Chapter 913: Why did you let a waste person guard me?

This is a fierce game. After halftime, the King relied on the powerful firepower output of McGrady and Nowitzki, only 8 points behind the Pistons in good condition.
But Doug Collins was dissatisfied, especially with the team's best defender, Bruce Bowen.
Under his defense, Mo Mengchen scored 25 points, 6 rebounds and 5 assists in the half.
"Do you want him to get 50 points?" Collins snarled at Bowen after entering the locker room.
His attitude was as fierce as a beast, and McGrady and others had never seen Collins show such a face. For Bowen, it was just another hypocritical head coach who took off his mask. He has long been accustomed to polite heads tearing up disguise in the dressing room that no outsiders can see.
Collins was not the first coach to turn him over, nor was he the last.
"His shooting is accurate, I want to rush him inside, but our ability to protect the basket is not enough." Bowen wants to say that it is unrealistic to rely on him to defend himself.
Collins' face was getting ugly: "Are you shirk responsibility?"
Bowen did not answer.
Collins looked somber, and everyone looked at him in amazement, and heard him say, "We all know how Gilbert Arenas fell."
It's what happened in the NBA in the 70s and 80s to let the team's thugs discard their opponents' cards.
Since the merger of the NBA and the ABA, Stern, who is dedicated to pushing the NBA from the United States to the world, came to power. Like the NFL executives who are in charge of fighting, the players are more and more concerned about speed and skills. You can't find your place in the league.
Even Bowen, a player known for his black-footed dirty hands, is still leaning on his defensive ability.
Every player in the room didn't expect Collins to give this order to Bowen.
You know, although this is the King's home locker room, but there are many people, the players may not have news outside, but who can guarantee that the coaching staff or other staff present will not leak the wind?
Moreover, Collins actually instructed Bowen to abolish it?
Could it be that he was instructed by Arenas to be overcast?
McGrady, Nowitzki, and Kassel thought about each other. Collins also found this sentence improper. Seeing everyone's face was low, he cleared his throat and said: "Of course, I don't advocate violence to solve problems."
Hypocritical bastard.
Ten minutes later, the king's half-time meeting ended, they must first return to the court to find a shot.
On the way to the player channel, Divac came to Bowen and said: "Bruce, you better not start right."
Bowen was up and down, and he didn't know what to do.
Right? He hasn’t done it, but the world has seen it.
He was unscathed, but he was humiliated repeatedly, which is too dangerous.
"Why?" Bowen asked. "Do you want me to disobey the coach's order?"
"Man, I want to tell you the truth." The Serbian wants Bowen to put away this set of temptations.
Bowen said: "You said."
Divac walked with him to the field.
"This thing will definitely leak."
"No matter what the way is, there is no indestructible fortress in the world, and our fortress is not very strong." Divac said self-deprecatingly, "Think about it, what is your status? What is the rating of this game? Gao? If you accept the coach's gesture to start with him, how will the league react? How will the outside world react?"
Bowen heard it in shock.
"Take a step back and say, even if you really want to start, are you sure you can succeed?" Divac's tone was a little uneasy besides admonishment, "That's true!"
Their gaze moved to the opposite side together, and Mo Mengchen was shooting from the top of the arc.
64 to 56
This is the halftime score, the Pistons are mainly anti-guests, step by step.
As the referee's whistle sounded, the second half began.
The king who won the ball at the start gave the Pistons the right to start the ball in the second and third quarters.
Mo Mengchen took Curry's pass and urged: "Remember the coach's instructions, don't be angry, that's exactly what the Europeans want to see."
Curry nodded, his emotional control tonight is okay, only two fouls in the half, personal data is 8 points, 6 rebounds and 4 assists.
Each of his assists used his body as a cover and Momengchen's hand-handing coordination. In the first half, Momengchen's hand felt hot. Every time he borrowed his body-handler's handing cooperation, he entered.
Mo Mengchen dribble to the frontcourt, Bowen pays attention to Curry's position.
In the first half, Mo Mengchen played with Curry many times, and Bowen was made sensitive by them. Bowen, unable to focus on Mo Mengchen, did not find that the opponent was ready to shoot.
When Bowen responded, Mo Mengchen's ball had been lifted to his chest and then to the top of his head, but he stepped forward, but the ball was already shot.
"Is this your defense?"
"Uh!"
67 to 56
Mo Mengchen personally scored 28 points.
"Why are you selected for the first defensive lineup of the year?" Mo Mengchen asked sarcastically.
This season, Bowen, who squeezed Peyton into the first defensive lineup of the year, was unbearable by Mo Mengchen, and he took the initiative to step forward and prepare for a intensive confrontation.
His confrontation happened to follow Mo Mengchen's wishes.
