NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 80

Antetokounmpo got up from the ground, frantically chased back to the half court, flew sideways, and blocked Bradley's shot.

This ball, he rushed to block Bradley, which was actually a bit dangerous.

As a master, he was intercepted by the enemy, and he responded with practical actions, even if there was a risk of injury.

The stag's momentum returned a bit, and Allen, who hadn't been provocative for a long time, also came back to life, and said to Meng Hua, "It's beautifully built, and you can come if you have the ability."

If you can't fight by yourself, then move your elder brother out to fight.

"I can't." Meng Hua said modestly.

Oh, how cowardly, it's fine if he doesn't answer the words, but when he answers the words like this, Allen is even more rampant, grinning with grinning teeth.

"I can only build some cats and dogs." Meng Hua said again with a smile.

"Knock." Allen gritted his steel teeth in hatred.

The Lakers continued to attack. Encouraged by Antetokounmpo's big hat, the Bucks' already impenetrable defense was even more difficult to break through.

The Bucks' positions are covered with antlers everywhere, and the Lakers have strong soldiers and strong horses, but they are invincible.

Finally, they hit the iron with Monk and ended the attack.

The ball hit the rim with a clang, and strangely enough, the entire Lakers breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, there is no need to be tortured by this suffocating defense.

Alphabet grabbed the rebound and went down quickly. When he was beyond the three-point line, Meng Hua looked at him coldly.

It's the kind of look that distinguishes between superior and inferior, but also decides life and death.

Enough of the mad dog Allen, Meng Hua didn't want to respond to him, he was going to pass this on to Antetokounmpo.

He felt that he was at a disadvantage for biting Allen, so he held back.

Bite with Brother Antetokounmpo, come on, who is afraid of whom?

Antetokounmpo was not fooled, he chose to give the ball to Middleton.

Middleton played Monk back. In this matchup, the Bucks stepped up and the Lakers dismounted. Monk's offense was top-notch, but his defense was only average.

Due to the gap in height and wingspan, Middleton turned over and made a jumper, taking two points lightly.

This shot, Munch couldn't block it at all, and Middleton was murderous, and deliberately raised the barrel, with a high arc, and the ball went in smoothly.

It wasn't a dunk, but the atmosphere on the scene was also detonated, and the cheers were overwhelming.

Fans know that Antetokounmpo alone cannot win.

These shouts are dedicated to the waking team, who have seen that other players are starting to wake up too.

And that's what it takes to win.

The point difference returned to 3 points.

Amidst the cheers and cheers of the fans of the home team, the players of the visiting team began to panic, although they would not admit it even if they killed themselves.

Westbrook held the ball, rushed left and right, but where he could get in, he simply made a three-pointer from the outside.

Swish!
The sound is crisp, but not the desired result.

The ball was thrown directly at the net, and Meng Hua, who jumped high, missed it, cursing inwardly, "You shot so hard, you can't even grab a rebound."

The room was leaking due to continuous rain, the Bucks attacked, Allen received the letter pass, and the long-range three-point artillery hit accurately.

The two teams drew.

Alan was also very excited, and shouted at Meng Hua: "Come on, can you guard against me?"

Meng Hua is speechless, what the hell is I guarding against Brother Antetokounmpo, are you blind?
It was Westbrook who guarded him. He didn't dare to spout casually about Westbrook's status in the world, so he just looked for Meng Hua.

Whoever let Meng Hua play on both ends of the offense and defense caused him huge damage.

Out to mix, sooner or later have to repay.

The Lakers continued to strike iron, this time the blacksmith was replaced by James.

They fell into a scoring drought.

Vogel was very anxious, and the two commentators from Tencent were also anxious. The fans on the barrage had already scolded.

"Whoever talks about the third collapse of the lake, I am in a hurry with whom, it is obviously the second collapse of the lake."

"That's it, the championship is still a problem, whether it can make the playoffs is a problem."

"Brother Hua picked me up for nothing, but he still beats me up like this. I'm really convinced by them."

