Chapter 135 The Boss' Pressure

Morris Chicks, the psychology expert who got the friendship of Allen Iverson, had to make tactical arrangements for fifteen minutes of the intermission. (,

This time I was on the court, I could see the chaos on the Trail Blazers bench, and I could vaguely hear Morris Chicks' hoarseness.

Morris Chicks is not Pat Riley, Old Nelson, Jerry Sloan, Larry Brown, George Carl and other coaches on-site command abilities. What he is excellent in adjusting the players' psychology, rather than on-site strategies and tactics.

I can't think of what tactics Morris Chicks will use to deal with us. All I can think about is how to tie the score, overtake and win this game.

"There are 5 points left, and two three-pointers can overtake, but the premise is that we must defend against the opponent's attack. Obviously, our defense was not very good in the second quarter, and we did not put down many balls."

"The Trail Blazers' inside line is no longer good. They don't have a big center to grab rebounds, but our rebound count in the last quarter was only two higher than the opponent. Kwame, you should pay attention to grab rebounds, especially the backcourt rebounds must be protected!" Doug Collins criticized me tactfully, but the smile on his face seemed to betray his inner joy.

I nodded. Although Doug Collins's coaching level is really not very high, he is the head coach and he is Michael Jordan's friend, and I have to respect him.

"In the third quarter, the Trail Blazers will inevitably strengthen their defense and cut off our passing route, so we should not pass the basketball to Kwame in the third quarter. Let's play Christian Letterner. Christian, pay attention to Kwame's position. Kwame must run like this..." Doug Collins kept drawing lines on the tactical board and pointing at my running position. It seems that Doug Collins is going to play three big and two small lines again.

Pause ends.

The Trail Blazers played: Sean Kemp, Rashid Wallace, Bunch Wells, Derek Anderson, Damon Stadamire.

The old Scottie Pippen sat on the bench, and the Wizards were: Itan Thomas, Christian Letterner, I, Courtney Alexander, Chauncey Billups.

Although Sean Kemp is already very garbage, the Trail Blazers' inside line is no one available, and the Wizards must let Richard Hamilton rest. Richard Hamilton played another ten minutes in the second quarter. He no longer thought carefully that he would really have no physical strength in the fourth quarter.

Damon Stadameer was transporting basketball from the outside, Rashid Wallace ran out of the three-point line to play pick-and-roll for Damon Stadameer, blocking Chauncey Billups, Damon broke through in, Christian Letterner made up for defense, and the ball was passed to Rashid Wallace, who had a slightly open position, facing Richard Hamilton, who was defending in place, Rashid Wallace directly passed the ball to the basket.

Derek Anderson suddenly got into the paint area, the basketball was above his hand, and an empty connection was about to form.

The Wizards are among the three inside players in this quarter. Although Itan Thomas' turning speed is a little slow, the remaining two people's turning speed is not slow, especially my turning speed is very fast!

When Rashid Wallace held the ball, I was already preparing to double-team. The moment he passed the ball, I had already started. The basket was so big. I took two tight steps and I was already pressing Derek Anderson from the side.

Anderson caught the basketball with both hands, held the ball with one hand in the air, turned the basketball around, and dunked it hard to the basket.

I jumped high and stretched out my right hand from Anderson's side, which was very sinister to him. When the basketball in Anderson's hand reached its highest point, I pressed the ball hard on Anderson's hand.

With the interaction of two forces, the basketball finally abides by the law of motion of force. After a slight pause, it runs along the direction of the greater force.

I slapped the basketball out hard.

Three big insiders are in the inside line. If the Trail Blazers' outside line can still run to the inside line to score, he will be the biggest insult to the Wizards' inside line.

Basketball is out of bounds, but it is still the frontcourt ball.

Derek Anderson served the ball outside the boundary, and the ball was passed to Rashid Wallace, who ran to the bottom line. The biggest card in the Trail Blazers, who was currently the biggest card in the Trail Blazers. After receiving the ball, he turned over and leaned back and jumped, followed by the sound of the basketball rubbing against the Nets.

Rashid Wallace is currently the number one scorer in the team. He bravely stood up when the team couldn't start the situation.

He roared and ran back to the backcourt, and there were bursts of cheers in the court.

I served Chauncey Billups at the bottom line, and Chauncey Billups were slowly dribbling.

I entered the inside and tried to catch the ball, but Bunch Wells hung firmly in front of me, interfering with my gaze with my teeth and claws.

To defend the front, Morris Chicks let Bunch Wells defend the front and prevent me from receiving the ball, so as to cut off the Wizards' offensive start.

Bunch Wells pressed against me tightly, in front of me, not messing with me, and he was in front of me after he died. It seemed that Morris Chicks gave the order of death.

Chauncey Billups used Richard Hamilton's pick-and-roll to break through the inside, and after hitting Sean Kemp, he made a small throw to try to score two points.

The basketball turned two laps on the basket and fell down. I carried Sean Kemp to the side, jumped high, and took the rebound. In the second quarter, the rebound was not protected well, so I had to work hard to get the rebound this time.

I jumped up again and tried to score two points by dunking, but the basketball I held in both hands was strongly sniped. Rashid Wallace emerged from behind Sean Kemp and slapped the basketball in my hand with a fierce palm.

The Trail Blazers really attach great importance to me this time. Not only did they not allow me to catch the ball, but they had Rashid Wallace to defend themselves during my second attack, and I became the focus of the Trail Blazers.

I was a little angry, but this was the pressure that the boss of a team had to bear. Jordan was injured. I had to bear the pressure of being strictly guarded by my opponent, and I had to score points.

The bottom line serves, after some series of covers, the basketball was finally sent out, and Chauncey Billups was able to reorganize the offense from the outside.

I ran to the outside to play a pick-and-roll for Chauncey Billups. Billups took the opportunity to kill in. I moved to the angle of 45 degrees outside the three-point line, and was preparing to take a pass from Chauncey Billups and make a three-pointer.

There are Itan Thomas and Christian Letterner in the inside, and I feel relieved that they are fighting against rebounds. As long as I don’t get short on the outside, I have to worry about my three-pointers.

Chauncey Billups' breakthrough made the Trail Blazers' defense shrink. No one was guarding me anymore. The basketball was already coming, accompanied by the basketball passing by, and the figure of Rashid Wallace pounced over.

I jumped firmly, not an ordinary jump shot, my body did not lean back at all, but had a slight tilt forward. My arm bent gently, facing Rashid Wallace's hand pounced on him and leaned forward.

"Bang!" The ball took a shot, and Rashid Wallace's hand also touched my forearm.

"Ding!"

Rashid Wallace raised his right hand high, and the foul was fouled and the penalty kick was three times.

Although my three-pointer takes time to brew and find the slow pace, I don’t have to brew at all. This round has been going on for a long time, and as the No. 1 pick in this year’s draft, I have the responsibility to end this round perfectly.

I resisted the pressure.

Three penalty and three hits!

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Chapter completed!