Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 80 The Three Point Rain in Salt Lake City

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During the last few minutes in the dressing room, Ron watched everyone calmly.

Of course, everyone looked at him with admiration.

Whenever someone asks the members of the Rockets what they think of Ron, everyone has a lot of endless words from their own deep experience...

"He always has a way..." Scola hesitated: "His thinking is very unique, you know...he doesn't have much time to deal with us...but basically every time he appears in the locker room, we will be infected by his self-possessed look..."

"Great! Playing under him is great..." Dragic said with a smile: "You know, he is not a person who loses his temper casually. I basically smile when I see him...I personally feel that a successful team manager must be like him..."

"Cool! He's cool!" Hill smirked.

"We never have to worry about it, we just take care of the game...Leave the rest to him..." Even Lowry, who doesn't talk much on weekdays, has his own views.

"Ron? Haha!" Dayao laughed, "He's not that kind of professional manager. Generally, in our image, that kind of person only smiles under the camera of the media, but he... we all say that he is the real leader of our locker room..."

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"Guys!" Ron said confidently: "Just now I have handed over the 'key to victory' to our coach, our top card..."

Mayo bowed his head in embarrassment and secretly rejoiced.

"So... Lisa... please book the earliest private charter flight in advance, we are coming to Houston to celebrate! My three consecutive victories!"

"Oh!"

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"Korver 3 points! Yes!"

8 points!
From 2 points behind to 8 points ahead!
The Jazz's bench smiled brightly, and the fans in Salt Lake City beat drums and shouted. Many people followed Korver, who returned to defense, and compared the three fingers raised in the "OK" gesture.

Barkley: "This is different from what I expected...I originally thought the game would not be spent until the fourth quarter...It seems that the Rockets gave up their resistance..."

Kenny: "Yes, it's very stupid...I can only describe it this way...You must know that without Yao Ming's inside restraint, they can't find the sight no matter how fast they run outside..."

Offensive and defensive conversion!Rockets are still fast!
If in the first few rounds, he still waited for other teammates who hadn't settled down from time to time, but now whoever shows fatigue will be replaced by the old man immediately!

Mayo dragged Kirilenko to get together outside.

Look at the 24-second attack time and only 4 seconds have passed. Lowry rushed inside like the Jazz with the ball without even thinking about it!

With a muffled grunt, another car crash occurred, but the ball was picked up by the astute Ariza!

The chaotic master Ariza played a decent back-up. After a feint, he made a direct pull and hit the front. Mayo directly made a tip-up to get back 2 points.

"Don't you want to hit a 3-pointer?" Mayo wiped his sweat a little and sighed.

Glancing slightly at Ron, who was concentrating on his thoughts, Mayo gritted his teeth and rushed to Deron's side.

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After Ron finally said the plan, Mayo looked shocked, and soon he calmed down, but he just didn't think it would do any good to call him this kind of thing.

"Are you wondering why I asked you to participate?" Ron looked at him strangely...

I rely on!Are you a monster?He even knows what's on my mind!

"No...uh...hehe...maybe..."

"Don't be so sentimental! You haven't reached that point yet!" Ron joked and then suddenly became serious: "But in my bet, you are my bargaining chip... Without you, even if I win the bet, I won't win any money."

"You know our physical fitness can't be overwhelmed..."

"The thing about physical fitness is that you may not even notice their existence when you are playing downwind. Once it becomes headwind, it will only bother you more and more."

"But... the same... Sir, they are also human..."

"Ignore the others, there is a guy who must be allowed to sit on the sidelines early to rest..."

"So... I hope you can..." Ron whispered in his ear. As Mayo's expression became more and more horrified, even Adelman, who was thinking at the side, was whetted...

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Back to the game!

Mayo didn't give an inch, he spat out trash talk, and then suddenly pulled out all the stops to defend...

"Do you dare to shoot 3 points? Don't you dare to shoot?"

The trash talk can be regarded as not heard, but the guy in front of him is too defensive!It's like a shot was deliberately left for him...

What does it mean?
Deron shook his head at Boozer, who was sitting on the side. The latter stopped the pick-and-roll, but with a little expression and movement, Mayo suddenly flew out...

3-point jump shot!To Mayo's face!Despite some reluctance, Deron still chose to make a decisive move...

As long as this goal is scored, Mayo will be unpredictable whether to make a sudden or a shot in the next round.

