Chapter 490: Breakup should be decent

Henry Ford Training Center
Mo Mengchen is fully equipped. In this era, few people would train like this. His equipment is very eye-catching.
He is doing some reversing movements that others rarely see under heavy load on the upper limbs. Some people recognize a certain movement, such as-inandout reversal (one-handed dribble reversal), from the street, and Mo In addition to practicing the inandout direction, Mengchen also combined a crossover step, a hip cross step and a dribble cross step behind.
He hopes to increase the rhythm of the dribble with a variety of cross steps, as much as possible in the actual combat.
He now has an overall rating of 82 points. To speak of weakness, tossing and turning is that the body is not strong, the explosiveness is mediocre, the lack of sustained and effective offensive skills, and it is very dependent on the shooting feel.
The horror speed that does not match the height is a variation point of him. If he does not have a feeling, he will use the speed breakthrough, but in order to protect himself, he will not take a large number of rapid breakthroughs in the regular season, it is a crime against the knee.
Mo Mengchen does not have skills similar to "steel knees", so he has to cherish his knees that are not hard.
When training, he was very focused and did not think about other things unless he was disturbed.
Hill particularly likes to disturb his training. I don't know if it is intentional. Every time he appears, it is just when Mo Mengchen is about to immerse in training.
He is here again.
"You better have a reasonable explanation." Mo Mengchen grabbed the ball in one hand and looked at Hill with a bad expression.
If the opponent on the field saw the expression of Mo Mengchen, the metropolis was thrilled. Hill has been used to this expression in the past four years and is not afraid.
Devil Mountain said: "We want to organize a 3V3 match, are you interested?"
Anyway, his training rhythm was also destroyed by Hill. If he couldn't breathe out on this guy, it would be too uncomfortable to hold it forcibly.
"Yes." Mo Mengchen removed the training facility and returned it to the training team, followed by Hill.
Hill asked, "What is that?"
"Simulation combat training equipment." Mo Mengchen said.
Hill still cannot accept this kind of instrument that can simulate actual combat. The older generation thinks rigidly that there is no instrument that can simulate actual combat.
However, research results show that everything can be simulated in the future.
Simulating NBA-level actual combat is even easier.
The 3V3 match, plus Mo Mengchen, a total of six people.
They are Mo Mengchen, Hill, Houston, Rashid, Brad Miller, Ricky Davis and Louis M. Lall.
Mo Mengchen's teammates are Houston and Miller.
Two rookies are paired with four starters. This is a script to accompany the prince.
At the beginning of this matchup, Mo Mengchen used his training results against Hill. He started an inandout change of direction, shifted back and forth like a ball with a single hand, and suddenly stopped, a quick crotch. Cross-pull back, the ball speed is like the wind, but the speed of the body is not fast, because Mo Mengchen's explosive power is very mediocre, but relying on the rhythm of the dribble, he got rid of Hill.
Hill is well aware that once his defensive position is breached, he can't prevent Mo Mengchen.
Than speed, except for those small guards who are famous for speed, no one is Mo Mengchen's opponent.
Mo Mengchen rushed like a flying arrow and scored a layup.
"Grant, I didn't expect you to be slower than Brad." Mo Mengchen's words ignored the enemy and killed him on a large scale.
Miller was very hurt.
Hill smiled, but not the pacifist smile of hello, hello, everyone, but the bloodthirsty smile before fighting back.
Hill clearly can pass Mo Mengchen in one step, deliberately slowing down in two steps, Miller can't prevent it, can only make Hill dunk.
Hill smashed the ball and said to Mo Mengchen after landing: "Your defense is no different than before."
The competitiveness of these two people determines that this is a high-quality three three match.
Westphal watched in shock from the side, even if the intensity of the team's internal game is very large, how can the entertaining three or three confrontation be so intense?
This is indeed quite unexpected.
Mo Mengchen didn't mean to maintain high intensity at any time, but he was distracted by Hill training just now, and his heart was uncomfortable. It was here that he vented his anger.
Although it was the third and third half games, Mo Mengchen also wanted to win.
In the last few balls, he stopped and gave the ball to Miller.
At the free throw line, Miller ran against Rashid, and two clever big men ran against each other.
"I don't want to lose." Rashid said to Miller.
Miller said, "Me too."
The other two are moving, because there are only two people, and they can defend well. Now, it depends on who has a more wicked position and Miller's passing technique.
Suddenly, Miller found Mo Mengchen finger sky.
Not a good opportunity.
