Chapter 220, a hundred rivers return to the sea, and the shallow Jiao turns into a real dragon!
Mo Wen didn't expect that the declaration of "farewell performance" would have such a big impact after that.
The media, which was originally a little disappointed by the disappearance of the suspense of the finals, was like an overdose of adrenaline, and immediately became excited again, and was active in the streets of Miami again.
There is no shortage of players in the NBA who like to talk big, and there is no shortage of stars or superstars who like to talk big.
Most of the media and fans generally don't care too much about their remarks, and everyone knows how many pounds and taels they have.
However, when a supergiant said "big words", the crowd had to get serious.
Because the words of the supergiant will either become a legend or a laughing stock.
It has to be said that self-confidence is the most attractive perfume for a man.
Several girls in the family looked at Mo Wen with watery eyes in the past two days, which caused Mo Wen to be forced to consume a lot of ice water.
It's not that he is at home, and he can't go anywhere else except his home and the team's training hall during this time.
Various media wanted to interview him through various channels, and this time not only did Heuman and his cousin Mo Chuang complain to him, but the bodyguards in the villa area and the part-time COPS asked Mo Wen for several autographs on the grounds that the paparazzi were getting more and more work.
At night, he "put little Catherine to sleep" early, and in line with the concept of "relaxing before the exam", Mo Wen knocked on the big bed room of Catherine and Ruth again.
The two health-focused trainers haven't slept yet, and are watching an ancient American drama in bed with relish.
Mo Wen A "old lady drilled into the quilt" and successfully broke into it, and she was so unhappy with one hand.
After watching it for 5 minutes, Mo Wen was attracted by this TV series.
"That's good, what did you talk about in this TV series?"
"Jenny had an abortion, Sam's company went bankrupt, Lana's husband eloped with a striptease bitch, Jason Jr. went to jail on suspicion of drug use, his sister couldn't graduate from elementary school because she had a big belly, and their brother was arrested for stealing the tires of a police car while drunk." Ruth replied with interest.
ββ¦β¦ Terrible. Mo Wen sighed, such a plot is quite explosive even in Korean dramas, "What's its title?" β
"A Beautiful Life"
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Yes, it's beautiful... Solid.
Mo Wen, who was running around for three meals all day long before the crossing, was very disgusted with this realistic and magical story, but when he got the money and gave up his troubles, and there was no sense of substitution, this kind of story suddenly became interesting.
"Don't keep touching the side, it'll make one big and the other small."
At the end of the episode, the big Catherine, who returned to attention, complained, saying that she had taken out the big pig's trotters that Mo Wen was messing with... Put it on the other side.
Ruth on the other side also adjusted her posture in Mo Wen's arms, allowing Mo Wen to naturally switch targets.
Mo Wen felt that something was wrong after turning his left hand and right hand in slow motion twice, no, he really thought he was a masseuse?
I'm here to have fun, why are you two going to have fun first?
"Eh, no, don't you have a game tomorrow? Didn't you say..."
"Well, I'm afraid I'll be too crazy tomorrow, and everyone will not end well, so I can only work hard first."
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Mo Wen didn't play very crazy, and Mingjin withdrew his troops before 12 o'clock.
This physical loss really has little effect on him, and after entering the dungeon, his body sleeps deeply, and he can quickly make up for it.
He had been trying hard to separate reality from the copy before, sealing himself away, and now liberating his spirit with a little outrage would actually stimulate his state even more.
β¦β¦ Well, anyway, Mo Wen thinks this theoretical explanation is very reasonable, and he believes it.
On June 11, the finals G2.
The glow of the setting sun ignited the passing clouds in the west, and the night blew in from the east with a cool breeze.
The stone benches on the side of the road had just cooled down enough to sit, and the plaza, which had been a little empty half an hour earlier, was occupied by Miami fans from all over the world.
The fans who beat the gongs and drums are like the cicadas that don't know the autumn and winter, excited and noisy.
A reporter interviewed them and asked them if they were worried about the "north wind" after the "midsummer"
Everyone is optimistic because Miami really doesn't have winter.
In the pre-game locker room, Riley, who came to inspect, had a rare smile.
"Come on tonight, try to have a little fun, and of course, don't go overboard, it's hot enough."
"Turn down the air conditioner when it's hot, and I bet I'll make sure everyone doesn't freeze if you move the arena into the fridge tonight." Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and slapped his hands on Riley, which was quite friendly.
In the away locker room on the other side, the Mavericks players looked a little apprehensive.
They didn't lose the fast attack, but last year's reckless fast attack made them inevitably feel a little apprehensive when they ate the defensive dividend.
If the name of old Nelson is moved out at this time, it may play a role, but this kind of risky decision, the little general does not want to bear the name of old Nelson.
And he also has ambitions, he wants to be coach Avery Johnson and not just a mere old Nelson successor.
In the cheers of the crowd, the players of the two teams appeared in front of the camera one after another.
