The Kansas State Wildcats locker room has never been as quiet as it is today, with no noise apart from the heavy breathing of the players. When Rick Chris pushed the door and walked into the locker room, he thought he had gone to the wrong place.

All the players buried their heads, except for Michael Beasley, who killed everyone in the first half. He glanced at his teammates in the locker room with his natural disdainful eyes, and he didn't know what to say.

"What? Is it so shocked by the other party? We are only five points behind!" Chris suddenly shouted, scaring many people.

"Martins! Tell me, were you scared by that Asian center?"

"No! Me" Martins wanted to say something, but he didn't seem to have any good performance against An Jie in the first half. Instead, his mind was full of scenes of himself being humiliated, so he wanted to speak but stopped.

"Don't worry, they could only widen the gap to five points in the first half, but only five points had already cost them too much. In the second half, all you have to face is the group of guys who are so tired that they can't even get out of their legs. By that time, you will completely control the game!" Chris began to encourage his players.

"Beasley, at the beginning of the second half, you still have to sit on the bench honestly. When the right time is right, I will naturally send you up. Then you will only have one task and win the game!"

"I know Coach, I won't let you down." What Beasley likes the most is to play such a role.

In addition, the Iowa State University Tornados locker room was still very calm. Everyone knew that there were still twenty minutes to play in the game, and only by persevering can you win the final victory.

"I know the five minutes just now made you exhausted, but I believe we all have achieved such high-intensity physical training. At the beginning of the second half, I will let the substitutes play first. I think you have had enough rest." Ricard glanced at several rotation players in his second team.

"We are full of strength, boss." Asajin answered truthfully.

"It's very good. Beasley will definitely not play in the second half. His playing time in the first half is comparable to you, so he needs rest like you. At this time, I hope the rotation players can withstand the situation. I don't want to see the Wildcats resolve the battle before Beasley takes the field."

"As long as Beasley comes on the court, you five will get me started! His physical strength may not be as good as you, and his offensive efficiency will inevitably decline at this time. Angel and Morris, in the second half, you two will continue to beat their inside line, of course, don't just watch others, and run actively for me." Ricard drew several pick-and-roll routes on the tactical board.

"The strategy of defending Beasley remains unchanged. Those who should be stuck should be stuck should be blocked and those who should be blocked should be blocked. No matter how powerful Beasley is, it is not enough to deal with the five people on the field!"

The coaches of both sides have made adjustments to their team in a short period of time. As for the effect, they will only know when the players return to the court.

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At the beginning of the second half, Michael Beasley was still pressed to the bench tightly. Among the five players on the Wildcats, three of them were substitutes. Ricard let out a sigh, and this trick was used correctly.

Although both sides basically played in the second team on the court, the process was still intense. However, compared with the crazy five minutes in the first half, the viewing ability naturally decreased a lot.

The second half of the game was quiet and intermittent for more than six minutes. The Tornados still maintained the lead with the efforts of the substitute players. However, Chris was not in a hurry and Ricard was not complacent.

Finally, after a 6 minutes and 47-second timeout in the second half, Michael Beasley took the towel around his neck, and Chris sent him on the court!

"Remember what I said! Play more inside! Actively run! Find physical confrontation! From now on, the game is left to you!" Ricard clapped his hands and urged him to go to the field. The real decisive battle will only begin now.

"Oh? Coach Ricard seems to have arranged the corresponding method long ago. The Wildcats just replaced Beasley, and Ricard brought all his players back to the court. It seems that the coaches of both sides are preparing to let go of the game in the next thirteen minutes."

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Since the first touch, Beasley decided to vent so much strength he had put into the attack. However, when he met Anthony again, he realized that his physical confrontation intensity had been completely improved by 1 level compared to the first half.

However, Beasley could still find hundreds of ways to break through Ben's defense, and also come up with fifty ways to resolve Morris' assisted defense. He was still unstoppable in the following several attacks and scored repeatedly. But what he didn't know was that the physical energy he needed to score every yi was much greater than the first half. Due to the increased defensive intensity, even if you can still score goals, it would take several times the effort.

Beasley kept scoring on the offensive end, while the Wildcats kept losing points on the defensive end. Martins, facing Anger, had no confidence in himself. He was no longer as frivolous as in the first half, but instead seemed timid. He was afraid that Anger would use a fake move to shake himself like a fool. Who made Anger's back-to-body skills comprehensive? Martins couldn't guess which Anger's movement was true and which was fake. So Anger often made various offensive moves on the court, but Martins didn't respond. He just watched Anger score again and again on his head, and did not dare to jump and interfere.

Chris wanted to replace Martins and then scold him for being so bloody, but his center forward was so good, who else could he expect? It seems that the problem of weak inside is much more serious than he imagined.

In addition to Anjie, the other four people also have good performances and are strong in overall performance. Perhaps the biggest feature of this Tornado team. When Anjie is double-teamed and unable to complete the attack, there will always be a teammate who will come forward to score for him. This makes Chris wonder whether he needs to continue to use double-teamed and against Anjie.

The Tornado team is attacking with five people, while the Wildcats' offensive burden is all on Beasley. He is now doing the work of five people on the other side, and the amount of physical energy consumption is obvious.

The two sides just went back and forth, taking the lead alternately. Until the game was two minutes left, Beasley finally couldn't hold on.

