Chapter 1 Preparatory Studies
Although it was a sunny afternoon, the Tianhe Stadium in Tianhe District was already crowded at this time. The semi-finals of the provincial high school basketball competition were held here, and the top basketball teams from four high schools in Guangdong were competing for the honor of "No. 1 in the province" and the qualification to enter the National Games.
The first semi-final has been decided, and the traditional Haoqiang "Provincial No. 1 Middle School" defeated the High School Affiliated to the Normal University with a large score and easily advanced to the finals. This is not a big result for the provincial high schools, who have won three provincial championships in the last five years.
The second semi-final will be played between Jinshan High School and Senior High School. Both teams are regulars in the quarterfinals, and there is no difference in strength.
Now that the game has reached the last quarter, there are only less than six minutes left before the end of the game, and the gold squadron is eight points behind at this time, although the difference seems to be not large, as long as the audience is present, they can feel the distance between the eight points.
From the very beginning of the game, Jin Zhong was pressed and beaten by the senior high school. Under the guidance of ace point guard Xu Allen, the opponent played smoothly on offense, using the quick turnover of the ball to easily tear apart Jinzhong's defense, saving a lot of physical strength while scoring.
On the other hand, Jin Zhong's side used the player's personal ability and several dribbles to barely bite the score.
However, with the passage of time, the physical strength of the Jinzhong players has decreased very much, and they obviously can't keep up with the rhythm, and the score difference will only get bigger and bigger according to this momentum.
"Coach, you can't go on like this! We're going to lose! Or, change Yifan to play! The teaching assistant said anxiously on the side. His forehead was oozing with beads of sweat the size of soybeans, and his heart was as anxious as a hot ant. They still have a trump card in their hands, but they don't dare to play it at will.
"Coach! I'll be careful this time! No mistakes are guaranteed! Seeing the assistant coach speak, Liu Yifan, the backup point guard of the Golden Squadron, hurriedly added. He didn't want to sit on the sidelines and wait for the game to end, obviously his partners who worked hard together were fighting the court, how could he be willing to sit on the bench all the time.
"Good shot!"
"Beautiful!"
……
At this moment, the audience erupted in another burst of cheers. It turned out that Xu Allen just took advantage of his teammates' passes and received the ball, seized the defensive gap, and sent the ball into the basket steadily outside the three-point line. With this three-point shot, the difference between the two sides has widened to 11 points.
"There's no time!" The coach looked at Yi Fan beside him and knew that he had to let him play.
"I really don't want you to play if I can." The coach sighed and called a timeout.
As the game started again, Liu Yifan's figure also appeared on the court.
"Come on, everyone! We're going to be able to turn the tables around! As soon as he got on the field, Yi Fan shouted loudly. When his teammates saw his vitality, their solemn faces suddenly returned to smiles, and they shook their heads helplessly.
"Nerve Knife", this is the nickname given to Liu Yifan by the team members.
He is 1.9 meters tall, full of strong muscles, and has strong physical fitness. Fast running, strong breakthrough ability, good defensive ability. As a point guard, he also has an extremely wide field of vision and passing and receiving ability.
What's more, he has a big heart, and no matter what kind of situation and difficulties he faces, he firmly believes that he can overcome the other party. This enthusiasm is easily contagious to teammates and can improve the combat effectiveness of the entire team.
However, it is such a seemingly perfect existence, but it has a headache drawback, that is, there are always mistakes at key moments in the game!
"Zhu Fang! Catch! The moment Yi Fan got the ball, he glanced at the five opposing defenders out of the corner of his eye, keeping in mind their positions and movements, while predicting the trajectory of his teammates. He shook the defender in front of him with a feint, hit the ball with his right hand, and stuffed the ball straight under the basket without thinking about it.
Pass the ball instinctively!
I saw that the ball was passed extremely tricky, and even Xu Allen, who had the most outstanding defensive awareness, could only watch from afar, and couldn't even reach out to block it.
