Chapter 591: Great White Bear!
Gu Yu steals, and the fast attack starts!
ββ¦β¦ it! Cousin's defense is IMBA!! β
Accompanied by the narrator's shout, Gu Yu turned into an off-string arrow, and swept past Oladipo like a leaf. By the time he came to the front court and took three steps and glided and jumped, Oladipo had not yet come to his senses and was still stunned in place.
What's even more exaggerated is that Gu Yu's starting position is ......
"It's the free-throw lineββ!!!"
Free throw line jump!!
It's like deliberately going against God, Gu Yu, a guy who doesn't believe in evil, actually tried to jump from the free throw line in actual combat at this point in his career......
"Eh, yes, too far, too far......"
Uh, layup......
"Whew......!"
Picking up the basket, Gu Yu obviously overestimated his bounce, he was about to land, and he hadn't even touched the edge of the basket, so he could only hurriedly change the movements in his hand, picked the ball out very awkwardly, and then landed in embarrassment, almost falling into a dog and eating.
Well...... Although this action is really not pretty, at least it ......
"Huh!"
The ball went in, right......
ββ¦β¦ Hahaha! Cousin is amazing! Still handsome! Hahaha!! β
The king's bench instantly erupted in laughter, and the stands around the sleep train arena were immediately infected by the demonic laughter of the players.
"Hahaha...... Good ball, good ball! Although it scared us before, thinking that my cousin was going to dunk at the free throw line, in fact, it flew too close and had to be changed to a layup. But that steal from my cousin was amazing! You know, this is Oladipo's straight pass, fast speed, strong concealment, ordinary people haven't even judged the passing angle, my cousin has already made a successful steal, it's not easy! β
The on-site commentator couldn't help laughing, and while trying his best to clean up his laughter, he tried his best to give Gu Yu a round.
"Ahem, ahem...... Smile and laugh and laugh! Shut up!! Gu Yu himself felt a little funny, he was scolding people, and when he passed by the bench, he yelled at a group of smiling teammates, but he also had a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Returning to the defensive position, Gu Yu raised his eyes and looked at the big screen in the center, and sure enough, he saw that the director "ill-intentioned" released his slow motion of changing gestures in mid-air, temporarily dunking into a layup, poofing laughter, stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction of the remote broadcast room, and made a movement to wipe his neck.
"Hahahaha......!" Everyone in the broadcast room naturally noticed this, from the director to the video to the post-production technicians, all of them were amused by Gu Yu and laughed.
The audience was laughing, the whole world was happy, laughing and having fun, and making crazy calls for Gu Yu.
But there was one person who was not happy at all.
It's not Oladipo, it's not the other players or coaches on the Magic team, it's ......
"Beep beep beep !!!"
Referee dude......
"Kings No. 22, technical foul !!"
ββ¦β¦ TFοΌοΌοΌ β
As soon as the referee awarded the penalty, the audience was stunned.
it??
Technical fouls? Where did my cousin get a technical foul? didn't even say a word of arrogance, it was a perfect steal and fast break score, why should he be sentenced to a technical foul?!
ββ¦β¦ Ha? Gu Yu was also stunned, and when he looked at the referee, his eyes seemed to be looking at a mentally retarded person, and he took a few steps forward and said puzzledly: "No, buddy, you wait, me?" Technical foul?? Are you mistaken?! β
"First, I'm not your buddy." The referee immediately turned around, raised a finger at Gu Yu as a warning, asked Gu Yu to keep a good distance from him, and said: "Second, you just made an indecent gesture to the fans and blew your technical foul, do you have anything to say?!" β
"I@#Β₯%&......" Gu Yu wanted to cry without tears, standing in place with a dog's expression on his face, his hands on his hips, not knowing what to say.
Doing indecent actions to fans??
In Lao Tzu's own home stadium, I made a hairy indecent gesture to the fans? Am I sick?!
"Huh!"
"Mmmm, yes, yes, score!" Over there, the old Nelson god was standing on the free throw line and hit a technical foul free throw, which was considered to stop the bleeding for the Magic.
ββ¦β¦ Depend on! The referee is unfair!! Green was really upset about Gu Yuming, running and attacking, glaring at the referee, and whispering in his mouth: "Is it that we are too strong to look at, so it is not pleasing to the eye, and deliberately messing with us??" Is this the attitude that the league will use to treat future dynasty teams? It's a handful of......"
"Beep beep beep !!"
β¦β¦ Your father, father, second uncle, and third aunt are too next-door neighbors, and their mothers are ham sausages!!
"Technical foul! Technical Foul !! β
The referee made a technical foul gesture to the technical table again, and when he signaled Green's technical foul, he was still indignant just now, feeling that the referee was about to be angry with the fans of the Kings.
This is a special force to control the field, and the strength steals the show, referee brother!
"Hahaha, yes, yes, I've earned it~~" Nelson doesn't care at all, as long as he can increase his score, he can do anything.
