On the court, the Bulls had already completed their serve, Jordan received the ball and played a fast break, and Joe Dumas was not careless and followed him closely.

Jordan rushed to the right wing of the front court with the ball, and Joe Dumas had already posted to his left.

"Squeak!"

But it was nothing to him, and after two steps to the three-point line, he suddenly braked and stopped, and at the same time, his left elbow quietly sent forward, and Jodumas rushed headlong and almost fell to the floor.

The next moment, he calmly jumped.

"Brush!"

The water splashed and hit a two-point shot.

"Beautiful mid-shot!"

Behind the Pistons bench, Magic Johnson shouted excitedly.

"Damn it!"

"Why did management let this bastard in?"

"You shouldn't have given him a ticket."

Surrounded by Pistons fans, they all glared at the Magic.

The assassin in front of him was also taken aback, but Stern was not far away, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it, but he still got up and changed his position to the water cooler.

"It's so easy. With such a pull-up jump shot ability, anyone who defends Michael Jordan can't prevent it. ”

On the TNT commentary seat, Robert Giddah exclaimed.

Ringer Wilson nodded and said: "In the last game, Michael just didn't feel so good, so he lost a home game, but for him, it is normal to be in good shape, and it is only accidental that he is in bad shape, on the contrary, Iron Fist's excellent state must be just accidental, so if the home factor is removed, Iron Fist will most likely not be able to play such a good state, then the Bulls are more likely to win away from home in this game." ”

Robert Giddah said noncommittally: "It's not that Michael played badly in the last game, it's not bad, it's just that the offensive efficiency is not so high." The Bulls lost, or the defense was not done well, and it did not limit the play of Iron Fist. ”

"Yes, yes."

Ringer Wilson hurriedly agreed.

Robert Gidda burst out laughing at this time, pointed to the screen and said, "Look, the assassin avoided the magician, haha, he went to guard the water cooler." ”

"It's a pity that they used to be a pair of good friends." Ringer Wilson quipped.

At this time, the Pistons had advanced to the frontcourt, and Zhou Quan still came to the right wing to find Joe Dumas to block and dismantle.

He didn't have the idea of single-handing out Michael Jordan, which was too naïve in such a crucial Eastern Conference matchup.

And his current offense is only level 81, including 85 levels in the back play and 77 levels in the basket, none of which have reached the first-class, and he does not have the confidence to single out Jordan, which is self-humiliation.

"Pick-and-roll, the Bulls still change defenses."

The bearded John Lowes shouted.

Zhou Quan struck into the right wing again, and John Parks stuck to his left again.

Joe Dumas did not stay where he was after the split, but continued to run on the three-point line to contain Jordan and prevent Jordan from going down to trap Zhou Quan.

This time, Zhou Quan doesn't plan to hit Paxson with his back.

Since his offensive skills are average, he has to pass the ball as the ultimate goal, which is his strongest ability.

If he hits his back, he will lose the vision behind him, which is actually very bad for him, and if Grant rushes out to wrap him instead of making his foul, he will not see it in the first place.

So, immediately after dismantling, he used his left elbow against John Paxson on the left side, and began to accelerate to break through with the ball, advancing towards the paint area, and after two steps, the speed began to increase.

Seeing that the opponent rushed up, Paxson was anxious and wanted to go around to the front to block, but there was no chance, Zhou Quan's left arm was pushed outward, and he fell behind.

Breaking through the defender, Zhou Quan exerted all his strength, his speed increased, and he hit the right waist position in one step, forcing Carter White and Grant to come out of the basket at the same time and block the right front side of the basket.

He held the ball in front of the two inside lines of the Bulls, and then made a sharp stop, the ball was pulled up high, his left hand closed to worship the Buddha, and made a motion to get up, and then the two big inside lines on the opposite side flew up.

"Bang!"

In the next moment, his right hand pushed at the feet of the two, and the basketball bounced off the ground and disappeared behind them.

The ball, he passed to John Sely on the left side of the basket.

Rodman was on the left side of the basket, and he was worried that the guy brushed the offensive rebound and didn't give it to him.

"Not good!"

"Shet!"