His shooting percentage began to decline significantly, and due to lack of physical strength, he chose to shoot outside the field gradually. As for the rest of the Wildcats, their fighting spirit and physical strength have long been exhausted by the players of the Tornado team who cannot run. The psychological pressure has all come to the Wildcats. This kind of helplessness against the impending failure cannot be broken by just two goals.

The Wildcats walked another minute when the game was passive. At this time, the score had become 74-8o. The Tornado team held a six-point lead in their hands. However, they scored 8o points, which was already a high score in the NCAA field.

Beasley did not give up, but he still started to get the ball from the bottom line and then pushed it to the near the three-point line by himself. He used a realistic fake action to worship Anthony. Ben raised his head, then stepped to the side of Yi, and took action outside the three-point line. This was Beasley's fourth shot after missing three consecutive shots, but this time, the basketball accurately flew into the basket.

"Basley made a three-pointer! He pulled the Wildcats back from the edge of the cliff with his own strength. There were 48 seconds left in the game, and both sides should have a chance to attack! Even at the last moment, the two teams still played hard to solve." Philips' commentator's game became very fast, and the whole situation suddenly became tense.

Mike Taylor was also received by the opponent's tightest reception this time. He carefully controlled the ball and took every step of the game, and finally successfully brought the ball to the opponent's half. Taylor looked up and found that Anger and Morris were both under key care. It seemed that he had to think of other ways to attack this time.

The high pick-and-roll effect with Anjie was not good several times, and shooter Cruze was also struggling to run out of the position and could not get a shot. As for Anthony Ben, who was more defending than attacking, he was locked outside the three-point line by Beasley.

The offensive time is only ten seconds left. The Wildcats can curb the opponent's chance to score as long as they do not foul. Mike Taylor had no choice but to change direction left and right, and then crossed the cross step to shake off Yi Si's breakthrough space. However, the opponent's point guard did a good job this time. Before Taylor started, the yi Si's gap was filled. Taylor had no choice but to force the three-point line before the attack time ended. Mike Taylor was not Beasley, and the ball did not go in, but bounced far to the basket. Beasley jumped up and stretched out his long arm to confiscate the rebound. At the same time, after seeing Beasley get the ball, Chris immediately used the Wildcats' last timeout, and he wanted to set up the final shooting tactics for Beasley.

"No need to think about it, Beasley is their only choice. We don't need to overtime! I want you to take the victory away in more than ten seconds! They will definitely arrange Beasley to catch the ball and shoot three-pointers. We just need to try to curb Beasley, and it doesn't matter if the basket is empty! Anthony, you will continue to stick Beasley to me later, be careful not to be fouled by him. If he wants two points, give him. As long as you guard this three-pointer, the victory of this game belongs to us! Let those commentators who don't understand shit! We will be the winner of this game!" Ricard remembered the comment he saw about the Tornado this morning.

The brief pause is so long in the hearts of the fans, as if they have been waiting for a century. They can't wait to see the team win their first game of the season. Although the game is not over yet, the performance of the Tornado players has given their fans enough confidence.

After returning to the court, the sideline ball was indeed directly in Beasley's hands. After getting the ball, he controlled the ball directly near the center circle. It seemed that he wanted to shorten some time.

With ten seconds left before the end of the game, Beasley finally started. However, this time his teammates did not act as spectators, but instead set him up a double pick-and-roll cover on the left and right.

Anthony wanted to bypass Martins, who had come to cover, but was blocked by Martins who had secretly moved his steps.

Move the pick-and-roll! Benxun spread his hands towards the referee, but the referee ignored it. His attention was all on Beasley, and he did not see Martins' violation.

"Damn it!" Ben quickly turned around and pounced on Beasley, but it was too late. Beasley was already holding the ball in the top arc of the three-point line and was ready to shoot.

Just as Beasley was about to shoot the ball, An Jie suddenly came out from Yi's side.

"Where did he come out of this?" Beasley exclaimed in his heart. Under the intimidation of Anjie's height and arms span, if he wanted to not be covered, he had to increase the arc.

When Anjie saw Ben being blocked, he immediately rushed towards Beasley. In order not to foul, he did not intend to block the ball, but just wanted to interfere with Beasley's shooting as much as possible.

Beasley, who raised the curve, felt a little unsure. No one would know whether the ball was entering or not. The air at the scene seemed to have frozen, and tens of thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at the orange basketball.

"Free"! Because he had to raise the arc, the basketball finally hit the basket's neck. Morris stuck his position and steadily took the rebound. Then, he threw the ball directly to the other side of the court, without giving the Wildcats players a chance to foul. When the basketball flew to the other half of the court, the whistle at the end of the game also rang out.

Suddenly! The entire gymnasium was in an uproar, and the cheering fans all made their biggest shouts.

Angel saw Morris running over while shouting at him, but he couldn't hear what the other party was shouting.

Morris rushed to Angel and hugged the thin Asian boy.

"We won! We won!" Her ears fell to Morris's mouth, and Angel heard what he was shouting.

Other players rushed into the stadium, some hugged each other, some ran aimlessly, and some jumped and jumped. Only Ricard was calm. After shaking hands with Rick Chris, he just stood on the sidelines with his waist and smiled, then turned around and gave his wife in the audience a thumbs up.

At this moment, no one knew where Michael Beasley and his Wildcats went, and no one cared about it. The group of young men who were caring on the field were the only protagonist on the stage.
Chapter completed!