"This ball was shot a little too hastily!"

"Yes, they are in the lead and can definitely improve their success rate."

Some shook their heads, confused by Harrison Barnes' shot selection.

But at this moment, with a crisp "swish", the basketball crossed the net and finally fell to the ground.

71:51, the point difference was widened to 20!

In addition to the huge score difference, the emotions of both sides became obvious.

Especially Anthony Davis and others on the lagging side became completely serious and no longer regarded this game as an entertainment game, but as a truly important game.

"Fight back!"

Barkley's team attacked, and Irving advanced to the frontcourt. When he saw Lillard approaching, his expression was indifferent, and a light flashed in his eyes. He immediately changed direction, very quickly, and Lillard, who had just rushed forward, was still standing.

There was no time to adjust his steps, so he could only watch Owen pass by.

One step past Lillard, Irving looked straight ahead - Andre Drummond was like a tower guarding the penalty area, waiting for him to challenge.

"If you want to fight, then fight!" Irving felt fierce in his heart. Without hesitation, he didn't choose to back down. He gritted his teeth and rushed towards Drummond.

The next moment, Irving and Drummond collided.

Irving held the ball and made a fake pass to the bottom corner. The still immature Drummond subconsciously glanced in the direction of Irving's pass, allowing Irving to find an opportunity.

"drink!"

Irving let out a loud roar in the air and exerted force on his abdomen. His whole body twisted in the air like a twist. As his body fell down, he lifted the ball with his hands and threw it towards the basket at the last moment.

A series of actions happened in a flash of lightning. When everyone reacted, there was a "swish" sound in their ears, the basketball fell into the basket, and Irving immediately fell to the floor.

"nice shot!"

"cool!"

Some professional players sitting on the sidelines also exclaimed and praised the fans.

This is indeed a good shot. As a defender, when Irving faced the 2-meter-1 Drummond, he did not choose a more rational dodge and layup, but chose to shoulder the opponent hard, and finally scored.

While people admire wise men for making rational judgments, they will not forget the passion that emotional brave men bring to them.

Especially for sports, the brave are definitely more popular than the wise!

The various intrigues in life are already tiring enough. Isn’t the reason why we watch basketball the most primitive passion and emotion?

If you really like intrigues, you might as well watch the struggles and changes in the business world!

…

"LeBron, Kyrie's talent is very good!" Paul smiled at James.

"Well," James nodded and said happily: "Like me, he was selected for the All-Star Game in the second grade..."

It can be seen that James has a good feeling about the new leader of the Cavaliers.

Maybe the knight... might not be a retreat.

"The new generation is better than the old generation!" Anthony exclaimed.

"That's just the future. It's better for us to control the changes in the league now!" Wade said calmly.

This sentence was recognized by the other three members of Banana Boat.

The young people on the court, Wang Zelin, Kyrie Irving, Anthony Davis, Lillard... all have amazing talents, and they are all geniuses among geniuses.

But don’t forget, even if you are a genius, there is still a gap between geniuses. Zhan, Wei, and An, as representatives of the 2003 Platinum Generation, do not think that the waves they made when they entered the league will be greater than those of the gang in front of them.

Young people are weak.

Act like you are not a genius!

On the court, the second quarter of the game is coming to an end.

Barkley's team adopted the three-point tactic arranged by Barkley during the timeout, increasing their outside shots and frequently shooting for three-pointers.

Irving and Bill were obviously feeling good, hitting 3 of 5 shots in total. Coupled with two tip-ups by Anthony Davis, the score changed to 77:66 at halftime.

The 20-point difference was chased to 11 points in the last two minutes.

…

"Coach, I'm sorry, I failed everyone's efforts..."

Returning to the bench, Drummond was obviously in a low mood.

The brief duel between the 12th No. 1 pick and the No. 9 pick ended in Drummond's defeat.

It was also the third wave. The two teams took a total of 11 crazy shots in the last two minutes of the first half, and each offensive round lasted less than 10 seconds.

In this case, Anthony picked up 4 rebounds and Drummond got 2.

The number one scholar deserves to be the number one scholar!

Drummond once again clearly understood: Among the players in the same class, Anthony Davis beats him.

As for Wang Zelin...

In Drummond's view, Wang Zelin is no longer a guy who can be described as a genius, but the latter should be described as a monster.

Compared to the monster-like Wang Zelin, Anthony Davis, who is even more talented than himself, seems extraordinarily real.

It seems that my short-term goals need to be changed.

Drummond thought to himself.

"It's okay. We are still in the lead now. I will adjust the lineup back in the second half. Andre, do you have any objections?"

O'Neal knocked on the tactical board and said.

"No!"

"Okay," O'Neal nodded and continued: "Everyone, cheer me up, I want to make the game lose all suspense after the third quarter..."

"Wang, you continue to do a good job of protecting the frame..."

"Damien, Clay, you only took 13 three-pointers in the first half. It's not too few. It's far from enough. I'll set a goal for you in the third quarter. The two of you took 15 shots..."

"Kemba, Dieng, the same goes for you two. Your total three-point shots are less than double digits. Your minimum goal in the third quarter is 10 shots..."

"I can tell you responsibly that if I fail to achieve the goal I have set, none of you will even think about playing in the fourth quarter. How about it? Do you have confidence?"

In the locker room, Shark's rough voice shocked the hearts of every rookie.

"No problem, sir!"

Klay Thompson was the first to shout.

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"Can't hear it, try again!"

"do it again!"

O'Neill shouted sharply.

"Yes! No problem! Sir!"

Lillard yelled.

"Very good! Very energetic!"

Seeing the high morale of the crowd, O'Neal was finally satisfied.

…

Barkley's locker room.

Although they lost by 11 points at halftime, just thinking that the original point difference was 20 points rekindled their confidence.

"Boys, it seems that our tactics are correct!"

"The point difference is only 11 points. It is not difficult for us to equalize the score..."

"It turns out that we are stronger than our opponent. We were just too careless before, so everyone should pay attention to this game in the second half and don't give them another chance to expand the score!"

Chasing 9 points in two minutes made Barkley's irritable heart gradually calm down. For this team with young cores from each team, I know that it will be difficult for me to blend them together and play tactics like O'Neal's team.

.

In fact, Barkley still can't understand how that guy O'Neal convinced a group of young people who were not afraid of anything.

And start a strategy!

And the effect is not bad...this is outrageous.

Putting aside those messy thoughts, Barkley suddenly thought that he had another way to help the team move forward.

That is - chicken soup!

As a result, this was exactly what Ou Zhuangyuan wanted.

The proud and arrogant Ou Zhuangyuan has always been a soft-spoken man, and Barkley's move played into his heart.
To be continued...