NOVEL WEB NBA: Opening breaks record
Chapter 21 Paul's Little Action
Chapter 21 Paul's Little Action
TNT studio, O'Neal said: "Charles, the fans love you."
"I know, especially the female fans."
"No, no, there are also many male fans."
"Because I love to tell the truth?"
"Yes, although your mouth is big, what you say is the truth."
"Yeah, man, there aren't many people as sane as I am."
"And you dare to love and hate, you keep your word, you are a responsible man."
When O'Neill said this, Barkley felt bad, and this fat man was also very bad.
After the timeout, the Suns stepped up to cover for Payne with the ball. Due to Meng Hua's close defense, even if the other Suns players ran in place, it would be difficult for the Suns to receive the pass from Payne.
In the end, it evolved into a singles improvisation by the players, which was not very efficient.
Once the offense stagnates, the defense is often difficult to do well.
The Lakers quickly led by 5 points, but Paul had enough rest and played again.
The Lakers also took Westbrook and Thick Eyebrows and replaced James and Melon.
As soon as Paul played, the Suns took a reassurance.
It's different when the boss comes out.
Ayton stepped up to cover for Paul, and his huge body blocked it.
Meng Hua wanted to pass through the wall, but bumped into it, his body bounced back, and his steps faltered.
Paul slammed back on the steering wheel and slammed on the gas pedal.
Ayton went down and helped Booker cover again.
Thick eyebrows are worried that Paul will pass on to Ayton, and they will never leave him.
Tucker was firmly blocked by Ayton, and Booker was completely empty.
Paul made a long pass, and Booker took off from the penalty area, catching the ball with one hand and dunking.
The score difference is 3 points, within one goal.
The sun rises at once, and the home fans turn whitecaps.
The Lakers attacked, thick eyebrows winked at Westbrook, and the right side of the penalty area was lifted up to cover.
Westbrook made a feint, but changed direction to the right instead.
Tucker on the weak side was completely empty, Westbrook looked at the six directions, and shifted a wide range in the air.
There is a big gap in the past.
The problem is that the pass can't pass, and Bridges predicted Westbrook's intentions in advance.
Meng Hua and Westbrook chased back, and the Suns had no chance to play a fast break and fell into a positional battle.
The Suns still used the cover tactic just now, and this time Paul passed it to Ayton.
Ayton made a mini turn, avoided the long arms of the thick eyebrows, and made a layup.
The little emperor off the court tasted the chicken claws, wondering what he was thinking.
In this lineup of the Lakers, except for the thick eyebrows, the whole team does not have a height of more than 2 meters.
What he lacks in height, he makes up for in athleticism, basketball IQ and shooting.
Westbrook, Tucker, Ellington and Meng Hua have athletic ability, but their shooting is extremely unstable.
In defense, as long as the Suns guard against thick eyebrows and cut off Westbrook's breakthrough passing route, the Lakers can easily lose power.
In the offense, the Suns can often find open positions with a screen.
Vogel changed his tactics, took Ellington and Tucker, replaced Rivers and Warcraft, and strengthened the defense.
As for the offense, take one step at a time, everything can be solved, will the Lakers still be in today's predicament?
The Lakers attacked, Westbrook broke through, and slashed to Warcraft.
World of Warcraft received the ball, turned around and took advantage of the situation, and reached a point in the penalty area, and Ayton jumped high.
Warcraft turned back again, ready to take off and dunk, Ayton ejected the second time and slapped the ball away.
Johnson took the ball and ran desperately, hitting the basket one-stop, and Rivers desperately chased back.
Don't let me go inside, okay!
Johnson shipped beyond the three-point line, made a fake fax shot, and scored 3 points.
The Suns went ahead by 2 points, Vogel's face was livid, and he called a timeout.
Lakers players are worried.
The Suns players were all smiles. Without James, the Lakers would not be their opponents at all.
What a magical Eastern player, what a ghost.
Even if you hit all the first 11 shots, after we defend seriously, you are still a rookie.
Back from the timeout, the Suns replaced McGee, and the Lakers lineup remained unchanged.
