Chapter 30: I can't stand the way you look when you're surrounded and beaten.
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The Dallas have built a three-point lead. After the little tiger played due to special circumstances, they gradually took the initiative, and the black mamba was dragged into the quagmire by them, with a long fork choked seven inches, isolated.
"I'm coming. β
The little tiger patted the black mamba on the shoulder.
The Black Mamba nodded.
Drop, the referee blows the whistle, and the Lakers serve a sideline ball.
The basketball was handed to Luke Wharton, who quickly transferred to Kobe Bryant on the strong side.
Kobe Bryant received the ball, without half a minute of hesitation, straight into the penalty area, and broke through the frame.
In an instant, Josh Howard, Stackhouse, and Nowitzki rushed up to beat the Black Mamba to death.
The Black Mamba insisted on going his own way, reaching deep into the penalty area, and the defense suddenly contracted.
Seeing that the Black Mamba is about to repeat the same mistake again, he will be wiped out in the three-second zone.
"Hey!"
Little Tiger's voice sounded from his side: "And me." β
The little tiger came through the air, the black mamba threw the basketball into the sky, the little tiger threw the ball with one hand to the back of his head, Darius Myers arrived from the bottom line, the little tiger had sucked all the defenses away, Diop had even jumped high... It is not him who can turn in the air.
Rumble!
Miles packs the basketball into the basket.
Little Tiger smiled and landed on the ground, and he reached out and slapped the black mamba in the high-five.
He raised an eyebrow and told Kobe, "I can't stand the way you look like you're surrounded and beaten." β
Kobe Bryant was stunned when he heard this, his mouth was long, and his straight waist was full of pride and arrogance: "Just them?"
The little tiger smiled, turned around and walked to the backfield... Anyway, he wasn't going to tell Kobe Bryant that he had taken eight shots and only hit two in the five minutes he had just made.
Jason Terry quickly took the basketball beyond the three-point line, and instead of insisting on eating the tigers, he handed the basketball to Josh Howard, who had a better hand...... Howard's forced eating of Luke Wharton has become the main theme of the third quarter.
"Playboy. β
The jet's flirtatious voice rang in Little Tiger's ears: "If you can't get them, you can give me their phone numbers." β
The little tiger looked him up and down.
"What are you?"
The contemptuous tone and mocking gesture crushed from top to bottom.
Jason Terry was instantly enraged.
Bang!
Josh Howard's shot was interfered with by Darius Myers, who suddenly caught the ball on the side, and the basketball bounced high.
The tiger quickly cut in, jumped high to pick up the backcourt rebound, and pushed the fast break sharply.
Jason Terry chased after him, he kept guiding the little tiger to the sideline, he tried to wait for half time, and suddenly stepped forward to pounce to... Frontal aggression destroys his fast attack.
Little Tiger quickly crossed the halfway line. Seeing that he was about to change direction and go beyond the three-point line, Jason Terry couldn't wait.
He gritted his teeth and quickly rushed over, he had already seen that the little tiger was using his left hand to hold the ball, forcing him into a corner, he could not form a change of direction, and could only be knocked down head-on.
However, in the moment of lightning.
The fast-moving tiger tiger was about to be knocked over by Jason Terry, who suddenly attacked fiercely.
But, huh!!
"Oh my God!!!What happened??"
el-latigoοΌοΌ
Reggie Miller shouted loudly to summon the classic over-the-top moves of the little tiger.
This is the original version of ShammGod, and unlike ShammGod, this move is more like spinning in place, and all the changes are done with only one hand.
The little tiger went from moving quickly to braking suddenly, then quickly turning his left hand and spinning sharply. The ferocious impact of Jason Terry got nothing.
Jason Terry, who had lost his center of gravity, couldn't even see how Little Tiger completed this god-level performance.
At the moment when the little tiger staggered past him, he pouted his ass slightly, and just a little force exerted it became the straw that crushed the ferocious jet.
The jet flew out of the field and crashed in front of the technical bench in embarrassment.
He paid the price for his malice.
If he had reserved a little aggression, he wouldn't have been so miserable.
Swish!
Little Tiger assists Black Mamba to complete the fatal attack outside the three-point line.
By the time he turned around, Jason Terry was struggling to get up, and a large bag had swollen on his forehead.
Drip!
Johnson asked for a timeout.
At this time, the arena of the American Airlines Center was in a commotion, with some irrepressible screams, but more of them were forcibly suppressed after the excitement of boos...... The Texas cowboys are conflicted.
From an ornamental point of view, the classic 'el-latigo' of the little tiger is impeccable and perfect.
But... He's shaking the Dallas players.
He sent the jet straight out of the field and crashed in front of the tech bench.
How can you cheer for him? April Fool's Day has long passed.
"Well done. β
Kobe Bryant high-fived him on the bench, and the little tiger walked onto the court, completely changing the Lakers' predicament.
"The Mavericks have to send at least four players to stop the Tigers and Black Mamba's offense. β
McBrin hit the nail on the head at the commentary desk: "Coach Johnson didn't have the defensive system he learned from San Antonio. I'll admit that the Dallas have a top-three offense in the league, but their defense isn't as good as the stats suggest. β
"What do you mean... Even if the Lakers put two pigs inside, they can win the game?"
Bill Wharton debuted as a great center, and he couldn't stand the scorn of the interior.
At the same time, Bynum was complaining to another great centre-forward, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar: "I'm not comfortable playing at all, I'm the low axis of the triangle, but now I can't get the ball at all. β
The nineteen-year-old deliberately spoke loudly.
He was afraid that the Zen master, the black mamba or the little tiger next to him would not hear it.
He willfully believes that he deserves more possession and a more important tactical position.
"I have to put a little pressure on them. β
The little shark said secretly in his heart.
The black mamba and the little tiger looked at each other, they didn't agree with the little shark's argument, in fact, either of them could go to the low position to do the shaft... Bynum is not irreplaceable.
Phil Jackson snapped his fingers: "Kwame Brown, you replace Andrew." β
The Zen master never lifted his eyelids, and Bynum's complaints looked not only childish but also funny to him.
Drip!
The whistle blows, and Dallas throws the jet into the repair shop in its place with the faster Devin Harris.
Little Tiger is never afraid of fast players, and he doesn't worry about anyone overtaking him than speed.
Not only is he proficient in straight-line acceleration, but he is also a veteran driver in corners.
Devon Harris is more tender than a medium-rare steak in comparison.
In the last minute or so of the third quarter, the Little Tiger and the Black Mamba teamed up to bombard the Dallasians' basket with a frontal abuse of the frame.
Without Dampier as an inside barrier, the Mavericks' restricted area is like a pole girl who doesn't even wear ****.
Lakers are interspersed at will!
of all kinds.
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- (To be continued.) )