447. We call Spurs

(Thanks to the crazy maniac, super dark Xiaobai, jumping shrimp, heaven to die, arsenic or arsenic, I am the reward of the six brothers in the wilderness, this book is from the shelves to the end, the most proud is the reward, except for Lin Da in the competition, no writer can surpass!) The support given to me by the brothers, the fat man is inscribed! )

Padding broke through with the ball, Parker was shaken away, Ginobili was shaken away, he jumped up and his shot, and Duncan appeared in front of him. Patin hurriedly raised his shot, and the ball hit the hoop and bounced straight out......

Hua Ben rushed in from behind, and he was about to jump as soon as his center of gravity dropped. A tall body suddenly appeared in front of him, and Horry didn't jump, just stuck in front of Huaben, and then raised his arms, so that Huaben's rhythm was disrupted. After landing, Duncan jumped up and scooped the ball down.

Parker came up to ask for the ball, and the Bobcats quickly stepped back, but the Spurs were slow to do so, and Parker slowly carried the ball through the half.

Standing under the court, Jordan's face was grim, and his eyes revealed deep helplessness. He looked at Vicky on the other side, the old man with white hair from a military background, sitting calmly on the bench, as if everything on the court was under his control.

In fact, everything on the pitch is really in his hands now.

The Bobcats tried to increase their speed to get the pace of the game, but the Spurs stubbornly kept the pace extremely slow.

Parker is fast, but it's on his side, he can break fast, run fast, pass the ball quickly, but he doesn't push fast and shoot quickly. Others, as Vicky commanded on the board, faithfully interpreted the rules and regulations of the board on the pitch like soldiers.

Under this system. Parker is not a playmaker but a point guard, he just needs to hold the ball firmly, the playmaker is Vicky, he has already made arrangements at the timeout when the ball should be given to whom, the Spurs players just need to run according to his command, and finally someone always runs out of the open space and then gets a shot.

It is very painful to fight against such an opponent. From the first minute of the first game, the Bobcats players felt like they were fighting a bunch of robots. The Spurs don't care what kind of offensive and defensive efficiency you have, whether it's your three-pointers or dunks. He's just going to play at his own pace: running, covering, passing, regardless of efficiency, just finding the right guy to shoot in 24 seconds.

That's exactly what the Bobcats fear the most. It's a team of talented youngsters who play by talent and win by them, not by tactics or discipline. This team also has its own characteristics, that is, the offensive end is wanton, the defense is hard-working, such a team is the most afraid of the Spurs, because the latter is like a cage, will lock your talent tightly, so that you have nowhere to use your ability, then hit a wall everywhere, then become irritable and chaotic, and finally surrender in despair.

The Bobcats' defense is stronger and relies on individual ability. Iguodala, Allen, Gerrard, Anderson, Mourning, these are all top individual defense masters. Their ability was greatly reduced by the Spurs, because Duncan and others are working together, and the Bobcats players will never get a chance to defend one, and they will face at least two people every time they defend. This is a situation that the Bobcats have never heard of in the playoffs. So when the Spurs used that against them in this way, they started to crumble.

The Bobcats, who were satisfied in the first game, suffered a heavy sniping as they were beaten 104-86 in San Antonio, losing by 18 points, the most in a playoff game.

In that game, even if he was as brave as Huaben. also played very abnormally, the Spurs' defense was too strong, he had Bowen on the outside to take care of, and Duncan to greet him on the inside. And the Spurs have the best bag in the league, and the Eastern Conference team is simply not qualified to compare with them. …,

Jordan made targeted training arrangements after the game, but after the start of the second game today, the Bobcats did not improve much, and the rhythm was still caught by the Spurs, and after Huaben got the ball on the outside, Bowen would still stick it like kraft candy and as long as he wanted to break through, he would definitely encounter a two-to-three-person bag, so from the beginning of the game, the Spurs took the lead.

As mentioned before, most of the Bobcats players are rookies or playoff rookies, and they play downwind ball one by one, but they pee when they play against the wind. The score was behind, the rookies were stunned, and all kinds of unreasonable shots were made in order to chase the score, one by one seemed to be an undercover agent of the Spurs, and the Spurs had not yet made a force, and the score gap was opened.

By the end of the fourth quarter, the Spurs had a 10-point lead at 90-80, and they did a good job of containing the Bobcats' offense, allowing them to play two games in a row with a small score. This season, the Bobcats have that kind of situation, and it often means they're going to lose.

Moreover, this game looks like a replica of the first game, Huaben was caught as always, but after the ball was distributed, it was always fruitless, either a throw or a mistake, and the rest of the Bobcats, including Padding, took this game too seriously.