In the live broadcast room of Yang Ma's five sets, several old seniors quickly resumed the commentary mode after the routine opening of the precarious seat.
The camera close-up was given to Mo Wen, and Director Zhang in the commentary room said happily: "Fans who want to buy Mo Wen's jersey may be a little faster in the past two days, today is most likely Mo Wen's last game at the home of the Heat, and there is still a month at most, and Mo Wen's No. 66 jersey in the Heat will be out of print." β
"Hey, it's a little late for you to remind you, Mowen's jersey was out of stock half a month ago, the key is not only our domestic shortage, the world is shortage, Xiao Wang stationed in Madrid, you know, some time ago I wanted to ask someone to buy a few pieces in China and mail him over, he used a Mowen's jersey for an exclusive interview, he thought people were really polite, who knew that the European side has been out of stock since the Heat entered the playoffs Mowen's jersey."
Xu Jicheng sighed.
I have to say that the NBA's star-making ability is really strong, Bruce Lee and Jackie Chan are just barely beating their own names, and Mo Wen has played good football for two seasons, which can attract fans all over the world to be willing to pay for his consumption.
"It doesn't matter if you can't grab it, anyway, Mo Wen's national team jersey has always been full." Director Zhang's eyebrows curled, and he didn't care, "And I have inside information, Mo Wen's next home is still uncertain, but he will probably decide on the next stop within a month of the finals, and fans who haven't bought Heat jerseys can still buy his new jerseys." β
Yu Jia's eyes lit up next to him, "Teacher Zhang, what do you say, can you reveal something?" β
The audience in front of the TV also pricked up their ears.
The possible transfer of Mo Wen and Da Yao in the summer has become the best topic for fans from all walks of life to spend their time on a daily basis.
A magazine can create a book just by analyzing where the two of them went.
"I've already told you the inside information, but the insider... It's hard to say, everyone knows that there is such a thing. Director Zhang smiled mysteriously, and his mouth was very tight.
In fact, this matter is not a very obscure and exclusive secret, and there have long been speculations in the American media circles.
After taking the college entrance examination in March, Catherine Jr. will probably choose a university during this time, otherwise she may have to wait until next spring to enter the university. (U.S. universities can delay enrollment until spring)
Previously, a female reporter from Yang Ma found an opportunity to get the news almost inadvertently with little Catherine on the sidelines, and little Catherine did not have a clear reply, but the meaning was very different.
In between several commentaries and gags and various columns of data popularization, players on both sides also came to the field to stand in formation.
In terms of lineup, there are no changes to the two sides compared to G1.
Even if the little general plans to go crazy and restart the Fast and Furious series, Diop doesn't dare to change this easily.
Last year, in order to speed up, they dared to use Nowitzki to fall to the No. 5 position to top Xiao Si, because Xiao Si's positional battle is not efficient, and his back body technique is the same as Lao Gu's defense, which is completely a kindergarten painting - both figurative and abstract.
With Ao Fat's positional efficiency, there is no big body to stand up to him, and the rebounds in the restricted area are basically given away for nothing.
On the field, the little general assigned tasks to everyone, and the Mavericks players still unconsciously swept their eyes to Mo Wen.
The meaning of the target is self-evident.
And Mo Wen, who felt the gazes from all walks of life, just smiled slightly, and his expression was as usual.
As a veteran dungeon player, he has seen all kinds of cannibalistic eyes.
Playing 2K, you get 100 points, and the opposing player won't target you much, but in the dungeon, he gets 50 points, and if you want to go further, that is, you want to kill your parents.
Zhang Dashuai's 100-point night, the fourth quarter played for more than an hour, not to say how anxious the offense and defense of the two sides were, but in the end, in order to stop Zhang Dashuai who "did not shake Bilian", the Knicks had to adopt foul tactics and send Chamberlain's teammates to the free throw line again and again, in order to consume time.
At that time, in order to create opportunities for Zhang Dashuai, the Philadelphia Warriors had to reverse the Knicks players to the free throw line again and again in order to save time and save time.
Both sides have been unable to get up and down the free-throw line, resulting in extremely long and ugly games.
This will also be the case when the dungeon encounters him with a high score, after all, no one in the real world wants to be a stepping stone or a background board.
At the referee's suggestion, Ao Fat made a very standardized action of jumping the ball, a whistle sounded, symbolically waved his arm and immediately retreated and began to return to defense, the action was done in one go, quite skilled.
Terry took the ball and didn't play steadily with the pass like in the previous game, but took the lead and dribbled from one side to cut in.
Other Mavericks players also showed more aggressive enthusiasm than in the last game, and one foot of the throttle directly hung from the first gear to the fifth gear, which is rushing.
The Heat's return defense was very disciplined, but Terry still seized the opportunity, attracted two defenders from the bottom corner, and boldly hoisted the ball to Nowitzki on the outside.
