Chapter 41: The Substitute Crisis
The U.S. team's defense was like a piece of tissue paper in front of Zhang Yu's lightning breakthrough. Aldridge only had time to take a step, and before he could open his hands, Zhang Yu had already rushed to the basket and picked the ball into the basket with one hand.
"When I say opponent, I mean that you are qualified to be my subordinate, don't get me wrong!"
Zhang Yu made a layup, turned past Curry, and kept his eyes straight as he spoke, as if he didn't even bother to look at him.
"Be calm, I'm a point guard, I can't be provoked......"
Curry repeatedly told himself in his heart that he did it, and Xiao Zhengtai was not really provoked by Zhang Yu. But I have to say that Zhang Yu's provocation still played a role, and Curry's state has begun to decline from the beginning. In the next round, Curry threw a three-point shot that was very biased and almost made a three-point no-shoot. Curry glanced at his hands, and the basketball seemed to become heavier, and the familiar basket seemed to get smaller
"Mentally starting to get impatient, his state is gone."
When Zhang Yu saw Curry's shot, he knew in his heart that his trash talk had once again affected this opponent. An important firepower point of the American team was temporarily unplugged by him.
At the end of the first quarter, Curry and Beasley were in trouble at the last moment of the first quarter, and the American team's original ferocious offensive firepower seemed to be blown out by the "typhoon" in an instant, and the last few minutes hit iron one after another. Zhang Yu hit a three-pointer before the end of the first quarter to help the Chinese team 21-16, leading the United States by five points into the second quarter.
Such a result was not expected by everyone before the game.
The U.S. team is more than a step ahead of the Chinese team, and this is when the Chinese team has the MVP of the World Youth Championships. In the eyes of many experts, there is no suspense about the victory or defeat of the two teams. Everyone is just guessing how many points Zhang Yu can score in this game, which may be the only suspense in this game.
Zhang Yu's answer in the first quarter was 9 points, 2 rebounds, 3 assists and 2 steals, taking advantage of the weak offensive stage of the American team in the last few minutes, Zhang Yu suddenly turned on the scoring mode and grabbed a five-point lead for the Chinese team.
At the beginning of the second quarter, both teams switched to the bench.
The U.S. team's bench lineup was unexpected, and they kept Beasley on the court.
Beasley played the full first quarter and didn't let him rest for a while, was his body okay? This is the question on everyone's mind
Beasley receives the ball in the low post and hits it with his back.
The Chinese team's substitute small forward Ba Zhichao is 202cm tall and weighs only 175 pounds, as thin as a bamboo pole. In the face of Beasley's strong back-to-back attack, Ba Zhichao was pushed away after a confrontation, and the wolf sat down on the floor, and Beasley turned to play the board and easily scored two points. Chinese fans on the scene and in front of the TV, seeing their own players making such a fool of themselves, after being embarrassed, they could only helplessly scold softly "Niang Xipi", you can't really blame Ba Zhichao, right? They did their best
This offense is the answer for the American team. Beasley beats Ba Zhichao, and he doesn't spend his body at all, so why is his body not enough?
"Oops!"
Zhang Yu and Li Chunjiang both thought in their hearts that the blow of the American team hit the Chinese team directly on the seven inches, which was the "substitute" of the Chinese team! ”
If the main force of the Chinese team is only one grade behind the American team, then the bench lineup is at least three grades worse than the other side, which is simply the gap between the NBA and CUBA!
Li Chunjiang turned his head to look at Xu Yong, Xu Yong was draped in a towel, the sweat on his body had not dried yet, and the rate of breathing was very fast. Obviously, in order to defend Beasley in the first quarter, Yan Zhanòng consumed his body, and at this time, he was asked to play to defend Beasley, I am afraid it will not have any effect. In order to defend Beasley, Xu Yong did his best in the first quarter, and even used the "top waist" trick that Zhang Yu had been teaching him in the past few days. But even so, Beasley still scored 8 points in front of him in the first quarter, and he was second only to Zhang Yu in the score.
"How do I restrain Beasley?"
Li Chunjiang was in trouble, and while he was thinking about it, Beasley scored another goal, and the score became 21-20. The Chinese team had a 5-point lead, and in less than a minute, there was only 1 point left.
"Coach, let me take a timeout, I have a way to deal with him!"
