Chapter 915: Black for 5 minutes

　　 Chapter 915 Black Five Minutes
　　 "Guys, it's our favorite moment again!"
Westphal stood in front of the players, without any tactics on his tactical board: "In the past four years, we have been forced to this situation numerous times, but it is often us who finally embrace the goddess of victory! The exception is, you are the champions, you are the rulers, now prove to the world!"
　　 The suspension is over, there is no targeted arrangement, just an incentive to raise the air but can not bring about substantial changes.
　　Is this really useful?
　　 "Everyone, don't use the next time to comfort yourself!" Hill shouted, "Take the remaining five minutes as a decisive battle!"
　　Mo Mengchen stood in front, leading the defense to play the heroic Sam Kassel in the past few minutes.
　　 "I'm so glad you finally know how much I can fight!" The aliens squirmed with trash talk.
　　 Those few minutes gave Kassel confidence. It was really difficult for him to get the upper hand in the confrontation with Mo Mengchen, but he was able to fight back with the help of his teammates. This is exactly what happened this round.
　　Mo Mengchen held the ball forward, and Kassel's defense could hardly stop him.
In a blink of an eye, it seems that the chance to score is right in front of me.
　　 Divac is cunning like a fox, he is on Mo Mengchen's only way to wait for his opponent to come, as long as there is contact, he will prove like the world that NBA players also have the possibility of winning Oscars.
　　The attacking time is only four seconds left. At this moment, Mo Mengchen sent the ball in the palm of his hand at an angle that even the players could not see behind him.
　　 outside, Ginobili catches the ball, he is empty by the opponent.
　　Pampas Eagles started shooting, it was a three-pointer.
　　 91 to 88
　　 "Pistons overtake!"
　　 "They seem to have found a way to score."
　　 "But it doesn't matter, the king's momentum is like a rainbow, no one can beat them by attacking at their most comfortable rhythm."
　　 Unless, their opponent is the Detroit Pistons who won three consecutive championships with a running bomb.
　　 The Pistons who succeeded in running, knew the flaws and weaknesses of running, so the King was always restricted when he started, because this is exactly what the Pistons past opponents used to deal with them.
　　 Against the King, the Pistons seemed to have met their younger self. They didn't need any innovation. They only needed to pick up the way their opponents used to deal with them.
　　Mo Mengchen's defense is as tight as an iron net, and aliens have nowhere to go.
　　Hill's ballless oppression made McGrady even have no chance to get the ball.
　　Nowitzki had a chance to get the ball, but his position is not good, there is no threat of attack when taking the ball there.
　　 Bowen and Divac, they are the last hope of the king.
　　The eight-second offense has broken, and the King's offense has five seconds left.
　　 Divac opened Curry, it was an explicit little action, if it did not happen in the center of the sleep train center, he will be fouled. Curry, who was beaten with pain, grappled with his teeth and gave Divac strong interference.
"boom!"
　　 "Yes!" Hill roared, "That's it!"
　　Mo Mengchen grabbed a defensive rebound and Bowen, who was about to foul him, failed to succeed. The basketball flew out of Mo Mengchen's hands and flew straight ahead.
　　 is still Ginobili.
　　 The Pampas eagle spread its wings and flew, this time, there was no obstruction in front of him.
　　 "BOOM!"
　　93 to 88
　　 "The Pistons still have the lightning counterattack of running the team, they have the best counterattack passer and counterpoint in the league."
　　 "In the past minute, the king has not scored a point."
　　 "The point difference is pulled to 5 points again."
　　 And there are only 4 minutes left in the game.
　　 The defense of the Pistons is like bloodthirsty. Mo Mengchen leads the front. If Kassel does not call a pick-and-roll, he will not be able to escape from his current position.
　　 If the pick-and-roll is called, the king can only attack from this point.
　　 Six seconds passed, and soon, the king again violated the purpose of the eight-second attack.
　　 The ball came out.
　　Matti finally got the ball, he broke through Hill's defense in one step, and the explosive power of terror was undoubtedly shown. The moment Devil Mountain's defense fell, Curry looked back. He was ready to rush to block the gunhole, but McGrady's pass had the same threat and he must be careful.
　　Curry took a deep breath as if he could hear Divac's heartbeat.