Nowitzki shot the ball straight from the big open space of one step inside the three-point line, and the basketball went into the basket with a silky smooth board.
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Fans and experts watching TV were in for a treat.
As you can see from this one shot, Nowitzki's state today should be... It's back... Right?
The ball returned to Mo Wen's hand.
The noisy American Airlines arena immediately fell silent.
Everyone is looking forward to what kind of performance Mo Wen will bring.
Mo Wen passed the half as usual unhurriedly, and the moment he stepped out of the middle line, his originally leisurely eyes and movements immediately became sharp again.
Pulling the ball forward, Mo Wen directly put on a move to gather momentum and speed up.
Josh Howard, who was preoccupied with guarding in front of Mo Wen, reacted quickly, opening his arms as he retreated.
Knock Knock β
Bang β
There was no temptation or feints, it was just a simple, rough, concise and swift breakthrough, and Mo Wen pulled half a body horizontally and crashed through Josh Howard's defense.
In his frustration, Josh still used his arm to block.
The referee didn't blow it, and Mo Wen didn't care.
Wade, as a wingman, made a catch-and-catch move on one side and was also rushing forward.
Mo Wen passed the ball forward, and then threw his arm sideways to completely break away from Josh's hold.
Terry, who was in front of Wade, swallowed his saliva, and the big cheeks were very confident that they could swallow Terry in one gulp, but after breaking through half of his body, he still "reasonably" passed the ball diagonally to Stride into Mo Wen.
The fat man in the bottom corner was not idle, and ran after him.
Diop subconsciously wanted to show Mo Wen his ability to protect the frame, but Ao Fat, who was following Mo Wen, made his brain run rapidly.
There is fraud!
Reacting, he posed in front of Mo Wen for a full "frame" defense, and then dodged to find Ao Fat Sticker, facing the real "fear".
With this ball, he may not be able to prevent Mo Wen, but he must not be able to prevent Ao Fat who is following Mo Wen.
If he doesn't let Mo Wen "perform", everyone will have to watch him "perform".
To be reasonable, his positioning is a meat shield, but the meat shield resists heavy armor, but it can't resist heavy riding!
Rumble!
An elegant and powerful one-handed dunk just "exploded" in front of the camera under the basket! βγ
"Beautiful!"
"Wow, cow!"
"Hey, fly up and !!!"
Several guests in the explanation room expressed their admiration in a steeply raised decibel way.
They wanted to use a more direct modality, but the TV station wouldn't allow it.
Yu Jia, who was still young, did not vent like other commentators, but took a big breath-
Yang waved the axe and sounded the alarm bell. All rivers return to the sea, and shallow Jiao turns into a real dragon! β
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"Good poetry!" The commentary room was silent at first, but the old commentators who had eased up still gave Yu Jia a thumbs up.
Yang Ma's explanation may not be in-depth professionally, but the writing has always been online.
On the field, Mo Wen found Wade and Ao Fat and slapped them respectively.
It was a beautiful goal, but it couldn't have been separated from the cooperation of his teammates.
If you want to perform a show well, it must not be a solo singing and dancing one-man show.
It's like it's useless for you to penetrate a line alone in the canyon, and if you want to win, you have to rely on the team (xi) team (xue)!
The Mavericks players were shocked by Mo Wen's unusually violent dunk, but immediately put the excess emotions behind them and quickly served forward.
Like the last game, Haslem still pestered Nowitzki regardless of it, and after the game, the media praised Haslem's defense, praising him as the best draft pick after Big Ben, so that this kid's happy smile has not stopped in the past two days, and now he is more confident after playing Nowitzki.
Under Mo Wen's words and deeds, he was also quite familiar with his small movements, and even though the junior general designed a fast attack route and corresponding semi-cover tactics for Nowitzki, the German tank could not completely get rid of Haslem's harassment.
Seeing this, several other Maverick players did not go to him again.
Terry, who was holding the ball, swept around, looked for future Bucks head coach Adrian to cover, and slipped to the baseline to shoot two points long.
It's a pity that the angle is lower, the ball rubs against the basket, and after crossing the bridge, it is missed by Mo Wen.
The roles are reversed, and the Heat fight back.
Concisely dodged Terry's blatant "sneak attack", Mo Wen didn't stick to the ball, and after halftime, the confrontation topped Terry, and then he used a coquettish back pass, and gave the ball to Wade, who rushed over to answer.
Wade was still happy to have an offensive opportunity, and the next second he stepped to the three-point line before Nowitzki and Adrian pounced.
After a glance, Terry also turned around and clipped over.
The speed didn't go up, and Wade didn't dare to hold it up, but the two people in front of him were relatively large, and they sealed his passing route tightly, and they didn't dare to blindly play the ball for a while.
Haslem, who landed in the corner, raised his hand and shouted, and Finley, who was behind Adrian, also cut inside successfully.
