Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 63 Butterfly Hurricane
Xiaode breathed evenly, he seemed to feel that he was in this magical land, in this psychedelic night...

He can do anything...

Steve Nash's teachings are still fresh in my ears...

We are all the same kind of people, we don't have their natural explosiveness...

But we have more developed minds than theirs...

And this is the weapon we use to defeat them...

"Nash! Thank you for your teaching! Looking forward to playing with you..."

Goran Dragic raised his hands under everyone's joyful eyes, his brows shining with heroic spirit...

"My God!" ESPN's famous senior commentator Stark exclaimed: "No one can predict that a sophomore from Eastern Europe can have such an eye-catching performance!"

The old man posted several live attacks on Dragic on his interactive Twitter.

"The rhythm of ball control is superb...the timing of speeding up is unique...the dribble breaks through without any sloppy fancy moves...I know this kid is good! But I didn't expect him to be so good!" Drexler expressed his admiration without reservation at the scene.

The Toyota Center shouted loudly, and even the pickiest audience was conquered by his stunning goal...

Dragic was not complacent because of this, and he quickly returned to the Rockets team like a little sheep alone, with a solemn expression and piercing eyes.

69:56!Only recovering 4 points, the entire Pacers team seemed to have lost their souls, and 5 people slowly advanced...

"If you think that this alone can reverse the momentum, you're wrong!" Dameng explained to a new rookie assistant on the side.

"They are consciously slowing down their pace... After all, they still have a huge advantage in their hands..."

When Ron heard the whisper behind him, he also agreed in his heart.

If you take it lightly now, it is very likely that the gutter will overturn. Dragic's two goals showed his extraordinary talent, and the Pacers are indeed a team with strong execution.

"But in this case, isn't that very unfavorable to us? If we want to recover the score, what measures should we take?" The rookie "student" asked weakly, and Olajuwon, who was still complacent just now, gave a cold blow...

measure?It's very simple, defend every ball, then seize every opportunity, and strive to hit a small climax. No, it is the end of the third quarter now, and the Rockets have no room to waste time!
Best to take it away!
A big orgasm!

"Looks like this guy from Slovenia made the Pacers break out in a cold sweat..."

"That's right, oh, that, is that guy really here to race? Are you sure he's not here for the switchback race?"

The ESPN commentator is referring to the guy who is driving the ball right now, TJ Ford.

He has already been hacked by his own fans this season.

In Indiana, people counted the number of Pacers jerseys sold by each player...

The best is of course Granger's No. 33... Even the newly arrived three-none player -- no physique, no talent, no brains, and the jersey of the first-year Hansbrough are all interested.

Who is the only weird data? TJ-Ford.This time, the sales ratio of the football jerseys has become negative, and some people even changed the number angrily after the return date.

Some people even boldly stated that as long as TJ-Ford gets out one day earlier, he is willing to pay for the jerseys in the hands of all citizens who expect to return them...

This kind of extreme hatred of iron and steel actually represents the heartache of all Pacers fans for the Pacers' strong poaching of the Bucks and the glass man Ford for thousands of years...

There's no way you can't play well and always stay on the bench to recuperate from your injuries, so-please bear the blame.

Everyone thinks that this guy squeezed out the old Miller (retired), and by the way, let the European king of Lithuania, Jaskovicius, return to Europe because of not being reused, and never return to the NBA.

"Is he running? He only knows how to run..."

"Maybe he can't outrun this new guy who is 10 centimeters taller than him."

Right now, Ford is already in a state of shock because of Druid's strong blow. He only scored 4 points in the game. Although the Pacers quickly made corresponding adjustments, in front of the unstoppable Druid in this game, he can only become the background emperor again...

"Dragic breaks through! Goal in!"

"Dragic steals Ford! He's like a wild horse..."

"This ball is very unreasonable! This ball has to be played like this!"

...

Whether it is the live audience or the radio guests, everyone has been conquered by this Hurricane Kid from Slovenia!

Dragic is running amok!
Dragic kills like hemp!
Dragic is amazing!
In just 3 minutes, rebounds, assists and steals broke through 3 points, and many fans even asked puzzled, why did this such a strong kid have to wait until the second half of the third quarter to play the game?

The Pacers coach called several timeouts in a row.

No matter if it is Watson or Hyde, no matter who they are, they will be torn apart by Xiaode's simple but practical extraordinary skills...

The Rockets have gradually found their own rhythm, and under the leadership of Xiaode, the attack wave is becoming more and more intense!
The next thing is like the butterfly effect - a butterfly in the Amazon rainforest in South America, occasionally flapping its wings, can cause a tornado in Texas two weeks later...

And Xiaode is the butterfly that caused the hurricane!

Sure enough, under the strong performance of Xiaode, the barbarian Jordan Hill took the lead in attacking!

He rebounded back and forth several times in a row, and slapped Granger's ball flying in a help defense!

Then there is Ariza!Against Granger again, he has turned into a jelly candy, holding back his opponent, preferring to foul rather than let Granger easily take a shot.

Following the combination of Scola and Mayo to attract most of the Pacers' defensive energy, the other three turned into snipers, and Xiaode's three-pointer shot directly at Ford's forehead...