Standing on the free throw line again, Nelson scored another point with a knife in his hand, and when he returned to the defense with joy, Phil Jackson on the sideline shouted a timeout with a crying and laughing.
After this timeout, the third quarter of the game entered the end, and both sides replaced their substitutes, playing back and forth, and no one took advantage.
The Kings' bench lineup is indeed thick, but like the starters, they are fighting separately, and there is little communication on the defensive end, and they have not been able to form a tacit understanding. It is not difficult for the Magic team Tobias Harris, Morris Harris, Itovan Moore and other bench masters to score points, and the two teams have been exchanging benches for a while.
Entering the fourth quarter, the Kings were still off the bench, but the Magic played a cautious game.
ββ¦β¦ Yo! Vucevic got it early! In the midst of the amazement, Vucevic, the Magic interior scoring machine that was replaced early because he couldn't keep up with the crazy rhythm of the Kings' starters, returned to the court early, and the Magic team took the lead in personnel rotation.
"A very thoughtful substitution, the Kings bench center is McGee, and it's not bad to prevent the opponent from breaking through the outside, but defending against heavy weapons has never been his strong point, if Vucevic wants to be in place, McGee may be ...... Here it comes! Vucevic baskets a single, a small hook...... Pregnant!! β
βYEEEEEESοΌοΌοΌβ
With the narrator's explanation, Vucevic finally found himself, hooked his hand and hit a roar, raised his arms and shouted, and the whole person came to life.
βFXXKοΌβ McGee was on the top of the lungs, chest pain, brain pain, basket position, not Vucevich's opponent at all, scolded fiercely, eager to slap himself.
"Look, that's it!" The commentator frowned and said: "In the face of Bynum, Vucevic came up and sent it." Height, strength, and reach, Bynum doesn't suffer. Running and jumping ball sense talent, Bynum has the advantage of all. Vucevic simply can't go to the low post, can't catch the ball in the low post, pop up in the middle range to catch the ball and shoot, and will occupy the offensive space of the outside players, and play a completely negative role on the court. β
"But it's different against McGee, who averages 14 points and 11 rebounds in 31 minutes per game, shooting more than 50 percent, and the basket skills that are not enough to see in front of Bynum, against McGee, it's a modern dream! Vucevic came to attack McGee, lowered the tempo to play the position, the Magic team, there is indeed a set, and there is really no weak team in the NBA! β
As if to confirm the explanation, the king attacked, McGee covered the high post and went down, and before he could enter the three-second zone, he was knocked out by Vucevic with an elbow, and he went back and forth on the periphery, but he couldn't get to the basket.
After several unsuccessful attempts, the Kings' offensive time was approaching, and the perimeter players could only throw around.
With a "dang", the basketball smashed out of the frame.
"Rebounding ββ!!!" On the sideline bench, Green shouted angrily, reminding McGee to rush to grab the rebound.
But McGee, however, is powerless.
ββ¦β¦ Syllable! β
His legs are like Roman pillars, his body is like a Norse giant god, his arms are like jungle bears, and his hands are steel and iron tongs.
Vucevic's card position was perfect, McGee suffered too much in strength, and he didn't have the slightest chance at all, so he could only watch Vucevic pick up the rebound with his feet on the ground, but he was in a hurry on the periphery.
"Attack, attack!" The Magic team was not in a hurry to start a fast attack, and McKeina Vucevic had no choice but to advance slowly.
"out of the way!" McGee really wanted to put some pressure on the opposing point guard in the front court, but Vucevic completely guessed his thoughts, raised his hands all the way to make an innocent appearance, covering his teammates to advance, and the anxious McGee was sweating profusely, and he wanted to knock Vucevic down with a punch directly.
But then again, McGee's punch may not be able to knock out Vucevic.
In the frontcourt position, Vucevic has a tiger's back, and McGee is as thin as a plaster behind him. The outside drop ball was easy to start, and the big white bear turned around at the speed of light that was extremely inconsistent with his body shape, and took out the European inside line's trick - the bottom line cut inside.
"Don't jump...... Alas......! Before Bynum finished shouting on the sidelines, McGee had already jumped up and tried to block, causing Bynum to shake his head and sigh, only to think that this substitute really had a brain problem.
Sure enough, Vucevic made a light feint, clicked McGee and stepped back on his feet, walked steadily to the middle, took the ball up with one hand, and made a backhand layup.
"Huh!"
Middle!
"Pretty ......!" The Magic bench finally breathed a sigh of relief, and after some manipulation, under the leadership of Vucevich, the Magic's offense went to the next level, and the score was overtaken in the remaining 10 minutes of the fourth quarter.
"Beep beep! TIME-OUTοΌ β
The king shouted to stop.
"Hehe, what do you think of this situation, cousin?" Seeing the players coming over dejectedly, Phil Jackson glanced at Gu Yu and asked tentatively.
"I'll do it." Gu Yu shrugged his shoulders and said with a relaxed face: "I only scored 35 points, if it ends up like this, I will be scolded to death by those media bastards!" To say the least, you have to get a 60 points to get enough of it! β