Nowitzki and Adrian also got the idea, with their forearms forward and their elbows retracted, pressing while waiting for the ball to break off.
Wolf in front and tiger in front, Wade had to throw the ball to the side and pray that Mo Wen would catch it.
Mo Wen, who had long noticed his dangerous situation, deliberately stuck in the position just now, and Josh, who failed to grab the ball, still wanted to force it, but Mo Wen caught the flaw, and a smooth "back ballet" protected the ball to complete the position swap.
A picture suddenly popped up in Mo Wen's mind - stepping on the top and turning - losing the ball and falling to the ground - making fouls and fighting a big success
Ahem!
With his skills, he couldn't complete such a difficult move.
In front of Mo Wen, there were only Ao Fat and Diop, who had just returned home.
Diop only felt an itchy scalp at the moment, this scene, he seems to have seen it?
In line with the idea that he can't be a coward for a lifetime, Diop resolutely greeted him this time.
The wind is cold and the water is cold, and the wind is cold in the west.
Boom β
The American Airlines Center erupted in cheers again.
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Diop, who had been knocked open, opened his eyes with a pouting and full of sadness.
What catches the eye is not Mo Wen's big crotch, but Nowitzki, who is under Ao's fat crotch.
Nowitzki's return defense was very timely, and as soon as Mo Wen wanted to feed Ao Fat one, Nowitzki came over.
Diop glanced left and right several times, and finally understood.
He didn't know whether he should be happy or angry.
Nowitzki, who had successfully stole the scene, clenched his fist in humiliation, took two deep breaths, and calmed down and directed Diop to kick off quickly.
As long as I forget fast enough, there is no such thing as being slack.
The little general on the sidelines yelled:
"Bag clamp Mo, others don't easily get on the bag clip, inside line, inside line, optimistic about the inside line!"
Today's Mavericks' offensive and defensive strategies are not complicated, how fast they can play on the offensive end, and how fast they can play on the defensive end, except for Mo Wen more, others still shrink their single defense.
It's a switchback run again.
Josh Howard didn't get caught in the slate, bypassing Terry, who was making a stop-and-go feint shot, and cut into the basket with his head down.
Because Mo Wen chased very tenaciously and was not easy to catch in the air, Josh, who risked receiving the ball, hit Mo Wen twice, and then passed it to Adrian, who was empty by Wade on the outside.
Hmmm-
This goal is Wade's tuition, and no player should be underestimated, even if it is just a blue collar.
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In the next round, seeing that the calf quickly returned to defense, Mo Wen did not have the idea of attacking more and fighting less.
After half the card point, Mo Wen made a gesture of pulling away at will.
As Mo Wen's slow movement progressed, the picture on the field seemed to have entered "slow motion".
But beneath the calm surface of the lake, games are also being played in every position.
Terry and Wade are thinking about the bag and the other about the empty cut, and the two are inseparable if they are separated.
The sinking Ao Fat is also trying to block Diop's posture of expanding the defense while trying to get stuck in the position, and the two are also entangled in various ways, grabbing to the end, the position is no longer important, the process of grabbing is the meaning.
Time dragged into the last 10 seconds, and Mo Wen slowly increased the speed of his dribble.
The drumbeat is getting denser and denser, so that all the fans who are attentive to watching the game can't help but hold their breath.
Less leaning.
Mo Wen's upper body was half-leaned, shaking his shoulders and stirring the light and shadow around him.
The silky double change of direction tortured Josh's ankle, Josh gritted his teeth and never shook, and the tuition fee for playing was not in vain.
Just when he thought that Mo Wen would continue to shake him, the person in front of him suddenly blew the ball and stepped sideways, and before Josh could change his focus to keep up, Mo Wen had already completed his preparations in a hurry.
Cannon ββ!
This is the sound of Mo Wen's imagination.
Hmmm-
It's the sound on the pitch.
Smack-
This is the voice that Josh Howard hears in his heart.
Looking back at the falling basketball, Josh seemed to see his previous life - in the previous life, he was a cowboy, and he agreed to a duel with another cowboy, the rule was to leave back to back at noon, and when everyone couldn't see his shadow, they turned around and shouted before shooting, but the despicable guy chose to sneak attack without warning, and the most infuriating thing was that his sneak attack was only half a second late.
The little general was a little agitated.
The Heat scored 7 points in the first 2 minutes, Mo Wen scored 5 points and 1 assist, what is this playing?
Fortunately, in the next round, Nowitzki forced a Haslem foul on the counterattack, hitting all 2 free throws, cooling down the young general.
The team is in good form and he can't call a timeout.
Coming back, Mo Wen still maintained a slow push rhythm.
Fast break, in a narrow sense, refers to the fastest speed and shortest time to advance when you get a defensive rebound or complete a steal or the ball behind the cap, in order to disrupt the defender's formation or gain the advantage of playing more and less.
Therefore, the fast break is the ball at the back.
