Chapter 325: I don't share defensive rebounds

Cole and Harper's outside line, their defense is one of the league's worst, if not the worst.
When Mo Mengchen saw these two men, it was as if he saw the score keep pulling away, forcing Jordan to have to play early.
At this time, Cole dribble half time, this wise white shooter has a long-term vision, in this era can be regarded as the best empty shooter.
Without giving Cole the opportunity to say hello, Mo Mengchen took a tight defense and forced Cole to make changes.
Kukoch pulled out to the left, and Jerome Williams' defense was as strong. He didn't have the delicate skills of the European magician, but he had a tough confrontation that the latter did not have.
Kukochi is also poor. If his confrontation can reach the level of Williams, then he is the fourth giant of the Bulls, but he does not, so he can only be the best sixth man.
Mo Mengchen led his teammates to an extremely tough defense. The Bulls almost suffocated. They could not find an opportunity in this defense. Finally, Kukotci desperately shot a left-wing high shot.
"boom!"
Williams card position, Mo Mengchen turned back and received a rebound.
Mo Mengchen looked for someone. He saw Tang Reed ahead, just like the master of Tang Men in the martial arts novels. Basketball became his hidden weapon, thrown like a dart, accurate and deadly. Rhett doesn't need to transport the ball, as long as he takes a step, the basket is in front of him.
"What a good pass?"
"This is the best pass!"
"Good job," Mo Mengchen said to Williams.
Such a rebound is a great sacrifice for a substitute like Williams, and Mo Mengchen must encourage him.
"Is there really data like indirect rebounds?"
Williams agreed because Mo Mengchen said there is a technical statistic called indirect rebounds, and in the near future, in order to encourage everyone’s enthusiasm, the team will even introduce indirect rebound bonuses, and the people who help teammates create the most indirect rebounds will Get huge bonuses.
Mo Mengchen replied: "Do you think I will make a joke about this?"
Williams repeatedly glanced at Mo Mengchen and shouted: "Daddy, look, I don't share defensive rebounds!"
Very good, I like this realization.
Williams was the first to learn about it, and Mo Mengchen didn't spread his voice because it was for the purpose of promoting the concept of indirect rebounds in the team.
He needs a role model, Williams is a good role model.
He is a substitute, he needs data, he wants to get attention, if even he is willing to make sacrifices for the team-not to sacrifice in vain-what else can others say? Old birds will follow suit, and newcomers will follow without complaint.
In order to help Frause to introduce this concept, and try to make him not guilty of the player, Mo Mengchen is also doing his best. This is after all his idea.
He can't enjoy the benefits of rebounding while letting Frothers bear the grudges of others. He is not used to eating single food, nor does he like to enjoy alone.
A team must work together, from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, from the player to the coach, from the coach to the management, just like tug of war, you have to work together to play the collective power.
The rise of the Pistons was delayed by a full season because of Collins last season. Looking at it now, that might be better. If there was no problem last season, they have to solve it this season.
Now they have transitioned from the issue of coach selection to the issue of tactics.
This is a pure basketball problem.
Another strong defense, but Kukoc deserved to be the best sixth man, quickly adjusted, a fake move outside the three-point line swayed Williams, stepped in, and reached the basket with a high degree of strength in China Rice left dunk above the head.
He shouted a few words in Croatian.
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Kukoc finished the dunk and was still posing for POSS, but Mo Mengchen quietly made a fast-break gesture, which allowed the other three in the backcourt to quickly run forward.
Williams cleverly picked up the ball and sent it to Mo Mengchen.
In place, Mo Mengchen made a long pass again.
"Too precise! He can find his teammates in the frontcourt precisely like a quartile!"
Vinier praised Mo Mengchen's pass, and basketball was brought to Don Ryder by Mo Mengchen again.
Reid, who has packed his mind, decided to use the time of the season to make his worth. He believes that as long as he maintains his aggressive spirit and selfless play that does not occupy the ball, even if the future is not in the Pistons, there will be teams willing to ask him .
Rhett took the ball to the basket and forced up a foul that caused Winton.
But the ball was still in his hand. He aimed at the basket and set aside.
"Boom!"
"Goal score points!"
"The gangster on the bench, the beast in the jungle, Don Reid scored four points in a row! And there is a chance to get a fifth point!"
Rhett roared, and the scene was ignited by him. Mo Mengchen, who helped him do all this, used free throw time to arrange his tactics.
"They will play fast, Don, try to get the ball into the penalty. If the penalty is not scored, foul them on the spot, don't let them rush!"
Mo Mengchen finished the arrangement and retreated to the three-point line.
Reed exhaled a few breaths before throwing the ball.
"Uh!"
