i'm really an insider

Chapter 105 Chapter 102: Coach Mike Brown's Classic Tactics

A sudden cornfield wrestling match made the fans so excited.

The heat wave at the scene almost toppled the dome of the arena. Although the Timberwolves and the Pacers are not old enemies, who can't watch such a lively scene full of passion!

Just punching Xiao Ao was worth the fare.

Above the lively crowd, Bird, who was smoking a cigar in the box, stood in place, petrified directly.

I remember it wasn't like that at Wayne University?

You see, when Pao'er and Wayne were dirty, Wayne didn't overreact.

but

Bird now just wants to know what Artest and those guys did to that rookie.

Give me back my innocent basketball boy, bastards!

"It's only the fourth game of the regular season, so something went wrong." Beside Byrd, Walsh took off his glasses and rubbed his face with his hands.

Although I knew that this group of guys would definitely not play the whole season honestly, but your restless fists were too excited too early.

It's only the fourth game of the regular season, hunks, are your fists so hungry?

Well, next, the Pacers will have another wave of public relations.

Bird and Walsh: You guys just be good basketball players.

On the sidelines, Carlisle was also adjusting his emotions.

When he saw Wayne being pushed away by Olowokandi just now, he was taken aback, for fear that Wayne would be bullied.

As a result, Wayne went up to shoot Garnett with an elbow.

Wayne is a kid who can usually hide well, but unexpectedly he is also a master of martial arts.

Thank goodness, thanks to Olowokandi's shove, Wayne caught the referee's eye.

Otherwise, now he will lose two players, Ole and Wayne.

Behind the bench, Aunt Jenny covered her mouth in worry.

She was very worried when she saw that Wayne fell badly, was pushed again, and was sprayed by Garnett.

He is just a rookie, why should he encounter this.

Well, I can only say that Aunt Jenny is still too one-sided in her view of this aspect.

As everyone knows, Wayne is the biggest winner.

People are also beaten, but they can still stay and play games.

Referral is called operation!

Rather than feel sorry for Wayne, let's feel sorry for the little wolf who almost broke two ribs.

"The game is not over yet, no matter what happened just now, calm down!" Carlisle picked up the tactical board again, trying to stabilize the team's emotions.

"Don't worry, I will be optimistic about Wayne not letting him mess around." Artest patted his chest and said.

Carlisle looked contemptuous, do you think you are humorous?

But Wayne didn't quarrel with Artest this time, he just listened to the tactics silently without saying a word.

Now, there is only one voice in Wayne's heart: "Win, you must win!

I won't give you the face of MVP!

Xiao Ao's punishment cannot be in vain. "

The game restarted quickly, and because of Wayne's first-degree flagrant foul just now, KG had to make two free throws as soon as he came up.

Hardt's free throw percentage last season was close to 80%, which is relatively stable.

But Hardt's first free throw hit the front of the basket.

"No, Kevin missed the chance to tie the game. But it doesn't matter, the Timberwolves still have a free throw and a throw-in."

The first free throw was missed. Garnett was not disturbed by the fans, but because the ribs that were elbowed by Wayne still hurt!

This affected his shooting.

So, Karl Malone's iron elbow is really a basketball skill.

Where can I find this kind of skill that can reduce the opponent's free throw percentage?

Although he missed a free throw, the opponent was always the MVP.

The second free throw, after adjusting both his mentality and his body, Kuite made a steady shot, and the score was evened!

"Two free throws and one hit, the Timberwolves still tied the score. Now the situation is more tense, let's see who wins!"

Mike Brin couldn't help leaning forward. The rest of the match had to be as exciting as the cornfield wrestling just now.

As Jermaine O was sent off, Jeff Foster took the fifth position.

This also means that Wayne has to shoulder the heavy responsibility of defending hard specials.

Vampires and werewolves must fight today until one of them falls completely!

After the free throw, the Timberwolves throw the ball out of bounds.

Garnett leaned against Wayne in the middle distance and raised his hand for the ball.

He wants to eat this rookie who made him lose face!

Sure enough, Szczerbiak passed the throw-in to Harder, and then the audience opened up, and the MVP and MOP started playing directly.

After Garnett got the ball, he turned over and shot a jumper. This is his favorite offensive method.

As for why he didn't choose a breakthrough but chose a jumper, maybe it's because he really couldn't stand it.

Don't ask, it's just a Jagged jumper.