The fast break after being scored is actually not a real fast break, because with more time to serve from the baseline, the fast break will lose the lead and the threat will be greatly reduced.
Mo Wen didn't always choose to fight alone, this time he broke through halfway, and settled to play a feigned hand-to-hand cooperation with Wade, giving Wade a little sense of participation, before turning around and swaying again and again under Josh's searching gaze, and finally leaned back and shot before the bag came.
Terbium β
The basketball did not go straight in, but smashed into the hoop and jumped high.
Hmmm-
Looking at the falling basketball, Ao Fat and Diop, who were desperately stuck in position, glanced at each other, and both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.
Life is not easy, the center sighs.
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"Charles, do you feel like this picture is so familiar?"
Kenny Smith, who was sitting in the commentary seat, looked at the scene in front of him with an indescribable sense of familiarity.
"Of course, I bet you saw it two years ago." Barkley raised his eyelids, "Hmm~ Lakers fans should be more familiar with this picture." β
"Ahaha, I bet Lakers fans won't like you." As a special guest commentator, he said with a wicked smile on his face.
"Then I bet the first person they scolded won't be me." Barkley shrugged unconcernedly.
"Kobe? Oh, I feel like he's more like Jordan. Kenny Smith, who reacted, compared the picture in his mind, there is still a significant gap between Mo Wenbi and Jordan Kobe in terms of bounce height, but in terms of the sense of stagnation, Mo Wen's ball is a kind of fast-forward Jordan rush.
"It's almost Kenny, Mo has already booked the top pick in this year's draft, and you can't go any further if you brag about him."
Barkley quipped as he made a stop-and-go motion.
It's not that he doesn't want to blow Mo Wen, it's just that Mo Wen is blowing so hard now, what should you do if you have no words in the future?
The little general pursed his lips, and he couldn't blame Josh for this ball.
He has spent his career in the West as a player, and although he has never met with Boss Joe in the playoffs, he is no stranger to Jordan's back-to-back single rollover.
Coaches and trainers from all walks of life have studied this thing for more than ten years, and they have already eaten this thing thoroughly, and this question is very simple-
More than three people (not including equal) bags and it's over.
The offensive and defensive game of turning over and leaning back is like the love of urban youth, when one party is mature enough (rich), this is not a one-person story.
"Keep up the intensity, always be ready to wrap the bag!"
The little general's voice was loud, and his teammates patted Josh's shoulder and touched his head as a sign of comfort, but Josh's heart didn't feel half warm.
The words are nice, and the pre-game arrangements are in place, but when it comes to the game, who dares to leave behind their extremely dangerous target to trap a passing master?
There are a lot of plans, and when they are implemented into reality, you still have to rely on yourself.
The game continues.
The calf is still fast.
Nowitzki made a rare run out of the receiving space.
With a cross-run, he managed to swap his opposing defender for Finley.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Finley came up with his elbow.
The relationship between the two was private, and on the court, Finley did not have the slightest idea of mercy.
The driver suffered Finley's loss in the regular season, and this time he shook the ball and made a hasty shot.
Basketball is very reasonable to smash the board and fly out.
Fat fought a little harder, full of gratitude, and got the first rebound of the day.
Wade, who didn't collect the grains, also saw hope, pulled the throttle full, controlled the ball and began to rush forward.
Just when he thought he could finally open his business, Terry stepped up.
He found an opportunity behind his back to break Wade's dribble, and in a panic, Wade grabbed the basketball back, but he himself lost his balance.
Terry saw that Wade was about to pass from the ground to Mo Wen behind, and subconsciously reached out to intercept it.
Who knew that Wade was just a false move, and after he showed a triumphant smile, he shrank the ball slightly, and threw the ball into the sky while lying down.
Mo Wen, who came over, lit up, jumped in stride, and buckled when he caught the ball.
Is it hemp?
The first person to dunk over two people in actual combat!
It doesn't matter if the two below are in a state of falling to the ground, and if there is still a teammate, just ask you if you are buckled, right?
The audience on the sidelines also stood up excitedly.
The ball looks simple, but it's actually... It's also very simple, but the visual experience is beautiful enough.
To be able to see such a fancy goal on the stage of the finals, it is like a steak with pea sprouts, and a lace suit lined with the iceberg female boss, which is called a delicacy!
Mo Wen pulled Wade up and touched his head.
"Dude, how many points do you give for this dunk?"
"So-so, it's just 9 points."
Wade dragged and said, "This dunk gives 100 points, but you can only score 9 points, because the rest is labor-management!" β
Mo Wen pulled his head aside.
I thought you were going to be Mr. 9 again, but I didn't expect you to be 91...
The little general, who has no Zen master blood, simply shouted a pause neatly.
The Heat opened all the games, and the planned fast attack was not played, and Mo Wen did not prevent it, and his Dao heart was already a little unstable.
