Chapter 406
Shanton Anderson, who won the position in this game, gave Dam' Bot a blank look, and said angrily: "That madman is not serious in any game? It's you, it looks like you were addicted to scoring in the last game, aren't you? GGAAX Now you have to say, don't forget the last time we played in Houston, it was because of that guy that we lost. ”
As soon as Shanton Anderson reminded him, Dam' Boult couldn't help but think back to the painful experience. He definitely doesn't want to recall that game if he could. But as soon as he thought of Cato who had left him at a loss, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness. It's not that Cato is better than Shak, Duncan and the like, but this guy knows his strengths and only focuses on the defensive end that he is good at, which makes Dam' Both, who has no offensive power, deflated!
Thinking of this game Cato was unable to play due to injury, so that Dam' Bot didn't even have a chance to take revenge, he felt a burst of breath, hammered his fist twice, and said viciously: "One day I will get it back, and I will practice with these guys in this game!"
Like Dam' Both, Lamar was a little angry, and he was angry that the Rockets had no fighting spirit at all in this game.
Although there are many better and stronger teams in the league today, as a team in the league, as long as you step on the court, you should be worthy of the jersey on your body, worthy of your profession, and worthy of the ball 'fan'!
So Lamar was very annoyed when he looked at the Rockets who had no fighting spirit, but unfortunately when Lamar was annoyed, there were still guys who didn't open their eyes to add fuel to the fire!
As soon as the game began, the undead Maurice Taylor rushed at him in a daze, and said something that made Lamar very annoyed with a self-righteous 'wave' smile.
This is also the reason why at the beginning, Lamar rushed and beat like avenging his father's revenge.
"I'm here to be your opponent in this fight, remember my name - Maurice Taylor, and I'll give you a painful memory today. If you're afraid, you'll be treated with that little "Give Lao Tzu a good time!"
Lamar gritted his teeth and looked back at the clown who was holding the ball and looked unwilling, and finally let go of his clenched fist and snorted disdainfully.
"Who are you? Who will remember you as a nobody, who wants to be Lao Tzu's opponent? You are still a hundred years early! Lao Tzu is going to fight you eunuch today!"
Van Gundy smiled helplessly off the field, as long as he looked at Lamar's face, he knew that the short big forward on the other side, Maurice Taylor, must have said something to stab Lamar.
"Lamar! this game is open, I won't give you any restrictions!"
Van Gundy said something understandingly, but it wasn't good news for the Rockets. Although Lamar has only been in the league for less than three years, the memory of his crazy performance at the beginning is still very deep.
Rudy glanced at Van Gundy in annoyance, and hated in his heart: "Isn't this a clear contempt for people?"
Jeff also felt Rudy's gaze, so he looked back provocatively, thinking in his heart: "I just look down on your current bad team!"
Van Gundy didn't take the current Rocket team to heart, the current Rockets are like a 'sexy' and beautiful 'woman' who has stripped off her clothes and tied her hands behind her back, and the Knicks are not on how they want. If it was the rocket of '94 or '95, Van Gundy might have had a headache and 'touched' his smooth head.
"Lamar! Our goal is to win them by 30 points!"
Since he has already offended people, Van Gundy certainly doesn't care about offending the other party completely. If you have to spare people and get cheap and not behave, can you still be called the bandit leader of the New York gang, the dog-headed military advisor next to Lamar?
Lamar is of course very happy with the manager's decision, as are his team-mates. Since they are bandits, of course they will not let go of the good opportunity to beat the Reservoir Dogs, although the relationship between the two teams was not bad before, but will the Knicks care about setting up another mortal enemy for themselves?
Maybe for these guys who are afraid that the world will not be 'chaotic', this alliance is a mortal enemy, and they are happy.
Basketball games are all about tactics, technique and player morale, and now the Rockets players seem to be unmotivated, where is there any morale to speak of. On the other hand, the Knicks players are like soldiers who have been soldiers for five years and are suddenly thrown into the 'female' pile, screaming and rushing up.
When it comes to technology, this rocket team is even worse, although these players can be called good players and stars. But compared to the old demons like the Knicks, it's not half a star.
