Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 235 Return Night!

"Yao Ming, Yao Ming, Yao Ming, Yao Ming~" The sea of ​​red in the Toyota Center, and the vaguely visible song of Yao resounded throughout the arena!

"The-blocks-from-Yao-Ming!" The on-site commentator Drexler stood up with an excited smile, and yelled at all the fans behind him, and then there was a lot of voices...

Alexander took the lead and stood up and applauded. Beside him, Olajuwon also smiled very brightly...

"Hold it! Hold it up!" Thibodeau has started to pace back and forth anxiously on the sidelines, shouting at the top of his voice, but the bulls who have been deflated are struggling and have no fighting spirit...

Originally thought that the Rockets' inside line was over...So, what they are about to face is the best inside line in the entire league...

It's like creating a night of killing, but in the end it's just doing useless work...

Yesterday was like the east flowing water...

Yao Ming competed with himself, and then turned on his full horsepower, like a battering hammer, smashing against the city wall with diamond-shaped iron bones...

Lowry, Dragic, Mayo, and Ariza, under the leadership of Yao Ming, began to launch a different-dimensional counterattack against the Bulls. They played a lot of cooperation as if they had experienced a new life.
The Frenchman Noah was terrified. In the past, guys who were a little shorter than him would hit back. But when he was facing a 7-foot-6-inch dinosaur with a kind of intimidating force that made it impossible to get close, he could only push outward with all his strength. Just as he pushed hard, suddenly, he found that the latter almost turned around with his strength, and almost knocked him to the ground with his ass...

Turn around and pick the basket easily, just like picking something out of a bag...

It's just that from catching the ball to turning around, and then to attacking, it is completely natural, and there is no trace of unfamiliarity...

This...is this the strength of the league's number one center?

"Yao~~~~Ming!"

The announcer shouted at the top of his voice, and the Toyota Center was filled with a sea of ​​joy...

"Derrick Rose is in big trouble! After he broke into the penalty area, he made either a mistake or a walk... He couldn't get rid of the big hand above his head, not to mention, Yao didn't need to jump at all! This made Rose, who averaged more than 10 fouls per game, very uncomfortable..."

"Yao Ming responded at the top of the arc! The ball was given to Yao Ming, and his huge body blocked Hamilton! It was given to Mayo, with an open three-pointer!"

"Have it!"

Adelman clenched his fists excitedly. He knew that compared with Yao's strong attack just now, this is the real change in the game trend after Yao Ming came on the court!
Dragic steals!The Houstonians played their 08-09 run and gun!
They didn't wait for Yao Ming to be in position, a quick attack smashed the Bulls' defense to pieces!

On the plane from Salt Lake City to Houston, Ron was so excited that he couldn't suppress his joy...

Originally still ashamed, chasing 10 points in an instant...

Pointing to the live broadcast via WIFI, he told Sloan vividly: "When Yao Ming is on the court, the Rockets believe in positioning on both sides: Yao Ming is on the two sides, as a low-post axis attack, and the other three shooters with three-point ability are on the three-man side, acting as high-post support, and launching a three-man running attack. This kind of left-handed sword and right-handed sword has fully used Yao Ming's containment power."

Mr. Sloan also nodded: "He is the number one center in the league, and he is your most precious treasure... You must know that when he plays a dominant performance, even if his teammates are all CBA, a good tactical strategy can make the Houston Rockets unstoppable..."

Yao Ming caught the ball again, and Thibodeau began to swear ugly words on the sidelines: "Defense! Push him out of the three-second zone! Idiot! No matter how much you stand on tiptoe, you can't get higher than Yao Ming! Use the foot, do you understand the foot? You idiot!"

Lowering the center of gravity can indeed keep Yao Ming away from the three-second zone, but is it useful to stay away from the three-second zone?

Back turn back jumper!
The ball is like a locator, and it is stably hollowed into the bag!

"Yao~~~~~ Ming!" The announcer was still full of enthusiasm!
Dayao raised his arms and shouted wildly, roaring like a god of war!

This is Yao Ming's night, this is the comeback night of the super center!
Ron: "Compared to other centers, the most terrifying thing about Dayao is his soft touch. During Van Gundy's period, he destroyed the enemy's inside line like O'Neal; during Adelman's period, he can act as a turret like Dirk Nowitzki..."

self boasting.

Sloan snorted, expressing disdain.

"Earlier, Kings President of Basketball Affairs Geoff Petrie peddled his own center with the slogan: 'Look at how many teams in the league put a 6-foot-8 guy on the 5th position, and then remind the audience that he is a center. Look at our Brad Miller!' The traditional center is dying, the inside is blurred, PF usurped the throne... This old-fashioned topic started with Tim Duncan, and now even Al Jefferson, David Lee, and Haslem are justified At the same time, what kind of situation does the real center live in? In another ten years, will Petrie put a New Year picture of Brad Miller in the paint to prove that there are still centers in Sacramento? The decline of centers is inevitable. If we go back to the 90s, Yao Ming is just an excellent starting center, that’s all.”

Ron smiled and said nothing, just staring at the screen to himself.

