Chapter 269 Opening the pot

This is the world, the soft ones are afraid of hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of being stunned, and the stupid ones are afraid of being desperate. Although Brad Miller turned over the big shark Shaquille O'Neal, when he met me, he had to lie down when he was a tiger, and he had to squish him as a dragon. That evil smile disappeared from Brad Miller's face, and he didn't dare to use his annoying little movements. He began to fight with me head-on, but on one-on-one, although he was experienced enough, his strength was obviously at a disadvantage, and I could still defeat him.

But the head coach of the Indiana Pacers, the "smiling assassin" Isaiah Thomas, who was broken from the tip of his toes to his hair, quickly asked Ron Artest, who was not afraid of death, to assist me in defense. Faced with the two people's desperate defense, I had to temporarily start a transit station and could no longer be a terminator.

The Wizards really took the initiative to defend this time. Everyone was struggling to compete for every floor ball, grab every rebound, and throw their body out of the face of every ball flying out of bounds. At the end of the half, the Wizards had 11 more rebounds than the Indiana Pacers, of which 6 more rebounds in the frontcourt than the opponent, but the Wizards fell behind 11 points in turn. This is impossible. The Wizards' shooter group is really out of shape today. Whether it is Richard Hamilton, Larry Hughes, Caron Butler, or Michael Jordan, Courtney Alexander, they all turned into blacksmiths, and they beat iron endlessly.

42:31

The Indiana Pacers temporarily led by 11 points and ended the first half.

"Coach, our touch is too bad. We need to try our best to get close to the basket, otherwise we will definitely lose this game!" I gasped, and after a few sips of water, I said directly to Doug Collins.

Doug Collins frowned. From his reaction, I knew he wanted to win, but he obviously hadn't thought about how to win.

"We made 1 of 9 three-pointers in the first half. Now the Pacers obviously shrink their defense. All of them shrank to the inside and couldn't break in at all!" Caron Butler, who is good at breaking through, complained directly.

"If you want to break in, you have to pull them out. If you don't pull out, we can't get in at all!" said Chauncey Billups. As the Wizards point guard, Chauncey Billups obviously has a deep understanding of the breakthrough in the first half.

"The key is that our hands are so bad!" Richard Hamilton frowned.

Doug Collins was silent all the time, but he couldn't remain silent forever. When he was halfway through the break, Doug Collins finally spoke.

"Since the feel is not good, then we will smash the feel! In the second half, Michael, Richard, Chauncey, Carlos, Kwame, you five are on the first place. When attacking, Michael, Richard, Chauncey, Kwame, you four are on the outside and shoot three-pointers. Carlos, you are grabbing rebounds in the inside, Kwame, once your teammates take action, you should quickly insert into the paint area and help Carlos grab rebounds!"

"When defending, we implement two-three joint defense, Kwame and Carlos, you two stand like this, Michael, your defense is here, Changxi, your defense is here, Richard, your defense is here, you must force it out when defending, and you must be optimistic about your defense."

"Since the feel is not good, then shoot more shots. We can't feel bad throughout the game. As long as we shoot the feel, everyone works hard!" Doug Collins encouraged everyone's morale.

The cold feel may be due to many reasons, but if you want to make the feel warm, you must shoot through the shooting. Only by daring to shoot and being able to shoot will the feel warm. As long as one person in the entire team feels hot, the feel of others will be quickly driven.

There is no other way, so I can only shoot until the touch feels completely hot.

The third quarter starts.

Michael Jordan first made a three-pointer on the outside, but the basketball turned two laps in the basket and still turned out. I tried hard to get into the paint area and compete for rebounds. However, because I was a little outside at the beginning, I had no way to win the rebound, and the rebound was obtained by Brad Miller.

The Wizards quickly retreated.

I stood in my position and resisted Brad Miller, and glanced at Jermaine O'Neal, Chauncey Billups kept pressing Jamal Tinsley with his strong body, interfering with his pass.

Reggie Miller was running around with Richard Hamilton, while Ron Artest kept hitting the old Michael Jordan with his body.

Ron Artest finally found an opportunity. He threw away Michael Jordan and received a pass from Jamal Tinsley. Then he fought Michael Jordan hard and killed directly from the bottom line to the inside.

He stood in his position and stared at Ron Artest's every move, while his body resisted Brad Miller with all his strength, not allowing him to act rashly.

Ron Artest did not come by himself, and he passed the basketball with a hit pass to Reggie Miller who ran out at a 45-degree angle.

I slid, jumped up to face Reggie Miller, and slapped at Reggie Miller in the face.

"Rebound!" I shouted, reminding my teammates.

As a sharpshooter, Reggie Miller finally missed the basketball. Carlos Butler grabbed the rebound.

Chauncey dribbled outside the three-point line, Jamal Tinsley stood at a 45-degree angle on the three-point line, defender Chauncey Billups, and they were standing on the three-point line with Reggie Miller. The others were tightly huddled inside.

But the Wizards only Carlos Boozer ran to the inside to compete for rebounds, and everyone else was at the three-point line, but who would shoot the second ball? This is a matter of course.

The first ball was shot by Michael Jordan, but he didn't score. Then he couldn't shoot the second ball anymore. The remaining few people were only Chauncey, Richard and me. I am the team's destined boss, and Chauncey directly handed the ball to me.

I stood half a step outside the three-point line, at the top of the arc, facing the basket. This is not the place with my highest hit rate, but it is also the place with my second highest hit rate. I raised the basketball, jumped up gently, held the left hand lightly, and pushed the basketball with my right hand and threw it out.

I felt good, but I wasn't sure if I would go in. I landed on the ground, kicked hard, and rushed to the basket. I used my shoulders to hit Jermaine O'Neal who was trying to block me, and knocked him aside and rushed into the paint area.

The basketball was spinning on the basket, and he was still spinning when I got to the basket, and he was still spinning when I pushed Brad Miller aside.

I held Brad Miller, and I occupied the most favorable position, and the basketball that was already spinning on the basket fell down.

The ball went in! It was a bit incredible! Even I didn't expect much, but the basketball fell directly from the middle of the basket and fell into my hands.

Surprise! Although it was a bit unexpected, it was more joy!

The Wizards' outside line finally opened the pot. Although this was an inside line who made the basketball, it was opened the pot after all! This is a good sign!

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Chapter completed!