Since the technology and morale are not good, the Rockets can only rely on tactics to win this game. The problem is that even though Rudy Tomjanovich, the champion coach, has a million heroes hidden in his chest, it will only be in vain if no one implements it. Looking at the group of old, weak, sick and disabled under his hands, Rudy's heart was full of fire. When Dawson, the manager of the Rockets, wanted to start a rebuild, he said that he wanted to build a championship team for him again. But what did Dawson do? Brought in a third-class crippled old cat Mobley, but what can a Mobley do alone? He's a good attacker, but he's not a good core player. Rudy has now seen through that Steve Francis is not a good team leader, and such a person is only suitable for helping on the sidelines and not for leading the team in a central position.
Before the start of this season, the owner of the Rockets was even more excessive, because of money, he failed to bring Rajabel, whom he has always admired very much, and let go of his most proud disciple Olajuwon, let alone dig up his long-cherished Lamar, and in the end there was just a Maurice Taylor whose brain capacity is obviously inversely proportional to his muscles.
In fact, such a lineup is already very good, after all, he still has Steve Francis and Mobley, the hot backcourt combination in the league today, and Kevin Cato, an interior defensive giant, although it is impossible to compete for the championship, and it is difficult to enter the playoffs, but it is very promising to make a breakthrough in this season.
But now there is no hope, Cato's season is scrapped, Morris Taylor has no limit to his brains, and now he can use the inside line can be said to have no, and there is no power to rise up if he relies on the crippled combination on the outside alone.
"It's so easy to play with these guys. ”
Once again, Dam' Boult relied on his physical advantage to squeeze Morris Taylor under the basket and scored a dunk score. When he returned to the defense, this guy also said cool words with a look of unequal honor.
"Don't let him dunk under your defense, if that guy succeeds in this game, I'll suggest the coach give you some special training!" Lamar said with a faint expression.
Maurice Taylor really didn't stand much of a chance. Taking advantage of the dead ball, the Rockets made their first substitution of the game. The team's 10,000-year-old substitute Cowens came on the field to replace Morris Taylor, who had a physical problem, this guy is so fat, no wonder his fitness is not good.
"Is this guy my opponent right now?" said Dam' Boult, pointing at Cowens who was rushing towards him, in surprise, "This guy is really ugly. "Cowens is really not good-looking, and when you see his face, Lamar thinks of some kind of marine fish.
"Let's look at your face before anyone else, right? You big salmon!" Chauncy naturally wouldn't let go of an opportunity to hit Dam' Bote, and said with a wicked smile: "You are at most half a catty tael!"
"Nonsense! I'm much more handsome than he is. Besides, what qualifications do you halibut have to talk about me?" As he spoke, the handsome Damme Boult collided with the ugly Cowens, and his words happened to be partially heard by Cowens.
"What is he talking about? handsome? Do you mean I'm handsome? I didn't expect him to be very discerning, I seem to be really handsome! Yes! That's right! I'm very handsome!"
Because of excessive narcissism and inexplicable self-confidence, Cowens's attention now doesn't know where to go, and he is thinking wildly.
It was at this point that Mobley passed the ball, and he passed it to Cowens, who was full of his own handsomeness. It's not to blame Mobley for not having the eye to find the wrong person, in fact, the most physical person on the court for the Rockets now is Cowens, who has just come on the court, and everyone else has already been choked by the Knicks.
"Smack!"
Mobley deliberately passed a half-high ball in order to take care of the big brother who was soft on the receiver, but the problem was that Cowens's attention was not on the game at all, and the basketball was 'fine' on Cowens's 'chest'.
"Oops!"
was fantasizing about his handsome appearance to attract Britney Spears, the queen of the song Beyoncé and other beautiful 'women', and finally hugged the beauty and walked into the marriage hall side by side, Cowens, who was smashed by a sudden basketball, and finally came back to his soul.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to grab the ball in his hand the moment the basketball was away from him.
"Cowens, what the hell is going on in your mind as a bastard? This is a game, you better take me seriously! or you go to the Development League to retire!" Rudy finally couldn't suppress his anger, and angry scolding followed.
The more Rudy looks at this big man now, the more unpleasant he becomes, and if he has a handful, he really wants to burst out of him first.
After Cowens was scolded by Rudy, he couldn't help but play a 'excited' spirit, and quickly leaned on Dam's 'Bo' and hit it hard, dribbling the ball a few times to attack. In terms of strength, he and Dam' Bot are half a pound and two, and he has the wrong idea to eat with strength. A few arches back didn't work, and Cowens grabbed the basketball and tried to force a layup.