Chapter 63: Different
"Welcome to Ultimate League TV, where I, Kenny Smith, and my partner Charles Barkley will be watching the Kings vs. Warriors game today. Pen & Fun &www.biquge.info" Kenny tossed the conversation to Barkley, "Chuck, what do you think of today's game?" ”
Barkley said: "The Braves have the best shooters in the world, and they are stronger, but the Kings have an evolved Merris, and I think I can contain the Braves' small ball, and if I had to choose, I would choose the Kings." ”
Barkley has always looked down on the Braves, and even if the Braves won two championships, it didn't change the stubborn Jazz.
Moi Cook stood in the midfield, looked at Wang Weiyu playfully, and said loudly: "You also seem to have made a good start last year, and then you met us?" "You have a good memory." In the face of this hot alliance darling, Wang Weiyu did not have the slightest fear.
There are so many stories about Moi, he has occupied the league list for three-point shooting this season, whether it is the first or the sixth, you can only see one name, and that is Moy Cook.
He is a realistic version of fantasy basketball, with three-pointers in the middle and three-pointers in the distance being his label. The reason why he is disliked by major basketball celebrities is not only because of his out-of-the-box play, but also because of his subversive projection skills.
"We don't want bad luck, but we're going to win." Moy laughs.
"Don't say it too soon." Wang Weiyu said: "We will do our best. "Good fighting spirit, I like it." Moe stretched out his fist and touched Wang Weiyu's fist, "Let's have a cool game." ”
Obviously he is thirty years old, and his childish face is full of pure fighting intent.
The Kings discharged Carmen, Raglan, Wang Weiyu, Jing Qi, and Merris as regular starters. The Braves fielded Moy Cook, Tom Clay, Hudson Buss, Bloomfield Smith and center Lenny Cheeks, who was drafted in the second round this year.
Jing Qi jumped the ball on behalf of the team, and in terms of height and arm length, the people in the league who had an advantage over him counted on one hand.
Jing Qi dialed the ball, and Wang Weiyu received the ball. The Warriors defended quickly and directly put on a common formation. Wang Weiyu was heavily defended by Hudson and almost made a mistake.
"It looks like W's state hasn't gotten up yet." Kenny shook his head and said, "That's not what he's supposed to be." "He's a lot stronger this year." Barkley said: "There are not many people in this league who can limit him, apart from Kant. ”
Wang Weiyu adjusted back and passed the ball to the penalty area. Jing Qi receives the ball in the middle line, dribbles a step, and hands it to Carmen. Carmen held the ball against Moy to the left wing, stopped the ball and made a jumper, hit the iron, and Merris pulled out the rebound. Seeing that the ball was about to fall into the hands of the Imperials, Bloomfield had an idea in his head and reached out to send the ball out of bounds.
The sideline serves to Jing Qi, who stands on the midline, which is his point, and without hesitation, shoots head-on.
"Bang!" missed, and the Braves' counterattack immediately began.
Moy galloped, his move mobilized the rotation of the Imperial team, only to see him pick up the pick-and-roll, and there was a tendency to pitch, which scared Raglan to abandon Tom and step forward to wrap up.
Every team will defend Moi like this, and at the same time, they will miss defenders, which is the price that must be paid, Tom receives the ball and immediately passes it, and Bloomfield takes the ball and puts it to the basket lightly.
"It's too easy, the Brave team is too easy, and the Emperor team has to be even more nervous." Kenny said.
Barkley said: "You don't need to be so nervous about Moy's projection, he's shooting right, and he's just one person, just watch the others, just like Chuck Daley did to Michael." ”
"Raglan, your expression was so ugly." Carmen rolled her eyes. Raglan was aggrieved, "Carmen, it's not like I'm afraid you'll be humiliated by him. Carmen said: "On the outside, it's normal for anyone to be humiliated by him. "Nonsense, I'm not afraid of him." Raglan was not convinced.
"Then please let him know who the god on the three-point line is, the shooting god Raglenn Dalle." Wang Weiyu said. Raglan earnestly corrected: "It's Raglan Darle, the God of Shooting." ”
Is there any difference? Jing Qi complained in his heart, his face was silent, and he ran forward silently.
