Bulldozer of the NBA’s Restricted Area

Chapter 564 The Thunder of the Great Salt Lake

"Hahaha, this game is stable, our Jazz won."

"Damn, we won by 8 points in the opening game. If we keep this pace, what will the Lakers do?"

"Lee was restricted. Although he scored all the Lakers' 4 points, except for Lee himself, the Lakers no longer had the firepower to make strong shots."

"Thank you to the Lakers' young No. 8 player!"

"Hahaha, it feels like the 8 points gifted to us by player No. 8!"

The smug home fans were teasing the visiting Lakers and No. 8 Kobe, who went 0-for-4. The sounds were quite harsh. Kobe's face was livid, and head coach Harris was furious.

The Jazz, who are first in the Western Conference, are still strong! !

In the final stage of the regular season, the Lakers' default opponent was the Jazz. They knew it would be difficult to beat before the game, but after the game started... they found out that it was more difficult than imagined.

From the current point of view, Ben has suppressed Malone and Crotty very well against Hornacek, achieving the desired effect. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Brian, the small forward who is not the main offensive point of the Jazz, to be 4-for-4 at the third position. Exclusive 8 points.

In turn, look at the Lakers.

The Jazz's main force was limited, and Li Shengli was also limited. However, unlike the Jazz, Brian's switch to the main attack was surprisingly effective, but Kobe's switch to the main attack resulted in a 0-for-4.

Assuming both are 2-for-4, the current score is 8:8.

Obviously there are no assumptions here. The Lakers were playing at the Devil's home court of the Jazz and coupled with the low pressure on the eve of the rainstorm, they fell behind quite a bit at the start.

"Kobe, can you still do it?" Harris was so angry that his head hurt.

"It's my problem!" Kobe didn't even want to find a reason to refute.

"That's enough, I don't want to know whose problem it is. I just want to know now... can you still fight?" Harris raised his head and sighed, "Forget it, hurry up, listen to me now, first The situation opens up, Kobe takes fewer shots, Horry prepares!"

The pause was brief and Harris said no more.

Now the general direction of the tactics cannot be changed. If you want to increase the number of offensive points, you can only replace Ben and Crotty. But there will be problems on the defensive end. It is completely a bad way to tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall, so Harris bites The teeth just didn't change, and even Kobe didn't move.

It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but seeing the look on Li Shengli's face, Harris didn't want to get into trouble. Fisher, who was on the sidelines, didn't notice and took advantage of the coach's time to lay out tactics to quietly pull Kobe and say a few words.

"Kobe, was this your premonition last night? I thought you would..."

"Shut the fuck up!" Before Kobe could speak, Li Shengli cursed angrily with a blue face. The more he listened to the boos at the home court, the more annoyed he became, but Fisher was still here to add to the trouble. He hit the muzzle of a shotgun and was beaten.

Until the timeout ended and before taking the court, Li Shengli pulled Kobe Bryant to the front. Seeing that the Lakers' young No. 8 had not yet been taken off, the atmosphere in the triangle center became more and more manic... The fans' joking boos were all over the court. , outside the venue, a heavy rainstorm is coming.

"Li, I want to take action."

“Always giving!”

"Aren't you afraid that I'll double up and hit 0-for-8?"

"Afraid? I'm afraid you won't dare to fight tonight. But that's not the case with your personality. Enjoy it, tonight is yours." Li Shengli didn't say much to Kobe, and glanced at Crotty and Big Ben, the two understood each other.

Serve and advance.

The Lakers' offense was not much different from before. Crotty finally found an opportunity this time and handed the ball to Li Shengli in the low post. In this position, the Jazz had to double-team.

For a time, Gregg teamed up with Malone to defend the penalty area.

Originally, Li Shengli could shoot a back-turn jump shot. He would try his hand regardless of whether he hit it or not, but this time he had no idea of ​​taking action. The moment he squeezed together with Greg and Malone...

"Crotty!"

"Here it comes, Kobe!"

Li Shengli passed the ball to Crotty, and Crotty moved to pick up the ball and passed it to Kobe. Ben immediately stepped forward to cover, and Kobe made another jump shot.

Boom!

Kobe's fifth strike!

Now the fans are booing again, but the Lakers' four-man team ignores it. The importance of Ben's moment is perfectly reflected, blocking Malone's position. Li Shengli squeezes Gregg, easily grabs the frontcourt board, and then Pass on Kobe.

