NOVEL WEB NBA: Opening breaks record
Chapter 16 Laughter fades away!
Chapter 16 Laughter fades away!
Back from the timeout, neither side adjusted their lineups.
Paul handles the ball, his eyes furtive, observing the situation on the court.
Ayton mentioned the outside line, a back cover tactic, and Booker rushed into the inside line like lightning.
Paul's pass, like a sugar-coated cannonball, passed through the thick and long arms of two defensive players.
Booker received the ball, thick eyebrows had no time to defend, the basket was empty, and he easily hit the board and scored.
This is the 5 back-screening for the 2, who cuts to the hoop to catch and shoot.
It's simple to say, without the scalpel-like precise passing of the No. 1 position, this tactic is not easy to succeed.
That's what a good point guard means to a team; that's why he makes $4000 million a year.
An attack was completed by the team's three cores, and the entire Suns team was shocked.
The fans were also very cooperative and cheered loudly for the team.
Looking back, the on-site DJ organized the fans to shout: "Defend, defend."
The sound waves are monstrous, and the momentum is like a rainbow.
The Suns players are full of enthusiasm, and their combat power is rising.
That's home field advantage.
The Lakers' offense has changed and the stars have moved, and it is also the cooperation of the Big Three.
James and Nongmei were on the baseline pick-and-roll, and Nongmei took the ball to the basket and gave it to Westbrook who was plugging in at high speed.
Westbrook caught the ball and made a tomahawk dunk.
Bang!
He was too anxious and didn't fly high enough. The ball hit the front of the rim, but he didn't make a dunk.
Paul took the ball, saw the Lakers retreat quickly, slowly dribbled across the half court, and cruised outside the three-point line.
Ayton and Crowder flank the free throw line.
Booker ran to the inside, posing to catch the ball and play singles.
The Lakers dare not be careless and are ready.
Paul took the ball and ran towards a 45-degree angle.
Ayton and Claude suddenly closed in the middle.
Booker quickly bypassed the lateral screen of the two, received a pass from Paul, and easily scored two points.
In a blink of an eye, the Suns overtook the score again.
When it was the Lakers' turn to attack, James asked for the ball, and the beast Claude stuck to him like a dog skin plaster.
James gave him an annoyed look, and slapped his black hand off his akimbo.
Claude patted his arm muscles and hooked his fingers, come here.
James received the ball, turned right suddenly, passed Crowder, and faced Ayton, who was defending, with four or two strokes, he went straight to the thick eyebrows under the basket.
The thick eyebrow was about to take off after catching the ball, when his hand hurt, the ball was shot off by Paul.
Thick eyebrows signaled that Paul was fighting, and the referee had already turned around.
Paul made a long pass, and Bridges quietly appeared in everyone's sight, and took advantage of the momentum to smash Huashan.
Vogel still didn't call a timeout, and he couldn't help it. The timeout is not infinite.
Soon, he was punished, and the sun three points rained.
Booker made a three-pointer, Crowder made a three-pointer, and Paul made another three-pointer. After three fierce rounds, the Lakers desperately resisted, and Melon returned a three-pointer.
The Suns led by 9 points, and Vogel had no choice but to pause.
In the TNT studio, Barkley praised the performance of the Suns, bluntly saying that they can enter the finals again this season.
O'Neal thought about it and asked, "Hey, Charles, did you make it to the finals when you were in the Suns?"
Buckley beat his chest and stamped his feet, and said solemnly: "You know, we almost killed them."
"Oh, I remembered. Almost? You didn't even make it to Game [-]."
O'Neill continued to humiliate him, without a championship for life, which is Barkley's pain point.
"There's no basketball player in the world better than me," Barkley continued, looking into the camera as if looking at someone, "but if there's someone I have to lose to, Jordan's the only one I'm willing to lose to."
O'Neal laughed: "My grandma and Jordan can also win the championship."
After the timeout, the Suns are still the starting five, and the Lakers are the Big Three, Melon and Meng Hua.
Paul guards Westbrook, Booker is responsible for defending Meng Hua.
The sun was gaining momentum, Meng Hua played, but they didn't pay enough attention to it.
If they can keep doing off-ball screens so well, no team is their opponent, so why worry about a rookie.
It wasn't until Meng Hua caught the ball that Booker realized that this buddy made 8 of 8 shots just now.
It was too late, Meng Hua quickly turned over and made a jump shot, hitting 2 points.
The sun served the ball, and the ball was still rolling on the floor. Paul gestured to his teammates to stop panic and hit our own.
He picked up the ball, dribbled it upfield, dribbled it under the crotch, and pushed it to the left.
Booker moved up from the left side of the lane to set a screen for Crowder.
Crowder uses the screen, throws off James' defense, and slips into the penalty area.
After Booker successfully covered, he also withdrew to open up space.
Meng Hua and James hesitated a little, did not switch defenses, and each chased their own players.
Booker ran to the right of the free throw line, Paul saw James chasing Crowder, chose to hit the ground to Booker.
Booker pulled out, Melon was afraid of his mid-range shot, and Meng Hua flanked left and right.
