naruto-story Chapter 719 Let us go DET!
Chapter 719 Let us go DET!
Chapter 719 Let us go DET!
"Listen to me, do you want to be cowards or heroes? It's not even a multiple-choice question!" After three quarters, the Pistons tied the score. Thomas yelled loudly at the young players, his dark skin was a little red, You can see how excited he is.
This is Auburn Hills, the land of glory for the Smiling Assassin, and he doesn't allow his team to make a fool of himself here.
The Pistons in the third quarter set off strong winds and heavy rain. Their offensive reminded people of how terrible the fast break team that swept the world in the past three years was.
Against the Pacers, the Pistons found a sense in the positional battle, and the counterattack was even better, tying the 16-point difference in a single quarter.
At the end of the three quarters, 65 to 65, the two teams tied.
This is Auburn Hills, and a stalemate with such a brave Pistons to the last quarter is extremely scary for any team.
The fourth quarter begins.
Among the Pacers, a young man slowly raised his head. He has a ditch hairstyle and has just ushered in a new life.
Four years in a city full of roses and tree stumps, but only a handful of playing time.Fortunately, he is firm enough and tenacious enough, otherwise this kind of torture would have given up on himself, and he would pack up and go home when the contract is over, open a small shop, and spend every warm afternoon playing cards with friends This peaceful and comfortable life may be the best choice.But he is not reconciled to being ordinary, he has been waiting for the opportunity, even if his active running on the court and sweating in the weight room are ignored by the coach, he still has not given up.
The transfer application made this summer is the most correct decision O'Neal made. The Blazers are not a rebuilding team and have no energy to train new players.So, both the team and the players, they made decisions that benefited both parties.
The Blazers sent O'Neal to the Pacers in exchange for Dale Davis, who was famous for his shark-slashing tactics at the time-this was a very lucrative deal in their eyes, and the latter was a rare high-quality player in the league. The penalty area is combat power, and his strong style of play can quickly make the team's penalty area bloody.
O'Neal's arrival seemed to be accompanied by a string of bad luck.
Pacers fans collapsed during the offseason, Mark Jackson and Rick Schmitz and "God's Left Hand" Chris Mullin, and even Larry Bird, the head coach who has created brilliant years in a row, announced that he was laid off , and was replaced by Isiah Thomas, the later "creator of the New York garbage recycling station".
Who would have thought?O'Neal and Jonathan Bender can shine so quickly in the league, and their talents are visible to the naked eye, enough to make the most empathetic group in the world-sports fans-forget about the veteran heroes who left the team and quickly accept this. A youthful storm that makes people daydream about the future.
Tonight, both Jermaine O'Neal and Bender showed potential and strength as the team's future.
Bender is even more dazzling, because Jr. O'Neal has to fight against the Pistons' inside pillar Ben Wallace; on Bender's side, since Rasheed was ejected, his opponents have become Jerome Williams and Rashad Lewis, one of these two can resist and the other can shoot, with distinct characteristics, but neither of them despises him like Rasheed.
O'Neal's performance was limited in the third quarter, and Wallace's defense against him was extremely fierce and he did not give him a chance at all.
The brutal opponent plunged O'Neal into self-doubt, and he couldn't help thinking, would he still have a chance to score tonight?
This question will soon have an answer.
On the Pacers' first attack of the start, backup guard Teus Edney passed the ball to O'Neal.
After O'Neal took the ball, he took the initiative to attack.He is also a member of the 96 golden generation. Big Ben was an undrafted pick and he was a lottery pick. The starting points of the two sides are very different. Now, the former has just become the team's starter, but Big Ben was the Pistons a few years ago. The patron saint of the restricted area.
The gifted man won the round, as Jermaine O'Neal's footsteps swayed past Wallace and scored with a hook.
67 is better than 65
"We don't want to lose!" O'Neal shouted with courage.
Wallace asked sarcastically, "Do you think anyone wants to lose?"
Mo Mengchen threw the ball to Big Ben, who sent the ball.
Ahead, Mo Mengchen faced Edney.
I have to say that the Smiling Assassin has a soft spot for short winter melon defenders, which is largely due to the fact that he himself is a representative of short winter melon defenders.
The starting guard Travis Best, who was beaten to collapse by Mo Mengchen, was only 180 centimeters, and Edney was even more exaggerated, he was only 177 centimeters.This man is fast, accurate and aggressive, but just look at his weight, which is a pitiful 66 kg. His speed and shooting skills have no room to play in this ugly league.
Even if he, like Mo Mengchen, came from the 1995 draft, the latter would not be extrajudicial.
"I heard that you like confrontation?"
