Chapter 136: Win or Lose (II)
With doubts in his heart, Steve. Blake followed.
This time he managed to avoid Grant. Hill's pick-and-roll.
It's so dangerous, but fortunately I followed.
Just when Blake was secretly relieved in his heart, Steve. Nash jumped.
To whom is he going to pass it on?
Passing back to Hill? Or Jarred at forty-five degrees on the right. Dudley?
However, the man with the number 13 on his back did not play the ball for a long time.
Brush~
Long two points directly into the net!
At 92-90, the Suns led by 2 points.
I thought Mike. Brown would call a timeout and rearrange it, depending on what the referee meant, to continue the game.
Steve. Blake dribbled forward, but his mind was not completely pulled out of the ball just now, if it wasn't for Tang Qian's reminder, he would almost be distracted, and was stolen by the "eyeing" Nash.
Steve. Blake glanced at the No. 13 in front of him, to be honest, his height was the same as his own, but at this moment, Blake felt that the other party was like a 7-foot-long person, and he locked on to himself. It was like being in prison, and the hair was all over my body.
It sounds incredible, but Blake understands that this is the momentum of a strong man, the breath of a superstar player.
Suddenly, it was like becoming a prey, and no matter what, it would be impossible to escape the minions of the hunters.
I...... I want to pass the ball out quickly.
It's this moment, Steve. Blake's truest heart.
The basketball in the palm of your hand is like a reddened potato. It's hot.
Make a moment. I don't want to touch it more.
"Lou. Luke, catch the ball! "Steve. When Blake saw a Lakers player, he was so anxious that he passed the basketball in his hand.
However, the timing of this pass was not good, if it weren't for Wharton's quick eyes, he might have made a mistake and passed directly to the sideline.
Good thing for Luke. Wharton is also "behind the fame". A two-time NBA champion, he is far better than Steve when it comes to his composure in dealing with key situations. Blake.
Luke. After Wharton got the ball, he didn't rush to the ball, but stood in place and watched it carefully for a second before raising his hand to pass the basketball into Phoenix's inside. The receiver was undoubtedly the Spaniard Paulo. Gasol. Gasol's ability to play in the low post is very good. Morris, an all-rookie rookie, wants to guard him, and that's a fantasy. This is still the NBA arena. If you switch to FIBA, Paul. Gasol absolutely taught Markieff every minute. Morris is a man!
Markieff. Morris was already trying his best to defend himself. It's a pity that tonight's "sister-in-law" seems to have to prove herself, and for the children of Markieff, she is fierce and ruthless! Forced confrontation, forced body contact, forced jumping hook hand! Markieff. Morris was "squeezed step by step" and "squeezed step by step" by Gasol, and finally he didn't even have room to jump, so he could only raise his arm weakly, and then watched Gasol score this key goal.
Brush~
Tie the score, 92-92, with less than 7 seconds left in the game.
Suns head coach Alvin Brown. Gentry wanted to call a timeout as usual, but the number 13 on the court stopped him from doing so.
The look in his eyes was like saying, no problem, please trust me.
Alvin. Gentry thought for a moment, then nodded.
This is respect for veterans and trust in veterans.
It doesn't matter if you don't score anyway, there's extra time to plan for.
Seeing Nash dribbling and rushing over, Steve. Blake immediately clung to it.
But he saw a kind of ignorance in the other party's eyes.
Ignore the defense, ignore yourself, ignore everyone in front of you.
It was a palpitating gaze, and as soon as Blake saw it, a strong sense of bad premonition rose in his heart.
But there was not much time left, and in a few seconds, Blake didn't have time to call for help.
The block came up, and this time it was Jalaid. Dudley.
However, the quality of his pick-and-roll was very poor, and Blake broke his pick-and-roll with a casual turnaround.
Just as Blake was ready to follow Steve. Nash, he saw the latter make a face at him.
He...... Is that smiling?
Why laugh?
Are you laughing at yourself???
Wait, this Jalaid. Dudley's pick-and-roll quality is so poor, could it be that it is ......
Is it deliberately not ???
The goal is to draw both himself and the defender into Nash, and then ...... Open Shot???
When I think of Jalaid. Dudley's career three-point shooting rate was close to 40 percent. Blake's heart twitched violently!
Just as he was about to turn the gun and rush over to pounce on Jalaid. Dudley, "Son of the Wind" stopped.
This step is ......
Stop???
No, not good!
Blake screamed in his heart, and then with all his strength, he pounced on the Suns' No. 13.
It's a pity that it's too late.
Steve. Nash was already standing near the top arc, and he kicked his feet and his body rose off the ground.