After Grant and Carter White jumped up, they found that Zhou Quan did not jump, and they knew that they had been fooled.

Paxson in the back was also fooled, and when he jumped up and tried to take one from behind, he found that the iron fist in front of him was still on the floor.

At this time, Rodman on the right side of the basket saw the ball bounce up, but unfortunately it was a meter away from him, he fished it with both hands, but he didn't catch it, and then it fell into John Sely's hands.

"Bang!"

The next moment, John Sailly dunked the ball in both hands, and the Bulls' basket roared.

"Nice feints! Carter White and Grant, and John Paxson, the three of them jumped like fools, haha! ”

The bearded John Lowes roared excitedly.

The glasses man Gelance also said excitedly: "Iron Fist is too calm, that's not an outside line, he actually dares to do such a feint two meters away from the basket." ”

At 2:4, the Pistons led at home, the Bulls attacked, and Phil Jackson called a timeout.

Normally he doesn't call a timeout, but now that John Paxson's defense is in trouble, he has to call it.

After the player came down, he said to Paxson solemnly: "John, you have to stand in front of him, what's the use of sticking to his left side, and you can't hold him."

You can rest assured, in the half-time, without continuous speed, he will not be able to break Ling's ribs again, I can guarantee it. ”

John Paxson twitched, am I worried about my ribs, I'm worried about him knocking me over and getting an open jumper.

"Okay, I'll stand in front."

But Phil Jackson asked him so much, and he could only agree, otherwise he would definitely be replaced, he didn't want to lose the main position, BJ has been competing with him.

Phil Jackson said to Grant again: "Hores, you build a second line of defense in the right midfield, don't let the iron fist break in." ”

"Yes." Grant replied briefly.

"Scotty, when Grant fills the iron fist, you go to the basket and fill his position." Phil Jackson said again.

“OK。” Pippen nodded.

"Michael, when Scottie makes a basket, Ulrich is empty, you have to pay attention to the iron fist pass to him." Phil Jackson said again.

Jordan nodded and didn't speak.

Phil Jackson thought for a while and added: "Everyone should be careful, Iron Fist's passing is very weird, passing from the strong side to the weak side, many times he doesn't pass from above, but from the crowd, and even with the help of your body, there are a lot of refractive balls, which can't be guarded." ”

Jordan nodded again, still speechless.

Phil Jackson was a little happy, and the silent Jordan was the most reassuring to him, because silence is power, and such a Jordan can often play explosively.

Then he said to Jordan: "Michael, Joe Dumas will stay outside the three-point line on the right wing to contain you after the switch, but you have to remember that the pass to the teammate behind you is not enough, you can wait for the opportunity to go down and contain him." ”

Jordan's eyes lit up and he nodded hurriedly.

The timeout ends, and the Bulls attack.

Pippen attacked with the ball on the left wing, and after bursting Ulrich, he drew the Pistons' defense to the left wing before passing to Jordan on the weak side.

He is a sudden jump pass, a two-handed pass, a straight pass, and the ball is very fast, not allowing the Pistons to have a chance to contain Jordan, nor giving people a chance to break the ball.

When Pippen jumped to pass, Zhou Quan was at the left end of the free throw line, reacted too quickly, immediately turned around, and turned around and pounced on Jordan.

Jordan received the ball on the right wing, two steps from the paint, singled Joe Dumas, arched his back once, and then immediately took advantage of the power to turn and step back for a jumper.

After he made a move, Zhou Quan pounced and flew to cover it, but the hair didn't touch a single one, and the speed of the bag clamp was half a beat slower.

"Brush!"

Zhou Quan turned around and saw that the basketball was brushing down the basket.

"Boy, we've got it tonight."

equalized the score, and Jordan finally spewed trash talk on two shots.

"Old boy, haven't you thanked me for saving you half a million dollars? You're rude. Zhou Quan smiled.

With an instant internal injury, Jordan snorted and retreated.

Zhou Quan held the ball into the front court, or on the right wing.

Jordan took the time to look back at Phil Jackson, which meant to ask, Phil, do you really think John Paxson's defense is better than mine?

Phil Jackson is quite determined, and he believes that as long as Zhou Quan does not hold the ball and force him to shoot outside the paint area, he will definitely be able to prevent the Pistons' offense.