Not getting in is just wasting an opportunity.

Sometimes it's that simple...

It's just that the simpler things are, the harder it is to do!
The ball collapsed out of the frame, and Hayes overwhelmed the Turkish brown bear Oku and put the rebound into his arms. This is already the 10th rebound of the game!
"Thank you, my daughter is fine, my family is fine...Thank you!" This is Hayes' inner roar to the Salt Lake City fans...

"Fast attack!" Mayo took the lead, surrounded by Lowry who was fast going...

The two of them understood and started running in different directions!

One man guards the gate, and ten thousand men cannot open it.

The AK47 Kirilenko in front of him had this kind of experience. Even if it was 2 on 1, he calmed down and stared at the trajectory of the ball.

Mayo has stretched the ball in front of him greatly, and then pulled it back behind him as if teasing him, passing under his crotch...

This is a series of streetball moves that happened while running. Mayo tricked Kirilenko with the shaking direction of his head. The hand holding the ball lightly shook in the direction opposite to his eyes. The ball followed the inertia of high-speed running and went straight to the baseline!

Lowry's 3 points!Lowry is not good at shooting 3 points!It's just that he doesn't shoot very much, so the Jazz give priority to the Rockets players who are out of position by others!
Swish!
Hollow into the frame!

5 points away!

"Hey! What's the matter? You couldn't even make the shot when you were asked to shoot just now!" Mayo began to provoke again.

"Shut up!" Deron slammed into Mayo angrily. Basically, the big point guard was just watching, and the ball was only directed to Kirilenko who ran out of neutral!

Russian AK47 shot!

when!The rim vibrated, but the ball veered off its course.

Inside gladiators!

"Wow!" In the hand-to-hand combat, Master Hai won again!

Haiye's backcourt rebound!
I don't know why, but the lingering wind suddenly blows towards the rocket!

This time it was Mayo's catch and a direct 3-pointer!
The ball got into the heart of the Jazz again...

What happened to the rocket?
With tens of thousands of fans in Salt Lake City holding their heads in frustration, there were only boos and sighs left...

"You can't do it!" Mayo flashed proudly in front of Deron...

"What did you say?" The provocation again and again made Deron lose his temper.

The two confronted each other like a needlepoint, with physical confrontation, running without the ball, and sticky candy-like death. Deron could no longer bear the swearing with Mayo. The two even swung their elbows at each other during the confrontation, full of passion...

One thousand wounds to the enemy, eight hundred self-damages...

Mayo finally got his fourth foul and staggered off the court. The boos he received were more like Ron's approval of him.

Deron wasn't much better either, and was picked up for a foul when he turned around...

3 offenses, and breath urges…

And all of this was Ron's trick to Mayo during the intermission...

Duizi…

The Jazz also used this method back then. Boozer and Dayao were almost the same in terms of points and rebounds...

Now Ron asked Mayo to exchange Deron, neither of them scored.

There is Martin in Mayo's end.

Needless to say, Deron's role in the Utah Jazz?

Deron was not replaced, but he ran slower and slower...

Immediately afterwards, Lowry also took Mayo's gun and continued to harass Deron...

"If you continue like this, you will be played to death." The old coach Sloan obviously saw some clues.

Although he was indecisive, he finally removed Boozer first and let Millsap, who can shoot three-pointers, debut.

"Don't worry!" Tie Shuai was still quite confident in his judgment, and he began to comfort the frustrated Boozer: "They are the cornered beasts! Soon they won't be able to run anymore! You see Mayo has already started to stagger when he leaves the court!"

Martin replaced Mayo.

He wandered around the perimeter and failed to score 2 points. All the fans who had just experienced Martin's rampage breathed a sigh of relief...

As soon as Millsap came on the court, he hit a 3-pointer with a single blow, and the 3-pointer to stop the bleeding caused all Utah fans to wave their towels and light sticks to vent their anger...

It's just that Deron is tired...Consecutive offensive and defensive transitions and Mayo's excessive choke made him physically and mentally exhausted...

Not long after, Lowry was replaced by the faster Dragic, who continuously broke through the out-of-state Deron, scored frequently, and delivered shells to the outside.

Three points!Budding!

Three points!Martin!
Three points!Ariza!

Very upbeat consecutive three-pointers!

"Shua~" A series of crisp sounds, even Ron found it inconceivable...

