Chapter 125: Sweep ancient records into the historical garbage dump

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Yes, the cards are not played according to the routine.
The strategy of dealing with Van Gundy's routine had already been planned by Old Brown, and he arranged for his disciples to execute it.
But Qin Xiong's failure to play cards disrupted Brown's thinking and disrupted his thinking.
The orange basketballs were flying in the palace of Auburn Hills, like a heavy hammer hitting the old heart of Old Brown.
Qin Xiong made the right bet!
Looking at the silent palace of Auburn Hills, he felt that he should come here from time to time, not only to combat the arrogant arrogance of the fans, but also to disrupt the defensive rhythm of the Pistons.
Rhythm is invisible and intangible, but it exists and is vital.
The Pistons compressed the Heat's offensive space with an invisible rhythm, and Qin Xiong used an unreasonable three-pointer to tear away the breathless depressive breath.
With 1 minute and 28 seconds left, Old Brown called the audience to time out for the last time. He planned to make the last fight to see if he could restore the Pistons' decline.
Van Gundy also made personnel adjustments, replacing Haslem, who had a low free throw percentage, and the Pharaoh who had a good touch on top. In this way, the players on the Heat will become Qin Xiong, Jones, Odom, Pharaoh, and Grant.
In this way, the defense is weak, but the Pistons dare not hack people casually. Now that the Heat are leading the Pistons by 7 points, as long as the rhythm is controlled, the balance of victory has tilted toward the Heat!
The Pistons also replaced.
The score fell behind, the offensive big Ben was replaced by Larry Brown, and the offensive Collis Williams replaced Big Ben.
The players from both sides returned to the court, and Billups took advantage of Okur's screen to throw away Qin Xiong and attack the inside with the ball.
Odom released Prince and rushed forward.
Billups didn't stick the ball, so he changed hands to Prince. Prince almost controlled the shot when he received the ball. He took a step to find the rhythm, but the old Wang immediately jumped up and completed the transition with Odom.
The opportunity is fleeting, Prince finds the offensive rhythm, but the shooting opportunity is let go.
In the face of the energetic Pharaoh, Prince still wants to choose singles.
Pharaoh hasn't played well in the NBA in recent years, and he was underestimated by Prince.
Prince continued to dribble the ball and slammed into the penalty area. Lao Wang turned around a little slower, but he did not give up because Odom ran over to block the eye.
Prince had a physical collision with Odom in the air for a layup. He protected the ball for the first time and then looked for a layup opportunity in the air.
Again, the opportunity is fleeting!
The moment Prince dodges Odom to prepare for a layup, Lao Wang turned around and rushed forward, with a move of Dapeng spreading his wings to make Prince a clear-cut hat!
Pharaoh gave Prince a big hat!
Qin Xiong rushed forward to pick up a backcourt rebound, protected the ball and then slowly moved forward.
Billups's heart was irritated, and the corners of his mouth were blistering. Seeing Qin Xiong's slow dribble, he was so angry that he just started all sorts of small movements.
Qin Xiong handed the ball to Jones and let the experienced old Jones organize the team's offense, while he ran without the ball, which involved the Pistons' defense, creating opportunities for his teammates.
Old Jones is much more stable than Qin Xiong, at least he doesn't always make mid-line three-pointers and super long-range three-pointers.
With a calm and sophisticated breath, Jones protected the ball and his teammates played pick-and-rolls, looked for screens, and most importantly... drag the time!
Time is on the Heat's side, the longer it drags on, the faster the Pistons die.
The ball was passed back and forth in the hands of the Heat, and the Pistons pounced wildly under the leadership of Billups. He did not hesitate to press on the whole court and gradually suppressed the Heat.
The ball was switched back and forth, and Qin Xiong received a pass from Grant after getting rid of Billups. He didn't pause, didn't adjust the rhythm, and raised his hand to make a three-pointer.
Collis Williams' hand swept from the side, not touching the basketball-the basketball had already taken off, but swept to Qin Xiong's fingertips.
Qin Xiong lay down and slid out two or three meters on the smooth floor.
Beep beep!
The sound of basketball entering the net did not come, but the sharp whistle from the referee rang.
Shooting foul, three free throws!
Williams was struck by lightning and gave Qin Xiong three free throw opportunities at a critical moment. Does the Pistons have any hope of winning?
He wanted the referee to reason, and Billups grabbed him from behind. At this time, asking the chief referee for theories is not to save the referee's face and make it difficult for the referee?
It's okay for Williams not to go to theory. If another technical foul is added by the referee, wouldn't the Pistons die unjustly?
Qin Xiong stood on the free throw line blankly.
Although Williams was indignant, he didn't know what he was muttering.
But Qin Xiong selectively ignored it.
Finally, he was taken care of by the referee, and he had to finish the free throw first.
Adjusting his breathing and rhythm, Qin Xiong relaxed his mind.
The referee threw the ball over from the baseline, he received the ball and hit the ball, widening the point difference to 10 points.
Only 35 seconds left.
Auckland.
There is no game tonight, McGrady turned on the TV early. The Magic fulfilled the Heat's 18-game winning streak and were nailed to the pillar of shame; now the Heat challenge the Pistons away from home, as long as the Pistons lose, Magic and themselves will not stay on the pillar of shame for long.
With this thought in mind, McGrady watched the game at Palace of Auburn Hills nervously.
However, when the TV screen showed only 35 seconds remaining in the game, McGrady was stunned.
If the Pistons can quickly make a wave of unparalleled attacks in just 35 seconds~EbookFREE.me~ it might not be able to beat the Heat.
The shame column is not important anymore!
McGrady looked at the screen quietly for 35 seconds. He felt that his soul was called by the Lord...
What can be done in 35 seconds?
The Pistons don't know what McGrady thinks, they are desperate anyway. Even with the shark-slashing tactic, the Pistons can't win the game.
The score difference is too big, the Pistons can't hold their arms and legs!
And the timeout has run out, and Old Brown can't arrange tactics for them, and everything depends on himself.
Without Old Brown's tactics, they naturally arranged three-point tactics for Hamilton, everything was simple and fast, and they tried to throw the ball in the shortest time.
As for whether to make progress, it is no longer within their consideration.
With the help of a teammate's continuous off-the-ball screen, Hamilton received a pass from Billups and shot a three-pointer from the top of the arc.
Cang Dang!
The sound of the collision between the basketball and the basket is like death's sickle, piercing the hearts of the Pistons: over!
As if responding to the Pistons, the voice of the commentator on the TV came into McGrady's ears: "Oh, I can't believe my eyes, it's over, it's over! The Heat won 19 consecutive victories, sweeping the ancient record Into the historical garbage dump. They have gone over the mountains this season, and the other teams will never catch up!"
Snapped!
McGrady casually pressed the remote control switch to turn off the live game screen.
As a result, he already knew, but 35 seconds still lingered in his mind, lingering for a long time.