Chapter 257: Chicago Giants Battle African Mountains

Time: May 2, 1997.
Location: Auburn Hills Palace Stadium in Detroit, Michigan, USA.
Background: Trust me.
Tonight, the people who sit in the commentary are very promising.
Venier Johnson, Magic Johnson and Maverick Albert.
A piston famous, an NBA historical super giant, a gold commentator.
Johnson’s responsibility is to explain the real-time game situation, the magician is responsible for bragging, and Albert assists the magician to brag. If he plays a profound and unpredictable, someone needs to explain one or two, so that the fans can understand this. The unpredictable tactics are actually not very ridiculous, but if you understand this tactic, you are very versatile, so are you awesome?
"Adrian, come here!"
Medela had already come to the family area to occupy a seat. Ephraim was dragged by Adrian to buy a large bucket of popcorn. The shop in the Palace of Auburn Hills heard about the relationship between Ephraim and Mo Mengchen. Many concessions were also given.
Although Ephraim tried hard to help his younger brother control his weight, his younger brother's weight was getting out of control.
"Wait for losing, without Grant, what climate can you have?"
Steve Smith looked arrogant, as if he would really, as he said, without the Hill, the Pistons wouldn't work.
Mo Mengchen held Braylock's hand politely, did not greet others, and turned to leave.
"Mo, don't you want to shake my hand?" Smith asked with a smile.
Mo Mengchen turned around and said contemptuously: "When the game is over, when you are ready to cry and go home, I will shake hands with you-if you still have this leisurely mood."
The contemptuous man was not angry, but the black giant beside him was angry, and Mutombo said angrily: "On their home ground, they shattered their hopes!"
Both sides returned to the halftime to warm up.
The most surprising thing is the Pistons' starter, whose starter has changed amazingly.
Mo Mengchen, Houston, Luis M. Lall, Jerome Williams, Prest Lauderdale.
Except for Mo Mengchen and Houston, the other three are not the regular main force, and they can't even count the rotation.
Off the court were Michael Curry, Barkley, Thorpe, Mahon, Dumas, and Ratliff.
But it just made three people who can't even hit the ball start.
"Is Doug Collins' brain trapped in the door?"
A series of bad reviews from Collins has influenced many people's opinions about him, including Venier Johnson. Looking at this ridiculous starting lineup, the microwave oven has a feeling of "we are out of spite".
"Does this really work?" Houston also doubted.
"There are four quarters to play." Mo Mengchen said, "It's no big deal to lose the first quarter. We have to prepare for the next three quarters."
224 cm Lauderdale and Mutombo jumped the ball.
His height gives fans and teammates a sense of security. In addition to himself, he is very clear about his strength. Although his height and arm span are stronger than Mutombo, but he is similar to DPOY level defenders like the opponent. Than it is a world apart.
Leaping up, Lauderdale's height advantage cannot win the Pistons' opening rights.
In four consecutive games, the Hawks have won the opening jump ball.
"This is a good start." Mo Mengchen patted Lauderdale's ass, "Dapu, you know what I need you to do, let go!"
Lauderdale breathed heavily. He knew that although he was a starter, his playing time would not be long, and every second of his presence was meaningful.
He spotted Mutombo and slammed into it.
Mutombo didn't expect that Lauderdale would face him like crazy, the same giant. The opponent's height is higher than him, and his physical strength is worse than him. How long can this fight last?
Against heavy monsters like Lauderdale. Mutombo's zombie hook was unable to fight. Brelock chose to attack from Leitner. His opponent is a rookie who is better than Prest.
Lightner's skills are not available in many insiders, but the bulldog-like madman who eats Williams on his back is not his strength.
Williams' crazy confrontation made him unexpected.
The Pistons' two rookie insiders grabbed the opening perfectly, and they went crazy against their opponents, but calmed them down.
Leitner passed the ball and was intercepted by Mo Mengchen.
Brelock had to start fouling.
"It seems that you are not ready." Mo Mengchen whispered in Brelock's ear.
Brelock squinted, "Don't be too pretentious!"
"From this round, Jerome and Prest performed better than expected." The magician said cautiously, "Maybe this change will bring surprises."
Collins sat down on the field with a blank face, whether it was a surprise or not, it had nothing to do with him, because it was not his adjustment.
Collins glanced at Mo Mengchen-when training yesterday, Mo Mengchen came to him with Hill's previous inspection report, half suggested and half threatened.
If you do not arrange troops according to his ideas, this matter will be made public.
