basketball never sleeps

Chapter 66 Shooting Birds with Random Guns

With a triple-double in the first game, Mo Wen's performance attracted the attention of many people. In this era when statistics have not depreciated, a 20+ triple-double is definitely an amazing achievement.

Last season, there were only 20 players with a total of 36 triple-doubles, and except for Bob Sura among them, all the others were All-Star players.

"With Shaq and Dwyane, we have no shortage of scorers, and Mo's performance is exactly what we need, the perfect person."

"Riley made a good deal. Caron Butler also has potential, but there is no doubt that Mo is the one who is more suitable for us."

Seeing the local Miami media commentator praising him on TV, Riley turned off the TV with a disgusted look on his face.

Not long ago, this commentator named Tom opened a column, criticizing the trade he made in the summer for ruining this rising team. As a result, as soon as Mo Wen's triple-double came out, he couldn't help but praise him.

Riley's feet are stinky, this cousin raised them.

Riley was satisfied with Mo Wen's performance on the field, but not completely satisfied.

Especially his behavior of frequently giving up opportunities to his teammates to "force" assists, in Riley's view, it was too outrageous.

But this was still the first game, and Riley could still bear it.

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The Heat's second regular season game is still on the road. They are going to Atlanta to visit the Hawks who have completed their "reconstruction".

The Hawks traded Stephen Jackson, who originally wanted to go to the Pacers' "Martial Saint", for sixth man Al Harrington who wanted more playing time.

He also used "Jet" Terry as the subject of the transaction, exchanging "Fat Head Fish" Antoine Walker from Mavericks who wanted to "marry" Carter.

Then, when the team had two good forward players, they selected two "Josh" strikers, Josh Childress and Josh Smith, in the first round of this year with the 6th and 17th picks.

players.

The most amazing thing is that these four people are all 6 feet 9 inches tall. I don’t know if Eagle, after listening to Riley’s prediction of the “Five Gods”, still wants to use the method of raising gu to choose a truly reliable one.

star.

After playing, Woodson, the head coach of the Hawks and an assistant coach with the Pistons last year, saw Mo Wen wanting to hug him and quickly avoided it. He simply stretched out his hand to shake Mo Wen's hand, pretending to be unfamiliar with him.

There was no way, even though he knew the truth about Larry Brown's harsh words before, but out of the perspective of maintaining his connections, he could only choose to side with Larry Brown.

On the contrary, "Fat Snail", who had only met once at Billups's celebration party, gave Mo Wen a warm hug twice.

Acquaintances are not necessarily friends, and strangers may not be indifferent. This is the NBA.

"When you come on the court, you need to pay special attention to the counterattacks of their forward players. Their defense inside and point guard are relatively weak. When attacking, try to find pick-and-rolls to beat them."

"If we hold the ball in the frontcourt, it's still up to Mo and Wade. Mo, you have to take on more organizational tasks in this game. Damon (Jones) will be a temporary substitute, otherwise our height will be too disadvantaged in grabbing the board."

Before the game started, Da Fan took the trouble to emphasize what he had repeated many times before.

Although the Hawks also lost by 25 points to the "not very strong" Suns in the last game, neither the Fathead nor Al Harrington, who ranked second in the Best Sixth Man last year, are easy to come by.

In the less than enthusiastic atmosphere of the arena, the Hawks' blue-collar center Koller won the jump ball against the Heat's center Doliak.

Veteran Kenny Anderson, who was the fill-in for Walker's trade, advanced with the ball. Looking at the thick and strong Wade guarding him, he secretly said something bad and gave the ball to the fat volute next to him.

Walker, a 2.06-meter black man, does not make good use of his body in the paint to occupy the basket. Instead, he likes to float to the outside and shoot three-pointers like crazy. This makes the coaches of this era very confused, even the veteran who is a version ahead of his time.

Nelson also wasted a season, proving that he could not control this power forward who wanted "four-pointers."

