Chapter 427: The Last Regular Game (6)

"It's more than two minutes, two points apart, maybe it's going to be overtime. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" said a fan rubbing his hands and feeling a little excited.

On the side, many people looked at him in unison, their eyes were not very friendly, and he was stunned, and asked carefully, "What's wrong?"

"What do you mean by overtime, you mean we can't win at UCLA?" a young man, apparently a UCLA student, glared at him and asked loudly.

"This ...... Of course not. The fan shook his head again and again, and sneered, "I also support UCLA." ”

"Huh......" the UCLA student snorted, and then let him go.

In fact, many people have the same idea as this fan, these people are neutral, so they don't care if they can win over there, they only care if the game is good or not.

"Toot ......"

Players from both sides returned to the field and the University of Oregon attacked.

The ball quickly reached the front court and was given to Marcus, who was the heart of the University of Oregon and had to step up and score and take on the team's responsibilities.

He glanced at Douglas, a quick cross step, suddenly changed direction, accelerated, and used his body to squeeze Douglas away, taking advantage of the trend in three steps.

Charles quickly stepped forward and slapped him.

"Smack!"

"Toot ......"

When the whistle blew, the referee pointed at Charles and gave him a thug foul, but fortunately Marcus was directly pressed down, and the ball failed to score, and only got two free throws.

Walking to the free throw line, the court was booed, Marcus took a deep breath, didn't look at the fans, just stared at the basket, and flicked his wrist.

"Huh!"

A free throw hits.

The second free throw, the same hit, Marcus's mental quality is still good, the basic skills are also solid, and he is not stage frightened at critical times.

At 79:79, the score was tied with two minutes left.

UCLA attacked, Chen Feng controlled the ball, Oregon took a full-court press, and even opened a package on Chen Feng. Fortunately, UCLA's side was prepared, Chen Feng quickly divided the ball, Douglas received the ball and advanced quickly, and soon crossed the halfway line and handed the ball back to Chen Feng.

"Pick-and-roll!"

Austin brought it up to Chen Feng to block and dismantle, Chen Feng shook off Steven, but the figure in front of him flashed, and Marcus quickly made up for it.

"Hmph, I'm not going to let you score. Marcus said secretly in his heart, staring at Chen Feng, opening his hands and waiting for the battle.

He is 1.96 meters tall, weighs 89 kilograms, has excellent physical fitness, and has a long arm span. And his speed is very fast, which puts a lot of pressure on Chen Feng.

glanced at his teammates, saw Douglas, Renard were running back and forth, entangled with the opponent, Charles was also fighting with Martin, there seemed to be no good chances, Chen Feng thought about it, took a deep breath, and finally decided to come by himself.

In fact, at this point, the ball is safest only for him, or Charles to play, and relatively speaking, it is more appropriate to give it to him, because he is the outside lineman.

Outside players can shoot and pass, and at some point, it's easier to handle the ball than inside players.

"Breath ......" took a deep breath, Chen Feng dribbled faster, first changed direction, broke through from the left hand side, and the speed was very fast.

Marcus was also quick to react, quickly retreating half a step back to block the route.

However, Chen Feng braked suddenly, turned around, handed the ball to his right hand, and made a quick change of direction, so that Marcus was still a beat slower after all and failed to keep up.

One step past Marcus, Chen Feng entered the inside line, and saw that the opponent's big forward Randle had pounced, he didn't dare to delay, quickly jumped up, and threw a throw.

"Huh!"

The ball goes in.

Falling from the sky, Randall was a little helpless, although he was much taller than Chen Feng, he was still helpless when he encountered a throw.

81:79。

University of Oregon Offensive.

It's a crucial ball with just over a minute left, and if the ball goes in, equalizes the score, or overtakes the score, then the form will be good for the University of Oregon. But if you can't score, the best is to waste an offensive opportunity, and the worst is to be counterattacked by UCLA, then the point difference will be further widened, and as time becomes less and less, the hope of winning for the University of Oregon will become more and more slim.

So, whether it's a few players on the field, or the University of Oregon bench on the sidelines, coach Brandt, or some of the people in the audience who support the University of Oregon, the Oregon fans in front of the TV and the computer, everyone can't help but get nervous.

"Slow down, don't rush, play steady. Coach Brandt shouted from the sidelines.

On the field, UCLA's side also adopted a full-court pressing tactic, Steven failed to get the ball, or Marcus made a timely counterrun, took the ball on the baseline himself, and began to advance.

After crossing the halfway line, Marcus didn't mean to pass the ball, this ball is not safe for anyone, he has to come by himself.

A breakthrough, slowing down, then accelerating suddenly, passing Douglas in an instant.

I have to say that Marcus has a very good ability, and he is also exceptionally calm at this time, taking advantage of a change in speed to pass Douglas, and then flying and jumping.

In front of him, Austin also jumped, but Marcus was prepared, and shrank in the air, as if he was suspended in the air, avoiding Austin's block.

When Austin began to fall, he suddenly thrust his waist and abdomen, and his powerful ability to stay in the air was fully displayed, and he lifted the ball again.

"This ball is here. Marcus was relieved.

But at this moment, a "careful" came into his ears, and before he could react, an arm rose up, and across Austin, he snapped and flew the ball fan out.

"What?" Marcus's heart shuddered, and he fixed his eyes on Charles.

Charles knew that Marcus wouldn't pass the ball, so he pounced early in the morning, and when he saw Marcus dodging in the air, he suddenly knew it in his heart and jumped quickly. At this time, Marcus had already begun to fall, but Charles jumped to the top, and the height difference between the two was a big difference, so even if he was separated by a person, Charles still fanned Marcus with the ball.

"Good hat. Douglas secretly praised in his heart, and when he saw the ball flying towards him, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and quickly hugged the ball.

Now UCLA is still two points ahead, and there is only about a minute left, so Douglas is not in a hurry, holding on to the ball, only seeking stability, not speed.

Seeing Douglas clutching the ball, Steven and Spike of the University of Oregon quickly pounced.

However, at this point, Karl called a timeout with great experience, and the University of Oregon's plan to force Douglass to make a mistake failed.