Chapter 18 The Tiger Panicked, My Ass Is So Attractive?
In addition to Wang Nett, the happiest person in the audience was Erin, and in the silence of the audience, her charming voice sounded at the right time: "9 points, the first quarter of the game has just begun, and the Tiger Kisser 3 is still 11 points away from its successful debut." ”
The Spurs players also came to their senses under her explanation, and Westbeard took the lead in making a timeout gesture. It's a long timeout.
On the stormtroopers' side, the pole and panda eyes rushed to Wang Nett to celebrate, and then Jin and Brother Qiang also walked over with a smile and hugged to greet them.
Less than four minutes into the game, two timeouts had already been called, breaking the record for the invaluable NBDL pause, which was eight minutes and 15 seconds.
"Don't panic, everyone, that guy's feel is purely unscientific, even if he is allowed to throw ten more times in that position, he will definitely not be able to enter once." Westbeard said in place of the head coach, after all, as the only NBDL player who played against Wang Nett, he had an obligation to stand up and remind his teammates that it must have been an accident just now.
"Yes, everyone saw it in the pre-game training, and his ultra-long three-point is definitely blind." Coach Leonardo also stepped up to speak.
"Could it be that he deliberately threw it before the game?" Finally seized the opportunity to dismantle the stage, the yellow monkey pretended to be worried.
"Impossible." Westbeard glared at him, looked around, and calmly explained to everyone: "If he really has this hand, if he doesn't show it in the NBA, he has to be devolved?" Moreover, who would take this technique as a routine means if they eat too much and are in a panic? ”
"That's right, play at our own pace. You can't prevent it from hitting the pole! As for Bennett, just put a little pressure on him and don't let him vote so easily. "Although the coach is a little surprised, but after all, in his cognition, Bennett is not a shooter, if he really has a talent for shooters, is it really an NBA scout/head coach/manager to eat all the food? Can't see this?
The game started again.
The Spurs once again let the black fat man come out to block Westbeard, and this time Wang Nette had experience and confidence to bypass the black fat man in advance, but Westbeard pulled the ball in disguise and came to the other side of the black fat man. At this time, Brother Qiang saw that something was wrong, and he had already taken the initiative to change guards with the pole, and he came up, just in front of Xibeard. Xibeard didn't play hard, threw the ball to his own big front defended by the basket pole, and Brother Qiang's "twin brother" Brother Qiang received the ball. He tentatively bumped with his back, and immediately got up to pick up the basket. There was no defensive pressure on the pole because he had already taken the initiative to move 30 centimeters away from the opponent. But Brother Qiang's twin brother is not good at hand work after all, and the pole unexpectedly picked up a rebound.
"Give it to me!" Wang Nett shouted, but it was good that he didn't call, and as soon as he called, Westbeard stood close to him.
The pole is not good for strong passing, so I have to pass the ball to Kim.
Kim was a little happy, hey, this is the best state of the team in this time, actually passing so many balls! He easily dribbled the ball through the half court under the courtesy of the yellow monkey, and then, he called Brother Qiang to also play a block, but Brother Qiang's shot was too rough and no one paid attention to him at all, and his twin brother Brother Qiang and Yellow Monkey both pounced on Jin. Where did Kim ever have such treatment, in a hurry, the ball was stabbed by the yellow monkey, and the ball flew in the direction of Wang Nett and Westbeard in the weak horn position. Westbeard made a leap, but didn't catch the ball, beep, and the referee's whistle blew. Sideline ball, stormtroopers.
The blonde serve, he gave it directly to Wang Nett.
Wang Nett, who has the blessing of 100 shots, became more and more confident in playing, and he jumped up directly with the ball with his back, rotated 180 degrees, and then made another three-point shot!
Westbeard is a little blind, this guy is crazy? A three-point jumper from his back? He was a step slower and barely jumped up to defend, but there was no suspense, tonight, the tiger's ass was very charming, and the three big black men all wanted to kiss Fang Ze.
At 12:14, the stormtroopers overtaked. Wang Nett scored 12 points alone, and he barely topped the Spurs team.
"Barkley, otherwise, I'm going to talk to Coach Brown and tell Bennett to go down and rest for a while. After all, it's still early in the game, it's only 20 points, so there's no hurry. The smile on Erin's face at the moment lingered as if she had just been paid, teasingly.
The three black men who usually have lotus tongues are a little short of words at the moment, I thought that this time I came to see the jokes of Zhuang Yuanlang in front of the national audience, but I didn't expect that the jokes were actually ourselves?
"No, it's the Spurs who don't defend the right way, either the space for him is too big, or the guy defending him is too short..."
"Simmons isn't much worse than him, is he?" Erin asked.
"Add the reach, add the bounce, and that's a lot worse." As if to convince himself, Barkley clenched his fist and made a move: "I think it's time for Coach Leonardo to change the person who defends him." ”
"Who, kawaii?" Erin smiled sarcastically, hey, wake up, this is the NBDL, where to find a better defensive titan!
Barkley was speechless.
While several people were talking, Westbeard got angry, hugged the ball and rushed inside, connecting Wang Nate and the pole, but the dunk was beaten by Brother Qiang.
Free throws, one of two free throws. The Spurs are still one point behind.
Next, Wang Nett is not in a hurry to score, after all, 20 points are at hand, and he wants to use his projection deterrence to attract the defense, so as to complete the daily task with some assists. However, he made six passes, made two turnovers, and failed to score on the remaining four except for a three-pointer shot by the unreliable Panda Eye. Of these, two were striking iron, and one was capped by a western beard.
And the opponent's offense is also not smooth, especially Xihuzi, who is a little bit upper, and frequently hits the inside line, but only scores two points. Coupled with the Yellow Monkey's inward cut score on Westbeard like a chicken, the Spurs finally equalized at 17:17. The official timeout for the first quarter arrived. After all, this is one of the few NBDL games with ads.
"I'll just say, this guy just took shit luck to score so much, even he himself knows that his shooting is unreliable, you see, he doesn't shoot now!" Barkley finally won back the city, and began to sarcastically mock Wang Nate again.
Smith continued: "If he really wants to practice the three-point shooting, I don't think we should call him the parallel champion, and call him James' successor." ”
"He's not as good a pass as James." Barkley spoke again.
"To be honest, I probably lost today, but if he does keep playing like that, I think I'm going to be impressed with him. And, you see, his ability to concentrate on the noise of the outside world seems to be much better than we imagined. We talked for so long, and he didn't react. O'Neill was silent for a long time, and finally spoke. He kind of regretted his recklessness.
Of course, Wang Nett couldn't understand what they were saying from ten meters away, he was thinking intently, there are still 6 minutes left in this plug-in, I have to hurry. Damn, forget it if you can't get the assist, people fight for a breath, Buddha fights for a stick of incense, tonight, if you let the tiger's ass be idle, I won't be surnamed Wang!