"Centralize, concentrate! Run for me if the leg is not wasted, don't let him take it easy! ”

Larry Brown yelled on the sidelines, and was beaten 5-0, recalling Mo Wen's previous 30-point performance at halftime.

No matter how much he hates Mo Wen, he can't deny the explosive scoring power of a man who can score 50 points in the playoffs.

The Pistons players also had solemnity written on their faces, and without Larry Brown emphasizing, they could also feel Mo Wen's determination from these two balls.

Returning to the defensive round, the Heat chose to shrink except for Damon Jones, who chose to stick to the defense.

Hamilton couldn't find a chance to catch the ball after a bit of a mess, and Rashid was relatively empty at this point.

Billups passes the ball to Prince, who bounges and jumps to pass to Rashid.

Haslem hurriedly turned back to defend, and he was too late to give the confrontation and could only close his eyes when he was at a disadvantage in height and arm span, but Rashid, who had already completed the shooting action, did not suffer too much interference. , scored.

5：2。

After scoring, the Pistons players did not have a relaxed face, but after seeing Mo Wen's sprinting action, they followed and rushed back to their basket like a firefight.

Anyway, Mo Wen can't be allowed to fight anymore.

In this round, Mo Wen didn't plan to attack quickly after getting the ball, but suddenly slowed down Shi Shiran walked through the halfway, and even had time to look at Ao Fat, who was walking forward.

It's all about the rhythm.

Prince has always controlled the distance from him, and Mo Wen did not bet on three points, but like a fluttering butterfly, he showed off his possession.

The unpredictable basketball, shuttling around Mo Wen's limbs, coupled with his frustrated and fluttering steps, brought a great sense of pressure to the defending Prince in just a few breaths.

Prince could only watch as he adjusted his defensive form, but after a few changes, he didn't know what he was adjusting.

The figure rushed forward with the sound of rubbing his shoes against the floor.

The shaky running position was as unpredictable as a bicycle ridden by a bear child, and after a short confrontation, Mo Wen squeezed through the deceived Prince, as if in a flash, he cut into the restricted area.

Daben, who had been prepared, retreated back in time, tensed his hard muscles, and did not stand under the basket, just waiting on the side for Mo Wen to throw himself into the net.

But Mo Wen is not a muscular player with only the basket in his eyes, and when he is close to the basket, he steps on the European step, deliberately deflecting to one side.

Faced with the sudden appearance of the dark shadow, he was about to make a layup, but he turned to grab, dodged Big Ben's arm, and stretched the ball towards Haslem on the side.

Seeing this, the main capital of mental concentration could not take care of the balance of the body, and the iron waist was forced to pounce back.

But when he twisted halfway, he found that the ball was still firmly stuck to Mo Wen's hand.

Haslem didn't stand dry, rushed over to make a catch, but actually vaguely grabbed Big Ben's arm, and the two watched together as Mo Wen rubbed the basketball into the basket with a small throw before going out of bounds.

7：2.

“WIN！！！”

The roar of the DJ ignited the enthusiasm of the crowd on the sidelines.

The red-haired monster "Bernie", the mascot of the Heat team, also made a bowing action to Mo Wen.

Scored 7 points in a row in the opening game, it feels, is it coming?

Big Ben pushed Haslem away irritably, and took the ball and sprayed towards Mo Wen hatefully.

"Against me, you're a soft egg, Mo!"

Mo Wen didn't respond to him, but just stretched out his hand and spread it towards the scoreboard on the sidelines.

Larry Brown on the sidelines was a little anxious, and didn't call a timeout, but continued to roar on the sidelines-

"If you can't prevent it, you will give labor and management a foul, and you can watch what to see, don't hesitate!"

The spit flew not far away, but the Pistons players all felt like they were being smuggled.

When attacking again, several people looked at each other, and they couldn't spare their hands anymore, and they couldn't continue to let Mo Wen score no matter what they said later.

You must know that Mo Wen's previous 50+ game scored 10 points in a row at the beginning.

Pistons offense.

The Heat's players who didn't get a chance to play on the offensive end put a lot of defensive passion into it.

The ball passed between the Pistons players several times, but there was no particularly good chance, and the mid-range Big Ben was very empty, and seeing that the time was approaching, other teammates had no chance, so he hesitated and threw it.

The basketball trembled and made a circle on the basket, and then fell straight to the side.

There was no time to sigh, and the Pistons players who were still stuck in the last second saw that the rebound was taken by the squatting Ao Fat, and did not stagnate, and quickly returned to the defense again.

Should it be said or not, a team without a superstar is disciplined.

After returning to the defensive end again and putting on a 32-defensive formation, every player in the Pistons was waiting for Mo Wen's "luck".

However, this time, Mo Wen did not immediately attack, but let the ball pass through Wade's hands, and then picked it back, holding the ball outside the three-point line to threaten three.

Prince, who had always been calm, also gritted his teeth at this moment, and at this moment Mo Wen looked like a man-eating beast in his eyes, and he stood on the edge of the cliff.

