Chapter 297: Fancy rotation

The warm-up is coming to an end, and Mo Mengchen cannot evaporate the fans in the audience.
He can only get used to it.
He can only accept.
"Dad, you have encountered much greater difficulties than this. Don't tell me you can't stand these." Jerome Williams came over and patted him on the shoulder.
Damn, do I need to be comforted by this idiot who likes barking?
Mo Mengchen patted his cheek gently.
There was a sound from the sidelines, which was a sign that the warm-up was over.
Adam Frasses called the players around: "Mo, Alan, Grant, Jerome, Theo, you five starters."
Because Barkley is losing weight, Frause will not let him start even if he wants to play. His current weight seriously damages his athletic ability, so his starting will drag down the team's game rhythm.
For a team that runs and runs, the pace of the game is the top priority.
The Kings, who are clearly about to be ruined this season, sent the players they need to hone in the first game of the preseason.
Tracy McGrady became the king's starting No. 2 position. He stood on the sidelines with his hands on his hips, unable to conceal his spirit, and even looked at him with the dead fish that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.
The fans were still screaming, but Mo Mengchen's attention was focused.
The King's starting center is Michael Stewart, a mediocre drop draft with a height of less than 208 cm. Let such a guy be the starter, showing how big the King's determination is.
As long as they have a little bit of thought about this season, they will not start with such a center.
They traded the team’s head player in exchange for a talented high school rookie. The entire starting lineup has a four-person contract that expires next year, plus the Warriors and their first-round draft picks, even stupid people can I feel that this team has given the future to next year and the next year.
There will be a lot of big fish in the free market next year. They have plenty of space to pursue big fish, and they have two first rounds. This will make them full of skewness in the free market and trading market next year.
The referee threw the ball.
Ratliff won easily, he screamed and gave the racket to Mo Mengchen behind him.
"!￥@#"
The fan's voice overwhelmed Mo Mengchen's tactical words, and he made a gesture with anger.
Rookie Anthony Johnson posted it, he is starting a golden career, looks like this.
With his pick, it is really rare to start in the official game.
Thanks to the King's sluggish strategy, Johnson made a total of 85 games in the first seven years of his career, including 62 games in his rookie year.
"Mo, I won't let you go." Johnson just made a big word.
Mo Mengchen's center of gravity was heavy, and he shot the ball like lightning and started it. His start speed was not fast, but his action rate was terrifying.
Is this the rate of movement made by a 197 cm player?
Johnson couldn't see the movement of Mo Mengchen, and in the blink of an eye, he was broken through.
"How is this possible?" Johnson's eyes glared like eggs, and he couldn't believe it was true. How could Mo Mengchen have such a speed?
Seeing that his teammates had been passed by, McGrady couldn't have turned a blind eye, and he left Hill to defend.
Mo Mengchen didn't fear McGrady's help defense, ignored Hill's empty seat, and made a top shot. He pushed McGrady away and licked the basket with his left hand to score.
"You didn't pass the ball to me!" Hill thought Mo Mengchen would definitely pass.
"What can you do to pass it? Cast a three-pointer?" Mo Mengchen asked mockingly.
Hill's face couldn't make it through, and he straightened his waist and asked, "Shouldn't I have a big space like this to pass me? What happened to the three-pointer? Can't I shoot?"
"After the extension of the three-point line, is your three-pointer still accurate?"
Mo Mengchen's words made Hill unable to refute.
In recent years, he has been practicing the shortened three-point line, although Mo Mengchen has been deliberately hitting him with this during training, what I voted so far, you voted so close; what is it to stand back one step I won't shoot; what will you do if the three-point line is extended in the future... Finally this came true, Hill can only marvel at Mo Menchen's foresight and fall into deep regret.
Several years of hard work have been in vain.
Hill's three-pointer went back to its origin, and it changed back to Grant Hill, who averaged 0.1 three-pointers with 15% field goal percentage.
Will an absolute core player in a team based on running and banging not shoot a three-pointer? This is a joke.
The young McGrady has an amazing talent. He is not the kind of winner from small to large. In his saying, in the senior year of high school, he participated in a training camp. When the training camp started, he was the last one in the camp. After the training camp, he was already the best child in the training camp.
At this time, he was regarded by the Kings as the core player of the future. This is his first NBA game. Even if it is only a win or a preseason that nobody cares about, it is also a stage to show his skills.
McGrady quickly got the ball from this team without stars.
Hill patted the floor gently: "Young man, come on."