With this ball, Booker has completely gotten rid of the defense.
Seeing Melon's defense, he retracted the ball in the air, the overlord raised the tripod, and passed it to Bridges in the bottom corner.
Bridges catches the ball, meows leisurely, and makes the shot calmly.
Another three points!
The point difference once again pulled to double digits.
James glanced at Melon, a little dissatisfied.
Booker has already risen from the ground, and with the speed of the melon, it is impossible to pounce.
What Melon should do most is to keep an eye on Bridges.
Positive is not necessarily a good choice.
But for this ball, at the beginning, he and Meng Hua had communication problems, and Melon had a positive attitude, so James couldn't say anything.
Zoom in on the details to see each ball, everyone is wrong.
Next, Meng Hua showed his might and hit Booker twice in a row, and the Lakers successfully defended against the Suns' attack.
The point difference narrowed to 6 points.
It was 3 for 3 again, and Booker was trembling.
In the next round, the Suns replaced Bridges to defend Meng Hua.
Meng Hua continued to reach out for the ball, the time for the experience card was up, but he had to put on a show.
Bridges stuck to the defense. After Meng Hua received the ball, he passed the ball back to Westbrook with a painful expression on his face.
Wei Shao didn't give up, and resolutely carried out Lao Zhan's oral instructions, and passed them on to Meng Hua.
Brother, you are in pain, it will pass soon.
Meng Hua was so angry that he vomited blood. Afraid of going through the gang, he turned his back to test a few steps, and then returned the ball to Westbrook.
Brother, fuck him, Westbrook thought he wanted a comfortable position and continued to feed the ball.
Seeing that he hit all 11 shots and it was rare for the tortoise to take care of him, he actually became polite.
Meng Hua winked and resolutely returned the message.
What are these two guys doing?
Paul and Bridges, who were defending them, were a little taken aback.
James, Nongmei and Melon at the far end were also very confused and wanted to swear.
The 24-second attack time was approaching, and the turtle had no choice but to score 3 points.
Swish!
Luckily, he entered the net hollow this time.
"nice shot."
The three people in the distance shouted in unison, retreating quickly, forgetting that they were about to swear just now.
The three of them recalled the ball while retreating, and felt that it was not impossible for the two defenders to pass each other like this.
Winners and losers, scoring goals is the last word.
The one who was slapped in the face was Barkley.
Westbrook and Meng Hua passed two passes, and he scolded him.
When the two passed each other 3 times, Barkley even laughed out loud.
Westbrook pulled the ball and scored.
The laughter gradually fades away!
Thanks for the recommendation ticket I met.
(End of this chapter)
Back from the timeout, neither side adjusted their lineups.
Paul handles the ball, his eyes furtive, observing the situation on the court.
Ayton mentioned the outside line, a back cover tactic, and Booker rushed into the inside line like lightning.
Paul's pass, like a sugar-coated cannonball, passed through the thick and long arms of two defensive players.
Booker received the ball, thick eyebrows had no time to defend, the basket was empty, and he easily hit the board and scored.
This is the 5 back-screening for the 2, who cuts to the hoop to catch and shoot.
It's simple to say, without the scalpel-like precise passing of the No. 1 position, this tactic is not easy to succeed.
That's what a good point guard means to a team; that's why he makes $4000 million a year.
An attack was completed by the team's three cores, and the entire Suns team was shocked.
The fans were also very cooperative and cheered loudly for the team.
Looking back, the on-site DJ organized the fans to shout: "Defend, defend."
The sound waves are monstrous, and the momentum is like a rainbow.
The Suns players are full of enthusiasm, and their combat power is rising.
That's home field advantage.
The Lakers' offense has changed and the stars have moved, and it is also the cooperation of the Big Three.
James and Nongmei were on the baseline pick-and-roll, and Nongmei took the ball to the basket and gave it to Westbrook who was plugging in at high speed.
Westbrook caught the ball and made a tomahawk dunk.
Bang!
He was too anxious and didn't fly high enough. The ball hit the front of the rim, but he didn't make a dunk.
Paul took the ball, saw the Lakers retreat quickly, slowly dribbled across the half court, and cruised outside the three-point line.
Ayton and Crowder flank the free throw line.
Booker ran to the inside, posing to catch the ball and play singles.
The Lakers dare not be careless and are ready.
Paul took the ball and ran towards a 45-degree angle.
Ayton and Claude suddenly closed in the middle.
Booker quickly bypassed the lateral screen of the two, received a pass from Paul, and easily scored two points.
In a blink of an eye, the Suns overtook the score again.
When it was the Lakers' turn to attack, James asked for the ball, and the beast Claude stuck to him like a dog skin plaster.
James gave him an annoyed look, and slapped his black hand off his akimbo.
Claude patted his arm muscles and hooked his fingers, come here.
James received the ball, turned right suddenly, passed Crowder, and faced Ayton, who was defending, with four or two strokes, he went straight to the thick eyebrows under the basket.
The thick eyebrow was about to take off after catching the ball, when his hand hurt, the ball was shot off by Paul.
