Chapter 317: Raging Fire!
The Mavericks gained a big advantage in the first half with their overall strength and tacit system.
But entering the second half, the situation changed abruptly, and the sudden outburst of the wolf king Garnett completely controlled the situation, which also caught the Mavericks head coach Johnson off guard.
The most critical moments, the most critical characters explode to turn the tide, this is the NBA's most exciting classic drama.
In the face of Garnett's strong performance, Mavericks coach Johnson did not make any adjustments, and still wanted to take advantage of Jason Terry's obvious positional advantage to play an effect.
Johnson calmly commanded from the sidelines, motioning for Terry to take the ball and the rest of the team pressed.
Sure enough, in the next round, Terry made a comeback and faced Hudson on the top position.
There was no hurry, the ball was slapped to the floor by Terry at an even speed, his eyes scanning back and forth in the half, as if looking for an opening to strike the fatal blow.
In Hudson's eyes, only the ball in front of him was constantly tumbling, and the ball was so close that it seemed to be within reach. He wanted to reach out and try to break the ball, but the only reason he had left held him back. The first half was a few times in the form of irrational steal attempts.
Not daring to take it lightly, Hudson spread his arms and waved from side to side.
As everyone knows, Terry doesn't take these fancy defenses in his eyes at all.
"Jumping up and down like this, those who don't know think they went to the zoo to see the monkeys."
After saying this contemptuously, Terry tightened his feet and the ball quickly went down from his crotch to the left. Terry was a left-hander, born with a more flexible left hand than his right, but in a split second, Terry swung his shoulders and legs, and shot a lunge, and the man had disappeared in Hudson's eyes.
"Too fast......"
Hudson was still muttering to himself, and Terry had already gotten rid of everything and was heading for the empty basket.
Pulling his arm lightly, Terry wanted to make a handsome layup, but he flew into the air and changed his mind temporarily, so wouldn't it be more exciting to have a dunk at this time. So he changed his support to a move and thought of a strong dunk.
Unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred!
Terry's arm was already one of the best in his height, and now his left arm was stretched out in the air like a gibbon. But out of nowhere, a black but scary-looking arm suddenly appeared, and it was pressed straight against the basketball.
The fans at the scene exclaimed!
Terry was stunned, his vision was empty, and he was confident that there were no opposing players within 5 metres of him when he took off, when did this man come from 5 metres away.
Moreover, this arm that was so black that it didn't look like words, and Terry used his last strength to look back, he was so curious!
Sure enough, with a swarthy face, who else could there be if it wasn't the black baby Garnett.
"Hah! Ha! Ha! The one who laughed the most was McHale on the sidelines, who applauded back and forth on the sidelines excitedly, and said with added fuel and vinegar: "That's it, destroy them, let this group of bitches see who is the strongest power forward!" β
Across the middle technical table, the little general Johnson on the other side glared angrily, and he didn't hear the others, but the four words raised by the son of a bitch just caught in his ears.
However, apart from staring wide-eyed, Johnson doesn't really have anything to do for the time being, and Terry has a clear advantage against Hudson, and he can't afford to give up on this and switch to other tactics. Arranging the right tactics, sticking to a rigorous system, and giving the ball to the players with the best chances are the coaching philosophy that Johnson has always adhered to.
But today he is destined to doubt himself, because there are always players who can change the situation on the field by themselves.
After blocking his opponent, Garnett sped up on his long legs, like a tower crashing into the enemy's hinterland.
Olovo Kandi, who served at the back, suddenly had an idea and threw out a long pass with one hand.
The ball makes a flat arc in the air, and the ball is very fast!
The ball was spinning, like a silent rainbow in the hearts of all Timberwolves fans, and they who were familiar with KG had long expected the next scene.
KG glanced back during the run, and suddenly arched his legs and exploded instantly, standing out from the crowd and taking off into the air. Josh Howard looked dumbly on the ground, the distance between them at the moment was too far, and this was the difference in talent.
KG was high on top, catching the ball in the air and throwing it to the rebound, quickly adjusting his position after landing, followed by an explosive jump.
Catch the basketball that bounces back from the rebound, grab the ball with both hands and swing it backwards as hard as you can, and draw your body into a bow in the air!
"Bang!"
The basket moans alone in the air!
KG completed a self-throwing board that can only be played by an outside star!
The traditional demarcation of location begins here at Garnett, and there is already some blurring. To be precise, Garnett is completely a small forward who grows too tall on the offensive end, and he has all the offensive skills that a small forward has, but he is as tall as 2.14 meters and has to stand inside.
On TNT's commentary bench, Barkley was also not stingy in praising this junior.
βHeyοΌ Kenny, did you see that? This is the power forward, the most omnipotent position on the court, we can all play like a guard, what else do you need a guard to do? β
When Kenny Smith heard this, yo, and me, he immediately snapped back.
"Charles, you're too fat to play power forward, and if you're in the guard position, you're going to be deranged by my beautiful dribbling."
"Kenny, you bastard, I need to correct something, I wasn't what I used to be, I had the body of a bodybuilder in my prime. I'm more than 10,000 times more athletic than you little man. With that, Barkley stood up and assumed a toned pose behind the commentary.
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No matter how disagreeable the commentators are, even if they spray it, it is still for everyone to have fun. But for Mavericks coach Johnson, it's not a good thing right now. He's keen to stick to his point of view, make absolutely reasonable selling options and put the ball in the hands of someone in the best position.
But the problem on the field now is that Terry, who looks like he has the best chances, just can't score, and when Terry easily asks the opponent to pull it off, KG can always appear in a strange position and disrupt this one-of-a-kind attack.
Johnson couldn't help but look at the white man who was desperately competing with KG for the basket position on the court, although he was not physically strong enough, but he was also very hard in this game, he was not the focus of the team on the offensive end, but on the defensive end, he has been trying his best to cause problems for KG's monster-like and terrible opponent.
"Alas!"
Johnson shook his head vigorously, staring at the German with his long hair who was not afraid to confront him directly, his heart was shaking.
This time, it may really be up to him.