　　 McGrady scored into the restricted area of ​​the Pistons.
　　 Curry's defense made McGrady give up the offense and scored the ball to Divac next to him. The Serbian grabbed the ball and wanted to end the offense with a slam dunk.
　　 Seeing that the defense is about to succeed, how can we fail? Curry stared at Divac, who had jumped into the air, and jumped with a roar.
　　 He didn't cover Divac, but such a strong jump shot was enough to change Divac's shooting style.
　　 Divac's cunning is not useful here. He can only force himself to attack the rim in an extremely reluctant way. The direct consequence of this is that he shoots out of the basket.
　　'S first reaction to Curry, who has been fully integrated into this game, is to get Divac stuck.
How gratifying is 　　? This is something Eddie Curry has never learned in his career.
　　 Divac also knows how critical this rebound is, but he is firmly suppressed by Curry in addition to making fraud. At this critical moment, he exerted force from behind Curry and pressed it against the young man's thigh to make it fly out of the basket.
　　 "The whistle!"
　　Insidious moves failed to escape the referee's attention and Divac was called for a foul.
　　 "In the past 90 seconds, the king has not scored a point."
　　Curry turned up, and he saw Dor.Mo and Devil Mountain standing in front of him, reaching out to him.
How gratifying is 　　? This high school student who has been questioned for countless times can't support the dynasty's capacity, and finally got a heavyweight recognition.
　　Curry grabbed their hands and slowly got up.
"The next opportunity, the next game, guys, don't take this matter to comfort yourself, we haven't had the next time, nor the next game!" Hill shouted, "Every opportunity, we have to seize; Every game, we have to win! It is shameful to give up, let us win this game!"
　　Because of the next chance and the next game, for those who have given up on them, it is just a waste.
　　Mo Mengchen looked at Hill, and Piston's mother inspired the team in his unique way, and everyone's mental strength filled the whole body at this moment.
　　 Then, the game had three and a half minutes left, with the Pistons leading by 5 points.
　　 "Bruce, go up!" Collins pointed at Mo Mengchen, "stare at him!"
　　Bowen stood in front of Mo Mengchen again.
　　 "You still have 8 points left." Bao Wen said suddenly.
　　He likes to play psychological warfare. In fact, every defensive master is a psychologist. They need to grasp the psychology of the opponent at any time, so as to determine whether his defense has an impact on the opponent.
　　 But Bowen's psychological warfare is a childish play for children in Mo Mengchen.
　　 Curry ran out and took the ball from Mo Mengchen's hand.
　　 "Be careful with Dor.Mo!"
　　Curry and Mo Mengchen handed over the screen to cooperate, the Kings were too familiar, because they played too many times. They will never allow the same trick to succeed in succession in front of them.
　　 This time, Mo Mengchen didn't come back to merge with Curry after the ball was delivered.
　　Curry made a fake move, which was a fake pass pass, in order to reduce the vigilance of Divac,
　　The young man who was just encouraged by Mo Mengchen and Hill now has endless confidence, he wants to end this game.
　　 "Divac eats and shakes!"
　　 The commentary screamed out loud.
　　 That's the last thing they want to see. Divac ate ​​Curry's passing fake, and the defense center tilted aside, and the young genius broke through from the front.
　　 blinked, Curry reached the basket.
　　 Bowen hurried back, and at the moment when he jumped in Curry, from behind him, he gave a fierce force to his little feet.
　　Curry suddenly lost his weight. After practicing gymnastics for many years, he kept his body balanced and dropped the ball, but then he must fall to the ground.
　　 That taste must be uncomfortable.
　　 "Damn dirty dog!"
The teammates on the field saw Bowen's movements clearly. The referee clearly saw them but did not respond. His movements were always so concealed and ambiguous, making it impossible for people to judge. Is that intentional or coincidental? His expression is always so innocent. Until the opponent is irrational.
"boom!"
　　Curry missed a shot and the man fell to the ground. The King's defense was successful-but this is not the result!
Above Bowen, the shadow enveloped him, instinctively turned him around, but then, his face was violently hit by the opponent's lower limb, knocking him out of the basket on the spot-with a whistle-Dor.Mo used The left hand grabbed the offensive rebound that had popped out of the basket and knocked Bowen away with pure impact. Then, the left hand accumulated the strength of the whole body, fierce like a tiger, and it was finalized!