And the old Nelson in front of the TV also frowned.
He could see the panic in the little general's calm appearance.
Put yourself in his shoes, he panicked if he changed him, but from the perspective of a bystander, if the calf still wants to fight, then he must persevere.
When the Heat's feel returns to normal, the Mavericks will play the fast attack, the players' momentum will rise, and the defense will also go up.
Otherwise... He really didn't dare to think about it when he came up, what to do with the next two games and the future, what to do with the confidence of the players.
did not disappoint the old Nelson, the reason why Avery Johnson can have the nickname "Little General" is because he dared to act boldly and carefully when he was a player, and after a short period of panic, he calmed down and still played an exemplary role, stabilized his mentality, and calmly arranged the follow-up offensive and defensive tactics.
At this point, it is no longer possible to treat the Heat and Mo Wen with conventional and gentle means.
They are more resolute than resolute, and as for the consequences, the vacant seats that appear, then it will have to be handed over to God.
After the pause, the Mavericks with a clearer goal also went up in execution.
That kind of unscrupulous and blatant bag, that is certainly not enough, but Mo Wen also almost enjoyed the treatment of O'Neill in the forbidden area, and at least two "satellites" circled around him along different orbits at the same time.
Finley looked at the large empty space in front of him as if he were dreaming.
Is he really playing in the finals?
The team's shooting training also at least put a roadblock in front of him!
Haslem also scored a three-pointer and smiled even more against Nowitzki.
Only Wade was a little embarrassed, and he scored 1 of the 4 long-range shots in the first quarter.
Under the guidance of Mo Wen, he usually practices shooting, but in the game, Mo Wen has always consumed more of the ball in this range, so he is still very average in terms of stability, and he is uncertain.
Historically, Wade exploded in the middle distance of this year's playoffs and played a super-level performance, probably at the level of A-, but Wade in front of him, when the mid-to-long range shooting is accurate, he can have A, and when he is not allowed, he can fall to C, and it is at the level of B when he is not already.
The show shows a wave of biology "use in and out".
Mo Wenxi took the ball and "sat in a row, divided the fruit", although his scoring progress bar stopped, but the assists rose very coolly.
And what's even happier is that the calves are also in good shape.
Relying on the fast break, the Mavericks actually bit the Heat who were conducting "shooting training" in terms of scoring efficiency.
Nowitzki was given a chance to catch his breath in the constant switchback run, and he couldn't fully recover the link, but he was able to appear in the offensive camera, but to the disappointment of the audience, he was still addicted to the outside jumper, or the mid-range throw that looked like it was hanging, and still failed to show the "toughness" that everyone expected.
"If you hit the basket, you know that the outside jumper is really soft!"
Rashid, who was watching the game, ran to the TV in dissatisfaction and shook Novitsky in front of the TV.
"Kang Muang, Rashid, let go of my TV, I've only been buying it for two months!" Billups had a dark face, and his fists were hard as he looked at the shaking TV, "Do you usually shoot less, and you're embarrassed to talk about people?" β
When Larry Brown was there, Rashid's shot in the box was still 25%, and under the coaching of Saunders, Rashid's shot under the basket has plummeted to 13%, with an average of one penalty area goal per game, which does not seem like a product of this era at all.
He wasn't said to be soft except for the joke factor of skin and stinky face, mainly because he was tough enough on the defensive end and had a back that he could read, and in terms of offense, he was really not qualified to talk about others.
"I cast a lot, but I cast hard enough, look at him, play back like Mo, is this a technique that a big man should use?" Rashid said indignantly.
"Have you forgotten that Mo's 2.3-meter-3 compatriot also likes to lean back?" Hamilton on the other side said with a chuckle.
"Yao Na is also an evil way, if his height meets Larry, hum-"
"You believe me, Larry won't spray Yao, with Yao's height, most of the saliva that Larry squirts will fall back to his face." Billups snorted lazily.
"Yao... If he doesn't come back, Dumas says that the team's second target is him, right? Rashid frowned and said, "However, if I'm not mistaken, the top pick in '02, which means that he just ended his rookie contract this year, the Rockets definitely can't let him go?" β
"Oh, who knows? Now everyone is concerned about Mo, Yao is no longer what he used to be, and the Rocket doesn't know why he let TMAC compete with him for the boss, Yao wants to renew the contract, and TMAC's contract will expire soon, just wait to see a good show in the summer. Billups stretched, a little anticipation in his eyes.
He likes the rebounds that Big Ben grabs for him, but he prefers to have an inside killer who can digest the ball.
The Pistons still have room in the summer and draft picks in hand, and these two years should be the Pistons' final championship window.
In previous years, the Pistons were eating middle-class dividends, starting Hamilton this summer, Prince wants to renew his contract, and he wants to renew his contract next summer, the contract is not small, but according to the regular incremental contract, the team's salary in the first two years will not explode.
After these two years, if there is no result, the team may have to look for a rebuild.
