Chapter 135: The Boss's Pressure

Morris? Cheeks, who got the thorn in the head? Iverson's friendship psychology expert had to work non-stop on tactical arrangements for the fifteen minutes of the break. (，

This time on the court, I could see the mess on the Trail Blazers' bench, and I could faintly hear Morris? Cheeks' voice was hoarse.

Morris? Cheeks isn't Pat? Riley, Nelson Sr., Jerry? Sloan, Larry? Brown, George? Karl's on-the-spot command ability of these thousand coaches, he is excellent at adjusting the psychology of the players, rather than the strategy and tactics on the spot.

I can't think of Morris? What kind of tactics Cheeks will use against us, all I can think about is how to equalise the score, and win this game.

"There are five points left, two threes can be reversed, but only if we have to defend against the opponent's offense, obviously in the second quarter we didn't do very well defensively, we didn't put down a lot of balls."

"The Trail Blazers' interior line is not good, they don't have a big center to grab rebounds, but in the last quarter we only had two more rebounds than the opponent, Kwamei, you have to pay attention to grab rebounds, especially the backcourt rebounds must be protected!" Doug? Collins tactfully criticized me, but the smile on his face seemed to betray the joy in his heart.

I nodded, though Doug? Collins really doesn't coach that much, but he's the head coach and he's Michael? Jordan's friend, I have to respect him.

"In the third quarter, the Trail Blazers are bound to tighten up their defense and cut off our passing lanes, so let's not pass the basketball to Kwame in the third quarter, let's play Christian? Leitner, Christian, you pay attention to Kwame's position, Kwame is going to run like this...... "Doug? Collins kept drawing lines on the tactical board, pointing me to my movements, and it seemed that Doug? Collins is going to play another three-belt, two-small lineup.

The suspension ends.

The Trail Blazers are playing: Sean? Kemp, Rashid? Wallace, Bunch? Wells, Derek? Anderson, Damon? Stoudamire.

Aged Scotty? Pippen sat on the bench, and on the Wizards' side: Etan? Thomas, Christian? Leitner, me, Courtney? Alexander, Chauncey? Billups.

Sean? Although Kemp is already rubbish, the Trail Blazers' interior line is no one else available, and the Wizards must let Richard? Hamilton rested, Richard? Hamilton played another ten minutes in the second quarter, and no longer carefully estimated that the fourth quarter was really out of shape.

Damon? Stadameyer dribbling a basketball on the outside, Rashid? Wallace ran out of the three-point line to Damon? Stadamire did a pick-and-roll and blocked Chauncey? Billups, Damon broke through, Christian? Leitner made up for the defense, and the ball was passed to Rashid, who was slightly open? Wallace in his hands, facing Richard, who switched to defense? Hamilton, Rashid? Wallace passed the ball straight to the basket.

Derek? Anderson suddenly burrowed into the paint, the basketball above his hand, and an open catch was about to form.

This section of the Wizards is on the three major inside lines, although Etan? Thomas's turn was a little slow, but the other two were not slow, especially mine, very fast!

In Rashid? I was already preparing for the bag when Wallace was holding the ball, and the moment he passed the ball, I was already activated, the basket was so big, and I was already pressing Derrick from the side with two tight steps? Anderson.

Anderson caught the basketball with both hands, held the ball in one hand in his right hand in the air, spun the basketball around, and slammed it towards the basket.

I jumped high and reached out my right hand, which was very sinful to Anderson, from Anderson's side, and when Anderson's basketball was at its highest, I slammed it down on Anderson's ball.

Under the interaction of the two forces, the basketball finally obeys the law of motion of the force, and after a slight pause, it runs in the direction of the movement of the larger force.

I fanned the basketball hard.

Three big men are on the inside, and if the Trail Blazers can run to the inside to score, he is the biggest insult to the Wizards' inside.

Basketball is out of bounds, it's still frontcourt.

Derek? Anderson throw-in, the ball is passed to Rashid who ran to the bottom line? Wallace has the biggest name on the Trail Blazers team at the moment, and after receiving the ball, he rolls over with a straight arm and throws a jumper, followed by the sound of a basketball rubbing against the nets.

Rashid? Wallace is currently the team's leading scorer, and he bravely stepped up when the team couldn't open the game.

He roared and ran back to the backcourt, and there was a cheer in the stadium.

I give Chauncey the ball? Billups, Chauncey? Billups was slowly dribbling.

I went inside and tried to get the ball, but Bunch? Wells hung firmly in front of me, his teeth and claws interfering with my vision.

Defending around the front, Morris? Cheeks Jean Bunch? Wells cut off the Wizards' offensive start by going around the front and not letting me catch the ball.

Bunch? Wells clung to me, in front of me, not messing with how I pulled, he was in front of me after he died, it seems that Morris? Cheeks still gave the order to die.

Chauncey? Billups takes advantage of Richard? Hamilton's pick-and-roll broke through to the inside and hit Sean? Kemp then made a small throw to try and score two points.

The basketball spun around twice on the hoop and fell down, and I put Sean? Kemp took his shoulders to the side, jumped high, and took the rebound. In the second quarter, the rebounds were not well protected, and this time I had to try to get the rebounds.

I jumped up again and tried to dunk to score two points, but the basketball I was holding in both hands was sniped hard. Rashid? Wallace from Sean? Kemp popped out from behind and slapped the basketball out of my hand.

The Trail Blazers really valued me this time, not only did they not let me catch the ball, but they also had Rashid on my second offense? Wallace came to defend and I became a target for the Trail Blazers.

I'm a bit hot, but it's the pressure that a team boss has to take on, Jordan is out injured, I have to be under pressure to be guarded by the opponent, and I have to score.

Baseline ball, after a series of covers and dismantling, the basketball finally came out, Chauncey? Billups was able to reorganize his offense from the outside.

I ran to the outside to Chauncey? Billups does the pick-and-roll, Billups goes inside, I move to a 45-degree angle outside the three-point line, where I'm ready to pick up Chauncey? Billups' pass, a three-pointer.

Got Etan on the inside? Thomas and Christian? Leitner, I'm very relieved that they are fighting for rebounds. As long as I'm on the outside and their inside isn't empty, I'm going to worry about my threes.

Chauncey? Billups' breakthrough made the Trail Blazers' defense shrink, there was no one to defend me anymore, the basketball had been passed, and along with the basketball that had been passed, and Rashid? Wallace pounced on the figure.

I jumped up resolutely, not an ordinary jumper, my body did not lean back a little, but there was a slight leaning forward, and my arm bent slightly, facing Rashid? Wallace's lunged hand leaned up.

"Smack!" Ball shot, Rashid? Wallace's hand touched my forearm as well.

"Tick!"

Rashid? Wallace raised his right hand high and fouled the player for three free throws.

Although my three-point shoot takes time to brew and I need to find that slow pace, I don't have to think about fouling at all. It's been a long time coming, and it's up to me as the top pick in this year's draft to finish it perfectly.

I withstood the pressure.

Three free throws and three hits!

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