Chapter 496: Please

"Mo, how would you rate Ricky Davis' performance in the second quarter?"
A reporter from EPSN asked Mo Mengchen a midfield question.
Mo Mengchen glanced at the opponent’s brand and confirmed that it was ESPN, so he said:
I wanted to say that this was a surprise, but this was not entirely a surprise. He accidentally injured Chris, which is regrettable. The game should not be such..."
If opponents who had been violent by Momenchen Stadium heard this interview, they might pick up the stool and smash the TV.
"There are ups and downs in the first half of the game. You currently have a 6-point lead. Will this give you more confidence in the second half?"
The reporter asked an official question, and Mo Mengchen had to answer it in an official tone.
"no doubt."
Ricky Davis elbowed and caused Weber's nose injury. The end was the turning point of the game.
After Weber fell to the ground, his teammates went to appease him. This appeasement also happened, and the doom that happened to Weber passed on to others.
They had a four-minute scoring shortage, and when they recovered, the Pistons had led them by 11 points.
Then, Jim Jackson from the bench suddenly emerged, and scored 12 points bravely.
This person's outbreak is not surprising. If his defense can be better, Dunleavy will consider him and Sprewell starting at the same time, but unfortunately, Jackson can cut people, can not prevent being cut by others, and His defensive ability is not good. Although he can cut people to death, he can never do anything. The opponent often picks up the machete he will fall to the ground and chops him into meat sauce.
I thought Jackson was also a good guy when he entered the league. He was the fourth overall pick in the first round, with the super scorer's aura, vigorously cultivated by the Mavericks, but it was a pity that he was jealous with Kidd, and finally ended up being traded. In the contract year, he suffered injuries. Seeing that all the same partners have signed big contracts, he can only take 1.7 million a year. On the team such as the Blazers, the boss spends a lot of money, he has to bear every day. Tons of blows.
It was against this background that Jackson waved his sword in anger, venting his usual depression to the Pistons. It was the so-called knife that would one day be used to slash high-paying dogs all over the world.
After the operation of Jackson, the first half just ended.
This is his favorite rhythm.
When he came up with a wild cut, Dunleavy stopped him from playing in the second half, so that he could not only use his ability to cut his opponent to half death, but also avoid the tragedy of picking up the chopper that was picked up on the ground and chopping him backhand.
Dunleavy felt like Magellan discovered the New World. Maybe he could use Jackson's special training to let him operate in the last few minutes of the second quarter.
He became more and more excited, and then heard the team doctor's first diagnosis of Weber: a broken nose.
Dunleavy's heart was half cold on the spot.
In fact, as long as he thinks about how wicked the Blazers’ team doctor is, he should calmly accept this initial diagnosis, and calmly ask the team doctor to send Weber to the hospital for a scientific examination.
"Brian, you started Chris in the second half, and you have to work hard for his part!" Dunleavy was assigned a task in the dressing room, and he looked upset.
Wasn’t the introduction of Webber to show great ambitions this season? If there is no problem with this diagnosis, then this season is over.
Time quickly ran away, and the second half began.
Weber is away, Rashid is a lot easier.
A glance at Weber's bench, Brian Grant, got heavy again.
Although Grant is not a superstar in Weber's series, it is also a rare tough guy. In addition to the team with star power forward, Grant can start in most teams.
In the Blazers, there is Weber, he can only play off the bench, it is normal to cover up the light, but Rashid knows his ability, they were teammates before, and played many times in the team competition.
At the beginning of the second half, Ben Wallace gave Mo Mengchen a successful pick-and-roll and successfully created a three-point chance.
Mo Mengchen raised his hand and made a three-pointer to hit directly.
Stoudemire looked at the ball that was gently beating on the ground, and suddenly heard Mo Mengchen say: "I'm tired of you having always sent a 179 cm gnomes to defend me."
This sentence is not to say to Stoudemire, Mo Mengchen is facing Mike Dunleavy.
Deng Liwei laughed: "Play your game, Mo."
Stoudemire was furious and broke through Mo Mengchen. He didn't think about why it was so easy this time. He wanted to fight back and let the dog-eyed Dor.Mo take back the words.
Then, a robber-style pinboard hat that roared Tianzun made his offensive end.
Rashid picked up the rebound and passed the whip to Mo Mengchen.
Similar tricks, Mo Mengchen and Rashid have played countless times, they are never bored, they will play such tricks every night.
The process of this trick is basically, Rashid takes the rebound to find Momengchen's pass, and Momongian's ball is not sticky, just a light push on the ball, dialing forward to Alan Houston or Grant Hill.
And tonight, Mo Mengchen aggravated the trick. His hand followed the ball, but he did not put it away. Instead, he grabbed the ball with one hand, turned his wrist, and sent it forward vigorously. It looked like his palm was surrounding After taking the ball, in fact, this is an instant pass after receiving the ball, but from the perspective of the audience, this is the pointless pass of the ball.
"Dor.Mo put angel wings on the basketball!"
The most wonderful part of this ball is that Mo Mengchen controlled the flying speed of the ball. In front, Hill ran faster than the ball. He rushed to the paint area and jumped before the basketball, just received this missile in the air As long a pass as accurate, a swipe up from the right hand.
Only the devil will let such a wonderful cooperation be destroyed at the end.
