NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 82
After the break, the enthusiasm of the fans remained undiminished, and the opening was full of gongs and drums, helping the home team to defend.

An excellent on-site DJ who knows how to grasp the psychology of the audience and fully mobilize the atmosphere of the scene is an invaluable treasure for the home team.

Of course, the main reason for the victory is the players and coaches.

The two sides exchanged offensive directions. The Lakers served the ball. Amidst the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, Westbrook was so excited that he forgot to pass the ball to Meng Hua for singles.

Antetokounmpo and Portis closed the door, sealing Westbrook's upper, middle and lower roads.

Westbrook had no way to go to the sky and nowhere to go, so he fought hard with Brother Antetokounmpo.

Bang!
Flying sand and rolling stones in the three-second zone.

The autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, Westbrook fell to the mortal world like an angel with broken wings, and the ball was fanned out of the penalty area.

This is the tough defense arranged by the coach's midfielder.

Originally, I wanted to take Meng Hua's sacrificial knife, but I didn't want Westbrook to pick up a "cheap".

Alphabet blocked the shot successfully, and the home fans were enraged, shouting loudly, and the two championship flags above the stadium were even more shining.

On the way back to defense, Meng Hua secretly sighed, luckily it wasn't me.

Alphabet and Portis pounced fiercely, only missing a handle and a foot. There was only one result when they rushed in, and they were carried out.

The Bucks attacked, Alphabet held the ball, and advanced unreasonably.

step……

Then he and Meng Hua got entangled and both fell to the ground.

The referee blows the whistle.

Huge decibels echoed over the arena.

The referee was also greatly disturbed by the frenzied atmosphere at home.

He subconsciously thought that it was Antetokounmpo who dribbled the ball and blocked the foul in an instant. He heard the screams, and the referee's gesture was to block the foul.

The heart is righteous and the body is honest.

The most exasperating thing is that he also thought that Alphabet had started and gave two free throws.

Alphabet did not disappoint the referee and accepted two points.

MVP chants resounded throughout the arena.

I'm so bored!
James wanted the ball, and Vogel told him to play more at halftime, which was exactly what he wanted.

If he can only choose one of offense and defense, now he chooses offense first.

A single person can change the situation by relying on offense, but relying on defense, no one can do it in the small ball era.

Unless there is a triple-double of blocked shots, steals and rebounds in a single game, but that is in a dream and cannot be achieved in the game.

James made the right choice. Without thick eyebrows, although Meng Hua is fierce, the team's three-dimensional barrier cannot be built at all.

The right choice may not have good results, James hit the iron with a three-pointer.

The letters continue to break through, eat the marrow and know the taste, people are at the top of the arc, and they don't move sideways anymore. They put the ball, collect the ball, carry the explosive package, and step towards the basket.

Meng Hua made three fouls with his back. He didn't dare to stick the ball. He didn't dare to cut the ball when the letter was clearly exposed.

It is rare for Alphabet to have such a comfortable shooting space. He braked under the basket and raised his arm twice. Seeing that Meng Hua hadn't moved, he pulled it up and dunked.

After buckling, he glared at Meng Hua a few times.

Come on, cover me again.

Vogel immediately adjusted, took Warcraft, and replaced Bradley.

Warcraft came on the field, Vogel asked him to defend Alphabet, and Meng Hua switched to defend Allen.

Warcraft defended against breakthroughs, three meters away from the letters, and the defense was immediate, but he couldn't open up space during the attack.

As for post-ups at the basket, he is not a strong point at his peak, let alone at the end of his career.

In any case, Alphabet's four offenses ended with only one dunk.

Warcraft defended once, and twice relied on fouls to pull down severely. Alphabet made two free throws and one.

The Lakers' offense, Monk scored a three-pointer.

Meng Hua singled Allen and scored two free throws, both of which were scored.

For the remaining two times, James and Westbrook took turns hitting the iron.

Sometimes, people with high annual salaries really contribute less than those with low annual salaries, but fortunately only sometimes.

James refused to touch the fish, received a pass from Westbrook at the free throw line, and with a jump, Portis flew directly out of the baseline.

James wanted to get up again, and saw the letters rushing towards him.

Come, come, he shouted loudly, and the Overlord bowed hard.

Bang!
James fell to the ground.

Earth shatters.

Antetokounmpo stretched out his long arms in the air, and pressed the ball down abruptly.

Warcraft bent over to pick up the ball, Superman lifted off, Antetokounmpo covered the sky and continued to block.

James, who got up quickly, was lucky, and the Lakers picked up the ball again.

James got a little under the basket, Antetokounmpo installed springs on his feet and ejected again.

This time, James made a false move, turned over and shot a jumper, and finally scored two points.

The goal was scored, but more or less because of luck.

It is so difficult to score a goal at the basket. The faces of the Lakers players are not as confident as when they first played.

In this position, James has to lean back to avoid Antetokounmpo's edge, and the others don't have the courage to go inside.

If you don't kill the inside, don't have off-ball screens, and all float outside to shoot, the game will definitely not be won.

But it's not easy to play without the ball. Warcraft has no range, and Westbrook doesn't even know where the ball fell when he made a three-pointer.

If Westbrook controls the ball, can he reach the ball?He doesn't have Paul's passing skills. If he insists on imitating Paul, it would be completely different.

Westbrook must play his own style to be able to help the Lakers.

This is no small test for him, the coach and James.

What's more terrible is that the home fans are also murderous and spare no effort to cheer for the home team.

The spectators in the front row also tore off their masks, instead of spraying some trash talk at the players of the visiting team.

Edens' best friend sprayed Westbrook: "Russell, did you go to a nightclub last night? It's not hard at all, but you ejaculated."

Westbrook was sweating profusely and looked at her speechlessly: Don't think you are a woman, I won't hit you.

A male fan next to her said: "You are not as good as Harden, he is still very fierce after going to the nightclub. The Thunder really went blind."

Westbrook was furious, James immediately stepped forward and carried him back to the backcourt.

Was Westbrook the only one who got sprayed?
Meng Hua also enjoyed this kind of star treatment.

The salary and treatment can't keep up, but it will soon be on the same level after being sprayed by others.

The best friend stared at Meng Hua who was passing by, and said, "Huaxia boy, you idiot."

Seeing her good-looking face, the male fan wanted to ask her to play poker, and agreed, "You idiot!"

Edens smiled, pure and pleasant, harmless to humans and animals, those who didn't know thought they were praising Menghua.

Antetokounmpo held the ball from the bottom line, dribbled two steps, and hit Warcraft with his back.

After two dribbles, Portis ran without the ball and rushed into the interior.

The letter's ball was in place at the first time, and Portis caught the ball for a layup.

James, who was chasing after him, directly slapped the ball out of the sky.

The ball flew high to the sideline, and Meng Hua reacted quickly, rushing forward like a bolt of lightning.

He ran so fast that he was phantom.

Not only does he phantom, but things around him also phantom.

At this moment, the basketball turned into one big ball and four small balls.

Meng Hua flew out of the sideline, and his body was already parallel to the floor.

He had saved a pass like this once before, put it in front of his opponent, and got hit by a fast break.

He once swore that he would never save such a ball again.

But now, for the sake of the ball, he gave up his principles.

No, not giving up.

He still missed the ball in the end and threw himself heavily on Edens' best friend.

Feel so comfortable!
Meng Hua didn't dare to be greedy, so he got up quickly.

He's so tough, he's not a softie, my best friend blushed and stared blankly at Meng Hua.

(End of this chapter)