Chapter 976: The score is overtaken!
"Wait for you to go up, this, this, and then be careful, if he catches the ball, you go straight up, no matter where he catches the ball, and cover up all his offensive chances, all the passing space。。。。。。。 "Popovich is still teaching a lot of Spurs players!
"Toot!" The timeout ended, and He Yiming came on the field again!
The Spurs' ball possession, after Tony Parker passed half time, went directly to He Yiming, and on the other side, Duncan also stuck He Yiming and didn't give him a chance to go out to make up for the defense!
At this time, Sun Dasheng and Meta Waldpis formed a defensive formation and directly blocked Tony Parker's face, but Tony Parker directly passed the ball back to Ginobili with a flick of his hand, Sun Dasheng hurriedly pounced, and Ginobili rushed directly into the interior line with a false swing!
He Yiming was still stuck by Duncan on the inside line, and only Gasol on the other side went to make up for the defense! Ginobili made a high lob and gave the ball to Duncan who was stuck in the position! Duncan worked hard, turned around and wanted to go down to the basket, He Yiming resisted hard and didn't give Duncan this chance!
At this time, I saw Duncan make a return pass, an inside pass, and gave the ball to DeJuan Blair, who had already vacated, and DeJuan Blair received the ball and made a board shot!
He Yiming withdrew his hand stupidly, if De Juan Blair chose to dunk just now, He Yiming would tell him why the flowers are so red, and whether the hot pot is good or not?
The Spurs continued to open up the difference, and the difference came to 7 points! With 1 minute and 48 seconds left, the Spurs are deliberately stalling for time!
Here Luke Wharton quickly dribbled through the half, and as soon as the half court passed, he wanted to hand the ball to He Yiming, but He Yiming was watched by the Spurs' bag defense at this time, and he had no chance at all! Seeing that He Yiming tried hard to get rid of it but did not succeed, Luke Wharton could only find other teammates!
Fortunately, because He Yiming was in the bag, there was a person vacant on the Lakers' side, and Luke Wharton saw Meta Waldepis shaking outside the three-point line, so he directly gave the ball to Meta Waldpais!
Meta Waldepis didn't hesitate to receive the ball, and the shake was a three-point shot!
Although his posture is not very good-looking, the goal is really scored! The Lakers chased the score to only 4 points!
Since the Spurs want to defend him like this, he naturally wants to fight back fiercely! The Spurs attacked again, Duncan still wanted to jam He Yiming, He Yiming pretended to be stuck by Duncan!
On the other side, Tony Parker passed the ball to Ginobili, Ginobili shook and found that there was still no position, and then saw Duncan asking for the ball on the inside, and Ginobili also passed it!
At this moment, He Yiming took half a step forward, which was equivalent to a half-winding forward action, and at the same time, the arm produced at the same time, the middle finger of his right hand touched the basketball, and the basketball flew out of the predetermined track in another direction!
It just so happened that Meta Waldpease was in that position to defend Richard Jefferson!
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The Spurs quickly retreated, and He Yiming ran over to pick up Meta Waldepes! However, he still gave the ball to Luke Wharton, because He Yiming's physical strength was almost unbearable!
As soon as He Yiming passed the half, he still encountered the Spurs' bag, but this time, He Yiming made a gesture to the inside, Gasol saw this gesture and made a no-ball cover for He Yiming on the right side, He Yiming took advantage of Gasol's cover, ran back, and slipped directly into the bottom line, scaring the Spurs players to hurriedly tighten the inside!
At this time, He Yiming ran back again, came to the bottom corner of the right side, and Luke Wharton saw He Yiming's position and gave the ball to He Yiming with a long pass!
He Yiming opened his hand and shot a three-point shot! The Spurs players did not make up the defense in time!
He Yiming hit a three-pointer again! At present, the difference between the two teams is only 1 point, and Popovich is in a hurry off the court, but he has no timeout in his hand!
"He Yiming, hit three points again, the Lakers caught up with the score, and now the two teams are only one point apart!" Barkley said excitedly!
"Charles, did you notice?" asked Kenny Smith suddenly!
"What?" Barkley was a little surprised, and what else he Charles Barkley hadn't noticed?
"He Yiming has hit 11 three-pointers!" Kenny Smith said in a non-startling tone!
"What???11 three-pointers!Isn't that almost equal Kobe's previous record of 12 three-pointers in a single game?" Barkley really didn't notice
"No, this record, last season, was held by He Yiming and Kobe Bryant once! This time, if He Yiming gets another record of 12 three-pointers, it will still be his!" Barkley came back to his senses and said to Kenny Smith!
"Yes, I just want to say that in He Yiming's 74-point score, three points account for 33 points, almost half of the score!" Kenny Smith said nonchalantly!
"Uh... Okay!" Barkley had no choice but to take a back seat and watch where Kenny Smith was pretending!
"Hahaha!" the audience in front of the TV laughed!
The game continued, and there was still the last 1 minute and 23 seconds left, but the Lakers were gaining momentum, they continued to chase points, and finally caught up with the score at the end of the game, but the Spurs were a little bad on their side, attacking again, this time the Lakers were ordered by the three armies, no matter what, they didn't let the Spurs attack successfully!
"Bang!" In the end, Richard Jefferson's ball ended in iron! He Yiming took advantage of the situation to win the rebound! The Spurs' offense ended without a problem again, and the morale of their entire team has dropped a lot!
This time, He Yiming ran again, pulling out the Spurs' defensive space, and Gasol got a chance to hit a mid-range shot on De Juan Blair's head!
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