Chapter 130: do not stop

Brian Shaw made a cold arrow outside and failed.
He is not worried, because his big shark has already rolled up in the ocean, as long as the ball falls, it must be in his palm.
Unsurprisingly, O'Neill scored an offensive rebound and ruled the penalty area. He smashed a crippling terror dunk over Lekner's head.
The poor white man lost his third foul tonight, and the Pistons' trailing score also rose to 14 points.
If O'Neal fined the penalty, this number would come to 15.
It was also at this time that the Pistons made substitutions.
Mo Mengchen, Houston, and Ratliff, the three of them should have been on the field. It was only that there was no dead ball before. They stood on the sidelines for a long time, watching the Magic pull the point difference to 15 points.
"Mo, I can't help him."
Ratliff told the truth.
This is the truth, he needs help. Mo Mengchen said to Houston: "You and my binders must be posted at any time."
Houston said: "I know."
"How is your ankle?" Mo Mengchen asked.
Houston said: "It's just a bit painful, rest assured, when I was a kid, I could play a auu game with a broken left hand for a season."
"Because you were young and ignorant at that time, you can only say that so many years have passed, you still haven't grown at all, as stupid as you were." Mo Mengchen said lightly, angering Houston.
CIC Wang complained angrily: "Do you know what it means to love?"
"I understand," Mo Mengchen said. "It's just that any love is worthless compared to health."
Houston said angrily: "I can't tell you the person you don't love!"
Seeing that the free throw meeting was about to turn into a scolding, Thorpe separated them.
O'Neal's free throw feel was really good tonight, he made the penalty again.
44 to 29
"Look at this score, I really feel sorry for Detroit. They have paid so much, and they will end up in this way in the end." Turin said lightly.
As a home narrator for the Magic, he was generally objective.
His partner Bill Walton didn’t feel so much:
So let’s say that Detroit can stick to this scene, we should praise their hard work, but we should question whether Orlando has prepared this round carefully. Series? We all know that this is a round that should end in the third game. It feels like the 86 Celtics have to spend 7 games to get the Rockets. In fact, we used 6 games, which is in line with the outside world. Expectations."
Turing doesn't know what his partner is doing. He is generally a non-normal person who can understand Wharton's commentary.
We normal people still listen to some words.
"Sorry, I'm not penn, my confrontation is much stronger than him!"
Nick Anderson is going to give Mo Mengchen a bit of hardship and play the second position. He must experience more off-ball confrontations because the ball is in Hill's hand.
The greatest convenience of the combination of Mo Mengchen, Houston and Hill is that Houston can play the second and third positions, Hill can play the first two or three positions, and Mo Mengchen can play the first and second positions.
This gives the lineup a lot of flexibility, because they can switch positions at any time.
Hill hits one, Mo Mengchen hits two, Houston hits three is a common swing.
Collins usually made this adjustment because Mo Mengchen couldn't resist his opponent.
However, sometimes it doesn't work. Nick Anderson, the Magic's second position, is a very capable player. It will not be better to play Hardaway than against him.
Mo Mengchen started to run, and his running path was always clear.
Houston helped him along the way, and Dennis Scott could only follow him, which gave Mo Mengchen a better chance.
For well-known reasons, Scott is a pretty bad defender.
Expecting him to defend well is as difficult as expecting Hill to make a 3-pointer.
The Magic also knew this, and O'Neal snapped it when Mo Mengchen almost got rid of Scott.
Hill hits the ball to Mormon Dust
Almost at the same moment, O'Neill's defense came up, and Mo Mengchen didn't even see it. The huge shadow had been shrouded, but he started to hit the ground, the ball passed the paint area, and came to Ratliff's hand.
"Wow good shot!"
Some front row fans couldn't help but called out.
Ratliff jumped up and shot a half-volley in the paint.
1 to 44
"Asshole, you coward!" O'Neill yelled angrily.
Mo Mengchen glanced back at him, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
The smile on his face was regarded as a mockery by O'Neill. Angered by the big shark, he strode forward and ran to his favorite position and firmly stuck the position.
His body stood like a city wall in the paint area, which gave Brian Shaw no choice but to pass the ball.
Shaw was a good passer. Hardaway first joined the league and was still a rookie. Although his talents in various aspects are already out of the water, the experience is still lacking. At that time, the person who would best feed O'Neal was not written all over. "I am a genius" penny, but Xiao.
Receiving the pass, O'Neill was preparing to attack, and the weak side approached.
The shark stared, it was him again!