Westbrook hit the iron with a jumper, and the thick eyebrows struggled to grab the offensive rebound, facing McGee, and scored the ball.
The two sides tied.
Fighting hard, Meng Hua ran to the opponent's bottom line and started to defend Paul.
It's not that he doesn't have physical strength, but if he keeps sticking to the defense and let the opponent get used to it, it will be difficult to handle.
Offense requires a change of pace, as does defense.
Many things, especially sports, often adjust the rhythm to make it more comfortable to do.
Although Paul dribbled well, he was cautious when encountering mad dogs.
It's not that I'm worried about being intercepted, but I'm mainly afraid of getting hurt.
If the dog's head shines on the nose, it won't be broken.
The two entangled all the way to the front court.
McGee mentioned the line screen, and they played this tactic three times.
There is no way, a good passer can be so willful.
McGee went down, this time, he didn't go to make an off-ball screen for Johnson.
Paul hits the ground nicely and drives inside.
Meng Hua also rushed to the inside...Paul, he didn't know where the ball was, he went wherever Paul went.
McGee wanted to dunk, Warcraft said it was okay to bully you, gliding in the air, and stretched out Superman's arm.
McGee panicked, the ball almost dropped from his hand, and he lingered in the air, dodging the monster block, and before landing, his buttocks were crooked, and he threw the ball awkwardly.
On the other side of the inside line, Paul leaped high, and Meng Hua followed suit.
Paul has a better sense of rebounding than him and grabbed the ball.
Just as Meng Hua was about to turn around and stick to his defense, he suddenly felt that something stabbed his chrysanthemum.
Looking back, it was Paul's black elbow.
This grandson must have done it on purpose. He wanted to complain to the referee, but the referee had lost his eyes.
With Paul's status in the arena and the former chairman of the players' union, if he complains, he might even give himself a technical foul.
Why bother with money?
Paul was actually laughing, as if saying, I'm just a black hand, what can you do to me?
He really wanted to go up and give him a combo punch. Thinking about his contract, the guaranteed part was only tens of thousands, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.
Paul succeeded in a sneak attack, and he felt the fragrance smelling in his nostrils, he was in a happy mood, and he dribbled the ball as fast as the wind.
Behind him, Meng Hua strode forward, gritted his teeth, held tears in his eyes, and chased after him hard.
Paul went around the [-]-point line, through two screens, to the left of the free-throw line for a jumper and pocketed two.
Lao Pao was very excited, and he returned to the backcourt after dancing the magical outer horoscope dance.
The Lakers attacked, Westbrook and the thick eyebrows connected, and the thick eyebrows filled the basket and was severely pulled down by McGee.
McGee only needs to play hard for 15 minutes a game, doesn't worry about fouls, and doesn't know how to be sympathetic at all.
Nong Mei frowned, thick eyebrows stroked his knees, got up and made two free throws.
McGee closed the board, indicating that the foul was worth it.
Back in the Suns half, Meng Hua adjusted his mood and continued to defend Paul.
If he came out to mess around, he would have to pay it back sooner or later. Before he got in on Paul's breakthrough route, it's normal for him to be tricked now.
Basketball is not a play, it cannot be all physical contact.
Not at all.
Booker covered, the Lakers did not switch defenses, Meng Hua chased all the way.
Paul made an emergency stop jumper at the top of the right three-point arc.
Meng Hua chased quickly, leaped up and blocked Paul's shot.
Seeing Paul shooting, McGee and Warcraft turned around and grabbed the rebound.
With sharp eyes, Paul caught a glimpse of Meng Hua's side seal, changed his mind in the air, and threw the ball at McGee's round butt.
After Paul landed and started, passing by Meng Hua who was about to land, he made a small elbow in his busy schedule, and then quickly received the pass from his buttocks and hit a jumper.
"Strike, strike."
Seeing Paul playing so smartly, Suns fans frantically waved their towels.
Meng Hua gritted his teeth, and there were bursts of severe pain in his dislocated fingers.