Parker passes the ball to Ginobili, who breaks through Iguodala's defense and rushes inside, and Duncan takes the opportunity to pull out. Huaben didn't care about the tail, so he had to turn his attention to Ginobili, after all, he was the attacker with the ball.

Iguodala switched to Duncan, and Ginobili, who rushed into the restricted area, turned around and passed, Duncan pushed Iguodala away, made a stable 45-degree angle shot, the basketball hit the rebound, and then rebounded into the hoop. This makes the score 92:80 with one minute left.

Jordan frowned and called a timeout, it was his last timeout, he kept calling a timeout in this game, the team rhythm was too chaotic.

Looking at the scarlet 00:58 number on the timing board, Jordan shook his head, while the fans at the AT&T Center let out a huge cheer, the game was basically a foregone conclusion, with only 58 seconds left, and the Bobcats couldn't possibly turn the tables.

As a result, some fans began to leave the stadium, and 20,000 fans attended the game, and once they waited until the game was over before leaving, there would be a serious traffic jam in the parking lot. San Antonio fans have this experience, so many left the stadium early when the outcome was almost decided, including in the last game.

Jordan looked at the listless players and said solemnly: "Guys, yes, I know time is running out now, we don't have much chance. However, the game is not over yet, understand? Anything can happen, and God didn't give us a will to fail! Maybe we're going to lose this game, maybe we're going to lose this series, but we're still young, we have a chance, and all you have to do now is learn and learn how to move forward in the face of adversity! ”

As he spoke, Jordan stretched out his fist and slammed the chests of the players on the court one by one, and he said word by word: "At any time, in any place, don't let the opponent see negative emotions such as fear, confusion, and despair in your eyes, otherwise it will only boost their arrogance!" Keep that in mind! ”

The timeout was coming to an end, but Jordan refused to replace the main man and still replaced them. Hua Ben rarely did not open his mouth to encourage his teammates, but walked onto the court in silence.

Although many people left the stadium, at least 15,000 fans were still watching the game, and when the Bobcats players came on, they let out the winner's taunts. Wabbon was noncommittal, looking up at the Bobcats fans who were still on the scene to support them.

"Boss, move forward!"

"Glory to the Lynx!"

"Charlotte Glory, MVP!"

When the game was about to start, Hua Ben suddenly said: "Have you noticed that there are many acquaintances among the fans?" ”…,

Iguodala nodded dejectedly and said, "Yes, there are many acquaintances, many people come from Charlotte to support us, but it's a pity" He didn't say the latter words, because everyone understood what he meant.

"If you lose two in a row, the team is completely finished." Wabbon whispered slowly, looking up at the arena, two championship flags hanging from the beams, one gray one reading '1999 All-League King' and the other gray reading '2003 NBA Championship'.

"It would be nice if our stadium had this too." Mourning said in a hoarse voice that these two games not only consumed his physical strength, but also his voice, and he was constantly using his roar to boost the team's morale and tirelessly teach his teammates how to deal with opponents.

Warburn walked up to the court, burst out laughing, and said, "Chance, Alonzo, remember my promise?" We're going to win the championship this year! ”

After speaking, Hua Ben didn't wait for Mo Ning's answer, and quickly ran towards the court.

Anderson served the ball on the court, and he was tasked with defending Duncan in this game, but he didn't achieve much.

The referee blew the whistle, and Anderson flicked the ball weakly towards Warburn. Hua Ben looked a little distracted, the ball flew up and he hadn't made a corresponding move, seeing this, Bowen's eyes lit up, and he wanted to grab the ball when he came out from behind.

At the moment when Bowen jumped, Hua Ben jumped up like a lion who had woken up from a sleep, roaring and jumping, but he took the ball off first.

After getting the ball, Wabeen landed and turned and rushed towards the three-point line, which was served in the midcourt, so he was very close to the three-point line.

Bowen was tricked away from Waben so that his advance was barely hindered. Horry was ready to come up and wrap up, but Wajburn was too close to the three-point line and rushed over in two big steps.

Rushing to the three-point line, Hua Ben didn't even look at Horry who was running towards him, his knees bent and his body fell and his weight rose quickly, and he shook his hand in the middle of the march to make a three-point shot.

"Huh!"

With a crisp sound, the scoreboard was 83:92, and the chronograph showed that the time was only 2.5 seconds later, and the ball was almost a three-point shot after Hua Ben got the ball and took two steps.

The accurate three-pointer didn't cause concern for Spurs fans, and the San Antonio man looked down on the Bobcats in a victorious manner, not even booing them.

"Do you think you've won? Okay, then I'll teach you a lesson. Waben gritted his teeth, determined to take a gamble. (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )