Chapter 336: Making a foul
"How many points do you *** want him to score? How many points do you want him to score? In the last three minutes, he has scored 11 points! He's already scored 56 points in the game, do you want him to score 6o? Or do you want him to get 7o points? How many points do you want a second-year rookie to score to be satisfied? 1oo points?"
"Jerome, will you foul? Will it? Can you *** a man? Why is it soft like a Californian noodle when facing that rookie! ”.
"Vladmir, do you understand the bag? Do you understand? Bag clip! To the 1o bag clip! Do you understand? ”
"I want you to understand that this game is no longer a question of whether you can win or not, this game has become a question of whether we can stop that 1o from scoring, you have to stop that 1o from continuing to score, if you let such a 21-year-old rookie score 6o points, I sue you, you will be nailed to the cross of shame forever, and you will never be able to turn over......"
Mike could be heard across the stadium. Milan roared, he was angry, he was very upset that his players didn't stop my attack, and he yelled at it.
In the past 3 minutes, the Wizards' offensive efficiency was very high, scoring points again and again, playing a small **, and successfully reversing the score with a 15:7 small **.
I scored 11 of the 15 points, and although at least six of those 11 points were given to me by my teammates, it was a real 11 points. If I score one more point in the last 1 minute, I will get my 2ooo point, and if I score 4 more points, I will be the youngest person to score 6o points.
Doug. Corinth seemed to chew on a piece of gum in his mouth. After constantly thinking about the tactics behind me, after pondering for n seconds, the final arrangement was finally made.
"As things stand, the opponent will definitely defend Kwame tightly, and it is likely that they will not hesitate to use foul tactics, but I decided to let Kwame play alone, but my single is not a single in the true sense of the word, but Kwame uses their excessive concentration to make them foul. They've committed four fouls in the fourth quarter now, and if they foul again, we'll get straight free throws...... "Doug Murphy." Collins spoke with a determined look in his eyes.
Evaluate whether a tactic is good or not, suitable or not. The only criterion is to see if the tactic brings the desired effect and whether the team wins, although this so-called foul tactic is Doug. Collins just got off the court across the field from Mike. Milan's roar in the derived tactics, but as long as it works. If you can get the Wizards to win in the end, then it's a good tactic, although it's a bit of a trick.
The timeout ended quickly and the game went into the final battle.
Jerome. James stands on the sideline for the ball. I'm in Jerome. James kept jumping in front of him, his hands raised in the air to interfere with Jerome. James' sight. But Jerome. James' height and reach have a certain advantage for me, although I have caused some problems for him. But he still managed to pass the basketball out. Rassad. Lewis took advantage of his physical advantage to bring Caron. Butler shouldered it to the side and caught the basketball in passing.
Rashad with a height of 2o8 cm. Lewis didn't dare to dribble through, and he received the ball and threw it directly to Freddimir, who went straight inside from a 45-degree angle. Radmanovic, Carlos, who moves relatively slowly. Butler was thrown out of half a position by the Yugoslavs, and could only watch as the Yugoslavs reversed the score again with a dunk.
With 44 seconds left, the Tone team had a one-point lead.
The Wizards didn't call a timeout, Michael. Jordan confronts Ray. Allen's plausible full-court pressing, step by step, successfully dribbled the ball to the front court when the number above the rebound became 16.
I knew it was my turn to perform, my turn to make fouls, but before I could perform, I had to get the basketball, and I was beaten behind by Jerome. James withstood stubbornly, and in front of him was Vladmir. Rademanovic and Rashad. Lewis kept alternating and interfering.
I had to make a change, and if I continued to be on the inside, I probably wouldn't even be able to touch the basketball hair.
I hit Jerome hard. James, knocking him to the basket while I reflexively turned to Rashad . Lewis and Vladimir. Radmanovic ran through the gap between the two of them and came to the outside.
Michael. Jordan passed the ball to me, and he quickly drilled past Ray Allen's side and into Vladimir. Behind Radmanovich.
I received the basketball, half-turned, without any shots, because the Yugoslavs had already attached their whole body to me, and I could not make a full movement at all, not even jump undisturbed.
But my goal is not to shoot, my goal is to make fouls, and shooting needs to be coherent and complete, and making fouls only requires the opponent's palm touching my arm.
I jumped up, jumped hard, and lifted the ball over my head with both hands. I didn't even understand the basket under Radmanovic's blindfold, but it was enough, and I tried to straighten my back, expecting the outstretched palm of the Yugoslav in front of me to touch my arm.
