210. The contest of real kung fu
At the opening again, the three referees called the two groups of players together, and Crawford said with a blushing face: "Listen to me, boys, I don't want to see this kind of shit in the rest of the time, this is a basketball court instead of a boxing ring!" Also, you'd better not give a to me, it's the territory of the three of us, you know? Some people don't think that being a superstar or an all-star makes you feel extraordinary, in my eyes, you guys aren't fucking bullshit! ”
Crawford's eyes swirled around Malone and Waburn, full of warnings.
Huaben still maintained an innocent expression, and when Crawford stopped talking, he quickly spoke: "We are all good babies, of course, as long as no one comes to provoke us, then we are absolutely honest, I swear to you." ”
Crawford nodded, and said with a gloomy face, "It's better to do this, may God bless you." ”
Donaghi awarded a malicious foul to Warben, and the Lakers got another chance to make two free throws, seeing this, fans threw popcorn and drink bottles down one after another, and Genghis Khan and Li Dalong twisted Xiaoman's waist with a horn in his mouth and began to take the lead in shouting 'black whistle'.
Crawford communicated with Brown and gave Warburn a first-degree foul call. If it is a second-degree malicious foul, it will be ejected immediately after the foul, and the referees dare not do this, they didn't catch Huaben's small action at all, and Huaben is the MVP of this season! Of course, Huaben also has to be careful with the subsequent actions, and if he is sentenced to two first-degree malicious fouls in a single game, he will also be ejected from the game.
Even this level 1 malicious foul is problematic, as Wabeto said, which of you saw my moves? However, Donaghi has already blown it out and cannot take it back, and Crawford can only uphold the original verdict.
It was still Kobe Bryant who made free throws, hit both free throws again, Malone served, and Fisher passed the ball to Kobe.
Prince bent slightly and stared firmly into Kobe's eyes, he didn't try to steal or block the opponent, the purpose was clear, I just didn't let you make a comfortable shot.
The current Kobe Bryant's back-to-back play has not yet been developed, and his twisted layup (Wade's ability to get the ball into the hoop after losing his balance in the charge) has not been tempered, and in the face of Prince's pressing, he can only make a backward jumper after making two feints that are ineffective.
Prince's long arms were raised in front of Bryant's eyes, and the five fingers of his big hand were spread out to block his eyes.
The ball popped out of the frame without accident. Now that the two referees are standing on the bottom line, Hua Ben and Ma Long don't dare to make any moves, so they can only grab rebounds with their real skills, but how can Ma Long grab Hua Ben at the peak?
Huaben passed the ball to Billups, who went off the court with Hamilton and Prince, and the Lakers chased after Kobe and Fisher.
Billups rushed inside against Fisher, rushed out two steps to make a jumper, deceived Fisher and passed the ball to Hamilton under the basket, Prince cut inside from the right wing, Hamilton passed the ball over Kobe's head, Prince scored two points on an easy layup.
At 22:21, the Pistons had a small advantage.
The Lakers attacked, Fisher was a good playmaker, but unfortunately there was a small flaw in height, and as soon as Billups pressed forward, his autonomous offensive ability was halved. George came up to pick it up, and when he got the ball, he saw Malone asking for the ball on the inside and hurriedly passed the ball inside.
A big hand appeared out of thin air, and Milicic leapt into the air to snatch the ball as the basketball flew to its apex.
"Wow, this rookie has such a good jump, my nickname could be used for him, if only he could get a little fatter." Barkley said happily, Smith smiled bitterly, Flying God Pig, this nickname is estimated not to be liked by normal people, the reason why Barkley can like it is because he is not a normal person.
"Can you fucking pass low? I almost couldn't catch it! Mirisic grinned and complained to George, and at the same time, with a shake of his hand, he played a long pass to counterattack, and Hamilton received the ball and turned around and made a light dunk, directly changing the score to 24:21.
Seeing Mirisic's pass, Ranbir's eyes lit up: "Why doesn't this kid bounce well? It's amazing to see his passing awareness and skills, and that's it, boy, you have a bright future ahead of you! ”
The Lakers attacked again, and Fisher began to be cautious, and this time he was sent directly to Malone.
Malone received the ball in the middle distance of the right wing that he was most familiar with, Huaben pushed away Mirisic and stared at it himself, his eyes were bright, his muscles were tight, and he was about half a step away from Malone, no matter whether you threw or sudden, he could keep up.
