of 4, and Hamilton made 2 of 5. If it weren't for Mo Wen, who scored 4 of 6 plus free throws and scored 10 points, and the opposite Artest made 12 shots.

With 10 irons, this half of the game will be defeated.

Just when everyone thought the Pacers were sure to win, Rasheed finally came to his senses and returned his energy to the defensive end.

Larry Brown got angry in the locker room. After he left, Herb Brown staged another "Chicken Soup" show, using a big stick and sweetened dates, which immediately hit the "chicken soup" of these simple-minded Pistons players.

"Send" point.

When the audience in the Big Cornfield was still dreaming about how many points they could beat the Pistons tonight, their fantasies were destroyed by crisp sounds.

Snap——

bass--

Bang--

Various blocks of shots were heard from the court one after another.

Xiao Ou, who was still high-spirited in the first half, "died suddenly". In the second half, he took 11 shots, 4 were blocked, 7 hit, and none of them hit.

Miller also dreamed of returning to Game 1 of the series, making 1 of 5 shots in the second half and providing crazy support to the Pistons inside.

The worst thing is Artest. The team saw that the regular tactical offense could not be launched, so the team could only give him the task of attacking. But he is different from a certain blacksmith who often excels in the first half and the last quarter.

Artest is an honest man. One iron is enough for the whole game. The more he irons, the more he dares to shoot. In the second half, it was another wave of 2-for-9 shooting.

He and Xiao Ou enjoyed the same treatment. If his outside shooting was interfered with, he would get blocked shots when he entered the paint. After being blocked for 3 times, Artest became anxious and his movements became bigger and bigger.

Prince couldn't bear it. When he was defending in the middle, he was directly elbowed by Artest. Larry Brown replaced Mo Wen, and Mo Wen didn't tolerate him.

I had two fights with him right after I came up... No, I had two fights with him. Artest was like a football zombie that had eaten garlic. He automatically changed direction and turned to Ben and Rasheed.

A "tall nut".

Rashid and Big Ben are not as good-tempered as Yao on the court. Rasheed speaks out, Big Ben contributes, and the actions of both parties become more and more intense.

Several times, people on both sides almost came to blows.

The referee originally went to stop the fight, but Artest, who was in a state of emotion, threw his arm away without caring about who was pulling him behind him. The referee, who was 1.7 meters tall, almost fell to the ground.

Carlisle's scalp was numb when he saw it on the sidelines. No, if you have the ability, you can fight against the opponent. What's the point of you flipping your arm and knocking him out? It's you who is the referee. Can we offend you?

Toot toot—

The rapid whistle reflected the referee's mood at the moment.

As the defender of order on the field, every referee is actually aware of being accidentally injured in order to prevent a fight.

But what's the point of supporting the cattle from there and giving labor and management a elbow?

Don’t you have a temper as a referee?

The referee who was accidentally injured wanted to send Artest a straight penalty, but the Eastern Conference finals were broadcast live nationwide, with audiences across the country watching, and Stern watching, so he could only endure it.

The aggrieved referee "fairly" gave both sides a technical foul.

But after the chaos ended, the referees looked at Artest more and more often.

In the first half, the Pacers still had the home whistle. After this conflict, I only heard "home, whistle."

The "fair" referee pointed out Artest's series of illegal actions very carefully.

Walk, push, hit.

In the last three minutes of the fourth quarter, the two teams tied the score, which was the critical moment of life and death.

Artest flipped his wrist and committed a foul.

Larry Brown's old face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and he gave the referee a thumbs up from a distance.

(End of chapter)