The continuous three-point rain made Millsap's clean dunks after a few pick-and-rolls look so pale...

"Three-pointer! Another three-pointer! Are they participating in the All-Star Three-pointer Contest?"

"Run! Press! Make trouble for them with your body!" Sloan shouted anxiously from the sidelines, and Deron squeezed Dragic to the inside with his last strength, which was a dunk on Hayes' head!
"Ah!" he roared...

Just as he was about to sneer with his ferocious eyes, he suddenly choked up...

It's not that I forgot the words, it's because the habitual cheers didn't appear in my ears, only bursts of urgent urging instead...

Xiaode didn't chase after him after he broke through, but instead galloped forward...

long pass!After catching the ball, play a three-step basket directly!

Korver, who was chasing, had no time to make a prediction, and stretched out his buttery hand again...

He didn't get dragged down, and this little defender from Eastern Europe made a pretty elegant backhand pull!

Hit three points!
Also 2 points!1 more free throw!
Deron was speechless.

And out of breath...

Looking at the 76:70 above the head, the momentum of the Rockets' increase in points seems to be stronger...

Can this group of people still run?I can't even run!

The audience was silent, and even he looked helplessly at Sloan standing on the sidelines...

pause!

Sloan called a timeout that he didn't even want to call...

It is very possible that as long as Deron persists for a while... the rocket will completely collapse...

And often, a high-load machine is completely paralyzed by a small screw falling off...

Deron sat on the bench with a towel draped over his head, grunting and looking extremely depressed.

I won... I won the bet.

Ron closed his eyes and looked up at the blue night sky...

Olajuwon was about to say something, but Ron asked first: "Go out for a walk? I want to see the snow in Salt Lake City... You don't need to watch this game, you have already won..."

"What? What do you mean? What's going on?" Under Olajuwon's inexplicable murmurs, Ron smiled and got up and walked out the door...

AJ-Price, Millsap, Boozer, Brewer, Kirilenko.

Reluctantly sacrificing this lineup, Master Sloan is still a little out of his wits...

This lineup is to pinch the Rockets tightly, and use Millsap and Boozer's rebounding ability to make the Rockets' running and bombing lose the protection of rebounds and be at a loss!

Brewer and Kirilenko's wing defense ability, coupled with Millsap's help defense, even put a few big locks on the outside!

All that's left is for the Houston Rockets to lose all their fuel and regain the advantage!

When Deron plays again, the Rockets probably only have a group of first-year freshmen left...

But the question is, can you really clamp down on a crazy team?
Even Aussie center David Anderson started waiting for the ball from beyond the 3-point line…

The Rockets tell you clearly that they are going to shoot you to death. This time, David Anderson is running on the field with Druid, Martin, Budinger and Barry Sr.

It's all 3 breakups!

All the Rockets players stood up, prepared towels and waited for the next 3 points to be scored!
It's hard to see Sloan with a dead face...

Even Boozer's frequent successes didn't help.

Just as Martin subsided, Xiaode went crazy again.

He regards Price as a plaything, a simple change of direction to accelerate, and Anderson's single block allows him to step on the ground in the paint area. No-look-pass, the ball is of course given to Anderson who just split to outside the three-point line after the block.

His three-pointers are unambiguous!Go ahead!

When the audience was silent, the atmosphere was like a rehearsal for the second quarter. Before the Rockets got down, the Jazz got down first...

They couldn't even make a 2-point shot.

Conversely, no one dares to vote for the Rockets.

The old Barry who proved that white people can fly can run from outside the 3-point line on the wing to the inside to rush for offensive rebounds, which shows how embarrassing the Jazz were beaten...

The Jazz were completely stunned... they didn't even make it to the normal position...

Martin's flying two-handed dunk after receiving a pass from Barry was ignored by Millsap...

Then there was another three-point rain...

Old Barry's... Budinger's...

Even Xiaode's running three-pointer at the buzzer in the third quarter went into the frame...

Salt Lake City was completely stunned by the three-point rain, and the fans were also stunned. Not many people even called Defense...

The DJ's voice is hoarse and there is no improvement...

All that was left was watching the score being torn apart little by little...

After three quarters...93:74...

Are you sad?
...In fact, from the first sight of Sloan's unkind face, the sadness...

I already knew it would be inevitable...

——Ron's memories after his three-game winning streak...

　Sunday is still a wretched update, and Monday is still a very good and powerful third update!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)