Chapter 319 Threats and Countermeasures

"Bag Clip!"

"Keep an eye on it!"

"Don't show your way!"

Nets head coach Byron Brown. Scott was in a hurry, shouting on the sidelines. At the beginning, his shouting seemed to play a role, and the morale of the Nets soared for a while, but as time passed, the Nets never stopped the Wizards' offense, did not break through the Wizards' defense, and the Nets players began to lose concentration and showed signs of giving up the game. Scott's shouting also became:

"Foul! Give me a hard foul! ”

"You're *** not going to foul! Did you *** graduate from a women's college? Man, give me a hard foul! ”

I kept frowning, I knew that no one wanted to be reversed by an opponent with a 24-point lead, and that would be nailed to the frame of shame in history. But Byron. Scott's dog-jumping foul tactics really me off.

After working hard for most of the year, all the teams and all the players are trying to show themselves on the field of the playoffs, to show themselves on the court of the finals, and once they are injured at this time, they are basically announcing their farewell to the playoffs.

"Watch out for your opponent's fouls! Be careful not to get hurt! "I'm frowning and thinking about how to deal with my opponent, but before that I have to remind my teammates not to get hurt.

Jason. Kidd was slowly dribbling the basketball, looking for an offensive opportunity. Jordan was bent deeply, his eyes fixed on his opponent.

Jason. Kidd curled up his thumb with his left hand and stretched out the remaining four fingers, a tactic, a common tactic for them, but I don't know which of their tactics it was. I could only keep scanning around with two eyes, watching for holes in the Wizards' defense.

Aron. Williams suddenly lifted up, and I hurried out to chase after him. Williams' height is really average, and he suffers a bit from playing center, but he has a shot that I don't dare to put him up without any scruples.

The Wizards are now the only one on the court with me on the inside, and my chasing defense has completely emptied the Wizards' interior line, Kenyon. Martin ran out and led Caron. Butler ran outside, but he made a sharp stop, rolled over and hit the basket, and when he reached the paint, he jumped high and stretched out his hands, ready for the basketball.

I'm a little reluctant to believe it, but it's true, Kenyon. Martin jumped into the air first, and then Jason. Kidd passes the ball in Kenyon. Martin's body fell just when the basketball arrived at Kenyon. Martin in the hands, after Kenyon. Martin slammed the basketball into the hoop!

I can't pass this kind of pass, as the team's playmaker Michael. Jordan must not be able to pass it on, even Chauncey, who is still lying at home recuperating from a wrist injury. Billups must not have been able to pass it either. Such a pass, I can only say that I admire.

The Nets finally scored, Kenyon. Martin used this explosive dunk to break the Nets' three-minute scoring drought, once again ignited the morale of the Nets, and once again made the Wizards fans cheer thunderously.

"You won't make it! You're not Reggie. Miller, we're not the New York Knicks either! "Kenyon. Martin said as he walked past me with his feet on the ground, his tone full of confidence.

Yes, I'm not Reggie. Miller, the Nets are not the New York Knicks, the probability of the most incredible turnaround in NBA history is very small, not everyone can be a hero! But I want to try.

"I'm better than Reggie. Miller Strong! He's my defeat! I said softly.

Yes, I'm better than Reggie. Miller is strong, because in the All-Star Weekend that just ended, I beat Reggie with an impeccable and perfect watch. Miller, I believe Reggie. What Miller can do, I will be able to do.

"Even if you're better than Reggie. Miller can't do it either! "Kenyon. Martin pursed his lips in disdain

Aaron. Williams desperately defended me in front of me, pulling, pulling, wrapping, scratching, hooking, these blue-collar defensive skills were used by him throughout, and although these were foul moves, it was indisputable that he put me in trouble. I looked at the referee and tried to get a little help from him, but it was the Big 6 Aviation Center and the referee inevitably blew the home whistle.

Michael. Jordan was replaced by Jason. Kidd stared at him, Caron. Butler & Kenyon. Martin is pestering, Richard. Hamilton was replaced by Carey. Kittels gave a complete trip, Larry. Hughes, the breakout maniac, was also taken by Richard. Jefferson defended it.

Basketball in Michael. Jordan's hand can't pass, he can't find a very good passing route, everyone is not locked, he can only come by himself.

Michael. Jordan dribbled the ball under two hips in a row, and then leaned to the right and shook Jason. After Kidd's center of gravity shifted slightly, he quickly pulled back his body and burst in from the left side.

Basketball is not a one-man sport, it's a five-person sport. When Jordan broke through, I immediately ran to the outside, hoping to use my own run to empty the opponent's inside line and give Michael . Jordan creates more room for breakthroughs.