The other defenders obviously didn't expect Yi Fan to pass the ball like this, their bodies seemed to be frozen, and they didn't have time to adjust.
The deft ball slammed into the ground and flew off the line with lightning speed.
"Beep beep!" The referee blew the whistle out of bounds.
There was silence in the audience, and then bursts of laughter.
"It's here! The legendary pass missed! ”
"It's such a weird angle! Actually, it's even more incredible! How can someone catch that kind of ball! ”
"It's a nerve knife! Always drop the chain at the critical moment! ”
The audience's cynicism was undoubtedly transmitted to Yi Fan's ears, and instead of getting angry, he smiled and encouraged his teammates and said, "SORRY! I'll pay attention to the strength next time! ”
When Yi Fan is mentally concentrated, he often makes some difficult passes without thinking, which he calls instinctive passes.
In most cases, an instinctive pass can turn into a mistake because it's too weird, but once it's caught, it makes for a great layup.
It is at critical moments that there is always an instinctive pass, and Yi Fan is often put on the bench.
Fortunately, although Yifan has a nervous side, there are also times when it is reliable.
The next few shots from senior high school were guarded by Yi Fan to death, and all of them failed to hit. And the Golden Squadron took the opportunity to score a few goals to narrow the gap to two points.
With less than a minute left before the end of the game, every attack is crucial and there must be no mistakes.
The crowd on the sidelines also fell silent, holding their breath and waiting for the final moment to come.
Senior High School Takes the Lead in the Attack!
With Allen under Allen's control, the clock ticked by and they held a two-point advantage and had to run out of time for every last drop of attacking time.
Boom!
With the final seconds remaining, he dribbled quickly and accelerated from the right with a pick-and-roll. At this time, Yi Fan was already there, and his sturdy body was as impregnable as a city wall.
Allen deserves to be a top point guard, and he did not panic at all in the face of Yi Fan's defense. He tricked Yi Fan into a feint, and then jumped into Yi Fan himself.
"Don't underestimate me!" Yi Fan saw through the opponent's move, and he forced himself to turn in the air to avoid Allen's impact and not give the opponent a chance to foul. At the same time, his left hand was raised high and slapped the basketball in Allen's hand.
With a clang, Yifan slammed to the floor. But he ignored the pain and immediately gave the racket to his teammates next to him to seize the last chance to attack.
However, the senior high school deserves to be an old strong school, and as soon as the offense failed, all the players immediately retreated quickly, and soon stood in a defensive position, and the players in Jinzhong had to give up the opportunity to attack quickly and turn to the final positional battle.
At this time, there were less than five seconds left before the end of the game, and neither side had a chance to call a timeout, and everything on the court could only be decided by the players themselves.
"Give me the ball!"
Yi Fan came from behind, and the fall just now was serious, but it was nothing compared to the last attack. The moment he got the ball, he involuntarily glanced at the court, and the senior high school defense was very close to the front and didn't give three points at all. At the same time, two defenders were lunging on him in an attempt to keep the ball from beyond the three-point line.
"Chance!"
Yi Fan came to a conclusion in an instant! He jumped high and fooled defenders with a shooting stance, while at the same time making a fake pass and using his instinct again. Hard-stuffed the ball to Zhu Fang at the bottom right of the court.
There were two defenders in the room, but the basketball passed through the two of them as if it were alive.
Zhu Fang understood Yi Fan's intentions, he jumped forward with all his strength and rushed to the ball in front of the ball, but he used too much force and couldn't control his body. The ball slammed into his flank like a meteor and popped out of bounds.
"Beep beep!"
Bounds!
At this moment, Yifan's whole world fell silent.
He knew that the other party would not give him any more chances.
After kick-off, he fought as hard as he could, but two seconds passed and the referee blew the whistle for the end of the match.
Two points of defeat!
Just because of his two fatal mistakes at a critical time, Yifan, failed to keep the victory in his hands.