He is also confident in Grant's defense, with Cobra's height and reach, as well as defensive skills, he should be able to block Zhou Quan's killing.

This time, after changing the defense, John Paxson finally stood in front of Zhou Quan.

The next moment, Zhou Quan changed direction downward, and between dribbling, he immediately stepped through the 91-level acceleration and broke through with the ball from the right side.

John Paxson moved downward, and with a bang, the two of them touched their left shoulders, and their upper bodies were knocked backwards.

Fortunately, Zhou Quan was in a state where he had just started to break through, there was no acceleration, the initial speed was not fast, and the confrontation between pure tonnage and strength was not enough to knock him over.

But with a stumble, he still lost his defense.

The next moment, Zhou Quan exerted his strength again, accelerated over, and broke through Paxson in one step.

Grant was already standing in the right waist position, leaning over and squatting slightly, like a cobra staring at Zhou Quan, who was holding the ball.

At this point, Pippen, who was on the left wing, pounced on the basket and began to make up for it.

Ulrich was empty, but there were Cartwhite and John Sely under the basket, as well as Rodman, plus Pippen who went in, it was overcrowded, there was no space to cut inside, he could only shoot the ball outside, for fear that Zhou Quan would not be able to see, and raised his right hand.

After Jo Dumas dismantled it, he did not move to the back of Zhou Quan, but moved to the top of the arc, exposing himself to Zhou Quan's field of vision.

This time, Jordan lost the opportunity to wrap Zhou Quan from behind, and he was also exposed to Zhou Quan's vision.

Under the basket, Rodman noticed Pippen, who was added, which meant that his vacancy under the basket was about to run out, so he immediately moved to Grant and pushed on the opponent's underside in one step, making a block for Zhou Quan.

After Zhou Quan burst through Paxson, he hit in front of Grant in two steps, just in time to see Rodman's offensive cover, quickly turned down and passed, and then hit the paint area with the bottom line.

"Not good!"

Phil Jackson on the sidelines, Jordan on the court, and a shock in their hearts at the same time.

The next moment, Zhou Quan jumped up, held the ball high in his right hand, and jumped up against Pippen and Carter White under the basket.

Pippen and Cartwhite jumped up at the same time to block, and four big hands blocked all the space on the right side of the basket.

"Buckle!"

The bearded John Rowell snorted.

Everything was premeditated, and the next moment, Zhou Quan, who jumped up, flicked up with the five fingers of his right hand, and the ball was thrown high.

"Throw."

The glasses dragon Gran Lance roared excitedly.

"It's not!"

The bearded John Rowell was drinking again.

At this moment, the basketball flew past the four big hands of Pippen and Carter White, and then over the basket behind them, to the left side of the basket, and flew accurately to John Sely, who was there.

On the left side of the basket, John Sely rose up, caught the ball with both hands in the air, and smashed it downward.

"Bang!"

In an instant, a violent sound of exploding baskets sounded.

"Oh roar!"

At the Palace of Auburn Hills, countless home fans instantly raised their arms and cheered and shouted.

"Pass! It's a pass! Iron Fist's pass was like handing food directly to Sailly's mouth, and Sailly didn't need to do anything, just open his mouth, and he could eat to his heart's content. ”

The bearded John Lowes roared excitedly.

"Nice aerial relay dunk! It was another pass after attracting the defense, and Iron Fist held the ball in quick succession to break through the ball and deliver two assists, which was fantastic! ”

The glasses man dragon Gelance laughed.

Bulls attack.

Pippen broke through with the ball on the left flank and then crossed the ball to Jordan on the weak side, who singled out Joe Dumas with the ball.

At this time, Jordan and Grant, who took a step in the bottom right corner, and Cartwhite under the basket, formed a triangle position, and Jordan could attack by himself or pass the ball to the two.

Grantra took a step into the bottom right corner, and Rodman put two steps down on the right wing in the paint, and the latter immediately came up to help defend Jordan.

Grant saw an opportunity to cut inside and immediately started it, cutting in against the bottom line.

Jordan reacted quickly and quickly passed the ball downward, and Grant caught the ball and slotted into the paint area.

