Chapter 168: Being played between applause
-
You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen
- Silent love
- 1694 characters
- 2021-03-02 11:45:58
After playing halftime, Iverson most impressed Mo Mengchen with his physical ability.
In order to deal with him, Mo Mengchen must confront him within the tolerance of the referee every round, and this is just the beginning.
Behind Mo Mengchen, Hill and Houston have to switch defenses and make up defenses at any time, they will bring stronger physical contact, even if Iverson breaks the second blockade again, rushes into the basket, Wallace and Mahon The two hard-core insiders will never make him feel better.
Even if... he chose to pass, Mo Mengchen, Hill, Houston, one position, blocked at least three pass routes.
Although the 76ers wanted to win, they had no tactics or flexibility. Johnson Davis was even more wasteful than Collins. He would only fight against the players.
In this case, Iverson needs to spend more physical energy than usual to deal with all kinds of accidents on the field.
As a result, after halftime, he breathed evenly, as if he had just warmed up.
This horrible body can make Mo Mengchen speechless.
If it is replaced with him, it is estimated that he has been tired after getting down in this half.
There is still a difference between people.
We humans still don’t compare with animals.
Iverson faced the Pistons alone, coupled with the occasional fire protection of the Stackhouse, halftime, the Pistons 56 to 48, leading the 76ers by 8 points.
"We need to solve many problems to win this game, we have sufficient confidence and determination, please rest assured fans."
Faced with reporters, the young Iverson said so.
Since then, both players have returned to the player channel.
Mo Mengchen entered the locker room with 8 points, 5 rebounds, and 7 assists. Collins began to grasp the weaknesses of the so-called opponents he discovered for various analyses.
This is not necessary at all, the 76ers are clearly the two-person team of Iverson and Starkhouse, and the two are arranged, and the game is won.
Just that, he was still there for a long time.
That's why Mo Mengchen and Hill pretended to listen carefully, what should other people do.
"Sir Wise, what happened to Charles' injury?"
Hill saw the team doctor and asked aloud.
After hearing this, everyone looked at it and everyone was very concerned about it.
The team doctor said: "The hospital's initial diagnosis was a second sprain of his right ankle, but he still needs to wait for the test result."
"If it is a second-level sprain, will it be serious?" Lor asked Mo Mengchen.
Mo Mengchen said: "Depending on the situation, it is possible to rest for half a month and a month."
"Don't think about it, at least one month." The team doctor complained. "Charles is too heavy. If he sprains in that situation, if he comes back after a half-month rest, it can only be said that a miracle happened."
Ma Hong dismissed: "Does this require miracles?"
The team doctor stared at the boss who was rude to the team doctor: "Are you questioning me?"
Ma Hong is a bastard, but he also knows who can provoke and who can't. The team doctor is about the health of the players, even if he feels uncomfortable with the arrogance of his self-respect, he must hold back.
Unless you don’t want someone to be your intimate jacket when you are injured.
Collins cleared his throat and said, "Well, the only thing we can help Charles is to win this game. We have temporarily lost an important firepower, and we have to fight for him now!"
If you really don’t know what to do in the dressing room, it’s good to have chicken blood.
This is Collins's experience. This sentence really worked. Everyone watched Barkley fight injured. Everyone hopes to win this game for him.
Houston's tireless running paid off and he started scoring.
During the offseason, many people were puzzled by his rejection of the Knicks. It was a bigger stage where his commercial value and team status would be improved.
Although he signed a bigger contract with the Pistons, he went to the Knicks. In each game, many stars went to the world stage to cheer on the scene. This loss can be earned by other means.
High left, Houston took the opportunity, Hill offensive low shot, the former shot.
Starkhouse was forced to eat Houston, hitting the same.
It is also scoring. Starkhouse looks more difficult. Houston only needs to keep up with the team's rhythm and keep running to get points.
This round, Mo Mengchen made an incredible hand cooperation with Houston.
The incredible thing about this hand-to-hand match is that Mo Mengchen, who had no ball in his hand, took away the defense of Iverson and Starkhouse at the same time.
"What are they doing?"
Angry Philadelphia fans called out.
Starkhouse was washed away by anger, and he wanted to defend Mo Mengchen too much.
Mo Mengchen took advantage of his vengeance, and this was how the white wolf emptied his gloves, attracting the attention of the two, and the Houston jumper succeeded.
"Your IQ can dare to challenge that guy? Don't die until then and don't know how to die. He is the most insidious person in the world!" Houston pointed at Mo Menchen who ran away and smiled.
Hill ran past Houston and said, "The doctor didn't expect him to do so many for you, but you judge him that way."
Houston caught up and said, "Don't tell him..."
