Chapter 137: Pig Teammates (3/5!) )

Defense has never been what this Nuggets team is good at, and the Rockets have played an infinite air-cut strategy for an entire season after bringing in Billups, where a few cuts back and forth have at least three points on the court.

Yao Ming passed the ball to Battier in the bottom corner.

Battier makes a three-pointer from a wide open position.

"Huh!"

The sound of entering the network was extremely crisp, and the Rockets took the lead.

On the Nuggets' offense, Iverson controlled the ball to the frontcourt, saw that it was Barria, and directly signaled to pull away.

When his teammates pulled all the way away, he went straight to the iconic crossover breakaway.

However, Barria's anti-kraft candy was like a defensive candy, and his continuous change of direction was not able to shake off his opponent, and finally barely shook off a little space to grab a shot.

"Bang!"

The basketball deflected off the basket and Millsap grabbed a defensive rebound with Martin.

The Rockets' offense, Yao Ming was holding the ball at the free throw line, and this time he passed the ball to the empty cut Maddy, who made a layup and caused Martin's beater to foul.

Maddy hit both free throws and the Rockets started the game 5-0 with ease.

The Nuggets' offense, Iverson played Barria again, and he still couldn't get rid of the continuous change of direction, and finally relied on Barria's strength and still failed to hit, and was almost covered by Battier, who made up the defense.

The rebound was taken by Battier.

There was an exclamation at the scene.

Barria played as a substitute for Billups for half a season, and was squeezed to the bench by Sun Yue in the second half of the season, and his playing time was limited, so no one would have thought that Tang Tian would let him start at this time.

What they didn't expect was that the effect after the first release was so good!

The scene camera was given to Tang Tian, but Tang Tian's expression was indifferent, and there was no trace of surprise on his face.

Others have forgotten, but he remembers clearly, Barria defended well against Iverson last season.

Barria has improved significantly this season compared to last season, and Iverson is a year older.

This is not to mention the "chicken blood" effect of suddenly moving Barria from the bench to the starter.

The Rockets' offense didn't work, Iverson didn't single after holding the ball to the front court this time, but beckoned Camby to block and dismantle, quickly hit the basket after the pickup, and used his speed to get rid of Millsap, who was helping to defend, to make a layup.

The ball spun around the basket twice and brushed out of the frame, Iverson slapped his hands violently, and wanted to shoot again, and the rebound had been won by Yao Ming.

"AI" feels a little cool tonight.

The Rockets' offense is still Yao Ming holding the ball at the free throw line, Iverson is a little impatient if he doesn't score in a row, and he is out of position in the risk steal, taking advantage of the moment when Martin is defending Barria, Yao Ming leans on Camby and turns around quickly.

Camby reacted half a beat slower, watching Yao Ming get to the basket and score a one-handed dunk.

7 to 0.

The cheers of the fans at the scene shook the sky.

The Nuggets' offense, Iverson didn't feel good, and he handed the ball to Anthony in the low post.

This is the Nuggets' offensive routine this season, Iverson plays, Iverson can't score Anthony plays, Anthony plays, Anthony can't play Iverson.

Battier stood up to Anthony.

One is the iron gate in the small forward position, and the other is the offensive core of the team, and the two have been in position no less than dozens of times, and they are very familiar with each other.

Anthony's successive turns, head-on breaks, failed to shake off Battier completely.

However, the "little melon" is an offensive kaleidoscope after all, and at this time he directly chose a step-back jump shot.

Battier pounced forward with his trademark blindfold.

"Huh!"

Anthony shoots against the defense.

The Rockets' offense, Yao Ming is still at the free throw line.

Maddy's air-cut reverse run on the right side took the Nuggets' basket into the air, and Yao Ming once again chose to turn his back and play alone.

Camby retreated early, and Yao Ming broke through to the three-second zone and made a light little hook.

"Huh!"

Camby's block attempt missed, and the Rockets continued to score points.

9 to 2, the Rockets played with momentum.

The Nuggets' offense is still Anthony's singles.

The Rockets' on-court players kept an eye on their defenders and still let Battier defend alone.

Anthony hit his back to the low post and after a series of duels unleashed his trademark "washing machine spin" and returned with a step-back jumper.

"It's an incredible individual ability, and Melo has been ridiculously strong in attacking individually this season." Mark Jackson in the sideline commentary seat watched with emotion.

The Rockets' offense, at this moment, the Nuggets' defense changed, but this change did not come from the coach, but from the players.

Martin seems to dislike Camby's defense, so he directly switched to Yao Ming at this time.

As soon as Yao Ming held the ball, Martin's mouth didn't stop.

"Hey, stupid big guy, there's a kind of you don't pass the ball, hit me alone!"

Yao Ming is notoriously good-tempered in the NBA, but Martin's direct trash talk is quite harsh.

Holding back his anger, he continued to look for open teammates.

"I knew you wouldn't dare, you're a big stupid guy who can only pass the ball." The trash talk in Martin's mouth didn't stop.

Yao Ming moved.

If it was Howard or O'Neal behind him at this time, Yao Ming might still think about it, but you are Martin, and you are Martin after being seriously injured, this is completely self-abuse!

Martin saw Yao Ming beat him, and the joy in his heart had not yet reached his throat, Yao Ming had already turned around and killed under the basket.

Before he was injured, he couldn't keep up with Yao Ming, and after this big injury, his footsteps couldn't keep up with his brain.

Martin hurried to the basket, and Yao Ming directly turned around and hooked his hand with a sharp stop.

Martin seemed to be frozen in place, not making the slightest reaction.

"Huh!"

Yao Ming's small hook hand went in again.

11-4, the Rockets still firmly grasped the situation on the court.

The Nuggets' offense is still Anthony's singles.

The Rockets still don't have the meaning of wrapping up, Tang Tian's strategy is already obvious, don't give the Nuggets any other chances, use the defensive top to top you, it's your ability to score, and you have the ability to beat me to death against the top defensive guard.

This is obviously impossible, Anthony is strong in personal ability, but it is impossible to throw the ball in one by one against a defender of Battier's level.

Battier sank his weight and didn't let Anthony go inside.

Anthony's rollover jumper misses.

A long rebound, Millsap threw the ball into the air and grabbed the rebound.

Looking back, Yao Ming had just gotten the ball, and Martin's trash talk came again.

Yao Ming was not polite, this time he took the initiative to signal his teammates to open up the space, and directly hit Martin.

Turning, Shanghai dance steps, small hooks.

A set of skillful inside techniques, Martin was so shaken that he couldn't find the north, and the strong block hit Yao Ming's elbow directly.

"Huh!"

"Toot!"

The moment the ball was scored, the referee's whistle sounded.

It's a 2+1 ball.

Yao Ming waved his arms excitedly.

Martin turned to the referee to complain.

Anthony had a big head at this time, Camby defended well, and Martin, a big forward, took the initiative to go up to find abuse.

What a pig teammate!