Chapter nine hundred and sixty-ninth bad, it is the feeling of waves
Chapter 969: Oh no, it feels like a squirting
"Doctor Mo was fighting very hard tonight," said Adrian. "Does it be because he knew we were watching the game in front of the TV?"
Are you excited? Medela and Mo Mengchen have known each other for many years. As long as there is any change in his face, she can quickly catch it: "Maybe it should be said that he is worried."
Orrenana and his brothers watched together.
Ephraim was particularly curious: "How do you say it?"
"Because the boss has been worried about your body these days." Medela instantly realized that it was not a good thing to show how well she knew Mommonchen in front of Ephraim. "So I think he should be very worried about the situation at home. Ephraim, how do you feel now?"
Ephraim's attention was also drawn away by her words: "Somewhat pain, but this is normal, and it shouldn't be tonight."
Medela breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately Ephraim didn't think much
At the game, Mo Mengchen's overly selfish style of playing made his teammates and coaching staff very strange.
If he was a selfish player, no one would have this feeling. Mo Mengchen can be said to be the most selfless player in the team. Tonight is so arbitrary, not like it is for data, but rather a sense of urgency to turn the game into garbage time early.
"Don't you want to rest?"
Half past the first quarter, Mo Mengchen scored 12 points from the team's total score of 18 points.
Mo Mengchen replied: "No, I'm in a good state, let me continue to play."
He didn't want to end up, and he seemed very upset.
Westfar would not force him to leave the court, but just approached him and said, "Rome was not built in one day."
But destroy it for only one day.
Mo Mengchen could understand Westphal's words, he must have thought it wrongly.
Mo Mengchen is not in a hurry to make the game a garbage time. He just wants to keep holding the ball so that he can focus on the field and not think about things at home.
Before Ephraim's amniotic fluid burst, his troubles were unnecessary.
"Coach, I just want to play more games." Mo Mengchen said, "Let me take the lead."
Westfal has nothing to say. He is the head coach. Mo Mengchen is like another coach on the team. They have worked closely together for five years. Over the past five years, the latter has commanded on the spot many times and violated his orders, and the result has proved that he is not wrong.
He also discussed the game plan with other players in private, bypassing the coaching staff and doing it alone.
Thanks to Westfal, he doesn't value these things, and he even encourages the players to lead the game by themselves.
Although the players are in the spotlight, history will give Westfar a fair evaluation.
He is not the cardinal, the godfather who puts the power of life and death in the whole team, nor is he a marshal like Zen masters and Holmes who plan and coordinate the whole team. For the Pistons, he is more like a parent, only responsible for supervision and leadership, and at critical moments, he will also have some amazing arrangements, but his players are the key to the success or failure of the game, and he is willing to stand behind the scenes.
No one is better suited to the Pistons than Westfall.
He has long been accustomed to Mo Mengchen's virtues. Now, he wants to be the main attacker. With his offensive ability, he does not need other deputy attackers on the field. Therefore, in the second half of the first quarter, the Pistons' lineup is: Mo Mengchen, Gerald, Lore, Maglouil and Curry.
If Mo Mengchen is not counted, this is a lineup that lacks offensive firepower. The most stable shooter is Lore, but the defensive end is quite tough.
With Mo Mengchen, the situation is completely different.
On the Knicks' side, Penny decided to fight Momonchen to the end.
"If you want to compete in attack, I will compete in attack with you. Do you think I will be afraid?" I thought that Penny could beat Mo Mengchen to the point of being unsatisfied by attacking. He didn't believe that a big injury would make the latter's strength surpass him.
Penny dribbles quickly, changing direction behind the back, taking a step like a stone that penetrates the paint area, and after dodging in the air, he scores a layup.
16 to 18
The Knicks are still 2 points behind.
"Luis, you come to control the ball." Mo Mengchen suddenly said.
Lore almost thought he had heard it wrong, and he had not obtained the authority to dribble the ball over the half-court for many years.
Mo Mengchen handed the ball to him and said, "Please call the scalpel tactics and hawkish offense, give me the ball, be careful of their pressing, let everyone see, the all-round Louis."
Lore nodded with a whim when he heard it.
Seeing Lore dribbling through half the game, the Knicks was surprised at first. Before he could defend against him, the ball had already reached Mo Mengchen's hand.
At the high position on the right, Mo Mengchen leaned against Penny, settled first and then turned around - his back skills were so good? - Penny's surprise shook his heart, Mo Mengchen's dream dance cut his defense into pieces, and a throw-in from the right was considered a positive response ball.
20 to 16
Penny really doesn't understand what Mo Mengchen wants to do, he doesn't usually fight like this.
Until now, Mo Mengchen has only assisted, but has scored 14 points.
The Pistons' total score was only 20 points, and he alone accounted for three-quarters.
Penns want to fight back, but the piston doesn't give him a chance.