Aron. Williams ran out, Kenyon. Martin hesitated, he took a sideways step, and did not chase Caron who ran out. Butler, instead stuck Michael. Jordan's route forward

Jason. Kidd took advantage of his degrees in Michael. Jordan's side was constantly interfering, constantly pushing Michael. Jordan squeezed towards him and Kenyon. A trap set by Martin.

Michael. Jordan is already old, and getting old represents the decline of his body, and the weakening of the confrontation, but getting old also means that he has a lot of experience.

Michael. Jordan threw the basketball out the moment he stepped into the trap.

I got the basketball.

I know how important this goal is, and if it goes in, it will not only mean that the margin will be back to 11 points again, but it will also mean that the opponent's defensive strategy will be completely ineffective.

I didn't hesitate at all, I knew that any hesitation would make the opponent's defense stronger, so the moment I received the ball, I jumped up.

With a left-handed strod and a right-hand nudge, I tried to hit the basketball again.

"Smack!"

A huge force struck, and I almost grabbed the ground with one stumble. I stretched out my left hand, propped up on the floor, steadied my center of gravity, stood up, and looked back at Aron, who was defending me. Williams, he's being by Jason. Kidd and others were protected behind him, while Michael. Jordan and others are criticizing him.

Reggie. After Miller's reversal of the New York Knicks, Patrick. Ewing's first words at the tactical discussion were: "I reviewed, I forgot to give him a hard foul!" ”

Could it be that Aron. Williams is going to do Patrick that year. What Ewing didn't do? This must be Byron. Scott asked Aaron. Williams is going to do what Patrick was back then. Things Ewing didn't do.

The referee's whistle sounded, and before the clash erupted, the most admirable Mr. Referee appeared in the most appropriate position, first warning Michael Murphy. Jordan took a look and then made Aaron. Williams foul gesture.

Look at Michael. Jordan looked indignant, and Doug. Afraid of causing a bigger conflict, Collins hurriedly replaced him and replaced him with Chris Brown. Whitney switched on again.

Two free throws.

I stood at the free throw line and rubbed my right arm vigorously with my left hand, a clear palm print on it that made half of my body a little numb.

"You have good fruit to eat! Take your time! "Kenyon. Martin sprays trash talk on the left side of the paint area.

I glared at him and tried to shut him up, but the guy didn't know how to lift it up, and continued:

"I still have 4 fouls, and in a while, I'll test it on you, what does it mean to foul hard!"

I'm a little crazy, this is Chiguoguo's threat, this is Chiguoguo's provocation, I need to do something, I definitely can't sit still.

I made two free throws, and although my right arm hurt a little, I still put two free throws in the basket.

The whole court was pressing, and I stood on Aaron again. In front of Williams, he stretched out his arms and kept distracting. Kidd was taken by Chris. Whitney was firmly entangled, Carey. Kittels had to step up to catch the ball, but he also had Richard behind him. Hamilton's this drag oil bottle.

After countless counter-runs, countless covers, Jason. Kidd finally got the basketball, then quickly dribbled to the frontcourt, shook his body outside the three-point line, and shook off Chris. Whitney plugged in.

I didn't follow Aaron this time. Williams went out and I was firmly stuck in position, but Jason. Kidd in Chris. Under Whitney's interference, he didn't even twist his face, and sent the ball directly to the bottom corner to defend Kyrie. Richard of Kittels. Hamilton has come over to wrap the bag, Kerry. Kittels was completely empty. He didn't waste that opportunity and the basketball went through the basket.

Carey. Kittels raised his arms and roared back to the backcourt.

"Beware! Am I going to foul you? "Kenyon. Martin said in a nonchalant tone, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

There is no other way! That's all there is to it! Only in this way can I get rid of the threat and take the opponent off, and I slowly found the answer in my heart.

Chris. Whitney didn't get pressed all over the court, he dribbled the ball to the front court, and I hit Aaron who was defending me hard. Williams, squeezing him to the side, reached for the ball.

The ball came over, I managed to catch the basketball, and I resisted Aaron like a cowhide. Williams, half-turned, raised the basketball in the air with his right hand held up in the air, his eyes glancing to Kenyon to the side. Martin.

Kenyon. Martin jumped up, and he reached out his right palm in a vicious way, and slapped it hard at my arm, yes, this time at the arm, not at the basketball.

I jumped up and leaned hard against Kenyan. Martin, as his hand fell, I cried out, "Ah! ”

Then I went like a kite with a broken string to Aron. Williams fell, and then I fell to the ground, and I was afraid that my expression would not be realistic enough, so I covered my face with my hands and moaned loudly while rolling on the floor.

That's all I can do, and then it's up to my teammates to work together, and if they work well, I believe Kenyon. Martin will be sent off directly, even if it is a mediocre match, Kenyon. Martin will also be given a technical foul.

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