Chapter 251: Cannon Fodder Legion
The Snow Wolves still insist on playing from the inside. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info use the inside line to drive the attack of other points. The purpose is good, but not so easy to get by, and they face the team with the deepest inside line in the league.
Downs takes the ball high and wants to shake Merris. Merris ate his breakthrough and didn't move any shot you wanted. Downs didn't have a way to go and passed to the outside for Dimon to handle the ball.
"It looks like you're very rusty with the ball, don't you touch the ball too little?" Wang Weiyu asked. Dimon didn't want anything else, focused on attacking, and patiently waited for the inside to be blocked. Tang Si put his hands downward, rooted in the earth like a mountain peak, blocking Wang Weiyu's weak side. When Dimon saw it, he dribbled with his left hand and broke straight through the weak side.
It's not easy to score inside, and there is Merris to help defend in the high post. After breaking through to the three-point line, Dimon changed hands and shook off Merris and made a pull-up jump shot from the free throw line.
You can see his true skills after a set of actions, but he really doesn't feel it. The ball grazed out of the basket and was picked up by the Imperial team, but fortunately, the defense was fast and did not let the Imperial team fight back.
The Snow Wolves, like the Kings, are young and energetic. Compared to the Imperials, they lack a system that can really turn the team. After seven or eight minutes of the first quarter, the Kings played a wave of offensive climax. The Snow Wolves either didn't score on the offensive end, or made mistakes, and were forced to 23-10 by the Imperial team.
The Snow Wolves' plan failed completely. Juliles' defense was infinitely amplified by Jing Qi's offense. The defense was blown up, and the offense couldn't freely play Jing Qi alone. The Imperial Team does not give this opportunity, once he has a chance in the low position, on the outside, Wang Weiyu Montgomery can pounce at any time.
Jing Qi's single defense played at a high level, and there was even a successful round of single defense. Juliels' confidence dropped little by little, and when he broke the jar in the back, he gave up on himself and completely lost his role on the field.
"Beep!" The referee blew another mistake from the Snow Wolves. From Dimon, he wanted to break through from the bottom line, but was blocked out of bounds by Wang Weiyu. Alternate possession.
"Wait, it's not over, the referee on the baseline objected, and he thought the ball touched W's hand out of bounds." O'Neill explains the situation on the field. Several referees had disagreements and could only use their hawk eyes to check the situation. In the end, the referee changed the blowing penalty, Wang Weiyu touched the ball out of bounds, and the ball of the Snow Wolves.
Samuel gasped, a series like this was a big test for a veteran like him. He is the brain of the team, the starting point of the attack. It can be said that the attack of the Snow Wolves is indispensable to him, and without him, there is no commander.
A team full of talent will become a squandering singles team without a commander. Samuel felt a great responsibility, and he did not dare to be careless. Montgomery knew where his strengths were. Young, energetic, and fast, this is his capital to compete with Samuel. Samuel is a veteran of the ball and has little chance of stealing.
"Young man, tell you something, the bull can't stop the matador." Samuel uttered an incomprehensible Spanish proverb, dribbled with his left hand, pulled it behind his back, flashed past Montgomery's side, and burst in. Samuel thought it was too much, and dribbled away half of Montgomery's body. Montgomery's eyes widened, and he caught up with him, reaching for his ball.
Touched! A voice rang in Montgomery's heart. Samuel lost the ball, the thirty-five-year-old's brain went blank, what's the situation? When he reacted, the ball was already in Wang Weiyu's hand.
"Möngke!" Wang Weiyu held the ball with his right hand, from the bottom to the top, and threw his low hand from the back to the front court. Montgomery was at the forefront, like a loose Mongolian mustang, outpacing everyone, catching the ball with one hand, dribbling a few times, striding and jumping on the free-throw line.
"Before I knew it, the difference had reached 15 points. The Snow Wolves were helpless against the Emperor like they had in the first two games, and Osman had to figure out how to do it. O'Neill said. Barkley smiled: "Osman has always been criticized for his strain in the game, but when he has a way to deal with it, the Imperial team has a plan on the spot, so the game will only keep losing." ”
"Damn it!" Dimon cursed. Hearing this, Wang Weiyu said, "Don't curse God! Only a soft egg would do that! It's you who make the situation like this, and it has nothing to do with his old man. "Which ear do you hear me cursing God?" Dimon asked rhetorically.
Wang Weiyu said: "I'll bet a dollar, if I don't stop you, the next second you will curse God." "You don't fart less!" Dimon wanted to pass the ball, changed direction left and right, didn't shake off Wang Weiyu, and jumped up directly.
"Good chance!" Once in a lifetime! Wang Weiyu got the opportunity to block Damon. Blocking this guy is no less difficult than blocking Toin Davide. His physicality is so strong that he has risen one of the few heights in the league. This time, the timing, the regularity of the shot, and the use of his own bounce were just right, and Wang Weiyu touched the ball.
Damon's dry pull didn't even touch the basket, and fell into Jing Qi's arms. A whistle blew and the time of the first quarter was over.
Herbert waved his hand, and Wang Weiyu, Merris, and Jing Qi were replaced. Dom Bellamy, Dejur, Teter Tyney.
The second squad of the Kings is known as the cannon fodder by the league. They don't have the same talent as the starting lineup, but they have a strong ability to bite. You can't keep the score open, and you won't be chased continuously.
Bellamy is such a person, you see that he doesn't seem to have anything special, just Wang Weiyu's spare tire, or a fully weakened version. Dimon always despised him, Bellamy was used to such contempt, he didn't spew trash talk like Wang Weiyu, just quietly watched the game.
"Why doesn't W play? Doesn't he know that you will be eaten alive by me? Dimon said arrogantly. Wang Weiyu raised his eyebrows and said, "How dare he say that?" Bellamy didn't have anything to do with him. "That guy has always been like this." Merris laughed.
Bellamy controlled the ball and passed the ball to Raglan safely, "Give it to Tete..." He was naïve, Ragren played averagely, and he was thinking about how to play, seeing the ball for himself, and the other main forces were not there, he caught the ball and shot.
"Wardfark?" Bellamy's face was stunned: "Raglan? "Good shot, isn't it?" Raglan said, "Bang! "No, the facts are in front of him, he doesn't say anything," the feeling will come later. ”
Bellamy forgot. If you don't ask Raglan to run, according to his logic, you give him the ball for no reason, just let him handle it. Even Wang Weiyu had to let him know what to do in advance before he dared to give him the ball. Otherwise, it is a meat bun and a dog that has no return.
"Raglan, we should play smarter." Bellamy tactfully offered his opinion.
Guess what Raglan said? He said: "You have a point, next time I will do a feint and then dribble and shoot, so that it will not be so seriously disturbed." ”
If it were in the second dimension, Dom Bellamy would have spewed out a mouthful of blood full of resentment at this moment.
Five minutes into the second quarter, the bench completed the task with honor. The Emperor's Big Three are back on the field.
After the Emperor team changed back to the main force, the situation on the field changed abruptly, and the Snow Wolves seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. No matter how you fight, you can't lose any shot.
was chased to 5 points within a few minutes, and then, Wang Weiyu and Raglan fired from the outside, stretching the difference to 10 points. The score became double digits, and the two teams played until the end of the first half with such a point difference. (To be continued.) )