This is a feeling of indecision, if Mo Mengchen dares to defend him behind his back, O'Neill is sure to knock him into scrap, but such a person who can't contend with himself behind him suddenly becomes an enveloped hand, in the most suitable The appearance of time and place put him in a very difficult situation.
O'Neill hates this binder!
"Mistakes!"
"Doro's baggage caused Shaq to make a mistake!"
Hill picked up the floor ball, avoiding Xiao's tactical foul, and passed the ball with one hand.
With no hindrance ahead, Hill entered his own realm. The elegant genius who led Duke twice won the glory at the Orlando Arena.
Turin praised: "The unpretentiousness of that manner is exactly what a genius should be!"
Wharton nodded: "This young man is indeed very good, he is undoubtedly the best number three on the planet."
As soon as this sentence came out, Scott Pippen, thousands of miles away, suddenly shivered.
"Perfect timing to wrap up," Dumas sighed. "He's so smart!"
"Are you there? Jd, can't you be like this?" Lynch Hunt was tired of the compliments of Mo Meng Chen from the people around him.
He was originally Dumas's first substitute, because of the presence of Mo Mengchen, he can only play a few minutes during garbage time.
Not surprisingly, the team will trade him in the summer, he is a good instant combat, but the Pistons have a lot of talent, he has no chance.
Dumas said: "Change to me, the clip just now will never have this effect."
People who were shocked by this also included the Pistons' defensive coach Stephen Colin: "It's hard to imagine a guy who can almost be called a loophole in a single defense, even when he is in the bag."
Collins asked, "Why do you say this?"
"The essence of bagging is not the defensive ability of the bagger, it is more about grasping the timing of the bagging and the choice of location."
"The best two defenders don't necessarily bring good packages." Colin said, "Mo just made a textbook-level package. He happened to appear at the moment when Shaq started the offense, and also put him Fixed in an extremely awkward position, which ultimately led to Shaq's mistake."
"We should cut this shot and let these guys study hard!"
"It's time to let these guys know what the real binder looks like!"
It's not always possible to get a double bag, such as this round.
Mo Mengchen and other teammates believe that Ratliff has done everything on the defensive end, but in the end, O'Neal shoveled him to the basket like a dirt truck.
Shaw just had to hang the ball in, and then, after the big shark's tail flicked, Ratliff flew and buckled.
"Your tricks will never fail me!" O'Neill yelled.
There is no way, there is really no way to encounter such an offense, because you are even superfluous, the moment the ball passes to his hand, the defense has been abandoned.
Ratliff was badly hit. He didn't know what else he could do. He just wanted to withstand O'Neill so that others could be included.
Sadly, he couldn't even hold it up.
Mo Mengchen picked up the ball and handed it to him: "It's rare that your defense is not wrong, serve it."
"Mo, what should I do? What else can I do?" Ratliff asked desperately.
"I don't know, if it is me, I will continue to defend." Mo Mengchen said.
Ratliff sent the ball.
carry on?
I have been completely exploded just now, what is the point of continuing?
"Why?" he asked.
Mo Mengchen said: "I don't think the coach will expect you to resist Shaq all the time. To deal with him, we all need to work together. Therefore, you may only play fifteen minutes or less, you need to be within fifteen minutes. Use all your power."
Ratliff seemed to understand.
Mo Mengchen has no time to explain so much.
Rarely Mormon dust controlled the ball after halftime, and Anderson seemed to smell the meaty wolf pounced up.
"Do you know? That's how Michael Jordan was stolen last year!" Anderson gave Mo Mengchen the most terrible confrontation.
But his defense has a flaw.
Hardaway under the court stood up and shouted: "Don't let his left hand go!"
Late, idiot!
Mo Mengchen didn't expect the referee to whistle because of Anderson's high confrontation defense~EbookFREE.me~ He found Anderson's empty left line of defense, this is his chance.
In an instant, when the basketball smashed forward, Mo Mengchen speeded up and traversed Anderson's defense in the most shocking way.
"what?"
There was bleeding in Anderson's eyes, and I couldn't believe he was just broken through.
O'Neill took a step forward and shouted: "If you dare to come, I will let you try my hot pot!"
Mo Mengchen really came and threw the pass in front of O'Neill. The next second, Ratliff dunked over O'Neill's head.
"I really know what your hot pot tastes like."
O'Neal turned back sharply, and Mo Mengchen had run away, leaving this irritating rubbish.
A guttural voice called Anger came out of O'Neill's mouth, and anyone familiar with him knew that he was extremely angry.