Wayne has created another classic case of elbow convincing.

However, Garnett, who was about to shoot, still felt very uncomfortable in his ribs when he raised his arm, which caused him not to find the best shooting state.

So, the basketball bounced twice on the rim, and then slipped out!

"Missed, Kevin did not seize the opportunity to overtake."

The chain effect of Wayne's elbow is simply astonishing.

Artest grabs the rebound and makes a quick push in time for a counterattack.

As a result, when he was laying up, Szczerbiak, who was the chicken thief, looked back and pulled out, resulting in a mistake.

Failures, endless offensive failures, seem to have become the norm today.

Both sides know that only one goal is needed to win the game.

But after the conflict just now, the defense of both teams has become more aggressive.

Wanting to score a goal seems like a luxury.

Every time you want to successfully score the ball, you have to spend a lot of effort.

It stands to reason that Harder should continue to stick to singles now.

But he was also afraid that the game would be lost because of him. The miss just now greatly affected Harder's self-confidence that had nowhere to rest.

Therefore, this time he left the chance of the key ball to the madman Sprewell.

But how easy is it for a madman to score a goal in the face of a martial sage who is engrossed in it?

With a sound of Duang, the basket was smashed again.

Basket: "Can you do some personnel work, my neck is going to be crooked!"

The fans looked so anxious. The score was tied, but no one could break the deadlock.

For this reason, Carlisle took the old Miller back up, hoping to increase the efficiency at critical moments.

But after two rounds, the score was still 88-88.

The exhausted Miller hit an iron, and Hardt's hook near the three-second zone also missed because Foster double-teamed it in time.

So far, there are only 8 seconds left in this iron fight, which is extremely tragic

The tragic here refers not only to physical confrontation, but also used as a metaphor for everyone's hit rate.

The offense of the two teams today can be said to be horrible, let’s take a few arrow figures as examples:

On the side of Xiao Ao who was sent off, he only made 22 of 9 shots in the game, shooting 40.9% and scoring 22 points.

After the miss just now, Hardt scored 21 of 8 in the game, shooting 38.1%, and also scored 22 points.

The 38.1% shooting rate is not qualified even if it is placed on a guard, and he is still an insider.

Wayne was also defended badly. He made 4 of 1 three-pointers and 10 of 4 in the game. He has only scored 13 points so far. This is the worst offensive game since he entered the NBA.

His value today is more reflected in the defensive end.

and cornfield wrestling.

The maintenance staff at the Bankers Life Arena should be in trouble. Today, the basket needs to be repainted.

In the last 8 seconds, the two sides drew.

At this time, the entire bench of the Pacers was silent, and even Artest was rarely quiet.

It's clear to all that their crunch time performance has historically been poor.

The shadow of last season's Eastern Conference finals seems to hang over Indian City again.

"The Pacers are in big trouble, and their three-game winning streak is likely to be ruined here. Everyone's shooting is not accurate today. At this time, we have to play key shots. There is no Jermaine O'Neal. It is too difficult!"

On the sidelines, Carlisle, who used up the last timeout, glanced at everyone, and then arranged a key ball tactic exactly the same as before.

"Wayne, you cover Reggie. Jeff, you hold the defense in the paint. Reggie, you come out and get the ball"

Reggie Miller stared at Carlisle, ready to hear him finish his last sentence. Although he was very tired, he was ready to shoulder everything.

That's what he did with the Pacers.

Jie is the soul of the team!

But Carlisle's voice stopped abruptly.

Do you really want to do this again?

Time and time again, game after game, counting on the 40-year-old Miller to turn the tide?

There is no other way?

"Fuck!" Carlisle smashed the tactical board, he didn't want to do this again.

Today, both the Pacers and Timberwolves must break through their upper limit in order to take this damn victory!

This damned victory about dignity!

Then, he glanced at Wayne and plagiarized assistant coach Mike Brown's favorite classic tactics during the summer league.

"Last play, give Wayne the damn ball!"

Everyone raised their heads suddenly, but quickly regained their composure.

In the luxurious private room, Bird didn't know how Carlisle would choose.But he trusted the guy, and he believed Carlisle would make the best decision.

The game restarted, and everyone looked dignified.

After two conflicts, the outcome of this game has gone beyond the scope of ordinary regular season.

As Carlisle said, it's about dignity!

Jenny clutched her chest, it was the first time she was so nervous because the game entered an anxious moment.

