Chapter 21: The Critical Blow

With forty seconds left in the game, the coach of the warmongers, Browns Webb, wanted to call a timeout to set up a strategy for the team to complete the final attack, Delon waved his hand to him to signal that there was no need for a timeout, Browns Webb continued to sit down, for his disciple, Webb was very relieved, Webber believed that Delon would handle the attack.

Delon slowly dribbled to the front court and motioned for Di Brown to come over to play for himself, and in the face of the blocking and demolition of these two guards, Sun Yue had to take a step forward to stick to DeLong, leaving Di Brown who was dismantled to Lance.

Although Sun Yue is tall and has long arms and good defensive awareness, DeLong thinks he can make a fuss about the weakness of this Chinese point guard's lack of strength.

The other players of the warmongers all pulled to the weak side, Delong held the ball and singled Sun Yue with his back, he continued to use his fat buttocks to arch to the penalty area continuously, Sun Yue was knocked back again and again, look at this posture Delong This is the rhythm of arching all the way to the end.

Just as Sun Yue was about to call the inside line to come over and wrap up, Delong suddenly pulled the ball and turned to break through to the inside line. After breaking through two steps to the penalty area, Delong suddenly raised the ball with both hands and made a shooting motion, and Sun Yue, who was following Delong, couldn't help but jump up and wanted to cover the ball in Delong's hand.

"It's still too young, this ball jumps and it's gone......" Coach Tom on the sidelines closed his eyes helplessly when he saw Sun Yue jumping up, he had already guessed the result of the ball.

DeLong smiled slyly like a fox, and he deliberately rubbed towards Sun Yue, who leaped into the air, while keeping his center of gravity and throwing the ball back out.

"Drip !!" The referee's sharp whistle suddenly sounded, "The No. 8 thug of the Wolves team fouled, and the No. 5 free throw of the warmongers twice." ”

Sun Yue has been wearing No. 8 when he played in the Beijing Super God Team, and when he arrived at the Wolf Irrigation Team, no one in the Wolf Irrigation Team wore No. 8, so he continued to wear the No. 8 jersey that he had long been accustomed to.

With all the home fans chanting "MVP", DeLong made two free throws.

With 15 seconds left in the game, the Wolves trailed the warmongers by one point at 71-72, and the Wolves called a timeout.

Sun Yue gasped and sat on the bench, and the fierce confrontation with Delong at both ends of the offensive and defensive ends in a row consumed Sun Yue's already barren physical strength, and he couldn't wait to lie on the basketball court and sleep now.

Coach Tom was still arranging the tactics of the last attack, Sun Yue looked up at his teammates around him, their eyes buried in the towels were full of tiredness and confusion, and the newly formed team was facing injuries again, and everyone didn't know what to do.

Facing a difficult situation, looking at his confused teammates, Sun Yue surged with passion from his heart, stood up resolutely from the bench, and said categorically: "Give me the ball, and I'll take everyone home." ”

Coach Tom and the players of the Wolf Irrigation Team all looked at Sun Yue in surprise, Sun Yue repeated what he had just said, Coach Tom looked at Sun Yue seriously for a while, and saw the flame of hunger for victory in Sun Yue's calm eyes, Coach Tom nodded fiercely, and his teammates also nodded and agreed to Sun Yue's request.

Coach Tom, as a coach who has played in the NCAA for many years, laid out a tactic that is not a tactic for the first time: "Sun Yue and Taft arc top block, others wait for the opportunity on the outside, and Sun Yue chooses who will shoot the last shot." ”

When the timeout came, the referee urged the players of the two teams who were still arranging offensive and defensive tactics to play.

As Sun Yue received the serve, the timer showing the remaining fifteen seconds moved quickly, Sun Yue arced to face Delong to hold the ball, and at the end of the game, the coach still chose to believe in the defensive ability of his proud disciple.

When the timer jumped to six seconds left, according to Coach Tom's arrangement at the timeout, Taft lifted the top of the arc to block Sun Yue.

At the critical moment of victory and defeat, the attention of the warmonger players was naturally very concentrated, Delong forced to squeeze past Taft's block, and Augustin, who followed Taft, also stubbornly guarded the other side, and it seemed that Sun Yue had no breakthrough position.

Seeing that there was not much time left for the offense, Sun Yue's heart was horizontal, and he threw the basketball forward, and the person passed directly between the cracks.

Everyone didn't expect that Sun Yue's height of two meters and three could make such a dexterous passing move that only a small guard can make, and for a while, the defense of the belligerent was not in place, and Sun Yue had already broken through to the free throw line.

The warmongers did not dare to be careless, Sun Yue had already hit a few mid-range shots in this position, and Roger, who was responsible for defending the baseline. Powell hurried over to block Sun Yue.

See Roger. Powell came to block, Sun Yue jumped high and prepared to throw the basketball in his hand, Delong behind him had already chased over, Powell in front of him could not block the basketball in Sun Yue's hand, and he was experienced to block Sun Yue's shooting sight directly.

In this environment where there are enemies in front and pursuers behind, Sun Yue's shooting arc seems to be off, and the entire memorial stadium is quiet, and everyone looks at the basketball in the air.

Everyone didn't notice that when Powell went to make up for Sun Yue, Lance, who was ambushed by the Wolves at the baseline, sneaked into the penalty area.

In the eyes of Delon and Powell in disbelief, Sun Yue's seemingly shooting but actually passing the ball passed to the hands of Lance, who had jumped into the air, and Lance cleanly dunked the basketball into the basket, and the timer behind him just counted to zero seconds.

Zero-second kill, at the end of the game, Sun Yue's fake throw and real pass, passed to Lance to dunk in the air to kill the belligerents, and the Wolves won this incredible victory 73:72.

The entire memorial stadium fell silent, and under the desperate gaze of the warmongers' players, Lance hugged Sun Yue excitedly. If there was no Sun Yue's pass, how could Lance succeed in killing the opponent. He didn't expect Sun Yue to give up the chance to kill at his fingertips, and if Sun Yue threw a basketball, no one would say anything.

Everyone in the Wolf Rush rushed over and hugged the two who were hugging each other. This is the team, Taft blocked Sun Yue, Mark and Willis opened up space, Sun Yue passed the empty catch, Lance completed the stunner, and everyone made their own efforts to enjoy the sweetness of victory. Although Sun Yue did not get the attention of the lore, he really won everyone's respect.

The Wolves teammates simply celebrated, after all, it was still someone else's home field.

The two sides hugged each other, Delong and Sun Yue hugged each other, and then patted Sun Yue on the shoulder in a friendly way and left the court in a lost place. "skipper, you won today, I'll win it back next time!"

"Wow, this little fat man is really heavy, he is not as light as he appears to be." Sun Yue rubbed the shoulder that had just been "patted" by Delong.