At the instigation of Mo Mengchen, Gerald stepped forward to double-team, and for this, he also let the Kurt Thomas Hardaway pass the ball to Thomas.
Thomas, who had no three-point ability, looked at the open three-pointer opportunity, gritted his teeth and dribbled forward, causing laughter from the audience.
"I know now why Jeff Van Gundy is so opposed to the joint defense." Ranbill laughed. "He just worried that such an embarrassing thing would happen more and more."
Thomas ignored the opportunity of open three-pointers and dribbled the ball into the basket. How could Curry and Maglouire allow him to make a mistake? The two jumped up at the same time, slapped the goal, and two long arms of 230 cm were hit hard by the ball.
The rebound flew out and was stopped by Lore.
"Back to defend!" Penny shouted.
"Fast attack!" Adrian jumped up and shouted, "Fast attack!"
The all-around Louis is no longer the player who can fill up the statistics in college. He has played for too long and has become unfamiliar with his luck control skills. If he had been a rookie, the ball would definitely be passed in place.
Because of his consciousness, although Lore saw Mo Mengchen running to the frontcourt, he could not get the ball. Penny followed and defended it, and the opportunity for passing the ball to counterattack disappeared.
"Oh, what a pity!" Watson stood up and shouted, "Louis, pass the ball boldly!"
Lore was fed up with being on-site command by these second-grade second-year commanders, looked at Mo Mengchen, and started to make a tactical gesture of scalpels.
Mo Mengchen ran all his strength for shooting opportunities like Alan Houston back then, and Hadawei could barely keep up as long as no one helped to cover it.
Coverage is an important part of the scalpel tactic. Hardaway has never been good at dealing with covers from the ball without the ball. As long as there is a cover, his off-ball defense will basically be completed. Curry and Magloil, with two strong covers like a city wall, blocking Penns from far behind Mo Mengchen.
Outside the three-point line at the top of the arc, Lore passed the ball over.
Mo Mengchen picked up the ball, looked at the basket, pulled it up, and shot three-pointers.
23 to 16
Individual 17th point.
Penme was so angry that he wanted to fight back, Mo Mengchen blocked the road in the street.
If Penny hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been able to push him out of bounds. Hardaway threw the ball to Brand before he kicked out of bounds.
"I will definitely call back!" Hardaway promised.
"17 to 10." Mo Mengchen said his score ratio with Penny, and added, "You have to work hard."
It's okay to have a ball in your hand, but if there is no ball in your hand, Hardaway has to make a arduous struggle just by getting the ball, and it may not be able to work hard to achieve a result.
The others in the Knicks also want to prove that they can score in addition to pennies.
Brand started offense from a low post, was double-teamed by the Pistons and had no choice but to pass the ball.
Thomas got a three-pointer with no one in front of him. Gerald, who was defending him, walked towards him casually. His careless defense was simply unbearable.
Thomas was humiliated and was about to make a three-pointer when he was about to make a move, Penny screamed and ran towards him.
Compared to one's own dignity, the boss's intention is more important.
Thomas endured humiliation and handed the ball to Penny, and used it as a cover to help block Momonchen.
Gerald finally knew to take it seriously, so he accelerated and ran over to defend. The penny swung his block to let his block out of bounds and then took action.
18 to 23
"12 to 17!" Hardaway muttered to Mo Mengchen.
"I believe Dr. Mo will give him a ball soon." Adrian said confidently in front of the TV.
Lore received the serve and turned around. In front of him was an opponent who was far stronger than him. The opponent looked like a celebrity bodyguard and looked fat and round.
The man's name is Clarence Witherspoon, he plays as a 198 cm tall as a striker, but weighs 110 kilograms.
Witherspoon knew that Lore rarely took possession of the ball over the half. With many years of experience in NBA games, he expected that his opponent would be inconsistent, so it was reasonable to have a sudden tight frontcourt press.
Lor's skills are unfamiliar, but he is not scared by the fat pigs.
He stabilized his body, accelerated, and rushed past Witherspoon. Even if he couldn't play the defender, he would have no problem doing the dribble for halftime.
His speed was not very fast, but in front of Witherspoon, he was set off like an Olympic 100-meter champion.
Lore dribbled through the half-court, put the open space and passed the ball to Mo Mengchen on the outside.
Seeing Mo Mengchen's posture, Medela in front of the TV said decisively: "He can't do anything, he wants to shoot three points, you guys are optimistic!"
Mo Mengchen calculated the distance between him and the penny, but it was only half a meter. He was too lazy to do other moves. He first made three threats and then jumped up with force, without any dragging posture, and the force on his fingers was sent towards the basketball.
The penny's cover made him completely unable to see the basket.
Obviously being disturbed to this extent, Mo Mengchen turned around after taking action.
At his level, it doesn't matter whether he can see the basket before taking action, what's important is the feeling.
Haven't you seen that Curry suffered from high myopia but became the prestigious leader of history by squirting.
Swish!
Chapter completed!