"Well done, boys!"

At the end of the first quarter, Adelman stood on the bench and loudly praised the players' performance.

At 28-17, the Rockets took a double-digit advantage.

Leylin scored eleven points on 4-of-6 shooting. Really controlled the game in the first quarter.

Returning to the bench, Leylin grinned there.

Winning 20 points in this game is not a problem, and it is even possible to win double 20.

"GOOD, Ray, take a break, Karl, DiCambe, after you get on the court, continue to attack their inside, Aaron, pay attention to the rhythm, I don't want to see DiCambe behind your ass, chasing you!"

Leylin listened to Adelman's words, and slapped Brooks on the back of the head with a smile. Brooks also smiled awkwardly.

It's not that Brooks isn't excellent, this guy is pure crushing a nerve knife.

When training in the team, the three-point accuracy is scary, and he can often make more than a dozen three-pointers in a row.

Brooks, who comes from a playmaking guard, has fast speed and versatile ball handling skills, can pass people with feints and dazzling steps, has good stability from the outside, and dares to shoot. His excellent breakthrough ability makes his mid-range shot more difficult to defend, and when he breaks through the basket, the ball is also reasonable.

Judging from these points, Brooks has a bright future, but the only flaw is that as a playmaker, Brooks' control of the rhythm is indeed not complimentary.

As soon as you get high, you forget about your teammates and fight alone there. If he comes from a run-and-gun team, maybe Brooks still has a chance to show his strengths, but for the Rockets with Yao Ming, it is difficult for Brooks to achieve much.

“Allright！ Guys, kill them! ”

"Kill them!"

After the resumption of the game, both sides sent substitutes.

It's just that compared to the Rockets, the supersonic lineup is a little too bad. The main lineup is not complete, let alone the substitute lineup. But even so, the supersonic players who played on the bench still chased back part of the score.

At 35-28, when Leylin played, the Rockets were just seven points ahead of their opponents.

"Give it to me!"

After playing, Leylin will not be polite.

Stuck with Petro, Leylin directly hit him.

After pushing Petro, he dunked directly.

BOOM！

"Oh God, maybe Callesimo should keep Francisco on the field and the two of them together!"

Of course, Callesimo can't hear the words of the commentators, but as a manager, if you don't have any ideas at all, then you are a manager in vain.

After the next round missed and Raining scored inside again, Callesimo decisively called a timeout.

"Francisco, Joel, you guys go to the bag, no matter what the cost, make sure to stop that guy from scoring!"

In front of the bench, Callesimo was spraying his saliva there, and he didn't expect that he would be overwhelmed by a rookie.

"Bag clip?"

After returning from the timeout, after watching the two big men come on the court, Raylin knew Callesimo's little ninety-nine.

"Is this a way for me to get a taste of what a superstar is like?"

After a self-deprecating laugh, the game continued.

Nick Collisson, scored two points for the SuperSonics.

Once under the basket, Francisco went straight to Leylin's side.

"Rookie, let me show you my defense!"

Francisco Elson is the seventh Dutch player in NBA history, born in Amsterdam, Francisco was drafted in '99 and drafted by the Denver Nuggets, but he didn't play in the NBA until four years later, and followed the Spurs to the championship last year.

In the playoffs, he averaged 11.5 minutes per game, scoring 3.3 points and 3.1 rebounds. Francisco, who has a strong style of play, has contributed a lot to the Spurs on the defensive end, and it is also the guarantee of the team's championship.

Among them, the most sensational thing that Francisco did in the league is probably to fight with Garnett. In the '04 playoffs against the Timberwolves, Francisco and Garnett got into a physical altercation, and his foul directly caused Garnett to fall on the seat behind the basket. However, Garnett then returned in an attack, elbowing Francisco to the groin, and because of this, Francisco mocked Garnett for being gay after the game. Francisco's remarks caused an uproar. Of course, in the end, Francisco apologized to the gay community for his inappropriate remarks.

Listening to Francisco's words, Leylin directly opened his hand to ask for the ball.

Hyde hesitated, but handed the ball to Leylin.

Compared with Petro, Francisco's defense is indeed much more fierce and stronger.

"Old fellow, let me show you how good I am!"

After laughing a little, Leylin increased his strength again, and directly pushed Francisco away.

However, unlike Petro, at the moment of Raelin's dunk, Francisco slapped Raelin's wrist directly, destroying Raelin's dunk and sending Raeling to the free throw line.

"Damn!"

After scolding, Leylin rubbed his wrist and walked to the free throw line.

Clang!

The basketball smashed on top of the hoop and bounced high.

The Seattleman behind the basketball hoop was there waving the cheering stick in his hand as hard as he could, hoping to add interference to Leylin.

Bang, boom!

Railling's second free throw smashed on top of the rebound and bounced into the basket. One of two free throws added another point to the team.

Francisco's defense gave the SuperSonics more confidence, and Ridno hit a direct three-pointer from the outside to close the gap again.

The Rockets attacked, and handed it to Leylin again, and this time although Leylin succeeded in beating Francisco, he was caught in the moment of turning.

"Nice defense!"

Seeing that Lei Lin was frozen, the commentator shouted excitedly.

But in the next second, he had the urge to cry.

Because at the moment of the pack, Leylin passed the ball to Landry on the other side with a blow.

Swish!

The unguarded Landry hit with ease.

"Well done!"

After high-fives with Landry in celebration, Leylin looked at Francisco sarcastically.

Back to the SuperSonics offense, after Francisco made a block for Ridno, he received a return pass from the opponent, and Francisco held the ball with both hands and jumped up against Relin.

"Slam dunk! Don't! ”

After seeing Francisco jump, Leylin jumped up.

"Must enter!"

Francisco looked at Leylin, who was jumping up, holding the basketball with both hands, and dunked directly towards the basket.

Syllable!

It's just that in the next second, a crisp voice rang in my ears.

A large hand pressed on top of the basketball.

"Find the hat!"

After a loud roar, Leylin slapped the basketball on top.

Caught off guard, Francisco felt his hands empty.

"Roar, God, is there no one who can stop the thunder?"

The Seattle radio commentator said in frustration as he watched the basketball fly off the three-point line.

The SuperSonics, who have lost their interior line, are basically impossible to beat the Rockets in this game.

"Since no one on the team can stop him, then take it for yourself!"

A middle-aged fat man, sitting in the box, muttered after watching Leylin cover Francisco's dunk.

As he spoke, the big fat man took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hi Sam, I'd like to see one on the team next season!"

BOOM！

A loud bang rang out inside the stadium.

The big fat man craned his neck to look at the court, where the No. 10 player was hanging from the basket.

"Team Rocket's Ten!"