Back to the pitch.
Staring at Mo Wen's 11 points and 8 assists on the data sheet, the little general fell into deep thought again.
With only six points trailing in the first quarter, the two teams were tied after the first timeout, and his tactical adjustments were not unsuccessful.
But why wasn't he happy at all?
Forget it, the old Nelson teacher said that you should be a challenger and don't worry so much.
If you don't record it, the war will be over!
In the second quarter, Mo Wen rested for two minutes, and the Heat let the Mavericks tie the score without paying attention.
The referee tightened the scale for unknown reasons, and Wade contributed a foul at each end of the offensive and defensive ends without grasping it, and the audience on the sidelines was about to curse, but as soon as Mo Wen was lifted up, he understood the referee's "good intentions".
Mo Wen thought at first that he could inherit the balance whistle created by Wade with "life", and he died laughing, and he didn't have a whistle either.
Thinking of some rumors in his memory, Mo Wen smiled and smiled brightly.
He didn't memorize the rule book, he didn't memorize Harden, but he beat a lot of referees, a lot, so no one in the NBA knows referees better than him.
In fact, he was quite afraid that the score difference would open too early today, and he would have to hold back halfway through.
Now that the Heat have more layers on him, he can rest assured.
After discussing with Da Fan, the Heat switched to the fast-break shooting team.
Mo Wen also switched from team Mo to full force Mo.
There was a very strange scene in front of the camera, obviously the Heat's lead was no longer there, Wade and Ao Fat were at risk of fouling, and the other was replaced for lack of physical strength in the fast break, but Mo Wen still laughed as if he had won another bottle.
Substitutions come back from a timeout.
Josh was not sloppy because of Mo Wen's smiling face, and still guarded Mo Wen diligently.
The rest of the Heat was already in place, and Mo Wen gave up the previous slow push and began to pick up speed.
Josh retreated while guarding, and also thought about observing the position behind him and planning a route for the retreat.
However, just as he was half-turning and turning his head, a sound of wind came from behind him.
Josh never imagined in his life that he would have the privilege of listening to the launch of an "intercontinental missile" up close.
Don't ask why it's listening, because by the time he turned his head, the "silos" were all there were shelves.
Josh repeatedly compared the picture from 1 second ago to the present, listening to the sound of the basketball crashing into the net behind him, and he always felt as if he had missed something.
Something must be missing!
In the video room of the training camp Dream Six Team in Las Vegas, in a state of amazement, the young monster seemed to see the direction of life.
"Coach K, I want to learn this!"
Coach K, who had just been shocked a little by the basketball concept, shook his lips and said without joking:
"Do you want to think about changing your nationality first?"
The little general on the sidelines tightened his tie, and the air conditioner in the American Airlines Center was a little too cold, and it was this kind of "small means", but it didn't matter, just like this three points, it couldn't affect the general trend of the game.
β¦β¦
"Nowitzki catches the ball, be careful, oh, Mo's steals, transition fast-break, Mavericks nobody can defend him... BOOM, another dunk, who can count how many he dunked today? Wake up, Mo, you're a point guard! The NBA's current No. 1 point guard, what are you playing now? β
"Good chance, Starkerhouse's bottom line cut successfully, and the Mavericks also continued to firepower."
"A cart of bread people surrounded Mo, what about the ball? When did Rasul get the ball? Three points... No, rebounds... Number 66? Mo, damn it, what's the calf's inside line doing? β
"Terry's speed and agility can still cause some problems for Mo, and thankfully, we finally found a weakness in him, and the scouts hurriedly wrote this on the first page of your notebook, which is the address of the next gold mine!"
"Iron, finally iron! God, no matter how hard he is, those standing Heat fans are probably going to kneel for him, and I really don't see that he is playing in the Finals on 11-of-12 shooting. β
"Nowitzki was directly overthrown by Haslem, wow, is there going to be a fight? That's too... Too bad things on the pitch still have to be settled on the pitch... Ah no, it's the way basketball solves it. β
The game also entered a high tide in the increasingly fierce attack between the two teams.
Wademo, who committed three fouls, was eager to get on the court quickly, while Ao Fat leaned comfortably on the bench and chatted with Payton next to him, without the slightest intention of returning to the court - the young man played too much, and he couldn't stand this old bone.
With less than two minutes to go until halftime, the two teams had already scored 80 points in the second quarter.
Heat 77:73 Mavericks.
Ten years ago, you said that the statistics of the whole game were believed.
After the attack started, there was no defense, and the overall rhythm was not like the finals.
Of course, the premise that you can not talk about defense is that the Heat has always been in the lead, after all, Mo Wen just plays with fire by himself, and he will not pull others to play with him.
The referee in the middle also wanted to find an opportunity to interject, but the Heat and Mavericks stuffed a few of them one after the other... The picture in his head is crammed to the brim, and he is not given room to intervene and interject at all.
