The King of the NBA

"Shua!"

Ning Yi is warming up, standing outside the three-point line, with a slight flick of his wrist, he hardly jumped up, and he didn't seem to have much preparation, even the movements were not complete, but the basketball obediently got into the hoop, like Like a good baby.

Watching Ning Yi's shot, Parsons' face on the other side of the court couldn't help but twitch.

"How is it?" Jeremy Lin came and said to Parsons, "Isn't he very powerful? I warned you a long time ago, now you know what I said is right."

Parsons was upset, snorted, and said: "He just shoots more accurately and shoots faster. It's not so easy for me to guard him, and it's not easy for him to guard me. I'm not afraid of him."

"Hey." Jeremy Lin shook his head and smiled, looked at Ning Yi, and said to himself: "You are indeed better than me and more talented than me, but the victory belongs to us."

Here, Ning Yi is still shooting.

After Yao Ming analyzed it for him, Ning Yi's mentality returned to calm. He is looking for the state of the game at the moment. Shooting is his most important weapon. Every shot, sometimes hits, sometimes misses, but it doesn't matter. What Ning Yi is looking for is a feeling, and he doesn't care whether he invests or not at this moment.

Swish!

Another three-point hit.

At this point, the warm-up is over.

Le Fu patted Ning Yi: "Let's go." While walking, Le Fu asked, "Ning, how did you not get nervous at all? I'm curious."

Ning Yi turned his head and smiled: "Because I have confidence in you."

"Confidence in me?" Le Fu stared at Ning Yi for a while, Ning Yi didn't blink, his eyes met him, his eyes were full of sincerity, Le Fu's heart was shocked, the whole person relaxed, With a smile, "Thank you for your trust. Don't worry, I won't let you down, we will definitely win."

"Well." Ning Yi nodded, looked away, and said in his heart: "I'm also learning and selling now, that's how Brother Yao encouraged me, but it seems that this trick is quite effective, hehe."

Timberwolves a group of players around Adelman.

Adelman spread out the tactical board and arranged it briefly. At this point in the game, tactics and strategies are actually of little use. The key lies in the performance of the players.

In the tiebreaker, there are too many factors that affect the outcome, such as player strength, mentality, state, tactics, opponent's arrangement, opponent's performance, and even the atmosphere of the stadium, the progress of the game, etc.

These things are too complicated, and the coach has no way to grasp them, so he can only take one step at a time.

In fact, at this time, the coach was also nervous. This was a life-and-death battle. The entire regular season and the six hard-fought playoff games all depended on this one.

There are also external discussions, fans' attention, media, etc.

"Okay." Adelman took a deep breath, smiled slightly, and said, "Get ready to play, don't look at the scoreboard, don't think so much, just play according to our usual training, take it easy."

"Yes." Everyone responded, but few could really relax.

Not far away, the Rockets are similar.

It was not easy for them to get back from 1:3 to 3:3 and enter the tiebreaker, but the more difficult it was, the more worried they would fall short in the end.

For this, McHale had no good solution. He looked around among the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on Harden, feeling relieved in his heart: "Fortunately, Harden is still calm."

McHale also arranged some tactics. Just as Yao Ming expected, he still relied on Harden. All battles were completely tilted towards Harden, relying on his performance to drive the whole team.

Of course, McHale knew the disadvantages of doing this, but he had no choice. At this time, other players, whether in terms of ability or mentality, made McHale worry. In addition, Harden performed too well in the previous two games, forming an inertia , if the game goes smoothly, that's all. Once things go wrong, everyone will reflexively hand the ball to Harden and let Harden solve the problem.

That being the case, it is natural to tilt all tactics towards Harden and fight around Harden. Anyway, other people will not be able to count on it at that time. It is already good to be able to provide some tactical support for Harden.

When the coaches of both sides set up, the game will start soon.

For the Timberwolves, the starters are Pekovic, Love, Ning Yi, Martin, and Rubio; the Rockets have not changed much, with Howard, Jones, Parsons, Harden, and Beverly.

Surprisingly, Pekovic, who had always lost to Howard in the past, actually got the ball this time and pointed the ball to the backcourt. Martin quickly controlled the ball and passed it to Rubio.

The Rockets retreated quickly.

Rubio came to the frontcourt, looked at the situation on the field, and passed the ball to Martin. Martin dribbled a few steps to the left. Seeing that Love was stuck with one hand and raised with the other to ask for the ball, he passed it immediately. .

"Let's start with Love." McHale nodded secretly, which was expected.

Love singles, the Rockets assisted in the defense, but still failed to guard Love, before the helper came up, he turned over and retreated, flicked his wrist, the ball had a high arc, swished, hollow into the network.

2:0, the Timberwolves go first.

"It seems that Le Fu is in a good state today." Ning Yi smiled slightly, and turned to look at Harden, "It's up to Harden, let's go all out, then decline, and three will be exhausted"

Here, the Rockets counterattacked.

The tactic is very simple. It relies on Harden. Beverly advances the ball to the frontcourt and passes it to Harden. Others start to run quickly. If there is a chance, Harden will pass the ball. If there is no chance, Harden will do it himself. , Hit if you can hit, and divide the ball if you can't hit. But after going back and forth like this, when Harden scores the ball, there is not much left in 24 seconds.

This attack was like this. His teammates didn't have a good chance, so Harden could only come by himself, but the Timberwolves had already prepared for it, and Harden didn't have a good chance to make a shot. It was not very sure to force a shot, so in the end he still chose. Divide the ball. When the ball was passed to Parsons, there was not enough time left to reorganize the attack. Parsons could only do it by himself, a cross step, and then suddenly accelerated, breaking through from the left. stride.

Parsons was too anxious and couldn't get rid of Ning Yi completely. He was interfered by Ning Yi, shot the iron, Love took the rebound, and just about to pass it to Rubio, he saw a person who had passed the center line. There is a big number 7.

"Ning." Love's eyes lit up, he hugged the ball with both hands and pushed it. With a long pass, the basketball flew over half of the court and was sent directly to the Rockets half court.

Ning Yi turned his head, secretly said "Good pass", raised his hand to grab the ball and slapped it on the floor. He had already reached the free throw line, grabbed the basketball and jumped up.