Miller believes that if the ball is passed out like this, Mo Mengchen cannot receive the ball even if he receives the ball in the air, his physical fitness is not so strong, and once it cannot be ended in the first time, Hill’s defense will let him in It's hard to move under the basket.
Of the three 98-year rookies on the team, Mo Mengchen likes Miller the most and gives him autonomy repeatedly during the game. Miller is very grateful for this.
But he is not an idiot on the face of the nose. The boss can afford you. That is your blessing. You can’t be petted. Mo Mengchen wants the ball. It must be passed. If this pass fails to help the team score, Miller had to rush to raise his hand to signal that it was his mistake.
This is the basic literacy of a sensible rookie.
Miller still underestimated Mo Mengchen.
No one expected to see a world-class cooperation in a three-three match.
Mo Mengchen took the ball in the air and immediately took a shot. His ball was not thrown to the basket, but was shot outside the three-point line. Seeing Miller's pass, Ricky Davis relaxed the alert and the basketball flew to Houston. Hands.
Houston stood outside the three-point line and made a shot.
Mo Mengchen won the match point.
"Ricky, are your eyes blinded by shit?" Rashid growled.
Davis dared not anger or speak, this ball is indeed his pot, completely leaking people.
A world-class cooperation broke the opponent's momentum. Hill's breakthrough was disturbed by Miller, the draw was missed, Mo Mengchen took the rebound and passed Houston.
Davis, whose mentality completely collapsed, lost his defensive power and was rid of a dribble by the king of the cast. It must be known that it is Alan Houston, a guy who hardly dribbles in actual combat.
He got rid of Davis and made a jumper.
As soon as the game was over, Rashid spurted at Davis: "You defense just like shit, more generous than Wells Fargo. I won't team up with you next time. Now!"
"Your defense is a shit!"
"Don't say that," Mo Mengchen wants to help Davis? That's impossible, he just wanted to stop Rashid's insults on dung. "Shit can also be used as fertilizer. Ricky's defense will only make people angry."
Rashid is more and more like Ma Mengchen's Ma Zai.
Hill looked at the lost Davis and couldn't help laughing: "Forget it, Ricky just didn't do the final defense well. It's my fault. I should change defense with him."
Rashid did not want to listen to his rhetoric.
My mom is doing good again, everyone can tell.
"Mother, if you don't let this guy know how bad that defense is today, how can we expect him to defend others on the spot?" Rashid said unobtrusively, "He can't even prevent All's ball breakthrough !"
(Note: All is the abbreviation of Alan Houston. Alan:)
Houston doesn't like to hear this sentence. What does it mean that "he can't even prevent All from breaking through the ball"?
"Rashid, do you think my ball is terrible?" Houston asked.
Rashid said broadly: "Everyone on earth knows."
"Fart! I'm hidden!" Houston angrily wanted to prove to himself.
Rashid just got it right. He couldn't prove to himself: "Otherwise why do you only have running tactics?"
Face to face, Houston ran to Westphal on the sidelines to apply for a ball-holding tactic.
Westphal was very happy to use three hours to explain to Alan Houston why he wasn’t allowed to hold the ball. He had enough patience to let Houston realize that it wasn’t that he didn’t hold the ball. Great person, he can let Houston not hurt, but also accept his words.
As a result, Houston did not have this patience, just said: "Long live, I still don't want to hold the ball."
The chaotic training hall can't see the game tonight.
Tonight, they will face the fourth visiting opponent, the Cleveland Cavaliers.
This Cavaliers card is Sean Camp, but today Camp is not the familiar Griffin of the 1990s. Because of the lockout season, he is obsessed with alcohol~EbookFREE.me~ I drank the beer belly and couldn't fly anymore.
The most outrageous thing is that he destroyed his talent with one hand, and used two seasons to prove that even without that beast-like physical quality, he can still get 20+9 data on average per game. .
Camp, who ate himself as a pig, left another chance for the NBA.
It is a pity that nothing can be changed. After all, Kemp, who is flying away, is gone. Tonight, the purpose of the Cavaliers is not to win, but to walk out of the Palace of Auburn Hills decently at the end of the game.
Because everyone knows that breaking up should be decent.
As a result, the two sides played a very happy game.
The joy of this game is that Rashid and Camp have a contradiction. On the spot, they punched each other, and the audience greeted Rashid and Camp who were expelled by the referee.
The Cavaliers, who were already lacking confidence, had more difficulty fighting the Pistons after losing Camp.
In the end, they lost the Pistons by 28 points.