Chapter 521: Unexpectedly Leading
Drip!
With a whistle, Yang Mo, who was still violently adjusting his breathing, stood up directly and was the first to walk onto the court. He knows better than anyone what it takes to defend this home turf. He can accept defeat, but never surrender. Trying to take victory from here, unless it's stepping on his corpse.
Yang Mo has no way back, and in fact, he doesn't think about the way back.
Yang Mo is so desperate, Knicks fans can't help but be in awe, they prefer to lose the game at this time, rather than let Yang Mo continue to work the court, they are afraid that Yang Mo will be injured on the court, and then... As a result, the bright future has become a bubble. Compared to tomorrow, it doesn't matter if they lose now.
Soon the game began, and Yang Mo was still fighting frantically, defending frantically, and running frantically. At this time, every minute and every second made him feel that his physical strength was passing rapidly, and his heart was very tired, but he knew that he couldn't rest, as long as he rested, his body would quickly collapse. So he gritted his teeth and insisted, thinking to himself, as long as it was halftime, it would be fine, and then find a masseuse to press it and take a nap for himself.
Under Yang Mo's gritted teeth, the second quarter of the game finally ended, and the Celtics had tied the score at 58:58. Among them, Yang Mo scored 43 points. This score makes the doubters have nothing to say, and now if anyone still says that Yang Mo is not the first person in the league, it is estimated that he will be sprayed alive, LeBron James has never done such an arrogant thing, let alone scored 88 points in the whole court under the defense of the Celtics, which is something that Michael Jordan can't do.
As the halftime whistle sounded, Yang Mo, who was almost tired, quickly found the masseuse, put his hand on him, and leaned on him panting: "Quick... Help me to the locker room. β
The masseur hurriedly complied, and at this time, no one would know Yang Mo's physical condition better than him. He hurriedly helped Yang Mo to walk inside. At this time, there was warm applause on the court again, and everyone was shouting: Super-Yang, come on! super-yangγ Banzai!
If Yang Mo was treated as a joke when he first came to New York, then now Yang Mo is definitely the king of Madison, and the king of New York in everyone's minds. With the strength of the Knicks, basketball has now become the best business card of New York sports, and Yang Mo has borne the brunt of it and has become the city's signature star.
Yang Mo was helped back to the locker room, quickly lay down, and then asked the masseuse to massage him. Under the massage of the masseuse, Yang Mo fell asleep almost instantly. When Yang Mo fell asleep, the other Knicks players did not dare to speak out. They know what Yang Mo means to the Knicks as a whole.
Soon. Time slipped away. The second half started very quickly. Just as Stein was about to tiptoe out of the locker room with the players, Yang Mo stretched and sat up. Although he is still a little tired, but compared to before. It's already a lot better. Sleep is his biggest charging weapon, and after sleeping for a while, he can recover a lot of physical strength.
After the start of the second half, Yang Mo did not continue to hit and rush again, but slowly calmed down, and he began to call for blocking. As soon as the pick-and-roll came out, he shot the basketball...... Swish! Or three points!
After Yang Mo fell asleep, his hand had become very soft, so he didn't shoot three points at this time.
Maybe it's because I'm too afraid of Yang Mo's pass. Or because they were worried that Yang Mo would destroy their system. Therefore, Doug Rivers didn't react, he still sent someone to defend Yang Mo alone. He thinks that even if Yang Mo's three points are accurate, there are times when they are soft, how can three points be used as a conventional weapon?
But for Yang Mo, three points are really a conventional weapon. And when his hand is smooth. Even if God is standing in front of him, he can blow the other person up. Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
In the third quarter, the Celtics' backcourt directly rained three-pointers, and when Yang Mo threw in the seventh three-pointer in a row, Doug Rivers was desperate, he hurriedly changed his defensive strategy, at this time they were already 11 points behind again, if Yang Mo continued to shoot like this, God knows if he would be killed by the three-point rain.
The Celtics changed their defensive strategy and used the bag again. Yang Mo decisively stopped throwing three points, and turned into breaking through the penalty area, occasionally passing one or two balls. In an instant, the lead was maintained. The so-called pocket food is not panicked, and now that the Knicks have finally turned over and exploded the Celtics' chrysanthemum, Yang Mo is not in a hurry.
When Yang Mo wanted to suppress the rhythm, the Celtics really couldn't make any waves, and they couldn't flip the huge lead, so they could only take one step at a time.
Soon, the third quarter ended, and the Knicks still held a 12-point lead, and at this time, Yang Mo's score had reached an astonishing and ungodly 72 points, and then as long as there was no accident, it would be difficult to break the record of 88 points. It may be a problem for others to score 16 points in a single quarter, but for Yang Mo, it is no different from eating and drinking.
Doug Rivers was particularly helpless that the whole team had not been able to beat Yang Mo, but he also knew that his players had done their best, there was no way, Yang Mo was too strong. Of course, it also has something to do with his tactics, and he is still conservative. Or was scared by Yang Mo, the so-called being bitten by a snake for three years and afraid of the well rope, he probably meant this, otherwise he would have called someone to wrap it up, where would Yang Mo throw seven threes in a row?
Soon, the fourth quarter of the game was already here. At this time, for Knicks fans, it is exciting and anticipating. They really, really really want to see Yang Mo beat Celtic alone, and they don't want to fall at home. If Yang Mo can really defend his home home and defeat Celtic tonight, then... They're going to be absolutely happy to the point of insomnia. After all, they didn't have any hope of winning before the game.
At this time, Doug Rivers was also ready to lose, he knew that as long as the game went on so steadily, the Celtics had no chance of reversing. Super-Yang is so stable that even if his body is so tired, he can still maintain a steady firepower.
How nice it would be if I had such a player under my staff? The championship has long been given to the Celtics, and the other teams? It's good to snatch the runner-up.
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