Is the Pacers' sense of substitution behind the bench too strong?

No, it was because she wanted a player to win so much for the first time.

Wayne is standing out of bounds, ready to serve this throw-in.

The sweaty Kate stepped forward to obstruct, of course, he finally shut up.

Since the conflict subsided, the voice of Hard Teh forcing Lai Lai disappeared.

God knows if it's because I want to concentrate, or because I'm really scared.

"Reggie was on the field, and Ron was also there. I don't know, I don't know who Carlisle chose to shoot this last shot." Mike Breen couldn't figure it out. The Pacers' key shots were not so much a matter of changing routines, but rather a lack of a reliable choice, so the key shots were often changed.

Wayne threw the ball to Anthony Johnson and quickly set a screen for Reggie Miller.

Philip Sanders was secretly happy, he guessed right!

Pacers, only by Miller!

Those poor fellows.

Miller came out off a Wayne screen, circled to the top of the arc, and caught a pass from Anthony Johnson.

Without hesitation, the emaciated No. 31 leaped high, as if preparing to make this fatal blow.

however!

When Miller was about to make a shot, he turned his shot into a pass and quickly threw the ball into the three-point line in the air.

"It wasn't Reggie, Reggie passed the ball! The one who caught the basketball at the last moment was Wei!" Mike Brin's goosebumps rose, and it was Wayne who caught the ball last?

Is this a tactic or a mistake! ?

Hard Special also wanted to know whether this was a tactic or a fucking mistake!

If the tactics of the Pacers are like this, then you are really dogs, and you really don't take my MVP seriously!

Just hit me, but you still want to kill me?

Don't go too far!

"What? It's Wayne?" In the box, Donnie Walsh stood up from the sofa.

Byrd clenched his fists tightly, his joints turned white from too much effort.

Come on kid, let everyone see if you can change the fate of this team.

Joke or myth, which would you choose?

After Wayne gave Miller a pick-and-roll, he fell to the low post on the right. This tactic was originally made for him, and Miller was just a wingman.

This summer, Wayne followed Schmitz to practice a good low-post turnaround jumper, but he has never tried it in actual combat.

This is the first time, and it is also a life-and-death decision.

Because he has never defended Wayne in the low post, Harder doesn't know Wayne's specific habits.

Therefore, he is actually very difficult to defend.

Wayne leaned against Garnett and leaned his back deftly.

Time passed by second by second, but Wayne didn't panic at all.

To be honest, this kind of moment is not uncommon for him.

Even Wayne kind of enjoys the moment.

With 3 seconds left, Wayne suddenly turned around and raised the basketball!

Hardt jumped up with all his strength, he was high enough to slap the shot straight out.

However, Hardt, who was waiting in the air, saw that Wayne's hands were still holding the ball tightly!

This is a feint!

After Hardt's body began to sink, Wayne slightly bent his knees and took off lightly.

Hardt could see Wayne's expression clearly, he was unusually calm, not like a rookie!

Wayne leans back slightly, allowing his shot to escape the long arms of last season's MVP.

This position is very similar to the one when Wayne scored the game-winning goal over Okafor in Minneapolis a few months ago.

Wayne made a successful shot, and the basketball slowly approached the basket.

Garnett turned his head for the first time and saw the basketball circle around the hoop.

Then crash into the net against the sound of beeps and red lights.

"beep~~"

"Bang! Goal scored, Wayne completed the lore over the head of the MVP! God, wonder boy Wayne, this is his fourth game in the NBA, the fourth game! Before that, he only made 10 goals in 4 shots and only scored 13 points. But at critical moments, Wayne never fails!"

"The NCAA lore king, completed his first lore in the NBA! I don't know how to describe it, this will definitely be the beginning of a great career!"

The werewolf finally fell in a pool of blood.

And the bloodthirsty bat greedily enjoyed his victory.

Under the deafening shouts, Garnett stared blankly at the basket.

I, the dignified MVP, was beaten up by a rookie in this ghost place, and even killed by him.

Is this Nima real or fake?

Behind him, Wayne raised his head proudly, walked towards the grandstand with an arrogant expression, rubbed his chest vigorously, and shouted at the grandstand.

"I killed the fucking MVP!"

According to Wayne's mouth shape, Jenny interpreted it in this way.

　This counts as an update on the 2nd. Continue to ask for votes, Lao Ge begged on his knees.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)