In fact, he also knows why Yao Ming and Howard produced dominant statistics, but the Rockets and Magic were not as close to the championship as the teams led by Russell, Chamberlain, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar or the four major centers in the 90s? The NBA style of play is changing, and many outsiders have pointed out more than once that the future hegemony of the league will be a team composed of five all-around players around 5, and centers like Yao Ming are almost extinct...

Fortunately, the last dinosaur, his identity is Chinese, and he played in Houston, that's enough.

I will definitely prove that a team based on a super center is also a dynasty!
At the Toyota Center, the Rockets also played passionately in the fourth quarter...

During Yao Ming's off-court break, the Bulls sprinted forward, and it only took 2 minutes for Adelman to put Yao Ming on the court again.

On the defensive end, Yao Ming was in the center to protect the penalty area, and everyone spread out to guard the three-point line; Rose and Luol Deng cut into the penalty area and Yao Ming assisted in the control, while Ariza and Lowry's rotation filled the mid-range gap.

On the offensive end, it is still a combination of Princeton and running and bombing. Of course Adelman knows how to protect Yao Ming, because he knows in his heart that unless it is absolutely necessary, he will still simply settle the battle by falling into positional battles and handing the ball to Yao Ming...

For example: Yao Ming is in the formation, on the offensive end, a heavy tank is the first to attract the enemy's artillery fire, and the light tanks lead the anti-aircraft artillery to cover up and kill;

Maybe Thibodeau should really practice his offense. When Rose can only solve the problem with a jumper, the nightmare of the Chicago people will come...

Maybe speed and basket are really a pair of pros and cons...

In the NBA, there are players with speed but no basket, and players with basket but no speed. When they play a certain point to the extreme-then they are enough to be among the All-Stars...

What if it's both?

That's the Super-star - Michael Jordan, Glider, Kobe, AI, T-mac and LBJ with full firepower...

Yes, Rose feels bad enough. Even last season, he led the Chicago Bulls to the playoffs alone. In the best rookie voting, he divided 30% of the votes to OJ-Mayo and 10% to Love. The reason is very simple, the shooting rate is terrible...

"Dengdengdeng..." There was a continuous sound of hammering irons, and in the end he was too embarrassed to cast and turned to score suddenly...

The Bulls are also the team with the lowest three-point shooting percentage in the league. Hamilton is no longer as brave as he used to be. He can only be the gatekeeper of defensive experience in the Bulls, just like he did to Kobe in 04...

The Bulls couldn't open it, but the Rockets played well...

Lowry and Yao Ming were old partners last season. He passed the ball to Yao Ming again. He slid the baseline astutely and got rid of Rose.

At the same time whistle, 2+1!

"The Houstonians dug a big hole and slowly filled the hole after Yao Ming played. They only scored 27 points in the first half, scored 33 points in the third quarter, and overtook the score in the last 3 minutes of the fourth quarter!"

Barkley: "Some people are born to dominate the basketball court...Kobe, Duncan, LBJ, Dwight, KD, etc... Now Yao Ming has joined the team, God, he is only 28 years old, a player in his prime!"

Kenny: "Yes, with Yao Ming's Rockets and the already energetic Houstonians, they are indeed unstoppable. They actually found the pleasure of cutting flesh in the defensive bulls! Is the Aerospace City going to rise again?"

In the last 8 seconds, when Boozer's desperate three-pointer dribbled into the frame, what this brought to the Bulls was just a flashback that prolongs the death time...

99:99, maybe the Bulls are rejoicing that this is the most incredible time since their All-Star Game, the only game that nearly broke [-] in almost regular time...

But the Houstonians have one more chance to attack, and everyone on Earth knows who will make the last attack...

Is it mayo? NO!
At this moment, Yao Ming, who was double-teamed by three players, saw that he had no chance, so he passed from the low post to the high post helplessly, and the ball was knocked out of the baseline by Noah...

1 seconds...

Looks like overtime is inevitable...

The last time the deployment was suspended, for some reason, Adelman always had a feeling...

It feels like the next goal will be the official opening of this great season...

So when Yao Ming and Ariza ran a cross, Lowry, who was serving the baseline ball, had an idea and threw the ball high into the sky...

Yao Ming catches the ball directly in the air and jumps the hook...

"...Hook! This is Yao Ming's 6th ball of the game! The first 5 balls have been scored, but this ball is very precious. This means whether to play overtime or completely end the game..." The live commentator was very excited...

Almost everyone in the Toyota Center is watching the ball. With everyone's vision, it draws a wonderful arc in the air. The final whistle has already blown ahead of time. Although the fully recovered Houstonians are not afraid of overtime, if they score, the game will come to a successful conclusion at this moment...

That ball flew over the rough Noah's five fingers, and under the desperate expressions of all the Bulls players, he bumped back and forth on the basket like a naughty child...

Finally rolled to the hoop...

"Oh-No!" Thibodeau held his head in frustration... All the Bulls players also looked at each other helplessly...

The whole place has exploded...

People cheered and called Yao Ming's name, and he himself was like a lion just waking up, beating his chest and roaring wildly!
"He-did-it! He-did-it! He-finished-the-game! Yao~~~Ming!"

At the moment when he stepped into the arena, he heard the colorful stripes floating around and the cheers of the fans, Ron almost laughed from ear to ear: "Long time no see! You are finally back! My old friend!"

　Guarantee a change

　　
　
(End of this chapter)