Again? !

Is this horse going crazy again? !

Malone and Stockton are too familiar with this scene, because Li Shengli always likes to do this kind of thing, providing unlimited offensive rebounds to his teammates, and this time... Kobe Bryant hit the iron for the sixth time, and the rebound fell on the confrontation between Malone and Ben area.

Can't be brushed infinitely!

Absolutely not, otherwise... I can't control it!

"Fuck it, Greg, stop Lee!" Malone went berserk in an instant.

"Do you really think I'm just a show-off? The rebound is mine!" Ben, who was facing Malone, did not fall behind at all in the confrontation. He took the lead in seizing the best position and grabbed the second rebound of the round in one fell swoop, throwing it to Kobe again. .

"Damn it, are you coming again?!" Stockton was dumbfounded.

"I said, I will score this goal even if I die!" Kobe shot backwards again.

The result was Kobe's seventh strike, and the battle under the basket at this time was simply horrific. Ben and Malone were locked in a stalemate. Greg was stunned by Li Shengli and was pushed all the way to the rebound area, crushing him with force. Caught by Li Shengli.

"Go on, we'll protect you!"

"Here you go, horse rider, get in here!"

Kobe roared and finally threw the eighth ball in the field.

Although the goal was scored, the boos from the audience did not stop.

As for the Jazz, Malone glared at Ben and almost cursed him, because he really felt that he had encountered a simplified version of Li Shengli with no offense.

But even though they were brushed for so many rebounds, the good news is that they were brushed in one round. Even if they were brushed 10,000 times, it would only be 2 points. The even better news is that the shot point chosen by the Lakers turned out to be...a 1-for-8 shot. Kobe Bryant? !

seek death!

Zuoda will kill you!

Malone was very happy when he saw the Lakers suicidally provide rebounds to Kobe, because Kobe's touch was very poor when he was taking offensive rebounds. If the rebounds were lost, the Lakers would have failed in one round.

However... the direction of the next game far exceeded the imagination of Malone and even the 20,000 people present.

The hand needs to be warm, and a warm hand requires more shots.

The embarrassment of many substitutes is that they don't have the right to take shots on the court, and the sporadic shots they take are not warm at all. The touch is a treatment only for super giants, and this game... Kobe has it all.

From the outside, Crotty advanced and passed the ball to Kobe, and then used a screen for Kobe to take action.

In the penalty area, the combination of Li Shengli + Big Ben completely showed his brutal dominance, even if the opponent was the Jazz.

The wind direction of the game changed at this moment, and it started to rain heavily outside. For the first time, the 20,000 people in the center of the triangle experienced the feeling of being cold even if they hugged each other for warmth in a violent storm...

"Jerry, are we going to win?" At the Jazz home court, owner Larry Miller personally supervised the game and asked Jerry Sloan while sitting behind the Jazz bench.

"No, I have a feeling something terrible is going to happen tonight!"

"What else could be bad?" Larry Miller pouted, "To be honest, there's something wrong with Li's character... He's headstrong. Unlike his bad habit of sticking to the ball, he always feels that he's in control of the game. Just like tonight, knowing that No. 8 is not good, but still leading people to support him, this is a waste of resources, isn't it?"

"no!"

"No?" Larry Miller said disdainfully: "Don't think too much, your defensive arrangement is very good, Li has been forced to start taking shots on this young boy."

"My heartbeat is already speeding up!" Jerry Sloan's heartbeat speeded up and his blood surged. "Larry, you are just the boss. You don't understand football, but I understand, and I also understand Lee. This kind of arrangement He can suppress any center in the league, but he can’t suppress Lee. At least he won’t be suppressed like he is now, and he will be forced to take action!”

"But this is the result now!"

"That's what I'm worried about!" Jerry Sloan probably heard the sound of the heavy rain slamming against the outer wall of the arena. He frowned and said, "He shouldn't be restricted like this. He hasn't had it a few times. Take action, but why would he do this?! I feel... bad things are already on the way."

"Are you overthinking it?"

"I hope I'm overthinking it. By the way, was it thundering outside just now?"

"Why are you asking? Does it have anything to do with the competition?"

"I don't know, I just want to see if the Great Salt Lake explodes tonight..."

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