"Old Zhan is old and no longer dominant."

"Westbrook's defensive position is really incomprehensible."

"Monk and Bradley are completely invisible, what are they playing?"

"Change the coach. Vogel's formation is really incomprehensible."

Sometimes, the more anxious you are, the more unmanageable the situation becomes, even if you are just a fan.

Looking back, the Bucks scored a three-pointer again, this time it was Holiday who made the contribution.

The Bucks are all soldiers, and such a Bucks cannot be defended.

Vogel immediately called a timeout, hoping that it would cool down the enemy's touch.

Su Qun slapped the table and said, "The Lakers are in a dead end. Their offense is too simple and their intentions are too clear. The Bucks' defense is already at the top of the league. The success rate of this offense will definitely not be high."

Wang Meng closed his notebook and said angrily, "Obviously, Meng Hua has the highest success rate in singles, and Allen can't defend him at all. In such a wealthy game, the Lakers can win like this. I'm really anxious."

Xiao Qi was quite normal and asked, "Teachers, how do you think the Lakers will adjust after Vogel calls a timeout?"

Su Qun took a deep breath, regained his composure, and said, "I think the Lakers should start with defense. Defense is a matter for five people. Meng Hua has already successfully defended against Brother Antetokounmpo. The others should be more active and passionate."

After Su Qun finished talking about defense, Wang Meng analyzed the offense: "While doing a good job of defense, the Lakers also need to sort out the offense. I think that if Allen defends Meng Hua, the Lakers only need to let Meng Hua play singles. Allen is basically a transparent person."

Su Qun continued: "Serious defense, he will definitely not be able to defend, but this guy will step on his feet, Meng Hua still has to be careful."

Wang Meng nodded, and said, "Meng Hua kicked him, it really relieved his anger, this man is annoying to watch."

Vogel is sternly yelling at the players for the two commentators.

He rarely loses his composure like this, but the team's defense is really bad, especially Westbrook, who was passed by in one step.

For Westbrook's weight, Vogel couldn't scold him alone, so he had to scold the whole team.

After explaining the defense, the buzzer reminded that the time was up, so Vogel had to simply remind him to hit Meng Hua more.

The simpler the language, the more effective it is because it is straightforward enough.

James dealt the card at the top of the arc and distributed it to Westbrook, who was on the right wing at 45 degrees.

Without hesitation, Westbrook passed it on to Meng Hua honestly. Although he cared about the triple-double, if he had to sacrifice the interests of the team in exchange for a triple-double, he would rather not have it.

If you don't have such a sense of teamwork, you don't need to play in the NBA.

The Lakers called a timeout, and Allen had a hunch that they would let Meng Hua single him.

The so-called bystander knows, Meng Hua's singles efficiency is high, he is the clearest.

He is also an unscrupulous bastard, he forgets the pain when the scar is healed, and he is no longer afraid of Meng Hua. What makes him slightly annoyed is that Meng Hua doesn't make jump shots, which makes it impossible for him to use his dirty tricks.

Even if the whole world scolds him, he will still slander to the end.

He believes that his 1000 million annual salary is due to this kind of defense.

As long as the coaches and teammates don't hate or even need his behavior, as long as he refuses to admit that it was intentional, what can the league do to him?

Allen was still thinking about tricks, but Meng Hua had already charged over with the ball.

He punched Aaron, steady and relaxed, and if he wasn't distracted to see if he was playing tricks, he would have been able to finish him in three seconds.

So this attack took him four seconds.

Fans at the scene covered their hands in frustration.

Edens turned to the Bucks bench angrily, her legs spread out, not realizing that something was wrong.

On the bench, the eyeballs turned from the field to her legs, staring eagerly.

Vogel put down his clenched fist, and his body seemed to be released.

Su Qun and Wang Meng shouted almost at the same time: "Strike."

"Should have fought like this a long time ago, the mad dog Allen can't defend against Meng Hua at all."

(End of this chapter)