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"Go back!" Mo Mengchen shouted.
Without giving the Bulls any chance, Mo Mengchen stayed at halftime, staring at Cole who was about to come over.
Cole had hair in his heart, as if stared at by a beast that killed countless beasts.
What a terrible person.
Cole remembered the pre-season training camp of the 9596 season and he had a fight with Jordan. That day, Jordan also had this expression.
"You are going to the left, I know."
Before Cole rushed past, Mo Mengchen said suddenly.
When Cole was stunned, Mo Mengchen suddenly pressed forward, "Actually, I don't know where you are going."
Mo Mengchen left this sentence in Cole's ear, his long arm stretched out, bumped his ball, and then quickly caught up: "But it doesn't matter anymore."
Cole couldn't keep up with Mo Mengchen, which was too shocking.
LOGO's position was one defense, Mo Mengchen cut off Cole's ball, and the gap between him and the opponent widened.
Mo Mengchen took the ball to the three-point line, paused, pulled it up, and made a three-point shot.
When the ball flew out, he didn't look at it. He glanced at Jordan under the field, and his finger flew to the ball in the sky: "Are you sure?"
"Uh!"
"40 to 31! Dor. Mo is aggressive like a beast, he is provoking Michael!"
"He is provoking Michael!"
Upon hearing this, the audience was boiling.
How many people dare to provoke that person?
Everyone who provoked him paid a price. Mo Mengchen was one of the few who provoked Jordan, but everyone would not worry about him.
As early as Mo Mengchen's rookie season, he hit a buzzer on Jordan's head. He has never been afraid of Jordan.
Jordan's heart was filled with anger, and he just wanted to play against him, and was stopped by the Zen master.
"Michael, less than three minutes have passed, calm down!" said the master.
"Calm down? How do I calm down!" Jordan yelled, "If I don't go up again, that will kill the game!"
Jackson said confidently: "It's not that simple."
At this moment, the referee whistle again.
"Illegal return!"
"It's the mid-level defense from Dor.Mo again!"
Cole sent away the ball twice in a row, all from Mo Mengchen's defense. He stood dizzy and did not know what to do.
Jordan sneered: "Now?"
Master Zen murmured: "When did his defense become so good?"
"People will change, Phil!" Jordan walked to the sidelines, waiting for the next dead ball to play.
The Zen Master did not stop him. He had to admit that if Jordan never played again, Mo Mengchen had the ability to pull the score to a number that would allow them to give up the game because he was already doing so.
"Can't you sit still? I look up on you." Mo Mengchen said regretfully.
Jordan's face was sullen, and his black, charcoal-faced face was murderous: "Wash your neck and wait!"
Bobby Jackson served Mo Mo Chen, but Mo Mo Chen did not hold the ball and returned the ball to Jackson.
"I am in position 2. You are in position 1. You decide how to play."
After talking, Mo Mengchen walked to the side and met Harper after a long absence.
Harper said: "It's great to see your defense become so good."
"Is it true?"
"No."
I like your frankness, old and immortal.
Suddenly, Mo Mengchen ran up and made a pick-and-roll with Jackson.
Jackson's opponent was replaced by Harper, who was very strong but slow. He no longer hesitated, forcibly broke through, crossed Harper's defense, came to the basket to attract Winnington's assist defense, and hit the ball beautifully. To Jerome Williams.
Williams picked up the ball like a thunderbolt and smashed the basket with his hands.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!"
He growled.
The audience at the scene went crazy.
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"After Dor.Mo played, they played a wave of 10-2."
"A good player can make a qualitative change in the game."
Mo Mengchen raised his left hand, issued a tactical gesture, everyone began to change the defensive strategy.
Suddenly, from the previous pressing to man-to-man, the bull became increasingly uncomfortable.
Kukoc launched an attack from the outside. Williams followed along, carefully avoiding fouls, and many small moves in his hand, but Kukoc blocked these actions, and the referee did not happen.
These movements caused Kukotci to hit the iron again~EbookFREE.me~Williams got stuck and gave Mo Mengchen the rebound he could get.
Flauses opened his eyes wide, he didn't know how Mo Mengchen persuaded Williams.
Mo Mengchen made a long pass again, but the Bulls fouled their counterattack and Jordan played.
Williams continued to preach his rules of play: "I don't with defensive rebounds!"
Kukotka looked at him with strange eyes, and then scolded in Croatian: "Stupid pig!"
These are not important. What is important is that the true of the bull is forced up.
Mo Mengchen looked at him and smiled: "It's only three minutes before he comes up. Can you bear this old arm and old leg?"
Flying man is extremely confident and rubs his wrist: "Please rest assured, there is still physical strength to kick all your buttocks."