Chapter 391: It's time to grow up
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You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen
- Silent love
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- 2021-03-02 11:47:08
The Pistons continued to chase points, the Pacers' firepower was not interrupted, and the score in the first half stayed at 53 to 45.
The Pacers bit the game and there was an 8-point difference between the two sides.
At the start of the second half, Hill stepped up against Mullin, who showed his bravery tonight. The best way to stop the opponent's performance is to make him exhausted on the defensive end.
Hill knew that he only needed to open up the space, and he could break through Mullin with a simple start. As a result, he chose a more laborious back hit.
Although Mullin is old, it is mostly manual work against backs, unless his opponent is a player assisted by a collision, such a player usually has an extremely superb low pace.
Hill's low post is very much like Jordan, because he likes to turn over jump shots after continuous back hits, the shooting rate is extremely high, but his footsteps change is not as good as the latter.
Mullin can only spend a lot of physical strength to resist his back, which is also the purpose of Hill.
Consumption of Mullin, let him do his best on the defensive end, until the Pacers' offensive round, his shot will be affected.
Hill's good abacus did not escape his opponent's observation. What he did not know was that a defense against him was taking shape.
During the backplay, Hill found that Mullin focused on the bottom line, which was a fatal defensive error.
Mullin is not a good defender. As we all know, Hill did not take extra precautions. He revolved around this flaw and turned away the center of gravity of the other party. He carried Mullin's veterans and legs and forced to the penalty area to prepare. A hook.
It was then that Dale Davis stepped forward and slammed into Hill's arm.
Mullin also ran into when Hill shot.
It is impossible for normal humans to score in this situation, as is Hill.
They fouled. Hill, who wanted to consume his opponent, was not lightly consumed. His breathing frequency was interrupted. This was only the first round of the second half.
Mo Mengchen saw the changes in him, which was exactly what he was worried about, and the Pacers frantically targeted Hill.
However, he is not the Pistons' main point of attack tonight, at least not in the first half.
Unless they guessed Frause's second half strategy.
Fraises did not give up Hill. In the second half, he made the decision to make Hill dominate the offense, because the previous two games of Devil Mountain cut 40+ data on the Pacers in a row.
In this era, getting such data continuously is no different from the monster.
That's the data that Jordan, Magician, and Bird can only get. Now he can get it, and it's in the playoffs.
Hill made two free throws, 46 to 53.
The Pacers' defense is so against Hill, but the offense is not. Basketball did not move to Mullin who scored 15 points in the first half.
Mullin kept running, flashing left and right, serving as green leaves for others, and making wedding dresses for his teammates. Hill had to follow. When his opponent tried to help Miller create an opportunity to block Alan Houston, a change of defense happened.
The Pistons are not resistant to changeovers, let alone the flanking change and outside changeovers.
Hill chases Miller at full speed.
It can be seen that Miller ran out of the 45-degree three-point line on the left. When he got the ball, Hill was two meters away from him. This distance was enough for him to complete a shot.
Miller lifted the ball, which was extremely irregular, but a personal shot flew out of his palm.
Hill's defense is only one step slower.
"Uh!"
Miller shouted: "This is the gift I gave to you in the second half, let me die, Detroit hybrids!"
Hill's face is not very good-looking: "Reggie, anyway, your words are too much."
"So what do you want," Miller asked contemptuously, "A good student?"
Hill doesn't need to say "give me the ball", Mo Mengchen will give him the ball himself, he also needs to see how this guy is now.
Outside the three-point line, before Hill's attack began, Mullin slowly backed away and opened up space.
They put on an insulting defense that kept the audience screaming.
Hill got the biggest open space a player can get in the game, Mullin put him three and a half meters, almost stepped into the paint area with one foot.
If it was not for now that joint defense was not allowed, he would do so.
"Vote, talented students!"
Miller cried sarcastically.
Hill could not bear it. Such a defense is humiliating, and it is for everyone.
Miller's has already ignited his anger, coupled with this defense, the always warm Duke is a talented person, bearing the name of Duke Blue Devils but with an angelic heart, Grant Hill is angry, really pulling out of the outside. Score.
Mo Mengchen couldn't see the trajectory of the ball. The arc was very flat and most of Hill's shots.
His shooting posture is too forward, and he always makes strong shots by height wingspan and bounce. Such a shot is suitable for the ace one-on-one single-headed and suitable for the middle distance, but if you want to shoot a three-pointer, the ball does not rotate enough, which is not good Score a goal.
