Chapter 390: Pretentious

Hill shot a three-pointer from outside.
It is not wise to choose such a shot method when the team is behind, and his teammates are not optimistic about the result of this shot.
No surprise, Hill's three-pointer stiffly hit the front of the rim and popped out quickly. Both insiders did not predict that this was a long rebound.
Mo Mengchen is very good at capturing the trajectory of long rebounds. He has a pair of sharp eyes, which gives him an advantage over others in grabbing the offensive rebounds.
"Don't think about it!"
Elder Dale Davis's defense is shrouded. As the only person with hair on his head in the Pacers' starting, I don't know if he will feel the pressure.
Mo Mengchen didn't plan to bump into him, he held the ball with both hands and swung down Davis' waist extremely slowly.
Davis's first reaction was that Mo Mengchen wanted to pass the ball to the inside. He looked back nervously, saw nothing, and then heard the audience booing him.
why? Why should I boo me so hard?
Because he is too stupid.
Such a tall figure failed to match his brain, and Mo Mengchen slammed the western-style waist-down fake pass successfully deceived his attention.
As Davis turned his head, Mo Mengchen stood up and jumped back.
He made a perfect fake, but unfortunately close shots are not his strengths.
His mid-range and three-point attributes all have at least 60 or more passing points, but he has only 52 attributes for short-range shots. This goal is really difficult.
Anyhow.
39 to 45
The Pistons are still 6 points behind.
"The closer to the basket, the higher the shooting percentage. I hope you understand this."
Mo Mengchen hopes that in the next time, Hill can give up those unrealistic delusions and hope that one night will suddenly become a perfect three-pointer.
Hill said that his face turned red and his expression was embarrassing: "I have a dream!"
"I have too." Mo Mengchen said.
His dream is that one day he won't have to worry about it anymore. There are a lot of things on the team that are annoying enough. If Hill still has to shoot a 3-pointer all day, he is worried about his life.
Mo Mengchen grabbed an offensive rebound and scored a beautiful goal, the Pacers countered faster.
Mullin ran out of the three-point line with the large force, and Mark Jackson made a lateral pass. If such a pass is passed under the opponent's alert, the chance of being interrupted is very high.
Hill was unprepared, not to mention that Mullin deliberately ignored his running teammates in order to humiliate him. Under his defense, under the pressure of seemingly impossible scoring, he jump shot.
This is a 3-pointer!
Hill glared, Mullin's shot was his dream.
A soft shot feels like a woman who has just washed her face, and it feels like she has touched her heart, but his feel is invisible.
"Uh!"
48 to 39
"Chris Mullin used his shot to let Grant Hill see the gap between the two!"
"Yes, the left hand God is not old!"
Hill has nothing to say. In this situation, he can only return his color through a face-to-face attack.
In terms of shooting, it is not as good as Mu Lin's recognition, but compared with the offense, he averaged 42.5 points per game in the first two games. He admits that he will not lose to anyone.
"Tao Caisheng is angry," Buckley said off the court.
Hill turned his back on the card with great fanfare, and Mullin kept hiding in corners that the referee couldn't see. He kept making small moves. These small moves were fouls, but he didn't make much effort and had little impact on Hill.
Mullin's first two games were not so guarded, Hill still has a score of 40+, such as drinking water, easily cut.
His position is about to live, only waiting for the ball to come.
Mo Mengchen hung the ball in, Hill first pushed up the line, then turned around and went down the line, beyond Mu Lin's explosive power to help him occupy a defensive position, a strong upheaval, and scored on Schmidz's assist defense.
41 to 48
Hill began to recover his feelings gradually, which was good news, but Mullin also left.
Tonight and now, Mullin made five of seven 3-pointers and scored 15 points, all from the outside.
This kind of feel has nothing to do with defense. As long as he is given the ball, he will shoot at the gap, and he will not be able to give it to him.
"You seem to care about others?"
Jackson said to Mo Mengchen.
"People who have been deprived of the right to use the ass, please don't speak." Mo Mengchen's rigid words made Jackson want to go underground.
Jackson, who was born in New York, was also a very popular early, full of streetball style gorgeous guard. The older he was, the more useful his buttocks were. He made countless moves to please the fans, but he could not shake the game. The game was gradually abandoned by him. Falling in love with his own ass, in love with his purpose, for many years, he has used his big to rule every opponent.
But for the first two games of the Pistons, it was supposed to be a good time for him to beat Mo Mengchen and make a lot of credit for the team. As a result, he played 8 backs in all two games and hit all the irons, even one foul.
Can't find the rhythm of the backplay can no longer be an excuse. According to the statistics of the team, most of his offensive irons are converted into piston counter-attacks. The remaining part is still stopped by other people's fouls. The opponent's fast break.
After Game2 ended, Bird had a meeting of players and clearly abolished Mark Jackson's tactics of eating Mormon dust on his back in the next game.