　　 "BOOM~~!!!"
He grasped the basket firmly with his left hand, his arm was bursting out with green bars, cold eyes stared at the painful Bowen, his smile was cold but indifferent. Thank you for reminding."
　　 Away stadium full of 20,000 people, from the mountain tsunami to the silence during the funeral, only a moment.
　　 The scene was quiet.
　　 The fans try hard not to look at the scoring device, it will make them have a deep fear.
　　 "Dor.Mo's buckle..." The commentator said unwillingly, "The score is valid, and there are additional penalties."
　　Mo Mengchen finally landed, looking at Curry sitting on the ground, "If you can still fight, don't lie down and pretend to die."
　　 No matter how mean, Curry's respect for Mo Mengchen can't be weakened. This is his first feeling for Dor.Mo. It's just that when he joined the Pistons, he found that Dor.Mo, which he usually only knew through TV, was not as good as he thought.
　　Reverence becomes fear and hate, and then, complex emotions coexist with the day and night, and from the greatness he has witnessed, it becomes a stronger and pure admiration than before.
　　 "Yes!" Curry stood up.
How gratifying is 　　? He was finally used to Dor.Mo-style "teaching"!
　　Mo Mengchen gave Hill a high-five, and Rashid hit his chest, accepting Ginobili's praise, enjoying the quiet away atmosphere, and coming to the free throw line, happy to find that Bowen was not injured.
　　Elbow strikes, stumbles, and even the impact of rushing to destroy Bowen did not destroy the cockroach.
　　What other reason do we not recognize the authenticity of the sentence that the scourge has left for thousands of years?
　　Mo Mengchen patted the ball gently and threw it.
　　 Individual 43 points.
　　 96 to 88
　　 "beep!"
　　 "The king requested a suspension."
　　 Only 3 minutes and 10 seconds left, and the King was 8 points behind. Of course, Collins couldn't watch the situation deteriorate like a powerless head coach.
　　 He pretends to be a timeout, as if there are some tricks to relieve the immediate crisis, but it is clear that he has no way to play.
　　 His only way is to blame Bowen, to make his defense more fierce.
　　 Bowen's mouth trembles one after another, as if Collins really didn't see Mo Mengchen trying to kill him three or five times.
　　 If it wasn't for his luck, he was injured and left.
　　 But he didn't give up.
　　Bowen suddenly discovered that their head coach might hate Mo Mengchen more than he did.
　　 His hatred for Mo Mengchen stems from the other party's disapproval and humiliation. The other party's ever-higher tone makes him endless hatred, and the other party's rising status makes him jealous. In his view, Mo Mengchen and he are the same kind of person, but why should one stand in the clouds and be loved by the world; one should be placed in Asura's purgatory and rejected by others?
　　The injustice of the world made him angry, and then turned into strong hatred.
　　 But what about Collins? Why does he hate Dor.Mo so much?
　　 He will never understand, he just knows clearly that if he continues to deal with Dor. Mo, maybe he will not kill him until he abolishes the person, the other party will kill him with more ferocious means.
　　 Divac's advice is correct.
　　 "Offensive, defensive, the game is so simple, now go up and blow them up!" Collins screamed, the timeout was over.
　　 The game started again.
　　 The King served the ball and was attacked by McGrady. This is their most reliable point. The average is 30 points per game in the regular season and 32 points per game in the playoffs.
　　 McGrady can afford the name of a superstar, even a superstar. He has the attributes common to all superstars. The more crucial the game data, the more it improves.
　　 the ball is in his hands, the fans on the scene are very at ease.
　　 Even the Maruf brothers feel that their scoring shortage is about to end.
　　 McGrady pierced the outside defense like a flying arrow, Hill was easily broken through, without showing any horse feet.
　　 eager to score, McGrady didn't find how much defense this defense should not appear, he just wanted to score too much.
　　The next second, Mo Mengchen appeared in front of him.
In a panic, McGrady was still awake. The first reaction to seeing Mo Mengchen was to pass the ball to Kassel. This was entirely due to his instinctive reaction. The ball flew out of his hand. The Hill who broke through in one step, Actually stood beside the aliens.