This may be the reason why Hill's three-pointers have been poorly practiced, maybe not.
"boom!"
The anger made people ugly. Hill's three-pointer came out of the basket. This was the Pacers' favorite moment. They had to grab a defensive rebound and then fight back.
They got defensive rebounds but failed to fight back.
Mo Mengchen approached Mark Jackson and fouled before he moved his thighs and mobilized the muscles in his buttocks.
Mo Mengchen raised his hand and looked at the referee friendly.
Jackson felt hot in his hand. This was an excessive tactical foul. He was annoyed: "You shameless bastard!"
"There are many kinds of shameless points." Mo Mengchen did not look at Jackson. The veteran who had just been fouled by him on a rogue scale now wished to swallow him alive, "If it comes from the opponent's evaluation..."
Mo Mengchen finally turned his back and smiled like a ghost: "Then I really can't bear it."
Jackson is the most aggrieved player on the field except Hill.
Hill was targeted, both offensive and defensive, and Jackson was targeted to only have the function of taking the ball through halftime.
Although Jackson has never been the team's number one player, he was an All-Star in New York through the influence of the city and the Knicks fan base, but he is a very useful person no matter where he is.
He can do many things on both ends of the offense and defense, instead of being a stuffy porter and bullied defender.
"mark!"
He heard Mullin asking for the ball.
What can he do? Of course it was a pass.
"Poor old guy, you should retire." Mo Mengchen said stingly, "I'm serious."
Jackson growled: "Shut up your mouth!"
Mulingjiu finally got the ball, he can do many things with the ball in his hand.
Everyone regards him as a transitional station, and maybe even Hill thinks so. He has to do some amazing things.
God's left hand is not old.
Mullin turned his wrist and challenged Hill with the best defensive lineup.
No one was optimistic about his heads-up, and Hill, who was angering above, was shining with both eyes, wanting to guard him, so as to smooth his injured careful liver.
"Young people, talent cannot make you invincible."
Mullin finished his sentence and immediately stepped forward to suppress Hill's body.
Hill didn't expect Mullin to attack so decisively, thinking about resistance, but saw him skillfully change direction and opened up the space.
This space is too big for God's left hand.
"Uh!"
"Not old Chris Mullin, he hit a difficult jumper on Grant Hill's head!"
58 to 46
Miller appeared after Mullin scored. His goal was to add fuel to the fire: "Chris, everyone says you are old, but you are not old tonight."
"Whether you are in good shape, or is it something that a person with a reputation that is hard to be true makes you give off a second spring?" Miller's discredit made Hill unbearable.
Talented students asked for the ball loudly.
"Your position is not good!" Mo Mengchen shouted.
Hill shouted: "Just give me the ball!"
Seeing Hill standing outside the three-point line, Mo Mengchen could imagine what happened next.
If you do not give him, it may make him lose confidence, or quarrel with him on the spot, the impact will be worse, the whole team will be affected.
Considering this, even if he gave up this round of entering the trade union, Mo Mengchen also passed the ball.
Even if he didn't like Hill's decision, he still opened the space.
The same is true of others, they have opened up space, only Jerome Williams is ready to step forward to pick and roll.
However, Mullin continued to retreat and was still an insulting defense.
"Vote, talented students!"
"Grant, do you dare to vote?"
Then, the audience chanted: "Vote!"
"cast!"
"cast!"
Under pressure, what good can you expect him to throw?
With this unsure three-pointer, with this pressure, there is no guarantee.
"boom!"
When Hill's shot missed, the Plaza Arena burst out with calls from the Pacers to make a lore. These calls were like ten thousand arrows shooting at Hill at the same time.
Mo Mengchen rushed into the penalty area, rushed to grab an offensive rebound, shook Schmidz, turned a layup and scored.
48 to 58
"At any time, Dor. Mo is the backbone of Detroit."
"He has the leadership temperament that Grant Hill lacks."
Usually ~EbookFREE.me~ Mo Mengchen will tell Hill to let him not be affected by these words, but now he is on the top.
He may be irritated by these remarks, or may be provoked to have a bad view of Mo Mengchen, or he may find that he has brought a lot of negative influences, and may even generate countless self-doubts.
Joe Dumas observed Hill's performance off the court.
It is time for him to become a leader.
This predicament leaves Hill with no retreat. He has nothing but success to fail.
Mo Mengchen can no longer block these external disturbances for him, he has to face these pressures.
This will determine who he is.
It's time to grow up, Grant.
Go bear it, talented student.
Before taking care of everyone, mom must take good care of herself.