It's his style, frolicking off the court, like Tim Duncan on the court. There is no emotion, like a stone man.
It was a normal half-court advance, Wang Weiyu suddenly accelerated and ran, and Carmen passed the ball hard, across the half. Wang Weiyu received the ball with his left hand and slapped it on the ground, and Hudson pressed it tightly, trying to emulate the defense of the previous round and force Wang Weiyu to stop the ball.
"You don't think it was your defense, do you?" Wang Weiyu said mockingly. "What?" Before Hudson could react, Wang Weiyu's hand tossed the ball from the low post and passed it out of the line.
Raglan receives the ball on the right side of the perimeter and Tom is still a few steps away from him. Neither adjust, nor evenly, jump and throw, throw back.
"5-3, good passing, good confident shots, Raglan has improved a lot." Kenny sighed. Barkley laughed: "I prefer a traditional running shooter like Ragren to Moi, who uses endless runs to win chances and rarely misses, and I like to partner with a defender like that the most." ”
Moy didn't mean to come back, or rather, he didn't take Raglen's three-pointer as a challenge. In his eyes, Raglan is Tom's man, and the person being challenged should also be Tom.
Interestingly, Tom is not an aggressive person, he is thrown in when he is thrown, and he just needs to find an opportunity to throw it back, so why bother with these little things.
Bloomfield's high-post playmaking is a regular tactic for the Braves, often to share Moy's defensive strength. At this point, Moy will put his energy into his off-ball movement, and his terrible shooting ability makes people overlook Moy's equally excellent off-ball movement.
Under the basket, the opportunity arises!
Bloomfield's blow to the earth made Jing Qi not react at all, and the only flaw was that he had too much strength and passed out of bounds.
The Emperor team played more actively than the Brave team, and Merris crouched in the low post like a beast, "Carmen! Carmen threw the ball out with a straight arm.
"Merris!" "Merris! Swallow that guy! ”
Radical fans cheered that Merris was up against the Braves' second-round pick, Lenny Cheeks. Lenny is a senior who has been labeled as a non-potential at his age, when in fact, he's a very good blue-collar player.
Merris's steps seemed to be rising. His pace doesn't change much, just a few strokes, because the threat of hook shooting ability is too great, and he can always shake the opponent up.
Lenny jumped, eyes wide open like brass rings. With a fierce look in her eyes and a great deal of power between her feet, Merris stepped up, pressed down on Lenny's body, and dunked the basket.
"Oh, Merris, it's violent, this guy has been training for the summer, and he's so much more explosive than he was in his rookie season." Kenny sighed. Barkley looked excited, "To suppress a ball like the Braves, you have to have an inside player like Merris, and one day, an inside line like Merris will make the ball disappear from the league, I believe!" ”
Whether it was Merris's provocation or the commentator's, the Braves didn't raise their spirits.
They still regard the Kings as a weak team that can't make the playoffs, and the whole team exudes a mood of "I'm going to play a weak team again, I'm so bored, I want to go home".
The Braves were scoreless for several minutes in a row, and the five points at the opening time turned out to be all the points scored in the first five minutes. That's incredible for a team that averaged 114 points per game last season.
Another mistake. Moy goes straight in, misses the ball under the basket, and the ball of the Imperials.
This is not a normal Braves, everyone knows it. The Kings also knew that they had to pull up the score before the Braves came to their senses.
"Are you going to pass the ball again? Did everything regress in the offseason except for muscle gains? Hudson taunted Wang Weiyu, who seemed to be the most combative person on the Braves.
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I can't stand it... Wang Weiyu shouted, raised his hand, and the ball was passed to him, "Since you want to lose face so much, then I will fulfill you." "By the way, I'm going to break through from the left." The voice fell, Wang Weiyu stomped on Hudson's right side, grabbed the place first, squeezed away, accelerated, and broke through in one fell swoop.
Under the basket, Merris and Jing Qi stuck their own people.
Wang Weiyu is like a bird, with big characters in the air, his hands are like wings, and his left hand is swinging widely, like an ancient warrior wielding a meteor hammer, dancing a basketball into the basket.
"The game has once again entered the imperial moment, W's violent dunk!"