Chapter 825: Idiot who doesn't know how to advance or retreat

At the end of the half, 67 to 52.
The Pistons continued their strong performance. Although this is the first game of the new season, everyone is in good shape, except for Eddie Curry, who has a heavy burden.
At the speed of light in the first quarter, Westphal directly refrigerated his entire second quarter.
Mo Mengchen accepted the half-time interview, expressed optimism about the game tonight, and then turned to the player channel.
When he arrived at the entrance of the tunnel, he saw a strong middle-aged woman shouting on the front railing: "Mr. Mo, I am Eddie's mother. Will he still play in the second half?"
With her figure and her right to move freely in the front row, Mo Mengchen believed her seven points. Although Curry's performance was unsatisfactory, he could not show it in front of the other party's family.
"Yes." He will also come up to commit four fouls.
Curry’s mother said embarrassedly:
Mr. Mo, Eddie is still very young. I’ll trouble you to look after him more.

I'm afraid that my care is too heavy, he can't afford it.
Mo Mengchen nodded gently, then entered the player channel.
He had seen Curry’s mother. At the beginning of the draft, he saw their family on the TV at home. This side made him more impressed tonight, but as a black man, her face turned yellow.
Many diseases about his face turning yellow quickly appeared in his mind.
"Hopefully I am more attentive."
Mo Mengchen entered the locker room, Westphal was talking about the tactics in the second half.
In the second half, Westphal started with Mo Mengchen, Hill, Ginobili, Rashid and Curry.
Compared to the opening start, the center position was replaced by Curry.
Once again, Curry was excited, and both of his big orangutan arms were shaking.
"If you don't want to be scolded by your father, try harder." Rashid persuaded.
"No matter how I do it, he will not be satisfied." Curry secretly glanced at Piston No. 9 standing outside, and he had to confirm that the other party could not hear this sentence, "He just doesn't like me."
Rashid smiled and asked, "Dare to ask what you have done to make Dad like you?"
"I..."
Curry found the wrong person to talk to. Rashid and Mo Mengchen were together. If Jerome Williams was Dor. Mo's most loyal minion, then Rashid was definitely his best eagle dog.
"Give you a piece of advice." Rashid patted the rookie's shoulder, and if he didn't understand it, he would think that this is a highly respected old senior who is educating new people. "Other people's respect, trust, love, and friendship are all earned by strength. Here, even more so in the Pistons, my dad hates idiots, and even more stupid idiots who don’t know how to advance and retreat.
Curry nodded again and again.
"It seems that you listened in, very good." Tianzun Sacred Heart was pleased.
Only, he quickly ate back these words himself.
The Pistons took the lead in the second half, and Mo Mengchen sent Rashid to play Princeton high.
The ball passed Rashid's hand first, the other positions moved quite fast, and the Blazers' defense line was extremely confused because of their running position.
In an instant, Mo Mengchen ran a three-point chance on his left foot, Ginobili ran out of the ball and broke the opportunity on the right, Hill slipped the bottom line and cut to the trailblazer's big rear.
Three opportunities!
Rashid chose the most difficult one-give Curry the ball.
His passing intention was too obvious. The African mountain saw him. The Trailblazer immediately steals and then counterattacked. The flying squirrel rushed up quite quickly. Mo Mengchen standing at the bottom corner is the farthest player from him, even if he is chasing back at full speed. It is also difficult to catch up.
54 to 67
"Rookie, what the is wrong with you!" Rashid is preaching to Curry—as an old bird, he should know how to shirk his responsibility to the rookie who has no responsibility at all.
How can Mo Mengchen look at him for fueling this crooked evil spirit?
"Shut up for me, that bad pass can't even pass our future!"
Curry's touching lasted only three seconds, because the appearance of the second half of the sentence made him want to cry with Tianzun, who is sympathetic to the same disease.
Mutombo's influence spread to both ends of the offense and defense. First, the defensive steal Rashid passed the ball, and the offensive end took the initiative to carry Curry. He turned over and showed the famous zombie hook to continue to narrow the points.
"hateful!"
Curry has learned how to turn off hearing, and subjectively does not want to hear any sound.
He rushed to the frontcourt and stuck Mutombo low on the left.
Hill saw his determination, disregarding Mo Mengchen's objection, and let the others pull away and hang the ball in.
"Eddie Curry and Dikembe Mutombo, OneohOne!"
I really have no way to take this idiot.
Mo Mengchen reluctantly accepted Hill's tactical gestures and rushed to his side to make a ball-free cover.
Hill quickly got rid of Wells, and his figure was more terrifying to Stoudemire than Mo Mengchen, and the flying path of the flying squirrel was broken by Duke Devil.
Curry was not in a hurry to attack, he saw the tactics outside, and also found that Hill had got rid of the defender and went straight to the basket from the middle.
People move the ball and coordinate.