After Mo Mengchen said cruelly, he bumped into Teyous who weighed 93 kilograms with a weight of 66 kilograms. Just like O'Neill smashed Bradley, the matchup in this round had similar visual effects.
Edney took Mo Mengchen's blow head-on, and the miracle did not happen. God does not always favor the warriors. The so-called bullets flying around the fearless on the battlefield is just a fool's joke. The dwarf wax gourd was finally swallowed by the giant beast .
Looking at Edney who was knocked into the air, the smiling assassin roared wildly: "Isn't this a foul?!"
Mo Mengchen was too fast, Bender and O'Neal were not ready to help defend, he hit the basket as quickly as a flying bullet, a gliding dunk.
67 is better than 67
The shouts from Auburn were earth-shattering, and Mo Mengchen fell to the ground, turned to the furious Thomas and said, "If you are not ready to be knocked over, you little winter melons, don't play basketball, okay?"
"Or." Mo Mengchen walked slowly, and came to his classmate, Edney who was knocked to the ground, "Let's take a step back, you can try to have a sex change operation and join the WNBA? "
Dor.Mo's insulting trash talk angered everyone in the Pacers, but he didn't intend to shut up. "I believe a midget like him will be very marketable in the WNBA."
Smiling Assassin pointed at Mo Mengchen and roared angrily: "You have to pay for this sentence!"
Mo Mengchen ignited his opponent's anger, but none of his teammates worried about him. He did such things every day and never suffered a loss.
Internally and externally, he is like this.
"You'll have no friends like this," Hill told him.
"None of your business?" Dor.Mo replied coldly.
Devil Mountain was short of breath, and made a lot of pressure before the Pacers advanced to the frontcourt.
Mo Mengchen's trash talk can always stab people. For Edney, those few trash talks humiliated him from the inside out, but he couldn't refute.
On the court, if you want to refute, you have to show strength, otherwise you just hold back.
Edney knew that he didn't have the strength to fight against Yu Mo Mengchen, so he could only pass the ball to O'Neal and let the most talented person on the team find the field for him.
Immediately afterwards, Jermaine O'Neal couldn't do one-on-one. The Pistons' inside double-team defense is second to none in the league. They practiced for a whole season last season, and they shined in the finals. Now it has become their weapon to limit the super insiders.
O'Neal's career honor is similar to that of Yao Huang, and their coping abilities are also similar. Although they both claim to have one-handed passing, their assist-to-turnover ratio can't even reach 1:1.
Faced with the Pistons' double-teaming and blocking of passing lanes, O'Neal missed his first pass.
"Dor.Mo's ruthless steal!"
"Is this also called a pass?" Mo Mengchen taunted O'Neill face to face. Edney wanted to foul him, but he passed by him. He didn't make a foul, and he slid like a football player excitedly kneeling after scoring a goal. to the sidelines.
In front of all the walkers, Mo Mengchen jumped lightly and threw the ball with one hand.
In less than three seconds, Alan Houston caught the ball in the frontcourt and scored a layup.
69 is better than 67
"This is called passing." Mo Mengchen challenged.
O'Neal clenched his fists tightly, unable to vent his anger; the annoying Dor.Mo on the field was also unfamiliar to Bender, and this was definitely not the person he saw in the hospital.
Only Reggie Miller expressed helplessness, and these young people were completely led by the nose.
The more angry they are, the less they can play a good game. Against an opponent like the Pistons, a 3-minute power outage is like a disaster.
3 minutes may be a few rounds back and forth for other teams, but the Pistons have the strength to open the point difference to 3 points within 15 minutes.
"Mo, don't fucking scare the kids!"
Miller began to respond, and through the running position, O'Neal's high screen was solid, and Bender hit the pass to the most dangerous assassin.
Miller pulled the ball up and was about to shoot a three-pointer, but he saw Hill on one side shining in front of him like a beam of light, which seriously affected his shot.
The Pistons' offense is strong, as is their defense.
Miller, who was disturbed, missed a three-pointer.
"rebound!"
With a roar, Jerome Williams chased the rebound that was almost out of bounds, jumped up, and his body was parallel to the ground. No matter whether he could save the rebound or not, he would eventually fall to the audience or even the chairs on the sidelines.
“Nice!!!”
This scene stupefied the smiling assassin.
Williams roared and slapped the ball back into the court, Mo Mengchen yelled a quick break, and the other three rushed to the frontcourt one after another, overwhelming the momentum, the audience shouted wildly, the atmosphere was suffocating .
"Detroit's counterattack is done again!"
No one cares that the Pistons lead by 4 points, and everyone in the audience cares about Williams.
When he stood up, he was found bleeding from a blown head.Regardless of the wound, he shouted loudly at the camera: "Let us go DET!"
(End of this chapter)