Chapter 845
There was an open field in front of him, and Billups was also a rare thriller in this situation.
When rushing to the three-point line, Billups gently threw the ball towards the rebound with one hand. John Salmons, who arrived later, immediately jumped up, grabbed the rebounding basketball with one hand, and after crossing half a circle in the air with his arm, he smashed the ball into the basket with all his might.
"Wow! Beautiful chasing offense, beautiful aerial relay! The Rockets don't even look like they're even having time to react, and it looks like the two sides are going to be in a scoring battle again. The drug names of the Rockets and Lamar of the Knicks are both the stars of their respective teams, and although they are in different positions, I hope that this matchup can also bring us something different. ”
It is not difficult to hear from Bill Walton's words that on the Rockets' side, Francis has been automatically marginalized and is no longer regarded as a symbol of the Rockets as he was in the previous four seasons.
Of course, the cause of this situation is also caused by Francis, the owner of the incomparable talent, once hailed as Olajuwon's successor to the rocket's darling, has long since lost himself because of the bright lights around him.
"What the hell are you doing?" Mobley angrily rushed to Francis's side, and he was very dissatisfied with Francis's inaction just now: "Steve, cheer up! Look what you're doing? Do you want to be traded by the team?"
Among the Rockets, Francis and Mobley have worked together for the longest time, and their personal relationship is also the best, but at this time, Francis doesn't listen to anything at all.
All Francis is thinking about how to show himself on the offensive end, prove to Rudy Tomjanovic, his teammates, and the top brass of the team that he is strong so that he can get back what he lost.
In the face of Mobley's angry accusations, Francis was speechless for a while. His mind was still chaotic, and he silently pushed Mobley in front of him aside: "Take care of yourself!"
Looking at Francis in the distance, Mobley couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He's done his best, but the same Francis who used to be on the field and scoop for things won't come back!
As for the last game, maybe it was just a flash in the pan or maybe it was just an accident. Now Francis has no intention of fighting, and at this moment he only has nostalgia for the position of the team's boss. As for whether he can stay with the Rockets in the future, it depends on Francis himself.
Next, the Rockets' offense still found the name of the drug. This time, Anderson's attention was obviously much more focused, not only did he cause a lot of trouble when he was going around the front defense, but he also failed to succeed in a few feints after that.
In desperation, Yao Ming could only re-hand the ball to the outside and then organize. It's just that Francis, who was in charge of receiving on the outside, didn't understand the meaning of the name of the medicine very well, and after receiving the ball, he raised his hand and threw the ball.
"Bang!"
The basketball popped out of the frame, and the three-point shot that was originally nine out of ten is now less bright.
The basket turned into chaos, and Battier finally grabbed the ball in his hand. After grabbing the rebound, Battier didn't look ahead, just raised his hand and threw the ball out.
When Billups received the ball in the front court, Mobley also rushed in front of him. Billups took the ball and spun it around his waist before turning his back to Lamar, who dunked easily for two points.
"Steve, what are you doing?
Rudy Tomjanovich almost forgot that this was the first time he stood up tonight, and he was about to forget that this was the first time he called Francis's name. In short, he is becoming more and more disappointed with Francis now, such a player is not worthy of the 10 million big contract at all, such a person is only worthy of going to the development league to make a living.
The Rockets attacked again, and this time the Knicks responded more thoroughly, first letting Chris Anderson use his physical strength to take a forward strategy against the drug name, not allowing the drug name to get the ball smoothly in the low post, and then as long as the drug name ran out of the low post and was ready to respond near the free throw line, Chris Anderson and Lamar would immediately wrap him.
Surrounded by two strong men, the name of the medicine can't be played even if it has three heads and six arms.
The name of the medicine also thought about cooperating with Francis, but Francis's state today was too weak, and he couldn't grasp several opportunities in a row. Gradually, even the name of the medicine lost confidence in his former big brother.
The Rockets' offense was muted and could only rely on positional battles to score a little bit of difficulty, while the Knicks were a completely different scene. Seeing that the game gradually entered the rhythm of the Knicks, Van Gundy also began to deploy the lineup with confidence. Barbosa and Wang Zhizhi, who had not played much before, were also replaced by Van Gundy to find form.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Francis is still playing the role of a blacksmith with all his heart. Obviously, his hand tonight was terrible, but Francis still didn't give up on throwing his own basketball.
