Bulldozer of the NBA’s Restricted Area

On the 10th, Game 2 of the Finals will continue to be the home game of the Jazz.

As expected before the game, Pat Riley changed the offensive focus, and Ewing and Oakley also became gun butts, responsible for providing fire cover to the outside. However, changing the offensive focus was not to prevent the inside and Ewing from taking shots. Just try to reduce the number of shots during the confrontation with Li Shengli.

This subtle change does not affect the general direction of the tactics, and Jerry Sloan's formation also chases the Knicks. The defensive work has to be done anyway, the only difference is how to do it more targeted.

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The Knicks were firing on all cylinders on the outside, while the Jazz were turbulent in the paint. The entire G2 game continued the fiery confrontation of the first game, or even exceeded it. There were constant conflicts, big and small. Of course, the hardest hit area was the paint...

Reduce shots?

This has little impact on Oakley, because he is not an offensive power forward, and his defense against Malone is simply unbelievable and brutal. He almost got into a fight in the first quarter and was full of fouls in the second quarter.

Ewing seemed to be trying to avenge the 12 seconds of humiliation and tried his best to block Li Shengli. As long as he has an attitude and dares to fight hard defensively, a second-rate center will not be weak, not to mention Ewing's physical fitness. first class.

Therefore, the whole game seemed to be a replica of the G1 game. The Jazz fell behind by 5 points in the first half, but it was not as dangerous as being 18 points behind in the first game because the Knicks had good peripheral firepower, but on the Jazz side... Crowley Di's touch also reached its peak, withstanding the pressure of Li Shengli and Ma Long being slightly blocked.

It's a repeat, so naturally the second half is the same.

Oakley, the defensive general, graduated with all his fouls. Smith, who came on as his replacement, was stronger offensively, but he couldn't be as brutal and brutal as Oakley, which greatly reduced Malone's pressure.

Similarly, the pressure on Li Shengli's side has also weakened, because Ewing's defense has to take Malone into consideration, and it's like a butterfly effect...a little collapse, and the whole situation explodes.

In the second half, the outside firepower of both sides was 50-50, but inside, the Jazz completely suppressed the Knicks. The score was gradually pulled back, and the Jazz finally won another game. The score of the two sides was 78:82, a big score of 2:0.

Because the confrontation in this game was so intense, every attack had to be rubbed against each other first. The attack time in a single round was lengthened. The scores of both sides were not high, and everyone's data also declined accordingly. Li Shengli got 18+20 According to the data, Malone got 21+8, while the scoring ratio of the Jazz inside duo dropped below 50% for the first time.

Relatively speaking, this is a relatively normal ratio for a team. Too much concentration of firepower is not a good thing.

Looking back at the Knicks... Ewing's 15+7 data is rather embarrassing. It's not because he feels bad, but because head coach Pat Riley is afraid that he will be psychologically affected by Li Shengli, which will not be conducive to his subsequent performance.

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After two games, the Jazz entered New York, and the Knicks also ushered in their first home game in the Finals.

After the debut ceremony, both sides joined their respective warm-up training with fierce looks. After all, after two games, the conflicts on the court have accumulated infinitely. The Knicks players, who were lagging behind by a big score, were under a lot of pressure. On the contrary, The ardent Knicks fans roared heartbreakingly and booed the Jazz wildly.

Li Shengli was very mentally prepared for this, because after all... this is the Knicks' home court, or the finals. If there are really cheers, then there is something wrong.

"How are you? Do you feel the enthusiasm of Knicks fans?" Malone asked Li Shengli on the side as he threw the ball to find his touch.

From the moment the Jazz entered the stadium until now... the fans around them have not stopped booing, and even some of the more irritable die-hard fans stood up and led the audience. The sound of curses swept through the entire Jazz team.

enthusiasm?

You call this passion?

Li Shengli rolled his eyes at Malone, said nothing, and continued to practice shooting. Even though the Knicks fans were too enthusiastic compared to the Jazz fans, there was nothing he could do.

What can be done?

Is it possible that the cheering fans can be caught and beaten?

Facing the provocation of the home fans, most players are basically immune. Li Shengli also selectively filters out the noise. Just as the Jazz are warming up, Crotty passes by the sidelines...