Hill elegantly catches the ball in the air and writes a perfect stop for this round.
The audience in Torn City was dumbfounded.
This is the most beautiful basketball in the world.
Even if they are difficult to pick out the fault.
Mo Mengchen turned around and passed by Rashid, their elbows encouraged a collision.
"Unbelievably, the tacit understanding between the two is getting better and better." Dumas said in surprise.
In a blink of an eye, the point difference came to 8 points, only one minute passed.
Stoudemire is still fearless. The breakthrough of the last round proved that Mo Mengchen's defense was not unsolvable. He had the opportunity to completely cut the opponent's defense, which is now.
"Flawed defense!"
On the sidelines, Dunleavy growled out: "Oh my god! Can't the guy see that this is a trap?"
How could Dor. Mo, who turned you into an idiot in the first half, suddenly become a road in the morning, did he really think about it?
In exactly the same position, Stoudemire made a layup.
This scene is a bit familiar to Stoudemire. A similar thing happened once a half minute ago.
And then it was like a director who was striving for the lens and thought that the actor had not reached the limit. He needed a performance without any trace of performance, so he decided to do it again.
The big director Stoudemire shot.
Roaring Tianzun did not skimp on his hot pot, came again.
The strength of this nailing cap was too great. Rashid failed to pick up a defensive rebound like the last round. Momo Chen from the outside judged the rebounding point of the nailing. He stopped in advance and took the rebound. , The right hand force to lift the ball from behind.
"What did that man think of the game?"
"His personal concert scene?"
Even more frightening is that fans of Rose Garden cheered for this coquettish pass.
Don't they know that the end of this pass is the opponent's performance?
Of course they knew that they just couldn't help themselves.
The man who ran the fast break this time was Houston. He scored Mo Mengchen's back pass across the court and dunked.
"Dad, you're so mad!" Rashid exclaimed.
Mo Mengchen said stiffly, "Don't tarnish my momentum."
Then he shouted to Dunleavy from afar: "I said, don't let the mentally ill gnome confront me, at least change your mind, please!"
Stoudemire was out of control.
He was about to rush over to give Mo Mengchen an elbow, and Rashid took a look. Was it okay? Quickly came to rescue the driver.
As an experienced fighter, he should know that what happened on the court should not be worried about Mo Mengchen, but his opponent.
Rashid is still too naive.
He wanted to stop the war, but accidentally knocked Stoudemire to the ground.
Mo Mengchen was waiting for Dunleavy to answer him, and suddenly heard the referee whistle behind him.
"Ok?"
Mo Mengchen looked back, and saw that Rashid stood majesticly, while Stoudemire was lying on the ground like a dead fish, with a big letter, and then a pool of blood flowed from his face to the floor, looking Demomon dust almost petrified in the wind.
"What are you doing?" Mo Mengchen exclaimed.
"I...I..." Rashid couldn't wash even if he jumped to the Ganges.
The referee gave him a T on the spot.
"No! Can't you see that I stopped a terrible accident?" Rashid grieved aggrievedly.
Where do the on-site people manage these? This is the Blazers' second player tonight.
Fans instantly forgot the performance moment brought by Mo Mengchen, and the resentment towards the Pistons reached the top. A similar hatred value is only comparable to the night of the 90-year finals defeat by the Pistons.
McAvoy shouted angrily: "The existence of the Detroit Pistons is a shame for the basketball world!"
"It's really regrettable that this happened." Wharton didn't know how to help the Pistons.
Rashid ate a T, but Westphal did not replace him, because he knew Rashid was not out of control, but to prevent the Stoudemire moths from catching fire.
Perhaps not many people can understand what Rashid did, but he does.
Rashid stood depressively, and Stoudemire had been carried down.
Seeing Stoudemire end, the Blazers players looked solemn.
Sabonis, who has always been steady, walked in front of Mo Mengchen and declared: "From today, we are incompatible with you!"
Then they have to enforce the penalty imposed by the technical foul.
John Croti was replaced and he shivered. Although his free throw percentage reached 91%, but he thought of how Weber and Stoudemire got out of the field. He was frightened and afraid. Become the victim of the next blood-spattered stadium.
The hand flicked and the free throw was crooked.
Duang!
Seeing this scene, Rashid, holding his breath, felt deeply that the of basketball, Nai Smith, was in the sky. He laughed aloud and sneered. "Basketball will not lie! Basketball will not lie!"
OHNO!
Westphal turned his back to the past~EbookFREE.me~ could not bear to witness the next scene.
Sure enough, the referee who was looking for the Pistons to quell the angry fans in the frontcourt caught Rashid's move at once, and gave this to a 250 thunder kick (T) that had attracted hatred.
Rashid was handsome for only three seconds, and he got T again in an instant. The two T superimposed and was directly expelled.
Knowing this result, Rashid was like a madman with a rabies attack, shattered his jersey, roared, and smashed it on the ground.
Hill was completely dumbfounded, he was clearly on the field, but he didn't know how this game would become like this: "Mo, what the happened?"
Who knows, Mo Mengchen also has an iron face: "Why do you ask me who my mother asks?"
Counting the two Ts tonight, Rashid has scored a total of 28 Ts so far this season, only four from the record of 32 technical fouls held by Rodman and Barkley in a single season.
As long as you work harder, the new record is at hand!