It turned out that he was going to come in person for this final blow!!
Steve. Blake didn't think of it, the Lakers didn't think of it, and the audience didn't think of it.
But it just happened.
Take off, bend your arms, and shoot shots.
The orange basketball made a beautiful arc high in the air and headed straight for the basket in Los Angeles.
2 seconds.
1 second.
0.5 seconds.
Will it go in?
Phoenix was holding its breath at home.
Brush~~~
This crisp shabu-shabu sound directly exploded the Western Arena in the United States!
A large number of cheers were surging.
The opposite of that is the Los Angeles Lakers players, including Donne. There was a look of disbelief on everyone's faces. Look left and right. The expression is stiff and sluggish.
Beep~~~
In the last 0.5 seconds, the Lakers made this "desperate shot" by Steve Blake, due to insufficient force, the basketball was directly three non-sticky, and it was sucked back to the ground 3~4 inches away from the basket.
At the end of the game, the Phoenix Suns got revenge and defeated the visiting Los Angeles Lakers 95-92.
"How's that, Oriental boy. I mean it, right? "After the game, Steve. Nash walked past Tang Qian's side and said.
Tang Qian's face was full of depression, and he didn't say a word, just nodded, which was regarded as a promise.
"Don't look like that." After winning, Nash was in a good mood and said, "This is basketball, this is the NBA, isn't it?" ”
Tang Qian still didn't speak, and the annoyance in his expression was clear at a glance.
"haha~ After all, I've been in this alliance for more than ten years. Teach you lessons, that's my job. After Nash finished speaking, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "I think I was beaten by the point guard master John Brown. Stockton class. I still remember that scene to this day! ”
"But the older generation of players will eventually retreat, and it took me a full 4~5 years to beat him in the first real sense, 12-9, this set of assist data comparison, I will never forget." Nash looked at Tang Qian and said, "You're still young, and there's still time to hone your skills, I'm Steve. Nash, look forward to the day you beat me head-on. ”
"Hmph, I'm going to beat you next time!" Tang Qian said a little "sullenly".
“what? Next? haha~That's still too early~" Nash finished speaking, patted Tang Qian's arm, and then entered the players' tunnel at home.
……
On the same day, the ESPN basketball section played the headline.
Steve. Nash, three-point defeat of the Lakers, the Suns revenge successfully!
The Phoenix Suns official website even gave Nash a big close-up, titled: Son of Phoenix, Steve. Nash beats Los Angeles!
There is only one sentence on the official website of the Los Angeles Lakers:
This is not the strongest of us!
And Tang Qian himself appeared on the page of the official website for the first time.
Although it is ranked under the title of "Steve Kills Los Angeles", Tang Qian's big picture is still eye-catching.
The name given for this title is:
Oriental beast, China's hot money won 27 rebounds in the half!
The accompanying picture of this title is the moment when Tang Qian grabbed the rebound.
An excerpt from the article follows:
That's a terrible statistic, just five short of touching Bill. Russell's 1957 season half-court rebounding record was recorded, and he, hot, was still a Chinese and a non-draft player, which is really an incredible thing! Judging from the whole game, his rebounding ability is very amazing, and the rebounding data of Gortat, Morris, and Frye are not as many as him! If he can keep up that form, oh no, half the way through, then I'm sure he's going to be the NBA's new "Mr. Million" in the future.
And the person who wrote this article is quite famous in *** TV station, Craig. Sagar, known as "Mr. Color", has worked in sports on many TV stations, and his vision and vision are very good.
"Hot, congratulations, Mr. Color's praise article is not common." On a charter flight to Los Angeles, Ci Shiping and Tang Qian quipped.
"Oh, is it? Is he famous? Even though he has the memory of the second generation, he still knows very little about the famous people in the United States.
"Famous? shi.t! Of course it's famous! He is one of the veterans of *** TV station, and he rarely writes by himself! When Ci Shiping heard Tang Qian's words, he immediately pressed his forehead, looking speechless.
"I see." Tang Qian nodded, and then silently in his heart, remembering this is called Craig. Sagar's name.
But he didn't get distracted for too long, because at the moment, he had an important thing to do.
That's his ten-day contract, which is about to expire.
PS: Friends who are familiar with the NBA, especially fans of the Spurs, this Mr. Color, should have an impression~ Old man Popovich. Base. One of the friends~ is a real brave person! Since April 2014, he has been battling leukemia, but in July 2015, he received various treatments, and now he has been discharged from the hospital and continues to report on various NBA games~~~
Thank you Leng Yinyun for the big monthly pass~ Thank you and I for the years, and the big reward from the thick book ~ Thank you~~~ (To be continued.) )