Fear squeezed his attention, and this time he no longer followed Mo Wen's movements like just now, and stood in front of Mo Wen as steadily as a Hengjiang dam.

Mo Wen could see that Prince had also entered the state.

After trying to hold the ball a few times in a row, seeing that Prince was as steady as a bully under the defense tower, he did not hesitate any longer, stepped forward and kicked the ground, and attacked Prince's defense from one side again.

Daben, who was responsible for defending Ao Fat in front of him, couldn't help but raise his elbow to help defend him, Mo Wen did not choose to play strongly, and found the gap to leak the ball to Ao Fat, who was in a conscientious position, and Ao Fat, who was in full swing at the beginning, did not live up to Mo Wen's trust.

After a bit of dribbling, he slammed his ass into Rashid and sent the ball into the basket with a nimble hook.

9：2。

Larry Brown couldn't help but call a timeout.

"4 of 4 shots, the success rate of the Heat's opening offense is too high, Mo really found the state of a super point guard, I don't know how the Pistons will defend him in a while." In ESPN's studio, McBrin praised.

"I've always been bullish on the Heat to make it to the Finals, especially Mo, who is the only player I've ever seen who I can't estimate the ceiling." Hubi Brown on the side also nodded and praised Mo Wen.

"If I'm still coaching the Grizzlies, I'll do whatever it takes to bring him back to Memphis, and I'm so good at scoring, playmaking, and defense, and it's a coach's greatest luck to be able to coach a player like that."

"If you were given a chance to choose to coach Mo or Mai Buckle, what would you choose?" McBrin asked suddenly.

Hubi Brown was asked, glanced at his partner who was smiling evilly, lowered his head and thought for a moment, and then looked up firmly and said:

"I would still choose Mo."

"Ah, are you so optimistic about Mo? I'm talking about the other one, but the button, Jordan! "McBlin was very surprised, Mai dunk, that's the god of basketball, and Mo is only a second or third grade in the second grade, although he has played a good performance, but no matter how he says, he can still be compared to Jordan.

"Of course, he can't compare to Mai Kou, but you have to know that if Mai Jiu is now difficult to find a second Pippen, Mo will definitely not lack the next O'Neill or Wade."

This time it was McBlin's turn to be silent.

This logic is a bit of a twist, but it seems to be true.

Historically, super point guards have had one characteristic - there is no shortage of good teammates.

Of course, whether there is a super point guard or a good teammate first, it is not easy to explain whether there is a chicken or an egg.

But there's no doubt that a super point guard is definitely more appealing than a super point guard if you had to make a choice.

Discussions are still going on in the commentary room.

On the pitch, Larry Brown brought the players together, and then... Open spray.

Anyway, it's leaving, and Larry Brown is getting worse and worse to hear.

After talking for a long time, there is only one theme -

Mo Wen can't be allowed to score anymore, either let him hit the iron alive or let him score dead.

His idea is very good, and the Pistons team came back to execute it in place, but unfortunately, today's game blew the Heat's home whistle.

The whistle wasn't too tight, and it wasn't too biased, but the Pistons players who were used to Auburn Hills' home court were not used to this kind of mosaic.

Mo Wen is hard, but it doesn't mean that you have to fight hard every time.

He is not soft when it is time to cheat and foul.

As a man with "more than a dozen injuries", he is inspirational enough that there is no need to put himself on the wall.

After the pause, Mo Wen still firmly controlled the offensive dominance, and almost every attack was initiated by Mo Wen.

Under the defense of the Pistons, Mo Wen's efficiency was not as high as at the beginning, but the whole team played extremely smoothly under Mo Wen's guidance.

The Heat scored 36 points in the first quarter, which is almost equal to the combined scores of the two first-quarter games in Auburn.

Mo Wen, on the other hand, scored 17 points and 5 assists with 9 shots.

Ao Fat played 8 minutes and scored 9 points before going to rest, the Wallace brothers couldn't get Mo Wen, so they put a burst of output at his shark arm, and the black skin was fanned out with red marks, making him so angry that he was almost going to fight again, Da Fan was afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions for a while while on the court, so he quickly slowed down and protected it.

And Wade, who was assigned to the defensive end, was not so impatient, and his shooting became accurate, shooting 2 of 3, including a three-pointer, and scored 5 points efficiently.

The Pistons were as stable as ever, handing over a 23-point answer sheet in a single quarter, and the ball was evenly distributed.

"I really don't know how Coach Dafan arranged, you look at the ball to Mo Wen, isn't it all solved, leading 13 in the first quarter, I remember that none of the Heat in this series can lead the Pistons by 10 points in a single quarter, Wade is a good player, but do you think he is suitable for attacking with the ball? He's not suitable, he's going to have to play without the ball. ”

"Mo Weiping" said impassionedly in the commentary room:

"What does the American media say about Wade, players with templates like 'Jordan Short' and 'Kobe Bryant II' are not suitable for playing the organization, you know, especially in a team with several stars, it's not that he's really bad, but he can't be as reasonable as Mo."

"Look at how reasonable Mo Wen played today, he threw when he should shoot, and giving the ball to his teammates is an opportunity!"