A blood debt needs blood to pay, and he will repay it with a tooth.
(End of this chapter)
TNT studio, O'Neal said: "Charles, the fans love you."
"I know, especially the female fans."
"No, no, there are also many male fans."
"Because I love to tell the truth?"
"Yes, although your mouth is big, what you say is the truth."
"Yeah, man, there aren't many people as sane as I am."
"And you dare to love and hate, you keep your word, you are a responsible man."
When O'Neill said this, Barkley felt bad, and this fat man was also very bad.
After the timeout, the Suns stepped up to cover for Payne with the ball. Due to Meng Hua's close defense, even if the other Suns players ran in place, it would be difficult for the Suns to receive the pass from Payne.
In the end, it evolved into a singles improvisation by the players, which was not very efficient.
Once the offense stagnates, the defense is often difficult to do well.
The Lakers quickly led by 5 points, but Paul had enough rest and played again.
The Lakers also took Westbrook and Thick Eyebrows and replaced James and Melon.
As soon as Paul played, the Suns took a reassurance.
It's different when the boss comes out.
Ayton stepped up to cover for Paul, and his huge body blocked it.
Meng Hua wanted to pass through the wall, but bumped into it, his body bounced back, and his steps faltered.
Paul slammed back on the steering wheel and slammed on the gas pedal.
Ayton went down and helped Booker cover again.
Thick eyebrows are worried that Paul will pass on to Ayton, and they will never leave him.
Tucker was firmly blocked by Ayton, and Booker was completely empty.
Paul made a long pass, and Booker took off from the penalty area, catching the ball with one hand and dunking.
The score difference is 3 points, within one goal.
The sun rises at once, and the home fans turn whitecaps.
The Lakers attacked, thick eyebrows winked at Westbrook, and the right side of the penalty area was lifted up to cover.
Westbrook made a feint, but changed direction to the right instead.
Tucker on the weak side was completely empty, Westbrook looked at the six directions, and shifted a wide range in the air.
There is a big gap in the past.
The problem is that the pass can't pass, and Bridges predicted Westbrook's intentions in advance.
Meng Hua and Westbrook chased back, and the Suns had no chance to play a fast break and fell into a positional battle.
The Suns still used the cover tactic just now, and this time Paul passed it to Ayton.
Ayton made a mini turn, avoided the long arms of the thick eyebrows, and made a layup.
The little emperor off the court tasted the chicken claws, wondering what he was thinking.
In this lineup of the Lakers, except for the thick eyebrows, the whole team does not have a height of more than 2 meters.
What he lacks in height, he makes up for in athleticism, basketball IQ and shooting.
Westbrook, Tucker, Ellington and Meng Hua have athletic ability, but their shooting is extremely unstable.
In defense, as long as the Suns guard against thick eyebrows and cut off Westbrook's breakthrough passing route, the Lakers can easily lose power.
In the offense, the Suns can often find open positions with a screen.
Vogel changed his tactics, took Ellington and Tucker, replaced Rivers and Warcraft, and strengthened the defense.
As for the offense, take one step at a time, everything can be solved, will the Lakers still be in today's predicament?
The Lakers attacked, Westbrook broke through, and slashed to Warcraft.
World of Warcraft received the ball, turned around and took advantage of the situation, and reached a point in the penalty area, and Ayton jumped high.
Warcraft turned back again, ready to take off and dunk, Ayton ejected the second time and slapped the ball away.
Johnson took the ball and ran desperately, hitting the basket one-stop, and Rivers desperately chased back.
Don't let me go inside, okay!
Johnson shipped beyond the three-point line, made a fake fax shot, and scored 3 points.
The Suns went ahead by 2 points, Vogel's face was livid, and he called a timeout.
Lakers players are worried.
The Suns players were all smiles. Without James, the Lakers would not be their opponents at all.
What a magical Eastern player, what a ghost.
Even if you hit all the first 11 shots, after we defend seriously, you are still a rookie.
Back from the timeout, the Suns replaced McGee, and the Lakers lineup remained unchanged.
