Chapter 385: A suffocating forty-five seconds
Da Silva's unexpected appearance caused problems with the attack power of the Bulls' rotating lineup. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info This seemingly inconspicuous kid quickly dug a hole for the Chicagoans in the third quarter.
The departure of Candy and Thompson greatly reduced the flexibility of the Bulls' team, and the rhythm of offensive and defensive transitions also slowed down.
"Tango Killer" is really a qualified sixth man, not only allowing the Big Three to take turns to rest, excellent long-range shooting and rebounding, but also bringing direct benefits to the Spurs.
The main players are rotated one by one, but the team's aggressiveness is not reduced, the athletic ability is still there, and the Bulls have suffered a lot. If it weren't for Yi Yang's perversion, I'm afraid the game would have been played long ago.
Even so, down in the third quarter, they gradually trailed the Spurs by as much as 12 points. It's not that Da Silva is invincible, but such an unexpected pawn that revitalizes the Spurs' rotation lineup.
The return of Teague, coupled with the presence of several first- and second-tier players such as Bocuse on the bench, has significantly raised the bench depth by a notch above the Bulls. Affected by physical fitness, the bull, which is inferior to both the inside and outside lines, can only rely on Yi Yang to maintain it.
Twelve points, put in the regular season, there is no pressure on the Bulls at all. But in the finals where the scores are counted and the battle is desperate, facing the Bulls led by the Big Four, and there is one more Brazilian rookie like an all-purpose glue, it will be difficult to catch up.
You score, people won't be idle, you send the starting lineup in the fourth quarter, and the Spurs are all the main players. A super big center, with four deadly inside and outside all-round killers, is not easy to say if he wants to catch up with these twelve points.
The Spurs must not be allowed to win back a city on their home court, in which case the Bulls' home-court advantage will disappear, and the few opportunities that few opportunities will put the Chicagoans in a situation of poor skills and going it alone.
With the upgrade of the opponent's lineup and the superposition of the intensity of the game, Yi Yang's self-confidence is not as confident as before. From the Big Two to the Big Three, the Big Three to the Big Four, in a number of sixth men with good offensive and defensive abilities, the basketball Satan will also become helpless.
Although the Spurs are a weakened version of the polar bears, the technology and experience are a strengthened version of the Celtics, and this point is really tiring to chase.
If it weren't for his unsolvable long-range three-point shooting ability, I'm afraid the second half of the fourth quarter would have become garbage time. Even so, Yi Yang, who is careful everywhere on the defensive end, every time he sees Powell, Christopher and others make three-point shots, his heart inevitably hangs in the air.
Fortunately, the steady Rivers is looking for a success rate, and this heart-pounding three-pointer has not yet appeared in the final quarter. Speaking of which, with a double-digit lead and a higher success rate of inside scoring, what kind of exciting heartbeat is played to pursue a three-point long shot?
Once you miss, not only did you accidentally lose three points, but the Bulls had a perverted basketball Satan, and the counterattack was made, which directly brought back a loss of at least five points.
This detailed account of the alliance fox can be said to be clearly calculated, and when it is not the absolute lead, it must not be too wasteful. The waves are big, and I can't find the tune to cry!
The return of Candy and Thompson to the court greatly reduced the pressure on Yi Yang's offensive and defensive ends, although the offense in the final quarter was mainly handled by Yi Yang, but the quality of the starters' coverage is definitely not comparable to the bench.
The Spurs played cautiously, conservatively and cautiously, but the Bulls were in ruins, frequently narrowing the gap little by little with Yi Yang's terrifying three-point ability.
So handsome! With Yi Yang's chic and elegant posture, the comfortable three-point shot fell steadily into the hoop in the cheers and exclamations of the audience, rolling up not only the white net, but also the despair of the Spurs players who slowly rose powerlessly.
The British girl Ida was very excited by the atmosphere of the scene at this time, and she was also like a shocked fan, she stood up regardless of it, waving her petite fists, screaming and shouting.
Which celebrity is this beautiful girl sitting in the guest seat? Why don't you care about your identity at all, and you are as hysterical as ordinary fans? It's really out of character and identity!
A 12-minute game may seem like a momentary affair to the spectators, but for the players on both sides of the pitch, it is long and tormenting.
The leading Spurs ran hard to defend and did their best to maintain a little bit of a drop in points. The lagging bull, with his teeth clenched, desperately sniped at the enemy's interference with the leading star.
Every attack is like a mountain pressing on the hearts of the players, and only when the ball hits, the breath in the heart can be vomited.
Every defense, like a test of life, sweats hard. The nerves are so tense that they dare not breathe, and any move by the opponent is like a bayonet stabbing into their body, which makes people dare not be careless.
The rhythm of both sides slowed down with the loss of physical energy. The Spurs mainly play inside, try to delay time, and use the basket advantage and covering ability of big center Teague to keep two points from conceding.
The bull blocked and dismantled the cover, tried his best to save every minute and second, and used Yi Yang's incomprehensible personal ability to fire from the outside, struggling to catch up.
The game lasted 11 minutes and 15 seconds, and although the tempo of both sides slowed down, the shooting percentage was amazingly high. Until now, they have not missed each other.
Especially the Chinese youth, who have hit eleven three-pointers in a row in the final quarter, and the score came to a suffocating 138:135, still three points behind the Spurs.
With 45 seconds to go, the Spurs took the lead and called for a long timeout, which was also their last. In any case, try to complete a 24-second attrition offense, and just score two more points and the pressure is completely lost to the hateful Chicagoan.
At the moment of life and death, "Spray Emperor" Teague performed strong enough to hit the whistle hook under the basket again! The Spurs stretched the margin to a lethal five points.
With 25 seconds left, the muscles of the young man's cheeks collapsed, and the ball passed diagonally to little Anthony during the run, quickly throwing off Christopher, and the two long legs turned into an electric fan.
The Bulls don't have the luxury of controlling the rhythm, either you die or I live, taking over Kiyan's return pass, Yi Yang did not hesitate, braked suddenly, leaned forward and jumped, a distance of one meter from the three-point line.
There was silence in the arena, and the spectators held their breath and stared blankly in the direction of the ball's whereabouts, until the world came back to life with a sea of applause.
At 140:138, there were 17 seconds left in the game, enough for the Spurs to complete their last offense. This timeout was started by the bull, where there is a glimmer of hope, you must not give up!
The ball is in hand, and as long as the Spurs score steadily, victory is within reach. It seems that the Bulls are going to adopt foul tactics, and Rivers has already thought of who to receive the ball, even if he hits one of two free throws, the advantage is still in his hands.
What's more, this man has never let himself down with free throws, and the Bulls are basically gone in this game. It couldn't be more satisfying to snatch a victory from such a formidable opponent at home.