Chapter 67: Ci Shiping, Your Wife Calls You Home for Dinner
Enter the official timeout, and the players of both sides go to rest.
Guy hugged Kenyan Durin, "Boy, why don't you use the trick I taught you, it's not easy to deal with those eggs?" β
"Damn, what you said is light, Ci Shiping has been defending me for several rounds, and your move is useless in the muscles and tendons of his body." Durin muttered.
"Mark, go tell them that the league's best passer is not Divac." Hollins waved his hand, and Marc Gasol and Randolph came on at the same time.
Conley, Li Ming, and Bayless's three-guard combination played together, and the Grizzlies presented the strongest lineup.
"Wow, Mark is on the court, it's only been five minutes into the third quarter, is Hollins going to play all the cards in his hand?" Drexler said loudly as he looked at Howard, who was still sitting on the Lakers bench.
"Niang Xipi, Lao Tzu is not playing again, why do you always give me the camera." Howard shook off the towel in his hand and twisted his face to the side.
The Grizzlies possessed the ball, Conley dribbled the ball steadily, Kobe Bryant on the Lakers side still sat off the court, Chris Dujon and Steve Blake formed a backcourt double gun, with Dajia, Jamison and Ci Shiping.
Dujon followed Conley closely, not letting Conley go to his favorite left, and apparently there was no shortage of Kobe's guidance in the locker room.
Conley was a little uncomfortable defended, and after a quick stop, he gave the ball to the small plus at the top of the arc.
Xiao Jia held the basketball high, waited for his teammates to settle down, and Dajia kept reaching out to interfere with the ball in his hand.
Xiaojia suddenly lowered his center of gravity and made it look like he was going to put the ball down, and Dajia hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand.
At this moment, Xiao Jia quickly took the ball from below, almost on his toes to throw a long-distance two-pointer, hollow into the net.
"Wow, this ball will definitely be made into a highlight, this kind of duel is not happening all the time." The glider in the studio said unhurriedly.
Dajia smiled faintly and patted his brother's head gently, but Xiaojia impatiently shook off his brother's hand and went down to his half.
"Damn, the kid's ball skills are not good, but his temper is not small." Dajia looked at his younger brother's back with a confused face and snorted coldly.
Blake dribbled across half court, stood outside the three-point line, and beckoned Ci Shiping to come up and catch the ball.
"Little hairy boy, you dare to command Lao Tzu to block and dismantle." Ci Shiping went up to get the ball unhappily and glared at him fiercely.
The confrontation with Ci Shiping can only fall on Li Ming, there is no way, the current black and white two bears lineup can only sacrifice Guy's playing time, Li Ming was driven to the shelf and pushed to the position of small forward.
"Hey buddy, I heard you played well in Chicago, and even Thibodeau praised you at the post-game press conference." Ci Shiping bent down and hugged the basketball, provoking Li Ming.
"What, shouldn't you say the Clippers?" Li Ming looked at him with disdain.
"Clippers?? What kind of second-rate team are the Clippers? Sure enough, Ci Shiping is also a mouth-to-mouth player, and it seems that everyone in Los Angeles doesn't have a good opinion of the Clippers.
"I'm not an orangutan, you have to put out 120 points of strength." As he was talking, Ci Shiping suddenly turned sideways, dribbled vigorously with his left hand, and squeezed in.
"Wow grass ......" Li Ming only felt that his bones were soft, and his ribs hurt his heart, although he deliberately strengthened the protection, it was still very painful.
It is worthy of the man who broke God's two ribs back then, hard enough. Li Ming raised his elbows and pushed him hard.
The crowd on the sidelines seemed to feel the creaking of bones. Suddenly, the whistle blew, and Li Ming moved too much and was whistled for a defensive foul.
"I said, buddy, you can't guard me, you're too weak, I'm really afraid of hurting you, I don't dare to exert myself." Ci Shiping is still unforgiving.
"Oops, you're strong, you're strong, you're the strongest, what's wrong? Have you forgotten? Have you forgotten who was beaten out of the door by his wife on a rainy night, shirtless and helpless to ask for help from passers-by, and answered the phone to call the police?? Not to be outdone, Li Ming threw out a large section, like saying Rap.
"Wow, is he teasing Ci Shiping? Oh my God, a newborn calf is not afraid of death. There really wasn't anyone in the league who dared to talk to Ron like that. Drexler blushed, about to suffocate his internal injuries.
"Hahaha, he also knows this joke? It was a headline in the media back then, and I remember Ron was wearing a pair of pants at the time, and it was still a suit, haha.
He was chased by his wife for several streets, and it is said that the pans were broken, and we don't know if his bones are hard or not, but his head is hard, and we never doubt this!! β
Everyone on the Lakers bench was also happy, and Kobe Bryant secretly covered half of his face with his right hand, but he still couldn't help laughing. γ
Ci Shiping stood in place with a confused face, spread his hands, and motioned to the referee, the other party was slandered, and the referee twisted his head to the side. "He's right, you've been chased by your wife for several streets!!"
Ci Shiping angrily urged Blake to quickly serve the sideline ball, yes, he wants to get face back, and the man has to get face back on the court!
However, I still have to make the author himself laugh for another five minutes, and I can't help it, thinking of his helpless appearance in a flower pants and being chased and beaten by his wife in the rain......
Ci Shiping received the ball smoothly, and Li Ming took two steps back and made a gesture for him to shoot.
Ci Shiping glared at him, not fooled, he slowly put down the ball, watched his teammates run, and patiently looked for opportunities to open seats.
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οΌοΌ Li Ming made the same gesture again to provoke him.
"Ron, fuck him, Ron, fuck him, kick him in the ass!" The crowd began to heckle.
Ci Shiping slowly turned around and tried to press inside, but Li Ming did not compete with him with brute force this time, but only leaned on him slightly, preventing him from breaking through with strength.
"Boy, you can't stop me. Let you see what strength is. Ci Shiping opened Li Ming and strode in.
"Boom!" With a bang, his eyes were dark, and his mind was full of stars, and it turned out that he crashed into Randolph's body, who had stood in advance and fell backwards.
However, this time the referee was not fooled, there was no whistle, and seeing that the performance was invalid, Ci Shiping had to get up and chase the ball.
The ball was grabbed by Bayless on the side.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, your wife called you home for dinner." Li Ming made an innocent grimace.
"Stupid, why are you so easily fooled, you should pass the ball, pass the ball early." The Zen master shouted from the sidelines, this was the first time he was irritable today, and the first half was quiet throughout.
Hollins gave Li Ming a thumbs up.