Now it was the Pacers' turn to panic, and they were beaten by the Rockets in just 3 minutes. Although the score was 74 to 69, they still held a 5-point advantage, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the defeat was like a mountain, and the scene was gradually being beaten. They could only rely on Hibbert's inside attack to score points.

Last attack!
Everyone in the Pacers is already anxious, wishing to return to the bench to rest earlier, as if they were the ones playing back-to-back games yesterday!
Seeing Larry Bird walk to the bench and prepare to give them face-to-face instructions, and the Indiana who just saw a glimmer of light, Granger, the ace player they rely on the most, gave everyone a head blow with a mistake...

Obviously, Granger, who is standing in the eye of the typhoon again, hopes to use his speed to get rid of Ariza. Tiezha's style is domineering interception, and it cannot be said that Granger is not good at handling the ball.

Generally, when a tall man breaks through, his center of gravity is unstable. After a dull half of the game, Ariza finally burst out like an accelerating rocket, directly stole the ball away, and knocked Granger into a stagger...

Three-line fast break!The time has entered the countdown period!

OJ-Mayo took the lead, followed by Dunta-Jones with all his might to catch up, the ball directly dribbled two steps from Ariza's hands, and flew towards the opposite center line...

Who is there?
Xiaode, like a hurricane sweeping fallen leaves, actually left the famous sports car TJ Ford behind him. He picked up the ball and crossed with Mayo on the side. Jones saw the exact position of the ball and rushed fiercely. He had already heard Hibbert's dull steps behind him!

All of a sudden, he realized that the ball hadn't passed out and he hadn't made a layup. He stayed in mid-air strangely, and when he fell, he suddenly found a white-skinned Eastern European boy with a strange smile and a backhand!

"Hibert..." he yelled!

The big black pillar that had chased after him earlier flew up...

"Don't jump!" Jones just blurted out the last part of his desperate sentence, and the kid's "backhand layup" was thrown over the basket like a long eye behind his back, and flew to the other side...

Hibbert, who was working in the air, followed the trajectory of the ball and looked aside...

who is there OJ-Mayo!

With a bang, pull out on the spot!

The body leans back, and the left hand holding the ball also drags the ball as far as possible to extend backwards infinitely...

He bends his bow like a full moon... strides like a shooting star...

And there was a passionate collision with Hibbert in the air!

It's over!Headlines!

This was the last sentence that came to Hibbert's mind before landing...

"boom!!!"

slam-dunk! !The time is just right with a buzz!
Buzzer! 2 points to win!And catch up to within 5 points!
Mayo was furious, looking up to the sky and screaming!Burn out the depression of the whole game!
Tomahawk style - dunk!
All the players who arrived later surrounded Mayo in the core like a Chinese New Year. Even Adelman, who is usually the most unsmiling, showed a little joy!

The tens of thousands of spectators at the Toyota Center looked at each other in blank dismay at first, and then roared scramblingly. Everyone's eyes were full of disbelief and excitement!

Mayo made an unbelievable slam dunk on Hibbert!
"Black Yao Ming" was arrogant all night, and was dumbfounded for the first time...

Maybe it is true as he said, he is about to hit the headlines, but it is true that he is the background emperor...

The atmosphere in front of the audience has been blown to H, what will happen next is self-evident!The Toyota Center is already in full swing! MVP voices come and go!
And this wonderful assist came from the quiet guy who was currently burying his head in picking up the ball. He once again used the European step and gentle technique to tease the two most powerful players in the Pacers, and helped Mayo complete this shocking dunk that could destroy the confidence of the Pacers!
Mayo walked out of the crowd with a stride. He hit Dragic with a bloody chest bump. The two of them wore the most passionate smiles, and were carried by everyone to the Rockets bench...

Hibbert was very frustrated. It was because of this guy who defended while standing that the Pacers could firmly control the rhythm...

And right now, even Granger is full of doubts...

He couldn't figure out why this Rockets team suddenly looked like a wolf that had shed its sheep's clothing, and every player howled fiercely...

"No, we can't go on like this!" Everyone raised their heads, and it was Hyde who was usually taciturn.

"We still have a 3-point lead! We need to find our rhythm!" Luther Hyde said while looking at the retired jerseys hanging high in the Toyota Center...

Once upon a time, he also had a long-cherished wish. He hoped that he would continue to play for the Rockets...until the day he couldn't play the ball...

It doesn't matter how much the salary is, the important thing is that he hopes that on a sunny day in his seventies and eighties, he will bring his children and grandchildren back here.

He proudly pointed at these high-hanging jerseys, and said to his children: "See, this is the combat uniform that your grandfather and I wore in those days..."

"We must not lose to them...we can't..." Hyde paused and continued: "At least I can't..."

Tears welled up in his eyes, causing everyone to hold their breath: "Have you ever tried, when you love a team deeply and are willing to give everything for it, but in the end it feels like being betrayed by it ruthlessly?"

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For some reason, the Pacers' bench was full of turmoil. Each of them had solemn eyes and expressions. Ron looked at them. Larry Bird, who had always maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, had a bright smile on his face at this moment...

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