Collins had no choice but to agree.
"Strange position."
Mo Mengchen, Houston, Rolle's outer line stood in a triangle, Williams pulled out of the paint area, Lauderdale's waist was stuck, actually had to one-on-one with Mutombo
The audience faced question marks.
Lauderdale eats Mutombo alone? They heard that Lauderdale couldn't even play Mahon when he played in the team's rivalry. Do you want to eat Mutombo at this time? Isn't it a joke!
"Dapu, be brave!"
Mo Mengchen hung the ball in.
Few people get such an opportunity, Lauderdale knows he must prove his worth.
He has no skills, no physical qualities, and has never been given such great autonomy at a low level.
But he has height and weight, he has a brute force, and if he hits Mutombo with no consequence, it is not impossible to score.
"Ah~~~~!"
The 224-centimeter Chicago Giant screamed and slammed his full body back, one, two, three, four...
Mutombo is also a clamoring iron man. Such a hard top is a great loss of his physical strength, but he has never retreated.
Lauderdale never shot until he was in a comfortable position. He just kept pushing until the referee whistle.
"A five-second violation!"
Lauderdale put the ball on the ground and ran forward.
Mo Mengchen followed him and said, "That's it. The next time is the right time. Before the five-second violation, you don't need to be afraid of his defense. You are taller and stronger than him. Use this."
Lauderdale just nodded.
This time, let alone the coaches of both sides, some senior fans have seen the intention of the Pistons.
Consumption, this is the tactical core of the Pistons.
They don't care about Lauderdale's success rate, but they need him to consume Mutombo desperately, so he will give up the first quarter or even the first half of the game.
And this consumption is not limited to the inside, and the defensive strength of the outside is slowly increased.
They are exploring the scale of the referee, what kind of confrontation is within the scale.
A muscle fight was quietly staged in a corner that the audience could not see.
After ten seconds, Lauderdale violently knocked down Mutombo and the referee sounded the first foul tonight.
Wilkens was furious: "This is a malicious foul! Mr. Referee!"
Lauderdale was expressionless.
Mutombo's anger almost rushed over his head, and the game started again.
Continue to fight.
Brelock was so entangled with Mo Mengchen that it was difficult to organize the team's offense. He chose to pass the ball, but who can he give the ball to?
Smith ran out.
Houston confronted him. In just one step, he broke through Houston. This start was really fast enough. In an instant, Williams put down Leitner and barked to catch up.
He hit Smith from the side, but did not sound the whistle.
Smith thought it was a foul, but the whistle did not sound as he expected, and he couldn't find the direction if he wanted to attack.
"boom!"
Lauderdale scored a rebound and threw it to Mo Mengchen.
Confrontation, plus rhythm!
Mo Mengchen saw Luoer in front of him and made a long pass.
His long pass is not as good as Hill's, but his unusual vision allows him to always reach the correct position.
If Rolle remembers correctly, this is the first time he has played in such a crucial game this season.
A small character like him just has to wait for the opportunity, and once the opportunity arises, he will never let it slip away.
Maybe after this game, he is still an unassuming little character, but he hopes he can say to everyone who expects him-he has done his best!
"Almighty Lewis counter-slam dunk!"
Almighty Lewis, this is the piece that Rolle has spread the most among Pistons fans, even the commentators know.
"If they want to fight against you, they will fight against them and destroy them!"
Wilkens roared, he couldn't accept the complete starting five-man group was actually suppressed by the strange lineup of the opponent's half main force and half marginal man.
If you want to break this situation, someone needs to come up with personal ability to break the situation.
Lauderdale is definitely the biggest variable in this game, and his impact on Mutombo is even greater than expected.
When he is no longer troubled by good performance, he can fight as hard as he can.
His confrontation is reckless ~EbookFREE.me~ He doesn't consider fouls at all, but Mutombo is not. He not only has to pay attention to his foul counts, but also has to save his physical strength as much as possible.
But Lauderdale confronted him this way, he couldn't control himself at all.
Less than half a minute, Lauderdale fouled again.
Mutombo fell to the ground again.
In five consecutive rounds, Mutombo fell four times, Lauderdale carried two fouls on his back. With his fierce back singles strengthening and causing a defensive foul on the African Mountain, it was all worth it.
He roared loudly.
Automobile City's giant Galia is like crazy, Mutombo is his enemy, and he wants to fight the enemy in the end.
That's it, don't stop.
Mo Mengchen said in his heart.
PS: First today, it will break out tomorrow.