Chapter 235: Smart ghost

The first game after the All-Star weekend.
Away to the Jazz.
Salt Lake City's voice is uncomfortable. The fans here are passionate and fanatical. They are undoubtedly one of the strongest teams in the West. They are currently ranked first in the West with 36 wins and 14 losses.
The Pistons came with a record of 28 wins and 22 losses. As far as the lineups are concerned, they are not bad at all, but they entered the trough after the end of the 16-game winning streak at the beginning of the year.
The two-game winning streak in the All-Star Game gives a glimmer of light, but that is not enough.
"They need to be braver."
Bill Wharton's wording was so uncomfortable that he and Reeve Albert came to the scene as guests tonight.
Aibo said, "Yes, their lineup is so deep that the league is out of reach, but no one can unleash their potential."
This sentence inadvertently IDSS Collins again.
It's just that Collins doesn't care about these sounds anymore. He just wants to lead the team to win the game. Other things are not important.
Graham Senna is correct in at least one sentence. He really needs to lead the team to write a good resume, otherwise, who else will ask him to coach?
Sitting in the commentary like an old man with no one to care for, and playing the heat is not what he wants.
Things shouldn't have developed like this, only for reasons that he didn't even know...
Collins looked at Mo Mengchen who was warming up on the field. After the confrontation that day, he knew that Mo Mengchen was involved in this matter, but he didn't know how much he was involved.
Or is he the black hand behind the scenes?
If so, why did he do it? The reason why Collins determined that Mo Mengchen would not drive him away was that he was the one who benefited most from running and bombing, because people all over the world knew that running and bombing tactics required a smart commander, and that Mo Mengchen could shoot out energy and organize suddenly. , This is the most suitable system for him.
As long as Collins stays on the team, running tactics will continue to be implemented, and Mo Mengchen can continue to play under this comfortable system.
This is the reason why Collins has never doubted Mo Mengchen, they have disputes and conflicts, but that is not a contradiction.
why?
Collins didn't understand.
He didn't understand it before, he doesn't understand it now, and he may not understand it in the future. He doesn't have much time because the game is about to start.
The starters of the Jazz are Stockton, Hornacek, Brian Russell, Malone and Ostertag.
The Pistons starter hasn't changed much, Mo Mengchen, Houston, Hill plus Barkley and Ratliff.
The Pistons have a clear height advantage on the outside, and the Jazz's height advantage is reflected on the inside.
"meet again."
Stockton said.
"I still say that, if you can't control your hands and feet, I won't have mercy on your old arms and legs." Mo Mengchen said softly.
Stockton's sacred sons and life-threatening scissor feet are well-known in the league. Otherwise, how can you think that a mediocre white defender, He De, was selected for the second team in five best defensive teams?
The talent of the league is not dead.
Mo Mengchen is also the only person that Stockton meets and needs to be considered carefully before he plays the black hand.
Mo Mengchen is not like everyone else. If he is yin, he will be yin.
Stockton has a deep understanding of this.
Osttag easily helped his teammate jump to the ball.
The Jazz's first tactic failed. After the pick-and-roll between Malone and Stockton, the Pistons changed positions in a timely manner.
Although Stockton was able to break through, Barkley blocked Malone in time, and the basket was left alone, and Stockton could not see the hope of scoring.
The ball can only be guided outwards.
In the future, Brian Russell will appear in the highlights again and again because of certain historical department moments.
Hill grabbed a rebound and was about to advance. Mo Mengchen had seen him running forward.
Hill uploads.
Mo Mengchen didn't stick his hands. When he received the ball in his right hand, he turned to the side. Houston went outside and made a three-point shot.
Collins held his fist and shouted: "Pretty!"
3 to 0
The better they perform, the more regretful Collins is. How good are these people? Why do they refuse to obediently obey?
Today, he can do nothing.
The more this is, the more reluctant Collins is, and resentment is born.
Jerry Sloan stood on the sidelines as usual, he was always screaming, louder than any coach, but the game tonight was not as easy as the previous one.
The last time I played against the Pistons was at the end of last year. At that time, they only had no head flies and didn't know how to play. Tonight, they obviously made a careful deployment.
Hornacek's running position was completely strangled.
What a brilliant position... Sloan couldn't help but glance at Collins.
But the Jazz was not an idle man. The tactics couldn't run out. Malone simply elbowed his elbows, put Barkley in front of him, raised his hand in one hand, and motioned his old man to give him a drop.
Malone and Stockton have been partners for many years and they have 100% confidence in each other.
