Chapter 101: The True Colors of a Dark Horse
Looking at the crazy St. Joseph's people, the contempt of the people who support Connecticut is written on their faces, and they secretly complain in their hearts! When people who don't know see this, they think they have won, let alone won the championship. If you look down on it, you will look down on it, and you will be scared for sure, will it be hacked? The thought echoed through the minds of Connecticut supporters. Truly! The process of the game is fierce and abnormal, difficult to solve, the strength is absolutely close, and the outcome is unpredictable.
Jim had to call a timeout, with a minute left and a margin of only one point, the situation was urgent. He needs to lay out the final attack and defense in detail.
The timeout was right for Martelley, who also needed to be defended, and Kelly was a defensive powerhouse after all, and he was the perfect fit to come on as a substitute for Le Sowell to deal with Villanueva. "The game has reached a critical moment, stay aggressive, if Villanueva and Rudi hold the ball, resolutely pinch the attack, pay attention to the help defense and the supplementary defense, understand?"
"Yes! Mr. ”
"Kelly! You need to do better. Martelley also made a point of admonishing Kelly because the possibilities for Villanueva to execute this attack are endless, he scored a goal in the last leg and his success rate is the highest.
"Yes! I have no problem at all. ”
"It's a do-or-die game now, both sides have the ball once, it's an exciting moment, and to be honest, I'm a little nervous, but Connecticut still has the initiative, they're a point ahead, and as long as this attack can be done, then it's not a problem." Danny said truthfully.
"That's true, I'm looking forward to it at this point."
The whistle blew and the game continued, with the ball served from the halfway line, St Joseph adopted a pressing strategy, and the players in the field switched back and ran, and Chels successfully got the ball with Boone's block. The Yale team's pressing strategy failed, and everyone retreated to their defensive positions and waited for it.
Chels controlled the ball and kept his rhythm and waited for his teammates to settle down. It was still given to Villanueva, the others pulled away, the two guards ran on the other side, Rudy answered on the weak side, Boone got the basket and everything was ready. Villanueva moved, St Joseph's players also started to move, and Larry, who defended Rudy, came over to help. Villanueva didn't show his back, pushing Kelly in, and Kyle and Martin on the other side also urgently contracted the basket.
The space under the basket was full of people, and Villanueva didn't do anything, giving the ball to Rudy outside the three-point line, and Larry ran desperately to fill in the position. Rudy's three-point inconsistency, at such a critical time, he hesitated, and in the end he still didn't gamble. In the moment of his hesitation, Larry had already pounced, forming a threat to his shot, and now he wanted to shoot, and there was not much space. But Rudy still raised his hand to shoot, and Larry immediately jumped up to interfere.
Here's your chance! Rudy retracted the ball, and Larry, who had come down, was close to the side, not far from the basket, and Smith also came over to clubbed Rudy's pass. Villanueva withdraws from the three-point line, and Kelly defends two steps away from him, so that he can both watch Villanueva and take care of the basket.
Rudy burst into this not deep, shallow position, glanced at the whole field, he found that he had no way out, two defenders on the other side, Boone was standing not far from the people, it was a situation of being blocked, as for Villanueva at the top of the arc, Kelly could defend at any time. He no longer hesitated, turned around and stepped back, and thrown! That's his point, and he's pretty sure of it. It's a pity that the ball didn't go in, and the rebound was picked up by Kyle, who played soy sauce under the basket.
Time out! It doesn't take into account.
"Pull away, Kyle! Others are also focused, ready to catch the ball at any time, while keeping an eye out for rebounds. Martel makes it easy to say that Kyle is tough tonight, but the old man still chooses to believe him, which surprises Kyle, and it makes sense to think about it. As the leader, he brought St. Joseph here, and it should be up to him to decide whether to end or continue. As for the others, an absolute credit limit has not yet been formed. From the bottom of his heart, Martelley also thinks Kyle will make the right choice, shoot or pass!
When the time came, Kyle gestured to pull away and dribbled at the top of the arc before summoning Smith up. Although the defenders on both wings were not far from the basket, Herbert pulled Boone up, so that the basket was completely empty, and Kyle's breakthrough was much more certain.
Control the ball to adjust the rhythm, Kyle suddenly stepped forward, brushed past Smith, Boone chased back, and Panralti, who defended Martin, came over to flank. Kyle changed direction and accelerated, half a step forward from the free throw line, and Boone was passed. The position was already a threat, and Villanueva and Chels quickly approached, sensing that they were about to be completely contained, and Kyle stopped moving forward, turning and retreating on the spot.
It's time to vote! That's what everyone thinks. Boone and Panral didn't hesitate any longer, jumping and pounced. Kyle was happy in his heart, bowed his head and jumped, dodging the two of them's block, and flew to shoot.
The audience's hearts and eyes were raised, all of them were engrossed, their pupils constricted, their mouths were slightly open, their saliva was swallowed, and the snacks on their hands were scattered. The coaches and players on both sides stared at each other, praying in an infinite loop in their hearts to go in or not to go in!
"Whew"! The ball goes in.
The members of the white team were stunned, their bitter gourd faces were connected, and their heartbroken voices were extremely clear. The Blue Brigade roared to their feet, screaming and chanting "Kyle" at all their might.
The game wasn't over yet, the clock was still five seconds away, the game was far from over, and Connecticut had one last offense. Lore? Or go home?
Connecticut's Pause!
"Oh! It's amazing, Kyle can't believe it, you know, he had a terrible shot today, and he stepped up at the last minute and showed what he deserved, and I think I have to praise him, the best in the Big East Conference is well deserved. Danny spoke, incredulous.
"Kyle's footwork is very beautiful, he was born with a big heart, really good, that's what he does, the strength of a superstar, absolutely no one can deny it. His draft market will increase further this year, and the top pick will have his place. Brandi also praised it sincerely.
"But man! The game is far from over, and we need to see how Connecticut sets up, and maybe there will be a miracle. ”
At the end of the timeout, Boone served, the whole court pressed, St. Joseph exploded the small universe, and Leng kept up with the rhythm of the Connecticut geniuses.
If it didn't go out, it was called a timeout again. The game started enough, this time Panral, a neglected supporting role, got the ball, but unfortunately he was really just a supporting role, he was successfully grabbed by Larry and Martin, and then passed to Smith, and Smith then gave Kyle who cleverly ran to the frontcourt, because each tiebreaker includes overtime, and in the last two minutes, fouls on non-players are physical fouls, that is, unsportsmanlike fouls, and two penalties and one throw should be awarded, so only fouls can be made on the ball carrier, but Connecticut's genius can't be faster than the ball. At this point, the time runs out and the game is over.
St. Joseph's 48-47 victory over champion Connecticut showed the true colors of the dark horse and advanced to the round of 16 of the tournament.