McGrady used cautious steps cautiously. Hill’s defense was solid. Although his long-range shot was severely hit by the extension of the three-point line, his defense was stronger than last season.
It is an impossible task for a young man like McGrady to break through under his defense.
At this moment, everyone blinked, maybe not even a third of a second. When everyone’s eyes opened, the No. 1 king, the young man with unlimited potential, had jumped into the air, as thin as if The legs that can be crushed with one step can be separated like scissors.
The angel opened its wings, and Lucifer lowered the curse, symbolizing that the future arrow would leave the string.
"Uh!"
"Tracy~~~McGrady!!!"
The king's No. 1 turned around and ran, and the sparkle on his body became more dazzling. The ease of waving and throwing in his feet, the radiance that glowed in every move, was precisely the genius of the geniuses.
Mo Mengchen walked over Hill's side: "Yo... that rookie's three-pointer looks more accurate than you."
Devil Mountain blushed: "Give me the ball!"
"I'm annoyed and angry? How about hitting you back?" Mo Mengchen acted as a server and sent the ball to Hill.
Mo Mengchen stood by to watch the movie, Hill was about to teach Tracy McGrady, and Ethan fans were unhappy.
"That bald head, pass the ball out!"
"Give the ball to Ethan, why are you so selfish?"
"Selfish rotten ass!"
Hill passed the ball angrily and shouted: "Can you be optimistic about your fans!"
Mo Mengchen held the ball and pointed his right finger at the top of the arc. Houston at the bottom corner understood.
Hill's anger is not anger, and he will not really care about Mo Mengchen, because the behavior of the group of brain disabilities can never be instructed by the latter.
Pistons Sans spontaneously carried out a partial tactical cooperation in the periphery.
The loosely defended Kings couldn't resist this kind of cooperation. When Hill's screen was reached, Houston opened McGrady, who was ready to change defense, rushed to the top of the arc, and the basketball was in place.
"Uh!"
"Alan Houston's three-pointer is too accurate! The extended three-point line has not affected his accuracy at all!"
Houston shouted with a fist: "All the said hundreds of times, Lao Tzu is the world's first shooter!"
The King had no tactics, if he had to say anything, it was just to give the ball to McGrady. The others stood beside them in a daze. They needed to look at McGrady's skill.
The ball just now is not enough.
Hill's defensive attitude is more serious than before. Even if he is careless, he should realize that this rookie is not easy after that shameful moment.
So, can you continue to score?
Mo Mengchen was happy to see Hill ugly in front of Tracy McGrady, but it was unrealistic to expect rookie Tracy McGrady to beat Hill in his prime years in succession.
McGrady is a genius, and Hill is also a genius.
Tracy McGrady has many skills. With his current confrontation, he can't use these skills in actual combat. He is a superstar who is mature on both ends of the attack and defense. Especially after the other party is serious, his offense is broken down one by one. Can make a three-pointer by one move and not destiny.
"Duang!"
Williams guarded the rebound and handed it to Mo Mengchen.
Mo Mengchen took the ball and threw it straight into the sky.
Hill ahead, catching the ball with one hand, striding out in a big step, holding the hammer with a hammer to split the basket.
Mo Mengchen stood on the sidelines and encouraged the fans.
It was rare for these people to follow Mo Mengchen's heart once. When they needed to shout loudly, the warmest voice of the audience helped Hill increase the power of this ball by several levels.
Four minutes later, the Pistons made their first substitution.
One up and four down.
Dumas, Wallace, Reid, Scott Pollard replaced Momon Chen, Hill, Ratliff and Williams.
It seems to many that this is only a preseason game, so Flauses dared to rotate like this.
Mo Mengchen had a feeling, perhaps that is what Frauss really considered.
There are too many people who can play with the Pistons. He has to take care of everyone's mood as much as possible, so that most people can play.
Even so, there will still be a few people left out.
Such as Louis M. Lall;
Such as Prest Lauderdale;
For example, Chris Robinson;
Not to mention that there is another one who is losing weight~EbookFREE.me~ Barclays who will join the competition as soon as the weight loss is over, and then another insider will be left out.
There are more people playing, and every coach says so.
But in fact, a team only needs to have nine people who can play.
This is where Frauss is embarrassed. They have eleven or even twelve people who can play.
The four minutes that the Pistons played with the team set the tone for this game. Afterwards, Frauss disrupted the rotation, and Mo Mengchen and Hill stopped and stopped, and with various lineups, the King was beaten.
In the second half, the angry king once wanted to fight back, but he still couldn't make a good attack.
In the end, the Pistons beat the Kings 124-98 and won the preseason opening game.