On January 13, 2018, Beijing time, the Houston Rockets will usher in their last game of the 17-18 season on the road in Phoenix. In the first half, they were 29-11, second in the West and third in the league.

At one point, they won 14 in a row, ranking first in the NBA's East and West.

However, in the past half a month, they seem to have poor hand, many injuries and stoppages after five consecutive defeats, and the star James Harden is also on the sidelines. Winning first and then losing to the Eastern Conference rival Celtics, and being beaten by the championship rival Golden State Warriors, the Rockets seem to have lost their sky-high spirit for a while.

The Rockets, who were ashamed and courageous, had no way back, gnawed the Bulls and the Trail Blazers under the leadership of Chris Paul. Yang Yiming's blocking and scoring can also be regarded as contributing to the win. So tonight, facing the Phoenix Suns, who have a winning rate of less than 40%, will the Rockets and Yang Yiming continue to rebound?

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It quickly turned out that the Sun was no match for a second-stage propelled rocket. The young Suns are less like the blazing stars in the spacerocket vistas off Earth, but more like some frail white dwarf — although they are not dying men, the Suns are the league's lowest average youth army — but their defensive system, which concedes 113.3 points per game, is the bottom of the league.

The Rockets, who led by 4 points in the first quarter, did not make the old mistake of being out of touch again, and completely crushed the Suns in the second and third quarters, and the 22-point advantage announced the early end of the game.

There is no suspense, so let's talk about our protagonist, Rocket 17, Yang Yiming.

In the last game against the Trail Blazers, Yang Yiming had the feel of a microwave oven in the first quarter, scoring 11 points in 4 minutes, but his scoring account was not opened until the second quarter.

In the first quarter, Yang Yiming made three shots, perhaps because the Suns' defense was too sparse, but there was no normal confrontation intensity, and all the empty positions were too powerful. But in the second quarter, he adjusted in time and started with the pick-and-roll again. The Suns' defense was sparse, and a solid one-man pick-and-roll could create shooting opportunities, with PJ Tucker, Gerard Green, and Eric Gordon each benefiting, scoring in succession. The poor Rockets only had eight people on the court today, and Yang Yiming had already taken care of three of them in just a few minutes, and seeing that the situation was open, he planned to try his hand again on the fourth ball. Briant Webb, a guy with a crooked onion hairstyle, saw that Yiming's block was so sharp, so he also wanted to seek refuge and score in the limited number of minutes he came off the bench. Yang Yiming mentioned the top arc of the three-point line, Webb hoisted the ball to him, and began to run around him without the ball, thinking that he must have used his teammate's tall stature to find a shooting opportunity. Unexpectedly, Yang Yiming instead took Weber as a disguise, and made two hand-to-hand pass feints in a row but did not hand over the ball. Although the headless fly's run was undoubtedly a suicidal act, it attracted the attention of Tyson Chandler, who was defending behind Yang Yiming. Only hesitated for a moment, only moved with a small step, Yang Yiming grabbed a square, and hit a long two-point jumper!

"Hey, Yang!" When he ran back to the backcourt to defend, Webb blew his beard and glared, pretending to be angry with Yang Yiming, "Why didn't you pass the ball to me." Seeing that you are so good at blocking and dismantling them, I want to come to that too. ”

"You're not running in a good position." Yang Yiming smiled and bumped Weber's shoulder, the skinny latter was almost knocked out of his center of gravity, but after returning to the right, he first went to help his crooked onion hairstyle, and then ran up again after confirming that it was correct, and heard the second half of what Yang Yiming said to him: "You will slip to the left bottom line in a while, and I will pass the ball to you." ”

Yang Yiming really did what he said. This time he wanted to get the ball in the low post of the right penalty area, shook his shoulders, dribbled and turned over and jumped, all the coherent movements were enough to deceive the Suns, who were not good at defense at all, and they all thought that he was going to jump directly and missed Webb, who slipped in from the left baseline. Yang Yiming adjusted the shooting action into a pass in the air, and the ball was thrown in a straight line in front of Webb, and he made a backhand layup to score easily.

"It's good, it's just a little scary." Webb, who got a bargain, will sell well this time.

"So what's going on? Will you pass me on one and make a demonstration? Yang Yiming provoked him.

"Demonstration is demonstration, so you can see who the passer is." Webb tightened the rope that tied his hair, as if to cheer himself up. Chris Paul, who was resting on the sidelines, had already gotten up and walked to the technical table, and it looked like he didn't have much time to play: "You just find a shooting spot that you're most comfortable with, and I'm sure the ball gets through." ”

"Oh?" Yang Yiming will be skeptical.

"Can't you trust me?"

"Okay, don't keep me waiting."

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Webb really made up his promise.

Looking back, Yang Yiming chose the 45-degree angle three-point position on the right side of his hand, which happened to be on the weak side of the ball. When Webb saw that he had chosen a good place, he pretended to make a gesture to set up a tactic (in fact, it was completely improvised) and started to dribble from the strong side. Webber is by no means a master of breaking, he dribbles the ball and staggers, but in the end he can't fall like a strange hairstyle on his head, and the Suns' defense is really useless, he really broke through to the bottom of the box after a few stumbles.

The Phoenix Suns restricted area is still their only defender "boxing champion" Tyson Chandler, he was attracted by this guy's clueless running position just now and lost his defensive position, he was already very unhappy, but when he saw that this time he sent it to the door again, he pounced directly on it like Tarzan. Webb was not afraid, curled up into a ball, protected the basketball with his shoulder, and crashed into it!

Webb is like a hairball caught by a big cat, with no chance of making a move!

But...

Maybe he didn't plan to make a move in the first place?

The hairball caught by the big cat spit out another ball in his arms at the moment before it hit the ground. Basketball! Hit the ground and rebounded, impartial, not fast or slow, just passed to Yang Yiming, who had been waiting for a long time at a 45-degree angle on the right!

There is no doubt that the shot is easy.

The scene of Chandler, the former NBA's best defensive player, being teased by an unknown junior Webb, is simply the epitome of the Rockets beating the Suns in the whole court!

DPoY Chandler can't stop it, and the Suns have no one to handle. The unremarkable scoring drill, with only 9 minutes and 17 seconds left in the fourth quarter, Yang Yiming, who is usually not a breakthrough madman, suddenly entered the penalty area and greeted people, which brought some waves to the game without suspense.

A group of bored Rockets players also jumped up in shock by the ball, flicked their towels and whistled. In contrast, in the stadium where the attendance rate was not high, the fans of the home team saw that the general trend had gone, and they walked even more slowly, even if Yang Yiming was shocked, he could not arouse any sparks of enthusiasm in the deserted space.

Yu Xiaochun sat on the sidelines and looked at this scene, and couldn't help but feel sad. Phoenix has never been a big ball market, but if you think about the two Suns in the Barkley and Nash eras, not only are they uninhibited, but they also have fanatical home fans who match the style of play. Time has passed, and the youth army led by Kevin Booker wants to upgrade and fight monsters, but there are not so many people in this arena who are patient and waiting for them to grow.

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaochun glanced at the stands a few more times, feeling sentimental and suspicious: competitive sports is such a cruel reality, and the story of success and defeat is often more staged than those die-hard fans who have been rain or shine for decades; I don't know what kind of feelings are still silently following the home team in the stands at this time?

It didn't matter if I looked around, a familiar figure jumped into view.

In the stands opposite, at 11 o'clock, in the dozen rows of seats behind the field, wasn't the man with crooked glasses none other than Karonsky II?

In such a game, why did he come?