Chapter 122: The Devil's Smile
Half-time. Li Qiang and his teammates were sitting in the home team's lounge farting and chatting.
"Brothers, we did a good job in the first half. The Spurs have played very well, and our interior line has been blown into slag. But at half-time we still had a 10-point lead over them. Brother Qiang, you haven't even made a force to score violently and suffocate defense, right? Braque said proudly to Li Qiang with some flattery.
"Hehe, you can't say that. In my opinion, our interior defense is very problematic, and if I hadn't attracted two or three people to assist you later, it is still unknown whether I can break through the Spurs' joint defense! Li Qiang smiled and said modestly.
"Brother Li Qiang, Lao Tzu is tired of fighting the inside, and his two fists are hard to beat with four hands. When our lineup was formed, we were thinking about it, and the inside line had our Gasol Gago, Brother Lefufu, and Lao Tzu, and the three all-stars were luxurious enough, so we only found two NBDL-level soy sauce inside substitutes. Now Lao Tzu is completely alone and fighting against the two of them inside and the two sports cars of France and Argentina that rushed in without their lives. β
Polles wiped the sweat from his face and said the above words with some weakness. After speaking. Polles began to gasp for air again. It seems that he doesn't even have the strength to speak.
"Porres, you're right, we do have a big problem on the inside right now." Head coach Bernie Sanders spoke.
After a pause, he continued: "I thought about the whole half in the first half and finally got me to come up with a tacticγγγγγγ An evil smile suddenly appeared on Sanders' face.
"Squeak-" The whistle sounded. The second half began.
All the Timberwolves players pounced on the Spurs players like wolves that had seen meat. Sanders' tactics are simple, one-on-one defense against the Spurs, starting to defend aggressively on the outside, severing the connection between players, and resigning them to fate if they break through the interior.
The Spurs suddenly didn't adapt to this change of defensive tactics and conceded two goals in a row.
Spurs head coach Popovich immediately called a timeout.
Immediately after the timeout, the Spurs turned around.
There is a saying that "the horse is fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt." I saw that after the pause, the French sports car Parker practiced with people, and staged two one-stop services in a row. Yes, Bobo's countermeasure is also very simple, let the sports car go to the singles!
Argentine Manu was gearing up on the bench, apparently preparing for a later play.
"Wiggins, let's change our guard. I'm here to guard Parker. Lee said coolly to Wiggins, who had been blown up by the sports car.
Parker received the ball, still as before, and rushed through the half court like a child of the wind. The corners of Parker's mouth curled in an eerie arc.
"On that kid, I guess I can get a good statistic today." Parker thought to himself.
Suddenly, Parker saw that it was not Wiggins who appeared in front of him, but a man with yellow skin and black hair. The lines of his muscles have reached the perfect golden ratio, as if they were the work of God; He can cause an earthquake throughout the league with just one word, and countless media are chasing after him; How many times has his majestic figure blocked his layup, which has become a nightmare that he lingers every night...
The man, at this moment, showed him a demonic smile.
The smile on Parker's face froze suddenly.
"Slap" When he came back to his senses, the ball in his hand had already been taken away by Li Qiang.