At this time, Joe Dumas quickly turned around and caught up with Grant.

At the same time, John Sely, who was low on the left wing, also returned to the basket with his teeth and claws.

Grant jumped up two steps later, drawing both John Cely and Joe Dumas into the air, but instead threw the ball sideways and passed.

When Joe Dumas changed defenses, Jordan also followed up immediately, just in time to receive a pass from Grant, and flew up to the basket.

"Bang!"

The sound of the explosive basket sounded, and the two thousand Bull fans cheered instantly.

"Shh

A loud boo rang out immediately, completely extinguishing the cheers without leaving a splash.

"This is a great combination! The opponent's defense was completely mobilized. On the TNT commentary seat, Ringer Wilson exclaimed.

Robert Giddah laughed: "Cobra's in-cut, Michael's pass, and then Cobra's pass after attracting the defense, and finally forming Michael's empty dunk, which really works well." ”

"Now the two sides are tied at six, and the first three attacks are all done, and the state is quite good."

When Ringer Wilson said this, he changed his words and said: "But it also shows that the defense of both sides has lost its effect." It's not that they didn't defend well, but they played too well on these occasions.

So the current situation is that whoever can break the balance of attack and defense and take the lead in defending against the opponent's attack will have an advantage. ”

Robert Giddah nodded, "The Pistons and Bulls are the best defensive teams in the league, and I think they'll be increasing their defensive intensity soon." ”

Pistons offense.

"Defend! The defensive intensity is up. Chuck Daly yelled from the sidelines.

If you can't prevent the Bulls' offense, the Pistons, whose offensive strength is not as good as the Bulls, will most likely lose in the end, and when Jordan wants to score, no one can stop him, which he knows very well.

"Poof......

On the other end, Phil Jackson inserted a pair of tail fingers into his mouth, blew hard, but it didn't sound, and hurriedly shouted loudly in the shape of a trumpet: "Michael, don't change guards." ”

Jordan heard it and nodded.

He also felt that the change of defense was unreliable, and John Paxson couldn't guard against the iron fist at all.

Hit three on the right flank in succession, and this time Zhou Quan came to the right flank again.

It's still blocking and dismantling, since it's useful, it's going to keep fighting until it's useless, and sometimes it's so simple to use tactics, one trick is fresh, and it's eaten all over the world.

But this time, it failed.

Blocking and dismantling, Zhou Quan was about to bypass Joe Dumas, Jordan in front of him suddenly stuck to the confrontation, delayed him for a while, and after he bypassed Joe Dumas, he was blocked by John Paxson again, and then Jordan stood in front of him again, the blocking and dismantling tactics failed, and he was trapped.

"Smack!"

Jordan was quick and poked the ball off.

"Oh, Iron Fist missed, Jordan knocked the ball away, Paxson grabbed the ball, and the Bulls started to fight back." Ringer Wilson suddenly shouted loudly.

Zhou Quan struggled to catch up with Paxson, who was holding the ball, but Paxson passed it to Michael Jordan, who had already rushed to the front.

"Bang!"

Joe Dumas also didn't catch up with Jordan, and when Jordan hit the free throw line, he stepped on the free throw line and took off directly, walked in the air continuously, and then exploded the Pistons' basket under a one-handed tomahawk split.

"Shh

The Palace of Auburn Hills reacted immediately, sending an explosive boo to Michael Jordan and extinguishing the cheers of the visiting fans.

"Oh, now it's Michael Jordan's solo showmanship." Ringer Wilson shouted excitedly.

"Haha, Michael Jordan excitedly threw punches in succession to celebrate, which shows how excited he is, and the adrenaline has already started to roar in his body." Robert Giddah laughed.

"For a successful pick-and-roll, the Bulls first use defense to make contributions, and then see how the Pistons play." Ringer Wilson said.

8-6, Pistons attack.

Ulrich misses a jumper and the Bulls attack.

In the backcourt, Zhou Quan stared at John Paxson with fierce eyes, and while exerting mental pressure, he used a slow retreat rhythm to suppress the opponent's advancing speed, and at the same time used constant harassment movements to disrupt his ball control rhythm.

(End of chapter)