"No, my opinion is consistent with yours. That guy is definitely the most insidious person I have ever seen!" Hill whispered.
The two reached a consensus and gave a high-five on the way back to defense.
Starkhouse's anger appeared on his face, and he was now anxious to prove himself, but the result was some friction with Iverson.
He wanted to get the ball, Iverson thought the timing was bad, and the ball moved more smoothly in his hands.
Where is Jordan's successor willing to listen?
"Jerry, I can't give you the ball now, understand?" Iverson said in a deep voice.
Starkhouse's face was angry, and he burst out, and he no longer pursued the matter.
"Do you know what you look like?" Mo Mengchen's words succeeded in angering Iverson. "Two dogs are fighting for a meatless bone."
"Fuck you!"
Iverson's red eyes gave an elbow to Mo Mengchen's chest at the moment of the breakthrough. This scene happened just under the referee's eyelids.
Mo Mengchen fell backward, and the whistle rang.
"Offensive foul!"
"Did you make a mistake? This is also a foul!"
Fans complained.
Mo Mengchen, who had succeeded in conspiracy, was expressionless;
Iverson, who had suffered a great loss, was angry.
Starkhouse wanted to say a few cool words, and Iverson's expression scared him.
Instinctive fear let him know that now is not the time to splash cold water.
"I said long ago that your poisonous mouth should be more open to the enemy than any tactic." Hill complained, "You can't always point your poisonous mouth at us who are willing to block bullets for you. Comrade in arms."
Does he seem to complain?
Am I usually mean to him?
Mo Mengchen took his hand and stood up and said: "If your brain can be a little brighter, I don't have to spend much time talking."
"Do you think anyone can be as insidious as you?"
"I really didn't expect there will be so many idiots around me," Mo Mengchen said to Devil Mountain. "Especially you, it's a benchmark idiot."
Sometimes, words can really be used as swords and guns, for example, Hill now desperately wants Mo Mengchen to die on the spot.
Although Hill was attacked by Mo Mengchen, there was no ambiguity when he cooperated.
"Can idiots cover like me?"
Hill helped Houston stop.
"Can a idiot pick and roll like me?" Hill complained. "You tell me clearly!"
Mo Mengchen walked to the right through Hill's pick-and-roll. At about the same time, the 76ers' defense came up.
They want to clamp Mo Mengchen in the corner. This position is just right. Many people ignore Mo Mengchen's control skills.
Before the formation of the two-way envelope, Mo Mengchen exerted force under his feet. His right hand turned the racket to the right. His body turned like a tornado, breaking the unformed envelope directly, violently pouring into the three-point line.
"This is Dor.Mo?"
"Can he dribble like this?"
Mo Mengchen saw Coleman, who had carried him maliciously, and his pace was rising. At this moment, the 90-year-old champion who had once been beautiful was flew by him.
In order to do this, Mo Mengchen lost his center of gravity.
At this time, the most correct way is to pass.
In the usual way, Mo Mengchen didn't want to think about it, it was just a pass, but now, he needs to insert a knife into the 76's heart.
Unbalanced, he used "soft as boneless" to maintain the center of gravity, and he lifted the ball with his right hand and spread it upward.
"Boom!"
"Dor.Mo's magic pen!"
"God, is this person Dor. Mo? He can still do this?"
Mo Mengchen didn't fall to the ground, Ma Hong carried him.
Ma Hong understands Mo Mengchen's injury history, so as long as he is on the field, his duty is to protect Mo Mengchen.
At this point, there was no coach telling him, Mo Mengchen did not tell him, it was completely instinct. In his era, every team had such bodyguards. You not only have to fight for the boss, but also protect the boss’s comprehensiveness. , The boss has an accident, that is your responsibility.
Ma Hong is undoubtedly the representative of this type of player.
"Thanks."
Mo Meng said.
"Does this stop your mouth from poisoning me?" Ma Hong asked.
"I'm spurring you~EbookFREE.me~ man." Mo Mengchen ran away, he didn't know why so many teammates disgusted him.
Although he sometimes has a hard time speaking, it is also for their good. Can they remember it if they don’t make it hard? Good people are really hard to do.
This ball has the effect of knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger. Mo Mengchen has always been very reasonable. The occasional unreasonable reveals, but it makes people panic.
The goal just now helped the Pistons widen the point difference to 12 points.
Iverson and Starkhouse began to worry, and the consequence of the worry was the offensive end.
"Duang!"
"Counterattack!"
Mo Mengchen got the rebound and threw the ball away.
It wasn't just basketball that took off into the sky, but also the 76ers' chance of flying farther and farther. The situation had completely fallen under the control of the Pistons, and they were being played between applause.