Westbrook hit the iron with a jumper, and the thick eyebrows struggled to grab the offensive rebound, facing McGee, and scored the ball.
The two sides tied.
Fighting hard, Meng Hua ran to the opponent's bottom line and started to defend Paul.
It's not that he doesn't have physical strength, but if he keeps sticking to the defense and let the opponent get used to it, it will be difficult to handle.
Offense requires a change of pace, as does defense.
Many things, especially sports, often adjust the rhythm to make it more comfortable to do.
Although Paul dribbled well, he was cautious when encountering mad dogs.
It's not that I'm worried about being intercepted, but I'm mainly afraid of getting hurt.
If the dog's head shines on the nose, it won't be broken.
The two entangled all the way to the front court.
McGee mentioned the line screen, and they played this tactic three times.
There is no way, a good passer can be so willful.
McGee went down, this time, he didn't go to make an off-ball screen for Johnson.
Paul hits the ground nicely and drives inside.
Meng Hua also rushed to the inside...Paul, he didn't know where the ball was, he went wherever Paul went.
McGee wanted to dunk, Warcraft said it was okay to bully you, gliding in the air, and stretched out Superman's arm.
McGee panicked, the ball almost dropped from his hand, and he lingered in the air, dodging the monster block, and before landing, his buttocks were crooked, and he threw the ball awkwardly.
On the other side of the inside line, Paul leaped high, and Meng Hua followed suit.
Paul has a better sense of rebounding than him and grabbed the ball.
Just as Meng Hua was about to turn around and stick to his defense, he suddenly felt that something stabbed his chrysanthemum.
Looking back, it was Paul's black elbow.
This grandson must have done it on purpose. He wanted to complain to the referee, but the referee had lost his eyes.
With Paul's status in the arena and the former chairman of the players' union, if he complains, he might even give himself a technical foul.
Why bother with money?
Paul was actually laughing, as if saying, I'm just a black hand, what can you do to me?
He really wanted to go up and give him a combo punch. Thinking about his contract, the guaranteed part was only tens of thousands, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.
Paul succeeded in a sneak attack, and he felt the fragrance smelling in his nostrils, he was in a happy mood, and he dribbled the ball as fast as the wind.
Behind him, Meng Hua strode forward, gritted his teeth, held tears in his eyes, and chased after him hard.
Paul went around the [-]-point line, through two screens, to the left of the free-throw line for a jumper and pocketed two.
Lao Pao was very excited, and he returned to the backcourt after dancing the magical outer horoscope dance.
The Lakers attacked, Westbrook and the thick eyebrows connected, and the thick eyebrows filled the basket and was severely pulled down by McGee.
McGee only needs to play hard for 15 minutes a game, doesn't worry about fouls, and doesn't know how to be sympathetic at all.
Nong Mei frowned, thick eyebrows stroked his knees, got up and made two free throws.
McGee closed the board, indicating that the foul was worth it.
Back in the Suns half, Meng Hua adjusted his mood and continued to defend Paul.
If he came out to mess around, he would have to pay it back sooner or later. Before he got in on Paul's breakthrough route, it's normal for him to be tricked now.
Basketball is not a play, it cannot be all physical contact.
Not at all.
Booker covered, the Lakers did not switch defenses, Meng Hua chased all the way.
Paul made an emergency stop jumper at the top of the right three-point arc.
Meng Hua chased quickly, leaped up and blocked Paul's shot.
Seeing Paul shooting, McGee and Warcraft turned around and grabbed the rebound.
With sharp eyes, Paul caught a glimpse of Meng Hua's side seal, changed his mind in the air, and threw the ball at McGee's round butt.
After Paul landed and started, passing by Meng Hua who was about to land, he made a small elbow in his busy schedule, and then quickly received the pass from his buttocks and hit a jumper.
"Strike, strike."
Seeing Paul playing so smartly, Suns fans frantically waved their towels.
Meng Hua gritted his teeth, and there were bursts of severe pain in his dislocated fingers.
A blood debt needs blood to pay, and he will repay it with a tooth.
(End of this chapter)
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