Malone believed in Stockton's passing ability, and Stockton also believed in Malone's ability to catch the ball at the crucial position, so the ball was lifted upward.
The iron elbows that stretched horizontally played a key role at the moment, and Malone opened Barkley and scored.
2 to 3
"Does your fat have any role other than Bai Tian's burden?" Mo Mengchen ran to Barkley and ridiculed him.
Buckley burned directly over his head with anger, but fortunately he had no hair: "Damn, give me the ball!"
Barkley suddenly became irritable, took the ball in the low position, and faced Malone in a burst of irrational bombardment.
Malone didn't know what was happening to Barkley. He stood up and held him up, and then Ostertag also came to wrap up.
Barkley, who had lost his mind, had no option to pass the ball, and after being strengthened, he was blocked.
Mo Mengchen followed, picked up the rebound and took advantage of the two insiders just about to attack, snapping, Stockton's slap fell on his arm.
The referee ignored this scene.
Mo Mengchen's eyes were like ice, his back to Stockton, buttocks pushed back.
"My goodness!"
Stockton flew like a baby by Momon Dust, Ostertag's defense was approaching, and Mo Mengchen delivered the ball to Ratliff.
Ratliff shouted and scored dunks.
Stockton gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, only to see Mo Mengchen show his palm print: "I remember."
Is it endless?
Stockton thought the impact was Momengchen's revenge, and as a result, he meant it as if it wasn't finished?
"Damn the mob!"
Ma Long saw the old man angry, and asked, "Do you want me to help you deal with him?"
"No!" Stockton said. "If you can't end up with him all at once, the problem will be serious."
Ma Long also heard that Mo Mengchen's criticism was not good, especially when he was violently treated, those who abused him often end up miserable.
Although Malone pays for the steel and iron bones, but this scourge can not provoke as much as possible, he came to ask Stockton out of good intentions.
Stockton didn't want him to help, it was better for him.
Malone stuck Buckley low again: "Chuck, you can't stop me!"
"Fuck your mother's shit!" Buckley scolded.
There was no interference in the surroundings. Malone took the ball like in his backyard. Then, the iron elbow opened the way, pushing Buckley up and facing the hook.
Whistle scored!
"Tonight Karl Malone is like Superman!"
"The premise is that this game can not hit a critical moment."
Fans don't like Wharton's jokes, as evidenced by thunderous boos.
It's a pity that Wharton doesn't care about this group of people's views at all.
"Charles, can you calm down?" Mo Mengchen put his hand on Buckley's back and asked with his ear.
"How calm I am!" Buckley roared past, and then saw Mo Mengchen's expression.
What kind of expression is this?
Buckley is hard to say, but he guarantees that his anger has disappeared.
"You are a man, you know what to do." Mo Mengchen said, "I will pass you the ball, don't be covered again."
Ma Longjia succeeded.
5 to 5
He took the first five points of the opening.
Looking at him as an offensive and defensive player like a robot, Mo Mengchen could understand why he was sluggish at a critical moment.
The lack of talented Jazz ~EbookFREE.me~ basically depends on him for the offense, and the so-called pick-and-roll system only revolves around him.
Honasek and others have mediocre athletic ability, which can only be the icing on the cake, and it is difficult to deliver in the snow.
Pull away.
It was Barkley. Both teams started offense very paranoid.
"Come on, Chuck, can you beat me? No, you can't!"
Malone continued to provoke, as he wished, Barkley got the ball.
Mo Mengchen stood at the opposite corner of Buckley, and as long as the situation was not right, he could pass the ball.
Buckley has failed once, and he is tired of failing.
With a strong push, Malone only stepped back a little, and his core strength and underwind strength were exciting.
This power allows him to calmly deal with most people's backs in the post.
However, Barkley is by no means a rough man who relies on heavy weight.
That strong top was just a vague temptation. Suddenly, Barkley turned into a flexible fat man, and his agility to turn was as fast as a defender and a forward.
This one turned around and easily bypassed Malone's defense.
The sturdy arm lifted the ball and wiped the board.
7 to 5
"I can't beat you? Joke!"
As soon as Barkley's mood stabilized, confidence returned.
Stockton called a pick-and-roll and easily bypassed Stockton.
However, whenever he called a pick-and-roll to try to kill him, the result was always in vain.
The ball slammed heavily, and Hornacek took the ball past Houston, but...
I don't know where it came from, I don't know where it started.
Mo Mengchen suddenly blocked the breakthrough route.
"Beep!"
"Dump the ball!"
Dumas stood up excitedly under the court: "Pretty, you clever ghost!"
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