As a result, teammates have begun to stop trusting Francis, and the basketball stays in his hands for less and less time, after all, no teammate wants to throw the ball into the bottomless pit. Francis was indeed very famous in the past, and he used to make his teammates of the Rockets really regard him as the boss of the team, but today's Francis is rotten in every way.
Francis's heart was actually anxious, looking at the increasingly gloomy face of head coach Rudy Tomjanovich, looking at the increasingly suspicious eyes of his teammates, his fragile self-esteem was about to drive him crazy. But the more anxious Francis's mind became, the worse his hand felt, and the more likely he was to make mistakes.
Gradually, Francis also noticed the problem, no matter how good the space he run, he couldn't see the ball coming. If it was in the past, when everyone revolved around him alone, he would have a lot of opportunities in his hands, but the current situation made him naturally think of a word of rebellion!
"Pass me the ball quickly!"
Francis finally couldn't help but roar loudly, he was used to the spotlight, and he couldn't stand the feeling of being ignored like this now. He wants to prove himself, he wants to prove himself, he wants to regain the trust of his team-mates and the manager. What Francis needs most now is opportunity, but in the face of his rants and complaints, the rest of the Rockets simply turned a blind eye. Perhaps they also couldn't figure out why Rudy Tomjanovic put this man on the pitch.
The players couldn't figure it out, in fact, even Rudy Tomjanovic himself couldn't figure it out. Probably there is still a little expectation of Francis in his heart, after all, Francis has also exploded in adversity many times before to save the team, but as time passes by minute and second, Francis's outburst is still missing, and Rudy Tomjanovic's patience is finally about to collapse.
"Bang!"
Finally got a chance, but the basketball thrown out of the basket once again had a close contact with the basket, Rudy Tomjanovic couldn't stand it anymore, and called the veteran Joan Barry, and now he would rather believe in a declining Joan Barry than believe in the former king SF3.
Francis was very silent when he came off the field, very silent, which made Lamar not only have a feeling of heroic twilight in his heart. But how old is Francis, he is not yet 27 years old.
"Look at that guy, I think he's so pitiful!" Chris Anderson walked behind Lamar again at some point, and looked at Francis and suddenly said, "Lamar, this guy seems to be in the same year as you in the draft, right?"
"Hmmm, poor?" Lamar also smiled, "Chris, this is not the end! When that guy's pride comes up, I'm afraid even I will be afraid of three points." You must know that none of the guys who can make a name for themselves in the NBA are good to get along with! This guy is just getting along now, and as for when he will wake up, God probably only knows!"
What Lamar thought was going to be an extremely tough battle for revenge before the game had changed since the start of the third quarter.
No matter how powerful the name of the medicine is, he is just a powerful interior player, he can pinch Chris Anderson and Hilario and others in his own hands and beat them hard, but there are still many things that he can't solve.
Rudy Tomjanovic seems to have been utterly disappointed in Francis, and as the head coach of a team, he can't tolerate a guy who has the highest salary on the team, but who can't even match the role of a base-paid player.
Francis hasn't played since being substituted in the second half of the second quarter. This former darling of Team Rocket can only watch with blank eyes as Team Rocket, which he once loved and may still cherish, gradually sinks, and he may have unwillingness, remorse, or not at all.
Without Francis's support on the outside, lacking that sharp breakthrough and accurate pull-up jump shot, relying on an old cat Mobley alone, it is obviously impossible to give much help to the inside drug name, but it is extremely difficult for the Rockets to take off.
Whether it's the conscientious Jumai Howard or David Wesley, who once made a name for himself in the NBA, it's impossible for these people to replace Francis. At most, they just throw a few three points of gambling on the outside, as if bluffing.
Rockets head coach Rudy Tomjanovic on the sidelines has his fingers rubbed white, it's not that he doesn't want to make a difference, it's just that he really has nothing to do. The people around him who can be sent to the court have been dispatched, and it is only now that he has figured out what the key reason for the Rockets' failure this season is.