Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Crisis of Physical Strength
Back in the team bench area, the substitutes took the initiative to stand up and give up their seats to the main players. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Zhang Yufeng and others sat on the stool and drank mineral water in large gulps, and Ren Qinwei directly poured mineral water on his head to cool down his fiery body.
"The first half was very good, the private secondary school was out of tricks, the confidence was lost, and in the second half we held on to the lead and we won." Chen Feng said emotionally, inspiring everyone.
"Don't worry, coach, we've got it." Ren Qinwei said with a smile, he is always so optimistic.
"Hmm." Chen Feng nodded, "Just a few minutes ago, the result of another game also came out, the fourth middle school defeated the vocational middle school by a narrow margin, if we beat the private middle school, then it will be much easier to play the fourth middle school, and if you win the fourth middle school, you can advance to the next stage of the competition, so everyone must come on!" ”
"Yes!" All the team members replied loudly, and the momentum was like a rainbow!
In the bench of a private middle school not far away, there was dead silence, no one spoke, only the sound of drinking water.
The coach of the private middle school stood in the middle, looking at the depressed players, but he didn't know what to say to comfort, he didn't expect that No. 15 Ren Qinwei and No. 8 Zhang Yufeng, as newcomers, would have shown unrivaled strength.
But there is still a chance, they still have a full half time to chase points, as long as there is hope and the fighting spirit is not extinguished, then there is a possibility of miracles, and as a team coach, you can't transmit the negativity in your heart to your players.
"Okay, everyone, cheer up, don't hang your head, haven't we lost yet?" The coach of the private middle school clapped his hands and motivated the players.
'We still have a chance to catch up and win the game.' He continued.
The players looked at him, their eyes were empty, their expressions were confused, and they had lost confidence, only Zhao Shidong and Zhou Xingwei were full of unwillingness, after learning about this year's league system reform, the two were full of confidence and high spirits, and they all wanted to break out of the division, enter the final finals, and have a good scenery, but they didn't expect that the first game would be ruined, how could they be willing.
"In the second half of the game, everyone's physical strength will decrease, so the shooting rate will also drop significantly, and what we have to do is to protect the rebound, Zhao Shidong, whether you attack or defend, don't go out of the penalty area, we don't play blocking and dismantling, and we don't cover, you just stand under the basket to grab rebounds and increase our offensive opportunities. Zhou Xingwei and Wang Xiao switch guards, you go to defend Zhang Yufeng, even if you can't completely prevent him, it's good to cause some interference. The coach of the private middle school said while gesturing that this was the last way he could come up with, and it was a desperate fight, with a good effect and a victory, and a bad effect of slapping his ass and going home.
Listening to the coach's deployment, the players in the private middle school seemed to see hope again, and they all cheered up, thinking about turning defeat into victory.
Looking at everyone's state, the coach of the private middle school nodded with satisfaction, "Everyone must maintain their fighting spirit, don't forget that we are the first in the county, how can we easily admit defeat?" As long as we worked hard in the second half and played to our strengths, we could have turned the game around. ”
"Do you have faith?"
"Yes!" The players of the private middle school shouted loudly, as if they wanted to vent all the suppressed emotions in their chests.
On the bench of the third middle school, everyone was shocked when they heard the angry shouts of the private middle school.
"What did the coach of the private middle school do? It actually boosted their morale again. Ren Qinwei was a little surprised.
"It's nothing more than saying something encouraging, don't be afraid, our morale is also very high!" Chen Feng said, but he was faintly uneasy in his heart, "There is such momentum on the other side, can it be said that a way to deal with us has been found!" ”
"Don't be afraid! I have Zhang Yufeng, and no one on the other side can restrain him! Chen Feng immediately comforted himself, but he thought of various ways to deal with it in his mind, he wanted to prove that his coaching ability was stronger than that of the coach of a private middle school, not just relying on Zhang Yufeng!
'Toot! The whistle blows and the second half is about to begin.
Both sides cheered their teams on at the end and then went their separate ways.
The first attack is carried out by the three!
The players in the third middle school are constantly passing the ball, constantly running, looking for gaps, and more patient than in the first half, which is also a sign of gradual improvement in confidence and trust between the players.
The offensive time is getting less and less, but they are still running, at this time, through a cover of Ren Qinwei, Liu Yuan appeared vacant, and the basketball was passed to him in time, without hesitation, mid-range jumper.
'Whew! 'Intoxicating voice!
"Good shot!" Ren Qinwei, who was covering for him, went up to high-five him, his expression was cold, he just high-fived, and he didn't speak or smile.
Ren Qinwei smiled helplessly, after nearly half a month of getting along, he also got to know Liu Yuan roughly, knew that he didn't like to talk, and his personality was also very withdrawn, in short, he was a weirdo, but his skills were great!
"Gone, back to the defense." Zhang Yufeng ran over and patted Ren Qinwei.
The two of them ran to the backfield together.
Zhou Xingwei advanced with the ball, forced Wang Xu, made a layup against the defense, and scored the ball, the whole process was clean and neat, showing his demeanor as the core of a private middle school.
It was the turn of the third middle school to attack, Wang Xu attacked with the ball, everyone continued to run, the ball was in the hands of Ren Qinwei, but he didn't dare to shoot, he was really not confident in his shooting ability, so even if it was empty, he continued to break through with the ball, and used super bounce to score the ball under the basket.
The two sides went back and forth, and the game was deadlocked, and the third middle school always maintained an 8-point lead.
At the end of the third quarter, because of the end of extracurricular activities, the spectators who came to watch the game could only go back to the classroom, although everyone was reluctant to leave and wanted to see the end, but there was no way. So by the fourth quarter, there were no spectators on the sidelines.
In the fourth quarter, both sides put substitute players on the court, and the substitutes in private middle schools were indeed stronger than those in the third middle school, chasing 4 points in two or three minutes.
Helplessly, Chen Feng had to change to the main force to stabilize the situation, and in a few rounds, the score difference was pulled to 8 points, but the physical exertion of the main players was huge.
Liu Weiqiang, Liu Yuan, Wang Xu, the physical strength of the three of them has reached the limit, and it is difficult to run back and forth on the field, let alone make some quick reactions or flexible movements. And although Zhang Yufeng and Ren Qinwei are very physically strong, they are now showing fatigue.
On the other hand, the players in the private secondary school are much better than the players in the third middle school because they have been playing for a long time as a substitute, so even though they are tired.
In the last five minutes of the game, Zhou Xingwei dribbled, and the rest of the team kept running, and soon there was a gap.
Zhao Yuan received the ball and made a mid-range jumper, and Liu Yuan stood not far away, but he was powerless, so he could only watch the basketball fly over his head and fall into the basket.
After three consecutive attacks, there were serious holes in the defense of the three middle schools, and the opponent easily scored, and the score was chased to 58:56.
"Oops!" Chen Feng looked at the players' weak defense and tired offense, and secretly said something bad in his heart.
At this critical moment, he suddenly had a plan, but he hesitated, not knowing whether to use it or not!!