It is often more advantageous for a small man to take advantage of a big man, a smart man to take advantage of a fool, or a running one.
"Eddie Curry is flashing!"
He didn't even touch Mutombo in his back, and suddenly threw the ball up, just in the hands of Hill, who took the ball in the air and scored smoothly.
Seeing Curry's performance, Rashid couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart and wanted to perform.
The result was counterproductive.
He wanted to make a foul, and he did hold his position, but the referee did not recognize the account and gave him a blocking foul.
"Are your eyes stuck in shit?" Rashid burst.
Ok? Mo Mengchen and Hill looked at it together.
If you can't stop the roaring Tianzun for the first time, then things are irreversible.
"You fucking..." Rashid rushed to the referee, fighting for his legal rights in the most legitimate way in his opinion.
The referee cannot allow someone to ride on his head and chase two Ts on the spot.
"My Fuckkkkk!!!"
Tianzun roared just wanted to discuss life with the referee. On this special day, the Pistons played their first game in the Imperial Axis Arena; on this special day, the fifth championship flag of the team history was lifted off; on this On a special day, when the team boss, sponsor sponsors and advertisers were all present; on this special day, under the watchful eye of an alliance executive headed by David Stern, was there a scandal that attacked the referee on the spot?
Mo Mengchen grabbed Rashid, violently tossed aside, his face roared with anger, "You've been evicted, now get me down! You stupid guy who doesn't know how to retreat, and who has never been taught!"
"I am I..." Tian Zun full of grievances and who said more?
Dor.Mo sullenly said: "Get off!"
Rashid retired. In the boos of the audience, this is a tribute to the fans.
Eddie Curry was dumbfounded.
"Dad hates idiots, and even hates idiots who don't know how to advance and retreat.
Well, he actually listened to the stupid advice of the stupid who didn't know how to move forward and back, and he didn't change.
Does this mean that he is a more hopeless idiot?
"I like this guy!" Lambir laughed. "He was just like me back then, bohemian, pursuing fairness and justice, opposing all unequal treatment in the world, I like him! I really like him!"
Vinier Johnson couldn't help it anymore: "You can say a few words, the guy you like is not going to end well!"
"Like Larry Bird?"
Well, he was beaten on the face by his elbow.
"Or Karim Jabal?"
Yes, twice in the finals, Lambiel waved countless dark elbows towards Jabal's stomach.
"Buckley, I like Buckley the most!"
Yes, Flying Pig pursued justice. After being secretly counted, he chased Lambier in full and it was a tie.
All in all, what Lambir likes usually doesn't end well.
Rashid was expelled and the Pistons had to substitute.
Brad Miller came on the court and formed a double-high inside with Curry. Two pure centers were present, which had advantages and disadvantages.
The advantage is that the Pistons can play Princeton as much as possible, the disadvantage is that when Webber pulls to a high shot, Curry and Miller are difficult to pull out to defend.
The Trail Blazers made two technical foul shots and then had the ball.
In the first round against the Pistons, the Blazers decisively exploited their defensive vulnerabilities.
Weber came to the high post to get the ball.
He shook his head a few times in a pretentious manner, making sure that the two of them couldn't really escape, so he threw open his hand.
"The two are hard to coexist." Westphal saw the problem.
"Yes, they have different styles and characteristics, but Eddie hopes to become a dominant center of offensive and defensive integration, just takes time."
"No matter how you look, Brad and Eddie need a strong defensive power forward partner."
"Not only do you have to be tough on defense, you have to be able to play Princeton."
Speaking of this, Westphal was angry: "We have power forwards who can play Princeton with defense, but he is sulking in the locker room!"
After hearing that, the assistants didn't dare to laugh, they could only continue to watch the game.
Miller and Curry didn't fit defensively, but offensively.
The high position at Miller station and the low position at Curry station can form a high-low cooperation and at the same time make Princeton alive.
Miller consciously showed his pass. He passed a pass that Curry could not send at the current stage. He reached the basket from a high position. Hill took the ball to attract Mutombo's assist~www.mtlnovel .com~ to Curry.
Tan Huaxiu made a dunk and finally scored a broken egg.
"Good shot, Eddie, I am proud of you!!"
In the family section of the front row, a black woman who is significantly stronger than the family members of other players whispered.
Curry also paid tribute to his mother, and was hit a pick-and-roll on the defensive end.
His judgment was wrong and he didn't block his mouth in a timely manner. Not only was he attacked by the opponent to the basket, he tried to save it. After catching up with the opponent, he not only failed to complete the remedy, but also lost an unnecessary foul.
"Positiveness is worthy of recognition." Mo Mengchen pointed his head with his index finger. "But I hope you use your brain more while defending."
Daddy hates stupid people, and even more stupid people who don’t know how to advance and retreat.
Although Rashid himself belongs to this kind of idiot, but Curry remembered this sentence forever, because this is the fact.