The expected foul didn't happen, and I tried to hold my back and stay in the air longer.
The Yugoslav's palm that covered my eyes slowly fell, and the ability to bounce and stay in the air was far inferior to mine, although the Yugoslav jumped later than me, but he began to fall earlier than me, the palm slowly left my eyes, my eyes were already able to see the basket in the distance, I held it lightly with my left hand, and my right hand was ready to push out the basketball in my hand.
"Smack!"
There was a crisp sound and I was hit hard in my left arm, leaving my arm numb. I threw the basketball hard, landed on the ground with both feet, and looked at my left arm, where a large red handprint was clearly imprinted on the inside of my left forearm.
Hurt!
Hemp!
Or maybe it's sour!
An indescribable sensation hit my brain. My left forearm was pain, numbness, and soreness. At that moment, it seemed that he was completely disobedient to my command, and I kept stroking my left forearm with my right hand, trying to ease the bad feeling, but with little effect.
That's Mike. Milan's foul was a vicious foul, and this foul directly made my left forearm temporarily lose the ability to attack, and now go to the free throw, I believe I have an 8o% chance of shooting a three-pointer.
"Boy! Be careful, Lao Tzu didn't grow up jealous! "Vladmir. Radmanovic said viciously. It was clear that he was happy with his foul.
Doug. Collins' strategy has a certain amount of plausibility, and as long as I can make free throws, it's a success, but only if I get the basketball. But as it stands. It's hard for me to score the ball.
I glared hard at the smug Yugoslav on the left side of the paint area, the bastard grinning and twisting his head with Jerome. James was muttering, and it was clear that he thought his foul was strong and I couldn't easily score a basketball.
What am I going to do? I frowned. Once I can't make a free throw, Doug. Collins' tactics will fail, and the team is likely to win a defeat after a hard-fought 48-minute battle.
The team has lost Chauncey. Billups. Lost Chris again today. Whitney, the old point guard, the team without a point guard played like this against the sound team that also did not have a point guard. It is very likely that the opponent will take advantage of the Wizards in the later games to make a big fuss, and last year the Wizards suffered too many defeats because of the poor point guard. This year, the Wizards are likely to suffer another defeat because of this.
Now we have to win it. After winning this victory, the morale of the Wizards team can be even higher, and the Wizards will play a little more relaxed, so that they may swing better in future games.
I glanced at Brent. Barry, the descendant of the "urinal" free throw position, he was solemnly bending down to prepare, not even looking at me, although he is not a big star, but his professionalism is worth learning from everyone.
The left arm is not sensitive, so it may be a good choice to use the urinal position to make free throws, although I have not been trained in this area, but this position can even be thrown by a rookie like Sakuragi Hanamichi, not to mention my genius.
With his knees apart, his feet buckled inward, his hands gently holding the fiery red elf, his waist was forced, and the strength of his arms was driven, and the basketball flew to the basket with a swish.
My heart was beating violently, my breathing was short, and my eyes widened as I looked at the basketball flying in the air, the basketball
It landed on the basket and bounced up gently, then fell again and fell into the basket.
"Huh?! Kwame, who made his first basket in a urinal-bowl position that he had never used before, had never used that position to make free throws, but it seemed that he was very adept at using this position...... "Elwin. Hayes' voice was full of surprise.
Everyone was dumbfounded, my free throw shooting percentage this year has been above 8o%, my free throw posture is very standard, I rarely make mistakes, but suddenly changing the free throw position to a urinal made everyone surprised.
Vladmir. Radmanovic looked at me with his mouth wide open in surprise, he couldn't believe that I actually used an ugly urinal posture to shoot the basketball, but whether it is ugly or not does not matter whether the basketball goes in or not, as long as it is in, no matter how ugly the shot is, it is perfect.
The second free throw was hit again, and the courtside remembered a burst of cheers, celebrating the Wizards' lead again.
"Boy, you're still very tender, miscalculated!" I smiled softly and stepped back, provocatively at Vladimir with a stern face. Radmanovich.
The Yugoslavs, with their eyebrows tightly knit, suddenly raised their hands and punched me in the face.
I was in a hurry
I turned my head and tried to dodge, but it was too close for me to dodge completely, and the Yugoslav's fist rubbed against my left cheek, which was hot.
I wasn't confused, I was very conscious, I let out an "ah" and fell hard to the floor.
"Drop!"
The referee's whistle sounded, gestured towards the Yugoslavs, and stretched out his hand to the sidelines. (To be continued......)
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