"Hey, Crotty, look here, you trash should really go back to the slums and be your clown!" A middle-aged black man wearing a Knicks jersey sprayed at Crotty inexplicably.

"Idiot, go home and see your mother!" Crotty was very sensitive to the word slum.

In fact, in the NBA circle, there are still very few rich second-generation white people like Laimbeer. Most black players came from the slums and changed their life trajectories by playing basketball. Crotty put all his hopes into it. They all placed their trust in the NBA, so they were so angry that they directly greeted each other's parents.

"Bennot," the Knicks fan said when he saw Bennot passing by, "trash like you shouldn't be standing on the floor of our Madison Square Arena, because you will dirty it, and This...is an insult to it!"

Are you mentally ill?

Benoit is the Jazz trash talker, and his ability to withstand trash talk is certainly not ordinary. After all, he is facing the famous Spike Lee, who is famous for his bad mouth.

However, the matter was not over yet. No matter who passed by, Spike would say a few words. The swear words were explicit and vulgar. It was common to greet his parents. Li Shengli was really dumbfounded.

What kind of fan is this?

Spike Lee? Li Shengli still knows that a famous black director and a die-hard Knicks fan, a man in his 40s has watched Knicks games for more than 30 years. He watched them almost when he was young and never missed every game. It can be called the history of the Knicks. Living fossil.

It would be fine if he was an ordinary celebrity fan, but this guy also likes to troll people. No matter who comes to play the Knicks, he will troll whoever performs well without any scruples. He is considered the number one player in the NBA fan group, and this season Finals... I guess he was extremely excited. His trash talk outside the court even inspired the fans around him to laugh and abuse the Jazz endlessly.

"Look, are you enthusiastic enough?" Ma Long grinned, not affected by the fans led by Spike. "Haha, this guy is a bastard. Anyone who comes here will be disgusted by him. To be honest, I believe I want to hit him more than I want to hit Oakley!”

"I have nothing to say, this guy simply has a brain problem!"

Spike was still cursing the Jazz players incessantly, buzzing like a green-headed fly, but he probably felt the eyes of the Jazz's two inside kings, so he simply transferred the firepower and yelled at Malone: ​​" What are you looking at, you scumbag, the shit you play is cleaner than yours, you are just a piece of shit!"

Shit is cleaner than my ball?

Why don't I slap you for being such a fool?

When the curse words didn't hit his head, Ma Long was smiling. When Spike really swore at him, he immediately jumped at him and rushed forward to push Spike to the ground and beat him. Fortunately, Li Shengli gave him a hand and stopped him.

"Come on, you scum, come and hit me!" Spike continued to curse confidently, but he probably felt that his poke at Malone had already hit his stomach, so he sprayed Li Shengli again, "Hey, you stupid guy, you can do it What are you doing with Ma Long? You are worse than a piece of shit!"

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Neuropathy?

Damn, what a psycho!

Li Shengli was really furious, and Ma Long, who was originally furious, thought... He is shit and Li Shengli is worse than shit. Doesn't that mean he is stronger than Li Shengli? Thinking of this, Ma Long suddenly laughed.

"You can still laugh your ass off!"

"Damn it, what can I do if I don't laugh? If I really hit him, I won't be able to get away with being suspended. How can we still compete in the game?"

"How could such a person exist? It's so disgusting."

The faces of the two brothers were dark, but Spike intensified and actively attacked the Jazz players personally. This emotion quickly spread around him, making the fans' curses and taunts more explicit.

To be honest, this situation should have been stopped by the staff, and Spike, who took the lead, should also be kicked out of the scene, but after all, this is the Knicks' home court, and the home staff are collectively deaf, blind, and indifferent.

"Play well and stop talking to this bastard!" Malone's helplessness was greater than his anger, so he had no choice but to give up.

"No, I have to shut him up!"

"What do you want to do? Damn it, you must not hit the fans, this is no joke." Ma Long was a little nervous, fearing that Li Shengli would go crazy, "Listen to me, you must hold back!"

Hold it in?

This can't be tolerated anymore!

If it's worse than shit, how can you endure it?

Damn it, I have a friend... called an accident!

Malone suddenly felt that the coldness of the Madison Arena was too loud, and his whole body was chilled. Li Shengli pointed at Spike and shouted loudly, "You... don't run!"