Domestic fans really listened to it, oh~ No wonder the Heat lost the first two games, it turned out to be Wade's pot with the ball!

Coming back in the second quarter, the Pistons players continued the defensive intensity of the first quarter, and Prince, who was carrying two fouls, did not be afraid of his hands, but moved more and more.

Larry Brown trained him again just now, if it weren't for the fact that Caron Butler couldn't recover from a neck injury, and the other small forward substitute Dupree didn't look like he could match Mo Wen, he should have been replaced a long time ago.

But Prince isn't the kind of person who likes to complain negatively, he does whatever the coach says, and he's the perfect role player at the No. 3 position.

In the face of Prince's fierce pursuit and fierce attack, coupled with the consumption of physical strength, Mo Wen's breakthrough efficiency also decreased.

But relying on his skillful stop-and-go jump shot, Mo Wen did not stop scoring.

Halfway through the second quarter, Mo Wen scored another 6 points by pulling dry, leaning back, and riding a horse to shoot arrows, and the difference between the two teams also widened to 15 points.

Watching Mo Wen throw the ball into the basket from the two Wallace sandwiches, Yang Jian, who was still young on CCTV's commentary seat, couldn't help but sigh:

"The courage is like a dragon's body, and the body is like a swallow's palm. The tide has sighed that Wu Er is dangerous, and some people are born from death! Mo Wen's ball is really-"

Director Zhang: "Niu Boyi! ”

Yang Jian: ···

However, when the ball was replayed, Mo Wen suddenly called a timeout.

Everyone was still wondering why they suddenly called a timeout, and when they returned to the bench, Mo Wen lifted the slightly deformed jersey that was caught outside.

A trail of blood had soaked through the white vest.

"Sanitized, sanitized, Dr. Wilson, hurry!"

"WTF, Mo, who did you do this?"

"It doesn't matter who did it, how can there be a clean one under the hands of those dogs*, hurry up and finish the poison bag, it's time for them to do it at halftime, get off work early today!"

Lifting the inner lining of the vest, a striking scratch appeared in front of everyone, but fortunately, there was a cushion of clothes, and the scratch was not very deep, it belonged to the kind where the skin was torn and only slightly oozing blood.

"Hey, blood again? It's okay if it's not deep, you can go to the locker room with me to bandage it, otherwise it will be very uncomfortable to sweat for a while. ”

Wilson frowned and blocked the camera, pushing Mo Wen to the locker room.

Mo Wen couldn't help it, so he could only go back to the locker room to bandage.

On the other side, seeing the scar in Mo Wen's lens, the audience at the scene was also in an uproar, this blood stain looked like being slashed, and the visual impact brought by the court that did not see much blood was more than a stimulus.

Boos suddenly came from all directions.

Some female fans in the front row also shouted "Ref you suck" (shit referee)

The referee was a little numb, they didn't expect to be scratched like this, and there was no way to make up for this kind of thing, because there were too many similar actions, and they couldn't blow them all.

"It seems like I... Forget it and apologize to him in a while. The Pistons opened their mouths for Prince on the bench, recalling that he had grabbed Mo Wen when he was defending just now, and it was probably the time to get it.

"Say a word of apology to him, it's just a broken skin, that kid can't count the number of black hands and elbows in the world, this is at most an interest, Fake." Big Ben slapped Prince and said with a curse.

"Good job, give him two more scratches when you get a chance, preferably towards his cheek, this kid has no points, we have to teach him a lesson." Billups, who shot 2-of-7, also echoed viciously next to him.

"Okay, don't be too angry, look at the eyes of the group of people on the other side, Duck is also watching over there, if you want to go up, don't pretend to be a tough guy from here." Hamilton was afraid that Prince would take them for granted, and hurriedly persuaded him.

Prince and the others looked across the bank, and indeed the Heat players seemed to have a bit of murder in their eyes, and Milicic seemed to be watching over there.

Five minutes later, after the cleaning and disinfection bandaging was over, Mo Wen stood on the sidelines again.

“MVP！”

“MVP！”

“MVP！”

When the camera showed Mo Wen again, the fans on the sidelines unconsciously began to shout.

Tough guy.

What ankle injuries, leg injuries, knee injuries, groin injuries The audience at most just watched the players limp and not really at all, because they couldn't see it.

Blood is what stirs fear and excitement the most.

You must know that the American-style juhe has two holes in front and one behind, and 20 cm bloody wounds generally only appear in film and television dramas.

Combined with the rumors of Mo Wen's injury, combined with his performance today, these two words can be regarded as being welded to death with Mo Wen.

Mo Wen is a little inexplicable, and it's not a major injury, how to fix it is the same as "the dead/the return of the king".

"That, I scratched it just now, are you okay, I'm sorry."

After thinking about it, Princes still found Mo Wen to apologize.

"Oh, hell, when did you become so girly? It's not normal to play a ball and draw two lanes, don't run to people with that dog thing before, who cares about you. Mo Wen rolled his eyes, but still gave Prince a punch.

It feels really good to sleep at night and continue to code words in the afternoon

(End of chapter)