Woodson had just arrived, and he had no choice but to get the "star" with a 15 million contract. He could only watch helplessly as this fat boy who likes to play around with a smooth back hit in front of Mo Wen, then turned around outside the three-point line.

Jump shot.

When the basketball hit the rim, a long backboard flew high.

Mo Wenka jumped slightly from the main position, took off the rebound, and without hesitation, he smashed the ball into the frontcourt.

When Anderson was young, he was still a gorgeous and powerful point guard. Unfortunately, bad luck and lack of self-discipline (a party animal) caused him to fall quickly after he reached his peak. Let alone hold on to Wade now, wait until he turns around.

De was already two steps ahead of him.

Like a dog chasing a baseball, Wade picked up the basketball immediately, took two dribbles, took off with the ball two steps away from the free throw line, bent his bow and smashed the basket, scoring two points.

"The cooperation between Xiao Mo and his new teammates is really good. This player named Wade is very talented and not very tall, but his dunk is a bit like Jordan's." In the Yangma commentary room, Director Zhang clicked his tongue.

Smacking your lips.

"You can dunk from the free throw line, why do you have to take one step? Short man!"

Mo Wen teased Wade for missing one assist.

Scorekeepers in this era are not as sensible as they were later. One dribble can barely count as an assist, and any more will not count.

"It's not like you're a bad passer. If you pass the ball better, I can dunk it on you from the three-point line!"

Wade said unconvinced that he didn't want to give Mo Wen more assists so he took an extra step. The extra step was entirely for more stable scoring, and there was absolutely no selfishness at all!

"You're right. I'll dunk it for everyone at home later. If you can't dunk me, I'll call you a short boy!" Mo Wen glanced at Wade. He was least afraid of others bragging because he had a super memory.

good.

"Fuck, you're not much taller than me, and you're not proud of me!" Wade's cheeks stiffened, but he still said not to be outdone.

"you sure?"

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In the Eagles' offensive round, this time Anderson dealt the card to Al Harrington.

Harrington was later developed into a three-pointer by Nelson and became the top spatial insider at the time. However, now that he has not practiced much in three-pointers, he is still much worse than Walker, who "shoots birds randomly".

It's a good two-pointer, with a shooting rate of about 42%.

At this moment, it was very difficult for him to face Haslem in singles. He swayed twice, rushed into his shooting hot zone, and failed to make a shot in response to Haslem's interference.

Woodson on the sidelines sighed when he saw this scene. If the two big men from the Hawks were placed inside with the Pistons, they would probably have to be sprayed by Larry Brown and sit on the bench for the rest of the game.

But the Hawks still have to rely on the two of them in the game. The other newcomers have even worse scoring abilities.

In this offensive round, Mo Wen did not choose to launch a fast break. After falling into position, he pretended to look for Haslem's pick-and-roll, then pulled back and beat Walker.

Walker originally wanted to prove that he was not a defensive black hole, but the defensive habits he had developed for a long time did not allow him to do so. Fortunately, he also knew how to pass the blame. Seeing that Mo Wen had changed direction and pulled back, he had no time to return to defense.

He pushed Harrington next to him.

Don't hear the pick-and-roll, quickly switch defenses.

Harrington didn't see anyone but still put up a posture and waited for Mo Wen.

But the sound of dribbling behind him made him feel something was wrong.

Hey, what about people? Why haven't they come yet after waiting for so long?

When Harrington turned around, Mo Wen was already hanging on the basket.

Looking at the empty space in front of him and the fat man who was guarding Haslem seriously, he seemed to understand something, and his dark face turned red for a moment.

Woodson covered his face off the court. Although it was only 4:0, he couldn't help but call a timeout.

He felt like he was not coaching a basketball team, but coaching a circus!

37.8℃, I'm a little dizzy, and there are also problems with the plot arrangement recently. This is the update for today. I will sort it out tomorrow and make up for the next 3 updates.

(End of chapter)