When he was young, Malone's step-back jumper once roared in the league, this will not work, he went up and carried it twice, Hua Ben did not move, and finally had no choice but to turn over and jump shot, in order to avoid being blocked, he raised the shot point, but the arc of the ball was a little high, and it hit the neck of the basket.
Mirisic took the rebound and was about to play a counterattack fast break, Billups quickly reminded: "Darko, don't throw it down, you fuck look good!" ”
Switching offense and defense, Kobe, Fisher and George have been waiting for a long time in the frontcourt, Kobe waved his hand, and Mirisic almost threw the ball into his hands.
"Ahem, I'm just teasing him." Mirisic smiled awkwardly.
Billups passes the ball to Hamilton, who has been running tirelessly for a long time, and Masked Man and Peter Pan go head-to-head. Bryant's defense didn't need to be repeated, Hamilton shook his head and passed the ball to Prince, and the little prince dribbled the ball under his crotch and shook off George for a layup.
Unfortunately, the ball didn't go in, but George, who was following behind, grabbed the rebound.
Without the core of O'Neal and the brain of Payton, the Lakers' offense was a little chaotic for a while, and the Pistons' defense was iron-blooded and tight, changing the defense in time and making up the defense accurately, and finally the Lakers had no choice, and Kobe Bryant hit the inside.
Kobe Bryant was very uncomfortable with Prince's targeting, he played three rounds in the playoffs, and no one could find anyone to effectively defend him, whether it was the Rockets, Spurs or Timberwolves, so that he could play that hard. When I met Prince today, I finally ran into a ghost after walking too much at night, and the dog blood point said that the two lifelong enemies met.
With the ball in hand, Bryant is still so confident, "Do you think I broke through from your left or right?" Look at your left."
Before he finished speaking, Kobe Bryant's slapping action suddenly accelerated, his body tilted slightly, and rushed past Prince like a whirlwind. The little prince quickly retreated, his steps nimble. Who knows that Kobe Bryant did not blindly sprint to the inside, but when the two made physical contact, he spun around like a windmill, shook off Prince, and jumped out.
It was a textbook-worthy turnaround and breakaway jumper, if it hadn't been for Wajben's jump out of the spur.
With a big slap, the ball changed its arc and fell to the floor, George came up and bent down to grab the ball, and Billups jumped up in the air and hugged the ball in his arms. George was taken aback by Billups' desperate snatching of the ball, and subconsciously slowed down half a step, and the ball was passed by Billups to Prince's hand.
Prince organized the attack, and he raised his right hand in a decent manner, fingers sticking up one after the other.
"What the does that mean?" Huaben was dumbfounded, he wanted to answer, but he didn't dare to come up, who knows what Prince was going to fight.
Mirisic, who has always been known for his flexible brain, was also depressed, and the rookie shook his head blankly and said, "I don't remember this tactic." ”
"There's a fart tactic!" Hamilton said expressionlessly, his feet were not slow, and when he saw Warburn stop and pull out the gap, he ran over with Malone in his eyes.
Prince sent the ball to Hamilton with a long ball and sneered, "Hey, man, I'm trying to confuse the Angelenos." ”
"You've fooled your own people." Hua Ben said angrily.
Hamilton got the ball and subconsciously turned around and jumped, Kobe Bryant followed from behind, secretly pushed Hamilton's back with a big hand, and pushed hard.
Poor Masked Man hasn't started this game yet, and this time he finally got a good chance, and he's happy. Unprepared, he almost slipped, and although he finally managed to stand firmly, he walked again.
Crawford blew the whistle and Hamilton pointed at Kobe and yelled, "This idiot pushed me"
The bald referee glared at Hamilton viciously, blew the whistle and pointed at Kobe Bryant at the same time, made the No. 8 push foul posture, and then warned Hamilton: "Shut your mouth, I have eyes, I said, no one is allowed to make small movements in front of my eyes, because I have a pair of good eyes from God!" ”
Hua Ben gave a thumbs up and praised: "It's really a good eye!" This ball is blown in time, don't worry, referee, I swear on behalf of the Pistons, absolutely no one plays small moves, absolutely! ”
Crawford nodded in satisfaction and waved Hamilton for a free throw, this time when the Masked Man was fouled on a turnaround jumper.
Prince hesitated for a moment, and asked Huaben in a low voice, "Really don't play small moves?" "If that's the case, he's still a fart Kobe? In the current league, you can't keep an eye on the four outside lines without small actions, the first is of course AI, the second is the two-time scoring champion Maddie, the third is the peak Carter, and the fourth is Kobe. I can shoot from anywhere in the stadium. Bryant too.
