You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 687

Chapter 687

Kobe received three fouls in the first quarter. In order to protect him, the Zen master did not let him play for the entire second quarter.

Without Kobe, the Pistons only need to keep an eye on Glenn Rice on the perimeter, and then they can double-team O'Neal as they please.

The Lakers played uncomfortable overall, but O'Neal played more and more proactively in the last few minutes of the first half, and the scene was not ugly.

Without Kobe's offensive point, the Lakers had a great influence, and the Pistons also took this opportunity to play an advantage.

57 to 49 at halftime, leading the Lakers by 8 points.

In the locker room of the visiting team, Zen master looked at the technical statistics of the two teams on the road, and the statistics showed that he felt the same.

Dor.Mo lacked aggression tonight.

上半场打了13分钟，Dor.Mo6投3中，罚球7罚2中，得到8分4篮板5助攻。

Such data is qualified for the starting No. 1 position, but he is Dor.Mo, such data is not qualified for the finals MVP favorite.

In the previous five games, Mo Mengchen averaged 30 points, 8 rebounds and 12 assists per game, ranking first in the team in terms of points and assists per game. His strong offense gave the Lakers quite a headache. Why did they die down tonight?

Zen master remembered his free throw, in order to test Mo Mengchen's touch, he deliberately asked others to go up and foul him.

His free throw feel is not stable, he can make two free throws, or miss both free throws.

"Kobe, what do you think of Dor.Mo?"

No tactical arrangements, no halftime summary, into the locker room, Jackson asked Kobe this question.

Kobe's answer is very interesting: "I don't understand him."

"Oh?"

"He looked injured, the injury on his finger was obvious, but he wasn't afraid to fight me, he broke me with all his strength, he came up and blocked me, didn't look like he was affected by the injury, but his There is indeed a problem with the touch." As a proficient shooter, Kobe is very experienced, "If it wasn't so painful that he couldn't maintain the touch, how could a marksman like him have such a strange miss?"

Did all kinds of contradictory phenomena appear at the same time?The Zen master laughed.

"Let me tell you a story."

So, the Zen master actually put his tactics aside and used the limited intermission time to tell stories?

Some old players couldn't help rolling their eyes, only Harper didn't respond, this kind of thing is too normal for Zen Master.

"In a certain season, there are two teams in the same division. As mortal enemies, in order to get tickets to the finals, there will inevitably be a fierce battle. The head coach of one of the teams finds that the core players of the opponent do not like to be singled out. , without the ability to fight alone to solve the game, so he decided to let go of the empty city at a critical moment in the playoffs and force this guy to fight alone."

"Then, this guy scored 6 points in the last six minutes of a critical game and almost killed the series."

Some people may have a half-knowledge, but those who are familiar with the NBA in recent years can immediately understand who the Zen master is talking about.

The 1998 Eastern Conference Finals, Bulls and Pistons.

That round of the series was hailed as the greatest Eastern Conference finals of the 90s.

Game6, Dor.Mo scored 6 points in 22 minutes in the final quarter to drag the game into the tiebreaker; in the seventh game, Jordan beat the Pistons at the last moment, escaped danger, and successfully opened the second dynasty of the Bulls.

It's only been two years since this story, but it's become a timeless classic.

"This is Dor. Mo!"

"This is our opponent." The Zen master looked at his disciples solemnly, "This is the guy you must defeat!"

"In the league, no one is more cunning than him, and no one is more dangerous than him!" Zen master's words almost froze the atmosphere in the locker room. Many people thought of the battle of Tianwangshan, Dor.Mo blocked the shark scene.

It was a heartbreaking moment.

"But tonight, we have the opportunity to tear off his disguise and let him experience the humiliation!" Zen Master said with a faint smile, "From now on, we will do so."

In the second half, when Kobe returned to the court, he still needed to be careful. There were only three chances for fouls, but there was still a full half of the court to play.

Kobe's eyes were full of unruly flames, as if he was dissatisfied with being frozen in the second quarter.

Because the Lakers won the opening ball, the Pistons had the right to go first in the second and third quarters.

"Be careful." Hill said to Mo Mengchen.

Mo Mengchen responded, and patted the ball lightly with his right hand. Even this movement was painful, and he was worried that he might hurt his bones.

But if it hurt a bone, it should be more than that, and his fingers would be too painful to move.

How can this kind of pain be rare for Dor.Mo, who is tenacious, unyielding, and sees death as home?

After a few seconds,

"Damn it, let's dribble with the left hand."

Dr. Mo swears in pain and runs to the frontcourt. Dear Kobe is waiting for him here. The Lakers really take care of him.

He didn't know whether the Lakers' temptation was over.

Based on his performance at the free throw line, it should be able to explain some problems. Even if he behaves like nothing at all, the touch cannot be deceived.

Suddenly, Kobe stepped back and released Mo Mengchen by two meters.

"Are the Lakers crazy?"

"Let Dor.Mo shoot?"

Still exploring?Mo Mengchen had to make a move. If he could hide the problem, it would only benefit the team. Therefore, he collected the ball and jumped up, with three fingers on his right hand.