Thick eyebrows signaled that Paul was fighting, and the referee had already turned around.
Paul made a long pass, and Bridges quietly appeared in everyone's sight, and took advantage of the momentum to smash Huashan.
Vogel still didn't call a timeout, and he couldn't help it. The timeout is not infinite.
Soon, he was punished, and the sun three points rained.
Booker made a three-pointer, Crowder made a three-pointer, and Paul made another three-pointer. After three fierce rounds, the Lakers desperately resisted, and Melon returned a three-pointer.
The Suns led by 9 points, and Vogel had no choice but to pause.
In the TNT studio, Barkley praised the performance of the Suns, bluntly saying that they can enter the finals again this season.
O'Neal thought about it and asked, "Hey, Charles, did you make it to the finals when you were in the Suns?"
Buckley beat his chest and stamped his feet, and said solemnly: "You know, we almost killed them."
"Oh, I remembered. Almost? You didn't even make it to Game [-]."
O'Neill continued to humiliate him, without a championship for life, which is Barkley's pain point.
"There's no basketball player in the world better than me," Barkley continued, looking into the camera as if looking at someone, "but if there's someone I have to lose to, Jordan's the only one I'm willing to lose to."
O'Neal laughed: "My grandma and Jordan can also win the championship."
After the timeout, the Suns are still the starting five, and the Lakers are the Big Three, Melon and Meng Hua.
Paul guards Westbrook, Booker is responsible for defending Meng Hua.
The sun was gaining momentum, Meng Hua played, but they didn't pay enough attention to it.
If they can keep doing off-ball screens so well, no team is their opponent, so why worry about a rookie.
It wasn't until Meng Hua caught the ball that Booker realized that this buddy made 8 of 8 shots just now.
It was too late, Meng Hua quickly turned over and made a jump shot, hitting 2 points.
The sun served the ball, and the ball was still rolling on the floor. Paul gestured to his teammates to stop panic and hit our own.
He picked up the ball, dribbled it upfield, dribbled it under the crotch, and pushed it to the left.
Booker moved up from the left side of the lane to set a screen for Crowder.
Crowder uses the screen, throws off James' defense, and slips into the penalty area.
After Booker successfully covered, he also withdrew to open up space.
Meng Hua and James hesitated a little, did not switch defenses, and each chased their own players.
Booker ran to the right of the free throw line, Paul saw James chasing Crowder, chose to hit the ground to Booker.
Booker pulled out, Melon was afraid of his mid-range shot, and Meng Hua flanked left and right.
With this ball, Booker has completely gotten rid of the defense.
Seeing Melon's defense, he retracted the ball in the air, the overlord raised the tripod, and passed it to Bridges in the bottom corner.
Bridges catches the ball, meows leisurely, and makes the shot calmly.
Another three points!
The point difference once again pulled to double digits.
James glanced at Melon, a little dissatisfied.
Booker has already risen from the ground, and with the speed of the melon, it is impossible to pounce.
What Melon should do most is to keep an eye on Bridges.
Positive is not necessarily a good choice.
But for this ball, at the beginning, he and Meng Hua had communication problems, and Melon had a positive attitude, so James couldn't say anything.
Zoom in on the details to see each ball, everyone is wrong.
Next, Meng Hua showed his might and hit Booker twice in a row, and the Lakers successfully defended against the Suns' attack.
The point difference narrowed to 6 points.
It was 3 for 3 again, and Booker was trembling.
In the next round, the Suns replaced Bridges to defend Meng Hua.
Meng Hua continued to reach out for the ball, the time for the experience card was up, but he had to put on a show.
Bridges stuck to the defense. After Meng Hua received the ball, he passed the ball back to Westbrook with a painful expression on his face.
Wei Shao didn't give up, and resolutely carried out Lao Zhan's oral instructions, and passed them on to Meng Hua.
Brother, you are in pain, it will pass soon.
Meng Hua was so angry that he vomited blood. Afraid of going through the gang, he turned his back to test a few steps, and then returned the ball to Westbrook.
Brother, fuck him, Westbrook thought he wanted a comfortable position and continued to feed the ball.
Seeing that he hit all 11 shots and it was rare for the tortoise to take care of him, he actually became polite.
Meng Hua winked and resolutely returned the message.
What are these two guys doing?
Paul and Bridges, who were defending them, were a little taken aback.
James, Nongmei and Melon at the far end were also very confused and wanted to swear.
The 24-second attack time was approaching, and the turtle had no choice but to score 3 points.
Swish!
Luckily, he entered the net hollow this time.
"nice shot."
The three people in the distance shouted in unison, retreating quickly, forgetting that they were about to swear just now.
The three of them recalled the ball while retreating, and felt that it was not impossible for the two defenders to pass each other like this.
Winners and losers, scoring goals is the last word.
The one who was slapped in the face was Barkley.
Westbrook and Meng Hua passed two passes, and he scolded him.
When the two passed each other 3 times, Barkley even laughed out loud.
Westbrook pulled the ball and scored.
The laughter gradually fades away!
Thanks for the recommendation ticket I met.
(End of this chapter)
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