Hua Ben pursed his lips disdainfully and said, "Only fools can believe what I say." ”
Mirisic smiled, and Foster stood next to him, and he pushed the other man when he was idle. Crawford's angry eyes suddenly shifted to the Sebsnifer, and Huaben hurriedly explained: "He is offside, Darko is pushing him back, you look at his feet!" ”
God forbid Foster is not a clean man at hand, this guy is straddle his feet and is about to jam Mirisic, just in time to be seen by Huaben.
"Shut the fuck!" Crawford said with a gloomy face.
Hamilton hit two free throws to give the Pistons a six-point lead at 26-20.
The Zen master couldn't sit still, this is just the end of the first section, what can I do with the next three sections?
George served, Prince pestered Kobe, and he passed the ball to Fisher, who was quicker than Loops and pressed Fisher to steal the ball from behind.
Seeing this, Huaben howled, and ran inside like a wolf, and Billups threw upwards, turned and raised his hands in cheer.
In the penalty area, Hua Ben flew in the air, grabbed the ball with both hands, spread his legs slightly as if he was stepping on something, reached the highest point, pressed down his arms to buckle the ball to the hoop, and drove the snow-white net to swing continuously.
The Zen master stood up directly, he was about to take a timeout, and said to Rush: "You replace George, play!" Damn, show me that stupid bird with arms longer than legs, do you hear? "The team was almost double-digit ahead, and even if they were good-natured like Zen masters, they were angry.
O'Neill, who had ice in his crotch, shouted angrily: "Phil, I'm fine, let me play!" ”
The Zen master hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "Throw away the ice, you stretch the tendons first, and if there is no problem, you can go up again." ”
The Pistons were laughing and laughing, Rashid stood up with a swollen face and high-fived the players, and Mirisic said with a grin: "Rashid, you've gained a lot of weight now." Haven't you always wanted to gain weight? I thought of a nice way to do it."
"Don't you want to gain weight, too?" Rashid said grimly, pulling Mirisic past him and putting him down on the bench, while the others laughed and leaned in and kicked him here and there, enjoying themselves.
The harmonious atmosphere within the Pistons stimulated the Lakers fans, and TNT's videographer switched the camera to the Lakers' bench in time, only to see O'Neal leading a group of people Kobe Bryant leading a group of people, no one spoke, they were all looking directly at the court.
Players from both sides played again, and there were 46 seconds left in the game, and the Lakers had the ball, and the Zen master told Kobe Bryant: "Use two 10 seconds to end the game, and the first ball must be fast!" ”
Kobe Bryant nodded with a stiff face, and the Zen master was about to say, he waved his hand impatiently and said, "I know, I know, you just look at me, I will deal with the ball for you." ”
The Zen master was stunned, and finally shook his head and sat down in his chair and stopped talking, he had cleaned up the thorns like Jordan, Rodman, and Cobra Grant, but now there was no way.
Bryant was also qualified to say such things, Fisher passed the ball to him, got the ball to face the nervous Prince, he shook his shoulders, took the first step quickly, leaned forward to repeat the old trick to break through Prince.
Prince was fast enough, and immediately took half a step back, his arms wide open.
As a result, Bryant did not intend to break through at all, and as soon as Prince retreated, he suddenly retracted his left foot and jumped, and with a soft shake of his wrist, he sent the ball into the hoop.
At 28:22, the offense took only 5 seconds, which means that even if the Pistons finished their attack in 24 seconds, the Lakers had 17 seconds to prepare for the final shot.
Billups was really going to use up the 24 seconds to drag the time, and Wabbon winked at him and gestured to the three-point line to block it for him.
Huaben withdrew, Billups used his help to shake off Fisher and run inside, Malone followed quickly, his big hand open, as long as Billups dared to shoot, he dared to block.
Billups didn't make a shot, attracting Malone's defense, and he turned his head and passed the ball back.
Outside the three-point line, Huaben received the ball and made a jumper, he didn't pay attention to Fisher's defense at all, and the whole offense was neat!
"Huh!" The three-pointer was effective, 31:22, and the Pistons' lead went into quasi-double digits.
The worst thing is that the Pistons' attack also took only 5 seconds, so there are still 36 seconds left, how to play, and the problem is thrown to the Lakers again.
(To be continued)