Little finger, ring finger, middle finger.

When the ring finger exerted force, the corner of Mo Mengchen's mouth twitched in pain, and he pushed the ball out in the most stable posture.

"Shh!"

"This is the price of shorting Dor.Mo!"

60 is better than 49

"You can keep emptying me, I'm itching." The righteous Dor.Mo made Kobe almost think that their judgment was wrong.

All right, all right, don't leave me alone.

Who can hear Dor.Mo's voice?

On the Lakers side, the offense was stern, and Kobe didn't intend to fight back. It seemed that the defense just now was really a test.

Did they think I just didn't feel good about free throws today?cheated by me?

It is recognized that Mo Mengchen has the ability to use both left and right bows. He hurt his right hand, and his left hand is not feeling well tonight.Therefore, it is also possible for opponents to think that he simply has no touch.

With this possibility in mind, the Lakers' continued probing seems reasonable.

O'Neal took the ball inside, and after a strong play, he turned over in the paint and made a small hook.

51 is better than 60

Hill took the ball from the flank, Mo Mengchen pulled aside, and Kobe suddenly dropped him.

What was almost impossible in the past happened tonight.

Kobe dropped Mo Mengchen and shrunk the defensive line to double-team Hill.

I don't know if Hill didn't see the open space, or he had doubts about Mo Mengchen's shooting. When he saw Kobe's double-team, he chose to make a jump shot.

Under the defense of the two, the shooting efficiency is very low.

The ball flew out of the basket, and Mo Mengchen quickly returned to the defense. He didn't blame Hill. He said the day before yesterday that his current shooting is unreliable, and Hill was right not to pass the ball.

The Pistons' return to defense was fast enough. Although the Lakers' offensive was swift and fierce, there was no way to counterattack when the personnel were already in place.

The Lakers landed and gave the ball to O'Neal decisively. Hill was about to double-team O'Neal, but Rice bypassed the off-ball screen and ran to the top of the arc.

This seemed to be a tactic that had already been decided. O'Neal saw Rice and immediately passed the ball.

Outside the arc top three-point line, Rice catches the ball and hits a three-pointer.

54 is better than 60

The Lakers were chasing him very closely. On the Pistons side, Mo Mengchen couldn't be a spectator all the time. Since the Lakers are still not sure about his condition, they should play more proactively to make them more suspicious.

Seeing Mo Mengchen calling for a pick-and-roll, Hill dispersed.

Rashid stepped forward, relying on his strong body, he dragged Kobe's speed to death, preventing him from following Mo Mengchen.

Once the pick-and-roll is in place, the Lakers' defense has lost its meaning. Whether it is Horry or Green, their speed is the master of being overwhelmed by Mo Mengchen.

Mo Mengchen's impact runs through the entire battle line, and O'Neill saw that his rival dared to attack the inside line - the inside line he was guarding - and immediately remembered the Zen Master's instructions during the half-time sleeve break.

"Let's pretend we don't know his situation, try our best to confront him, and keep deepening his pain without letting him find out!"

Mo Mengchen grabbed the ball with one hand and collided with O'Neal.

Although his strength is already at the top level, it was the 320-pound O'Neal who collided with him. As a result, there was no suspense.

Mo Mengchen lost his balance on the spot, and before landing, his left hand set aside the ball.

The referee's whistle has already sounded, and O'Neal made a defensive foul.

The difficult drawbar missed, but it also caused the opponent to foul, which is not too bad.

Hill hurried to Mo Mengchen and whispered, "It's rare that you can still fight like this."

"To shut up!"

Mo Mengchen stood up and prepared to make a free throw.

The Lakers are giving him more and more confrontation. If it is a test, such a test is too frequent.

The game is not like a game, but like a torture.

Someone is watching what happened on the field, just like a weird chess game, someone always plays cards out of the routine.

Mo Mengchen looked back at the Lakers' bench.

The Zen master sits there, and the eyes in the reading glasses can penetrate the hearts of most people.

The Zen master didn't know why Dor.Mo looked here suddenly, and he wasn't even sure who Dor.Mo was looking at. This glance from a distance made him a little uneasy.

Speaking of which, in the Eastern Conference Finals two years ago, he did not count as winning against Mo Mengchen.

In the final decisive battle, Hill stood on the free throw line and missed a key free throw. Mo Mengchen was the best player in that game, but the Bulls finally won the game.

That is the victory of strategy, of experience.

"You will eventually go to the same fate." The Zen master said in his heart.

Mo Mengchen patted the ball lightly.

He picks up the ball and throws it.

Hill, who was standing outside, suddenly noticed that Mo Mengchen's free throw posture seemed to be a little different.

But this shot was too fast, after the shot, Mo Mengchen put away his posture, he didn't see clearly.

"Shh!"

61 is better than 54

"Ah"

Mo Mengchen let out a small laugh that only he could hear.

"boom!"

Missed the second free throw, which was his usual free throw posture.

"Did I just have a blind eye?"

On the way back to defense, Hill was obsessed with thinking about the free throw.

(End of this chapter)