This news did not know from who's mouth, and was used by Mo Mengchen. This is the so-called "deprived of the right to use the buttocks".
Jackson felt humiliated, but he did not dare to go against Bird's arrangement, even if there were thousands of unwilling in his heart, he must honestly connect the whole team according to the needs of the team.
It was at this time that Miller had just finished running and received the ball. Mo Mengchen stepped down the hill and forced to grab the ball, taking the ball from Jackson.
Jackson’s useless back protection is the key reason. Although his big can’t do anything with Mo Mengchen, it is more than enough to use the protection. Unfortunately, he is thinking about passing the ball without thinking that his opponent is a preemptive player. The verdict can steal 2.6 per game.
Mo Mengchen chased the ball ahead.
In order to cover up his strength, he usually does not use strength to target his opponents. 90% of steals come from pre-judgement. Unless the opponent is too short, he will never use the height and strength to crush the opponent.
He hopes that his opponent still has the old impression of him and thinks that he is an enterprising person who has reached the upper limit. This is the best.
The more they take it for granted, the greater the loss.
Mo Mengchen made a layup to help the team chase the difference to 5 points.
Bird looked at the time, there were only two minutes left in the first half, there was no need to pause, as long as he survived this period, he had another arrangement in the second half.
Murin again?
Mo Mengchen saw God's left hand standing on the outside line, and Schmidz and Davis did not enter the inside line, the two are ready to cover.
They seem to want to play Mullin, but is it really that simple?
This intention is too obvious.
Obviously unreal.
No, not Mullin.
Mo Mengchen boldly stepped forward and wrapped around Jackson, and now he is no longer hidden. The Pacers have seen his bottom line, and the Bulls know that his power is far more than before.
At this moment, Mo Mengchen is like a beast that suddenly unlocked the seal. The sudden rush made Jackson have a game that has been played to the last ten seconds. They lead, and the opponent only wants to feel the steal.
Mo Mengchen is so forced, the Pacers' offense will also be problematic, because they are not sure whether Jackson can pass the ball.
The tactics were interrupted.
Miller stepped forward angrily, handing over the ball from Jackson's hand.
Miller, who was angry, saw hair in his heart. He patted the ball and suddenly stepped forward. Mo Mengchen's defense did not keep up, because Davis's pick-and-roll locked him firmly.
This is a good pick and roll.
Miller got a gap, Jerome Williams' defense was too slow, the former made a three-pointer.
"Fuck you, this ball is there!" Miller yelled.
His saliva sprayed on Williams' face.
The situation is pressing, Williams can no longer take care of this matter, he looked back, but saw that the three-pointer in the sky is flying higher and higher.
Knicks fans must be familiar with such a shooting arc.
Miller used this ultra-high arc three-pointer to insert the knife into their hearts again and again.
"Uh!"
The goal is scored!
Miller listened to the audience's call, his arms spread out, as if a with wings.
Williams just wanted to admit to Mo Mengchen.
"Don't blame you, my fault." Mo Mengchen interrupted him. "I should have expected a pick-and-roll."
In this era, the concept of changing the defense every time a pick-and-roll is not popular, because the rules are different from the later, most teams would rather give up some positional advantages and insist on man-to-man, and will never change defenses unless absolutely necessary.
The power of the dislocation advantage in this era is far greater than in the later small ball era.
Williams stopped talking and picked up the ball on the ground and sent it to Mo Mengchen.
"I don't know why you guys are so trouble shooting a three-pointer."
Mo Mengchen made his teammates ready to return to defense after halftime. He turned into a ball-sharing black hole. This round, he would not pass the ball.
His voice is extremely loud, just like a metal singer, nine other people on the field heard it, and the fans in the front row also heard most of the words.
"What are you talking about?" Miller asked.
It is more than one meter away from the top of the arc.
Mo Mengchen stopped, Jackson had a bad hunch and was about to defend.
I saw the ball in Mo Mengchen's hands shot like lightning.
"Irresponsible shot!"
The commentator at the scene was shocked.
The ball has not reached the highest point, Mo Mengchen has turned.
"Uh!"
The square is silent.
Mo Mengchen ran back to the backcourt, and the Pacers' bench was nearby. Mo Mengchen said to Bird: "Isn't it just a three-pointer?"
Bird watched countless people ~EbookFREE.me~ Such pretending young people still saw it for the first time.
He couldn't express sympathy for Mo Mengchen, because it was his team that insulted him.
At this point, Bird finally knew what kind of psychological journey those people who watched him pretend to have.
Are these temperless? Beat him!
Byrd was unhappy, he had a price to pretend to be, especially before he achieved fame and established his status in the rivers and lakes, he was beaten because of pretending to be successful, but his teammates, each with a good temper, died.
No matter how Mo Mengchen is an All-Star player. (Existing honor)
All-Star? What it is?
The Celtics bench he brought back was seated in the top fifty!
In this regard, he was beaten for two days because of pretensions.