Zhang Yu suddenly ripped off the towel at this time, walked to Li Chunjiang's side and said.
"Don't worry, you take a rest first, and I'll send you up after three minutes of fighting!"
Li Chunjiang subconsciously rejected Zhang Yu's request, he knew that Zhang Yu had not changed his age, a 17-year-old child, no matter how talented he was, his body was not enough to support him to play for so long. He must think about the player's body, especially Zhang Yu can be said to be a genius that China has not met in 50 years, and he will not risk Zhang Yu's body for a World Youth Championship final.
"Coach, you have guided me for so long, do you think I am the kind of reckless man with a hot brain?"
Zhang Yu's eyes were very firm, looking directly at Li Chunjiang, and his eyes were full of confidence.
The Chinese team paused and reopened, and the scene that fans were looking forward to appeared. Zhang Yu was re-introduced, and looking at the time, he only rested for less than a minute. That's not the point, the point is that his position on the court turned out to be a small forward!
Michael Beasley was born in 1989 and is 205cm tall and weighs 220 pounds.
Zhang Yu was born in 1990, is 197cm tall and weighs 180 pounds.
When the two stood together, Zhang Yu was almost a circle smaller than the other
"Boy, I'll kill you!"
Beasley sneered and stared at Zhang Yu's eyes, as if staring at a prey!
"Once you lose your mid-range shooting touch and you can't get inside, you're going to get lost on the offensive end, am I right?"
In the face of provocation, Zhang Yu was calm, and glanced at Beasley with a contemptuous look, which was like looking at an inconspicuous little follower.
"It seems that your memory is not very good, and you haven't suffered enough last time?"
Beasley really shouldn't have talked much, maybe his memory is really not very good, forgetting that what Zhang Yu makes defenders suffer the most is not his airtight defense, but his mouth that can make people collapse at any time. Beasley regretted it at this point, so why talk too much? I saw that his face was flushed, his lips were open for a long time, and he couldn't find the words to fight back.
Zhang Yu faced Beasley's first attack and chose to attack strongly. Substitute center Wang Zheng pulled out to block Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu used the block to break to the left, opened Beasley two steps away, and raised his hand to shoot......
Bis used his strong body to squeeze Wang Zheng directly, and what caught his eye was that Zhang Yu had completed most of his shooting movements. Being impulsive has always been Beasley's flaw, seeing the opponent make a shooting move, Beasley, who was anxious to save face, didn't think about it, and the whole person quickly pounced on Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu's toes did not leave the ground, paused slightly, and waited for the moment when Beasley pounced, leaned lightly towards the opponent's body, and threw the basketball into the sky casually......
"Toot ......"
The referee's whistle sounded, Beasley's foul was so obvious, and the Chinese team made two free throws!
"If you're so good at dealing with it, we're going to say goodbye soon"
Zhang Yu took two steps forward and left his back to Beasley.
"Who's defending No. 14?"
The little girl, who had been idle for a long time, could finally wave her big poster again, and some Chinese fans who were close to the sidelines began to shout with her, and the little girl became a cheerleader.
The green tendons on Beasley's neck suddenly rose, and Zhang Yu's back seemed to be laughing at him: "You can only see my back." The anger was so strong that he couldn't even hear the ridicule of the little girl on the sidelines. In his eyes, there is only Zhang Yu's back at this moment, he has never seen a person's back so annoying!
"I'm going to tear you apart, right next time!"
The U.S. team attacked, and the fans watched intently to see how Zhang Yu defended Beasley, who was a lap stronger than him.
Although Beasley was already furious, he was not yet confused by Zhang Yu, and was stupid enough to choose to attack with a face frame. It's not that he's not good at attacking with the frame, but Zhang Yu is too flexible and can completely keep up with his breakthrough, and then he will face several opponents under the basket. Beasley dropped straight into the low post, turned his back to the ball, and continued to use his power to attack.
Beasley has the strength of a big forward and the speed of a small forward, once he chooses to attack with his back, even if this is not what Beasley is usually good at, it is not at all that Zhang Yu's small physique can handle. Every time Beasley pushed back, Zhang Yu took a step back. Beasley squeezed back three times in a row, and the position was almost to the three-second zone, and then it only took one turn to score nine times out of ten. At this time, he was a little surprised in his heart: "How can it be so simple?" Is it really that simple? ”