Bowen's defensive strength is not relying on off-ball confrontation. His stature is short and thin, and his physical fitness is only generally low. He does not have the excellent bouncing and speed like Scott Pippen plus the arm of a super gibbon, nor the strong body of Ben Wallace like a big chimpanzee. However, he faces elite players in the league every night, those who jump the highest, run the fastest, have the hardest knees, and have the elbows with the thickest arms and the thickest guys.
And he relied on nothing more than insidious deceit and venom, or clever wisdom and strategy.
The true assassin is to face the enemy with no certainty, but can kill the enemy stronger than his own by various tricks.
The angry Bowen is not that chilling assassin.
At this time, the internal battle also became fierce, Bowen indulged in confrontation, did not know how to help the team's offense, McGrady passed the ball to the inside.
At this time, the Serbian elbowed according to Curry's stomach and pushed the ball over.
Curry stepped back, irrespective of his dark elbows, a soldier like defending his homeland, and brown sugar against Diwaz's body.
The Serbian's secret moves have been exhausted, and the next thing is to rely on the real ability. He leaned against Curry's body and turned to hook.
Unable to push Curry apart, his hook was affected by Curry and was shorter.
The ball hit the front edge of the basket and was caught by Curry. Mo Mengchen immediately knocked away Bowen and rushed forward.
Bowen wanted to make a secret move, but what should he do to catch up with Mo Mengchen?
Impossible, he could not catch up with Mo Mengchen.
The distance gradually separated from Mo Mengchen is another evidence that God favors these two people.
Also with a height of nearly two meters, Mo Mengchen's speed is getting faster and faster, surpassing everyone on the field, and Bowen is just like an ordinary person, his speed is not slow, but compared to the one that has rushed Half-time demon, his speed is too close to the people.
Mo Mengchen succeeded in counterattack.
Individual score 30 points, 69 to 56.
The game reached a dangerous point, the King trailed the Pistons by 13 points.
The Pistons thought that the King would continue to rely on McGrady and Nowitzki, but the person who stood out to score at this juncture was Kassel who got rid of Momon Chen.
The aliens have been playing against Mo Mengchen before, and have shown it. Now Mo Mengchen has to deal with Bowen and put Ginobili in front of him. After so long, he found that although the Argentine's defense is tough, he has not Mo Mengchen is so strong.
With so many points behind, Cassell launched an attack.
First of all, the Argentine jumper succeeded.
58 to 69
"Bruce, calm down!" Kassel shouted.
Bowen continued to play against Mo Mengchen, but with a little more caution than before, he began to forget what Collins had told him to focus on the game in front of him.
When he takes it seriously, he does have the league's top defensive ability.
Mo Mengchen can get rid of it by running position, but now it needs other people to exert force.
Hill took the ball and almost broke out with McGrady, forcing a chance to glide for a layup.
The layup was too strong, and the ball rolled three times on the rim and fell outward.
Curry instinctively grabbed the rebound, but his lack of experience, Divac behind the rebound shot out, aliens found.
The alien assisted McGrady.
Tracy McGrady chased three points in the frontcourt.
61 to 69
In a blink of an eye, the point difference was chased back to 8 points.
This is the charm of running the team.
Seeing the big difference, as long as the other party makes one or two small and big mistakes, he can change the unfavorable situation with his unbreakable offensive firepower.
The piston returned his teeth, and Mo Mengchen rounded the cover to catch the ball and hit the ground.
Ginobili took the ball down, attracted the defense and scored outside, Hill stepped on the line for a three-pointer and also hit.
71 to 61
"Slow down!" A few rounds of smooth sailing restored the alien's confidence. He raised his hand and stopped the young and energetic teammates.
Control the rhythm?
Not like. Mo Mengchen analyzed the reason, but there was no reason.
The King is not well-known for his complicated tactics, and there is no tactical literacy in the whole team.
McGrady was attracted by his offensive ability, holding the ball to force the Pistons to sandwich, Nowitzki took the opportunity to expand outward. The German got a good offensive opportunity, McGrady scored the ball, and then hit three points outside.
64 to 71
"This is the Kings favorite rhythm!"
"As long as you fight like this, the 7-point gap is nothing!"
The Kings, playing more and more smoothly, defended the Pistons for two consecutive rounds~EbookFREE.me~ but their offense was also strongly blocked by the Pistons.
Two minutes passed and neither team scored.
The King wanted to guard against the Pistons' third round.
The whole defense is impenetrable, I really can't think of a team with such a bad inside defense, can also make such a defense.
It was almost a 24 seconds. The piston finally passed the ball to Momenchen's hand.
Mo Mengchen flicked to the right, but started to dribble to the left with a one-stop stop. Bowen, who was flying, was powerless to interfere with his shot. He shot a three-pointer with his left hand. With the red light on, all fans prayed in their hearts.
If prayer really works, then churches all over the world should be overcrowded all the time, because there are so many mediocre people in this world who have dreams but no execution.
"Uh!"
"Doug, why did you let a waste person guard me?" Mo Mengchen said while walking.
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