And the defensive intensity is not high, there are no fouls, and they can't blow it.
Nowitzki looked at Mo Wen, who was as chic and calm as he had just played in the second quarter, and a strong sense of powerlessness suddenly rose in his heart.
He made up his mind, and after the game, he must consult Mo Wen well.
A Haslem has already made him a little unbearable, and Mo Wen's two-person defense in the face of the Mavericks seems to have no pressure at all, how did he practice?
The little generals off the field have no leisure and elegance.
From time to time, he looked at the big screen in the sky, and he had discovered Mo Wen's conspiracy.
27+11γ
What is the single-game scoring record for the finals?
Belle Ye's 61 points.
What is the single-game assist record for the Finals?
Mo Wen's 22 assists last year.
How long is it until the race?
It didn't reach halftime.
Wait, I'll do the math.
Just as the little general picked up the tactical board and prepared for an in-depth analysis, the fans at the scene launched another burst of chanting.
The little general raised his head in confusion, and the DJ duly repeated the shout he had repeated many times before.
βMore for threeοΌβ
[27], which he had just written on the tactical board, was past its expiration date.
The upper screen gives the replay.
In Terry and Nowitzki's up and down defense, Mo Wen turned around twice in a row and turned to the three-point line, and finally seemed to have a good center of gravity, shooting a large backwards, and the arc of the basketball was as smooth as his wife's belly, but it was in.
Blame......
Strange and familiar.
By the way, that bald boiled egg seemed to like to shoot such three points!
That is still the first championship of boiled eggs, the first three rounds of three-point shooting only 5 boiled eggs in the finals G1 on the half-time three-point 6, a record cut of 35 points in the half, this record is also known as one of the most difficult records in NBA history to break.
Wait, how many points?
The director seemed to hear his heart, and an unheard handsome photo appeared on the big screen with a glittering 30.
Pi Erye, who knew Danzi well, whistled.
"There's not much time left for Mai Kou to remember."
"1 minute and 39 seconds, 99 seconds, as it looks like now, Mo has a high probability of surpassing him!"
Pi Erye's words were not heard by the players on the field, and the Mavericks' players didn't bother to keep staring at the big screen above.
Both sides brushed... Killing is on the rise, who cares about what records.
There were few pauses in the little general's hands, and he didn't dare to consume at will, so he could only shout loudly on the sidelines.
Mo Wen didn't know that he might have to break the record.
What he wants now is to hurry up and get more data before Wade and Ao Fat come back in the second half, according to past habits, the Heat will definitely close the game in the third quarter, and if he presses the rhythm again, the data will definitely shrink significantly.
Van Horn, who came off the bench on the Mavericks' side, helped the Mavericks recover two points with a mediocre mid-range shot after going down.
Back in the Heat round, Mo Wen passed the ball to Finley, and he began to go around in circles with Starkerhouse and Harris in the bag.
Finley distributed the ball outside, forcing the other Mavericks to call back the two who had not heard of the bag after continuous defense.
Mo Wen received the ball outside the three-point line on the right side, and then pulled it up and shot.
33 points.
There is 1 minute left.
Harris finally heard the little general's hoarse roar and began to press the time.
However, the pressure was a little too much, and in front of the Heat's pressing defense, the ball passed twice and failed to shoot before the overtime, and gave the ball to the Heat for nothing.
The little general commanded the three points to guard against Mo Wen.
Mo Wen felt that he was a little noisy, so he helped the Mavericks players - asked for a pick-and-roll, and he broke through to the inside.
Mo Wen, who has a high hatred value, was still blocked on the inside by Nowitzki and Josh, who returned to the defense in time, before the goal.
A crooked outside basket became a three-arm target.
The habitual joke paused, and the two people outside the egg skin who didn't react were tricked together.
Josh and Nowitzki high-fived each other in the air, sending power to the egg skin of the last line of defense.
And the overwhelmed Eggskin did not calm down to the end, he stretched out his arm to stop Mo Wen's shooting action from the source, but the referee blew the whistle and signaled that Eggskin had fouled.
Mo Wen scored a shot at will, so this is still a 2+1.
Hmmm-
With the last free throw of the first half falling into the basket.
The live DJ dragged a long tone, and cooperated with the director to congratulate Mo Wen on his transcendence of the boiled egg.
"36 points and 13 assists in the half, it's crazy, it's crazy!" Kenny Smith shook his head vigorously.
"I have to announce one thing that is very regrettable, I am a Maverick fan now, I really hope that the Mavericks can play better in the second half, I really hope that Dirk can get his crosshairs back, God, you can help the Mavericks quickly!" Barkley oddly chose to "join the enemy".
But everyone knows what he means, and everyone is now sincerely wishing the calf.
If they don't last a little longer, let Mo Wen leave the game early, who will play for them?
Come on, Mavericks!
Mavericks, hold on!
(End of chapter)