When the commentators were looking for a template for Yang Mo, Yang Mo had already carried Zach Randolph.

Because of Randolph's play, the Knicks' tactics automatically changed from running and bombing to positional offense, after all, no one expected the big fat Zach Randolph to run like David Lee.

Coming to the front, Zach Randolph immediately stuck in position.

Randolph's strength is good in the NBA, but there is still a gap compared to Yang Molai. But... Now Yang Mo is hungry, and the tonnage is far inferior to Randolph, under the combined action of internal and external factors, Yang Mo has no way to push Randolph out.

So, it wasn't particularly difficult for Randolph to get to the ball and then shoot the ball hard and arch hard. Although Yang Mo did not lose his position, he still used his fat body to squeeze out a little bit of the position to shoot, and immediately turned over and made a jumper...... Swish!

Although Yang Mo has a long arm span, this fat man has such a large tonnage, and his height is taller than himself, and the most important thing is that he also rolls over and throws a backward jumper, so it's no wonder that he can stop it.

Watching Randolph put the basketball into the basket, Yang Mo was extremely disappointed, this was the first time since he entered the NBA that an opponent scored on his head. And this guy is still an ugly and black big fat man, it's too painful to think about the first time he was broken by such a bad guy.

After Randolph scored, he was a little surprised, he originally thought that he could easily knock Yang Mo away and dunk, after all, this kid's figure didn't look half as big as himself. But the result was that he struggled to squeeze out a trace of shooting position, and then turned over and jumped, which was tantamount to making Yang Mo's defense successful, but Yang Mo still looked very unhappy.

Immediately, Randolph put away his contempt for Yang Mo. However, it was still necessary to have a moment, and I saw Randolph shaking his head at Yang Mo and saying, "Welcome to the NBA, rookie!" ”

"Welcome, motherfucker!"

Yang Mo muttered in Chinese, pulled out his leg and ran to the frontcourt, and when he ran to a step outside the three-point line, Randolph had not passed the halfcourt, compared to speed, Randolph was indeed not Yang Mo's opponent. And Qian Mos saw Yang Mo running out of the vacant position and quickly passed the ball to Yang Mo.

Yang Mo took the ball, just wanted to make a move, his stomach was rumbling again, and he suddenly lost confidence, and hurriedly dribbled to the inside. As soon as he made up the defense, Yang Mo passed a hit into the inside, he thought Beasley would run over to catch the ball and dunk, but... Beasley didn't have this consciousness at all, or he was habitually wandering.

Therefore, this wonderful pass directly turned into a mistake and flew out of bounds.

Drip!

The referee blows the whistle and signals for the ball to rotate.

Suddenly, the scene was full of cheers, and Knicks fans certainly like to watch the picture of Yang Mo's mistakes.

Yang Mo was very unhappy, this was his first mistake, but he didn't expect it to be buried in vain. It could have been a fantastic assist, but alas... Teammates don't have enough tacit understanding.

"My bad." Yang Mo raised his hand as he ran back.

However, his teammates didn't blame him, everyone knew what it was all about, Wade even ran over and patted him on the head: "Man, it's a brilliant pass, it's not your fault." ”

Wade trusted him so much, Yang Mo felt even more uncomfortable, he thought to himself, if he shot three points directly just now, he might still be able to score, at least it wouldn't be as ugly as a mistake. But... What can I do if I'm hungry?

He looked over the tunnel and Cooper hadn't come back yet, he didn't know when he would be back, but when he did, the game would be over.

Back in the half, Chris Dujon still insisted on handing over the basketball to Randolph, and after Randolph received the ball, he no longer played Yang Mo with his back to his back, because he knew that the back single would not have an effect, and the last goal could only be considered lucky, and the second one could not have such good luck.

Therefore, he took the ball and faced Yang Mo head-on.

Yang Mo was not afraid of the opponent attacking him head-on, so he quickly stuck to it, his hands raised high, trying to squeeze Randolph away.

Randolph is under the persecution of Yang Mo, and he seems to be a little staggered, although his tonnage can make him at least not regressive, but... What about the room to shoot?

He thought about it, and it was almost three seconds. hurriedly knocked Yang Mo away with a heavy shoulder, and then quickly stuck to Yang Mo's hand and threw a basketball...... Drip!

As soon as the ball flew out, the referee blew the whistle.

Yang Mo thought that the referee must have blown Randolph's offensive foul, because he had just had an obvious heavy shoulder action, which was definitely a foul. But... The referee's gesture made him stunned, it was actually a thug foul?

"Hey, sir, my hand is kept high?" Yang Mo hurriedly walked to the referee's side and explained to him.

The referee didn't bother to listen to Yang Mo, a rookie explain, and walked directly to the basket to pick up the basketball and prepare to execute the free throw.

Seeing this, Yang Mo can only admit it, who makes himself not a star? Only the stars enjoy the privileges.

"Damn, you're definitely not going to get in." Yang Mo walked to Randolph's side and said viciously in Chinese.

Randolph didn't know what Yang Mo was saying, but from Yang Mo's expression and his tone, he could tell that this was definitely not a kind greeting.

This is Yang Mo's advantage as a gringo, he can curse in his native language, and the referee can't catch the bag. Even if the referee knows the content through the translation, he can't tell whether Yang Mo is scolding, and how can these foreign devils understand the breadth and depth of Chinese?

I don't know if the confrontation with Yang Mo affected his feel, or if Yang Mo's words affected his state of mind. Randolph's first basketball shot actually hit the iron...... Boom!

Yang Mo jumped high, won the rebound violently, handed it to the referee, and glared at Randolph fiercely: "God won't let you score the second ball, because this score doesn't belong to you in the first place." ”

Randolph himself knew that this foul was his luck, and when Yang Mo said this, he suddenly felt a little psychologically unbalanced. Although this guy loves to lie, and even asked the team for leave to attend his grandmother's funeral when he was in Portland, but he still has some faith, he believes in Jesus, so... In the case of self-knowledge of the loss...... Boom!

The basketball hit the iron again, and Yang Mo viciously won the rebound.

I took the rebound and just wanted to pass the ball, but I found that Kubo had brought two big boxes and ran back.

Drip!

Yang Mo hurriedly asked for a timeout.

Yang Mo suddenly asked for a timeout, the referee was stupid, the teammates who ran wildly were also stupid, and the fans were stupid.

They all believe that Yang Mo should pass the ball and take advantage of the Knicks' unstable foothold to form a fast attack.

But... Yang Mo quickly threw down the basketball and ran to the bench after the whistle blew.

He was so hungry!!