　　 He looked at the ball desperately in the hands of his opponent, and the endless remorse turned into the audience-"Nooooo!!!"
　　 "The Piston's Counterattack!"
　　Hill met the alien's block and passed the ball to Mo Mengchen who ran in front of him.
In the frontcourt, Mo Mengchen had a chance to catch a three-pointer, but he gave up this opportunity and left the undefended large open space not to shoot, as if he did not have a disabled outside line with a three-point shooting ability, he stood on the spot waiting for Bao The civil defense reached him.
　　What does he want to do?
　　 "Dor.Mo intentionally made Bruce catch up?"
　　 "It's crazy, what does Dor.Mo think of the finals?"
　　 "Don't he take Bruce in his eyes?"
　　 was selected to the first defensive lineup of the year, Bowen, and the audience's boos like the tsunami scene, flocked to Mo Mengchen.
　　 "The position opened, Dor.Mo wants to single out!"
　　 "Dor.Movs Bruce Bowen, OneohOne!"
　　 The King who has fallen behind by 8 points must guard against the Pistons' offense. If the points continue to pull apart, they will be greeted by the result of the last five minutes of the crash, which they cannot accept anyway.
How gratifying is 　　? They still have hope!
　　 Mo Mengchen smiled, dribble took a step back, Bowen followed tightly, he didn't dare to give Mo Mengchen even a tiny shot space.
　　 "He wants to come by himself." Hill said.
　　 Everyone backed away, even if Mo Mengchen didn't need much space.
　　 Bowen is like a death row prisoner awaiting execution. He is terrified and frightened, but he knows that he will be defeated but must stand here to meet the other party's attack.
　　 No, I can't sit still!
　　Bowen thought about countless possibilities. He expected that Mo Mengchen would not pass the ball. He had to score 48 points on his head by one-on-one offense, and fulfill his in the second quarter. This is him.
　　 is high above the ground, making opponents like grass and mustards, empty of sight, anger and hate but nothing to do.
　　 Bowen took a step back. This was a fatal mistake. In the eyes of others, his step back could make Mo Mengchen shoot directly, which is exactly what Bowen wanted.
　　 As long as Mo Mengchen dares to pull up and shoot three points, his feet will pad into his footing like a snake coiled on a person.
　　Give me a shot, Australian bastard!
　　 His step back, just gave Mo Mengchen the opportunity to attack, nearly one meter of space, enough to make Dor.Mo send out his full-time explosion that he has not used for a long time.
This step made Bowen's eyes wide open. His defense is already one of the top in the NBA, but in the face of terrible starting speed, no matter how good the defense is, it is only a momentary thing to be destroyed. He finally realized that he took a step back. How stupid was the decision, how could Dor. Mo not know his plan? He is really the stupidest idiot in the world!
The stiff body prevented Bowen from moving ~EbookFREE.me~ He forced himself to move, and as Mo Mengchen seemed to move to the left in an indiscriminate manner, he seemed to be finally able to keep up with the other party's attack, but the falling center of gravity reminded Bowen, his defense will collapse in the next second.
　　 was selected to the first defensive lineup of the year, Bruce Bowen, such as a pilgrim, kneeling on his knees.
　　 "Noooooo~~~!!!"
　　 Even if poor fans stretched the "o" tail for ten minutes, Bowen could not stand up and defend.
　　Mo Mengchen then took a step back, backed out of the three-point line, at the top of the arc, Bowen, who was kneeling on the ground, had two empty eyes, like a walking dead without thought.
　　The basketball in Dor.Mo's hands flew high along his fingers.
　　 "Uh!!!"
　　 The suspense of the game ended in this second, but the King could not give up.
　　 The dilemma of not scoring continues to happen to them like a curse.
　　 In the last five minutes of the game, they couldn't get any points.
　　 From a 88-88 draw to the end of the game, the opponent was defeated by a 20-point difference of 88-108.
　　 5 minutes of scoring shortage is rare, even in the finals is rare.
　　 After many years, the last five minutes of this game are called black five minutes.
　　In the NBA game, if a team does not score for a long time, there will also be commentators who say it "has encountered black for five minutes."
　　 A fiasco that was not a fiasco, and the Sacramento Kings were forever carved into the history of the NBA.