NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 296 Be Your Own Westbrook

Vogel yelled loudly: "Wake up, this is the playoffs."

The team members looked tired and yawned: "Go back to sleep again."

Vogel let out a long sigh: "Shuzi's inadequacy and strategy!"

In a fit of anger, he went into the rotation, and the panting James was replaced, as was Thick Eyebrow.

On the court are Westbrook, Monk, Rivers, Meng Hua and Tucker.

Five players with a height of about 190 are too small.

The Lakers have played so hard this season because they lack wing players.

Melon can only attack but not defend, Ariza is both offensive and defensive, and has long since lost the courage of the past.

The wing couldn't play out and struggled, and then quickly signed Johnson and Gabriel.

The management is simply insane to expect this kind of extra players to improve the team structure.

Where can I find so many Meng Hua?

When the Lakers stood on the court again, O'Neal, who was eating biscuits, choked and coughed violently.

Barkley squirted out a mouthful of water, faster than blood.

Smith laughed wildly.

Yang Yi slapped the table angrily, even through the thick lenses and screen, he could feel his sharp eyes like a knife.

Wang Meng sneered: "I have never been so confident as I am now, and I can also be an NBA head coach."

The players also felt a little inappropriate, but more excited.

They've never played this kind of lineup, but at such an important moment, these players were sent up, and they were eager to prove themselves.

Westbrook has been sprayed for a season, and now there is no James, no thick eyebrows, if he can harden up, let's see who dares to spray him in the future.

Tucker's three-pointer has been solid for a season. Now without James, he should be able to attack with the ball. He will let people see that he has been practicing hard.

Monk also wants to prove himself. He doesn't score only when he plays pick-and-roll with James. His physical fitness is also very strong.

Not to mention the undrafted Rivers, this is his first playoff game, and he will not let others down.

Only Meng Hua was not so excited. He had been entrusted with important tasks countless times. Even if it was the first playoff game, this kind of ordinary moment would not make him more excited than the last moment.

When Westbrook catches the ball, he only feels as light as a swallow, every cell in his body is evolving, and he feels so comfortable that he wants to dance.

After passing the midfield, Westbrook couldn't help but jumped up, his steps getting bigger and bigger.

Payne had never seen this kind of pace while dribbling and jumping, and he was a little dazed, wondering what Westbrook wanted to do.

It's right if you don't know, Westbrook has already broken through, turned into Megatron, and rushed to the basket to kill McGee.

McGee's heart trembled, as if someone had a cold war, his hands and feet trembled, and he couldn't take off to block the shot.

He is right, if it takes off, it can only be used as a background board.

Megatron came from top to bottom, and a windmill dunk came.

Surprised four people, everyone was shocked.

James, who was a little dissatisfied with being replaced, silently gnawed at his fingernails.

Payne dribbled the ball across half court and faced Westbrook.

We used to dance together, but now we can only draw swords against each other.

Payne changed direction, and Westbrook lost his position at once, but he walked around behind Payne and tried his best.

Fortunately, it happened to cut to Payne's ball.

Westbrook stepped on the Hot Wheels, flew into the sky and escaped from the ground, and a battle ax made the scene completely quiet.

Westbrook roared, vomited the haze that had shrouded his head throughout the season, he felt the vitality of his body returned, like a monkey grandson who had been unsealed.

The Suns attacked, Booker received an assist from Payne and continued to score two points.

He gave Westbrook a sideways look, idiot, even if you dunk the rim, you get two points.

Westbrook gave him a disdainful look, we need to boost morale, you must make sure you understand the ball.

Booker sneered, the one I caught was no smaller than yours.

Westbrook dribbled the ball with his head covered, and kept reminding himself along the way that he couldn't eat alone.

If you want to make great achievements and don't want to eat alone, the best way is to make a fortune.

Use a sharp breakthrough, pass the opponent, attract the enemy to double-team, distribute the ball to the open teammates, and let everyone participate in the offense as much as possible.

Westbrook thinks so and does so.

After passing Payne and attracting Ayton's defense, he distributed it to Tucker.

Tucker yelled at the ball, my three-pointer is about the same as yours, and I still want to break through.

He simply took a step, relayed Westbrook, and launched a second round of impact on the Lakers inside.

Seeing Claude make up, Tucker shook his head and returned to Rivers who was motionless.

His passing level is more sure when passing the ball without moving. Both Monk and Meng Hua are running at high speed, and he is afraid of making mistakes.

Rivers drew his bow and shot an arrow and made a three-pointer.

Monk shook his head straight, your sister, I ran to the basket, and there are vacancies, so don't you pass it?

Swish!
Rivers hit a three-pointer.

Monk changed his face in seconds, yelled "strike", and high-fived Tucker to celebrate.

The choice is not important, the result is the most important.

You have to be able to score goals all the time, and no one will say that you are alone if you don't pass the ball throughout the game.

The Suns have changed their formation, and also replaced the fifth junior. Their fifth junior is not small, taking into account both mobility and height.

Johnson quickly made contributions, running the pick-and-roll and attacking the Lakers' basket.

The Lakers have no inside line at all, and the basket is blown to pieces.

That's all, let go of it.

Westbrook finally couldn't control his demons and chose to shoot a three-pointer from the outside.

Maybe it was because he was too relaxed, and his mentality has improved his level. The ball was hit steadily and hollowly.

The young master was completely excited and waved his fists.

Give me the fackball, I've hit it so fucking early.

Vogel encouraged: "Strike the ball, be yourself."

The young master gave him a blank look. I wanted to be myself a long time ago, but you have always refused to let me.

The Suns attacked, and Payne was calm and steady.

Shamet made an empty cut to the basket and scored two points lightly.

His speed is average, his wingspan is average, and his physical fitness is even more average. He shoots from the outside, but the Lakers are embarrassed not to hit the inside.

The Suns fans are completely excited, it doesn't matter how many points the Lakers score, as long as they are still scoring, the point difference is still very stable.

Westbrook turned into Megatron and broke through Payne again. He also knew that two points were not enough. He aimed at Meng Hua in the left corner.

He was stuck in the air to the limit, and he fell heavily on the floor.

Westbrook is definitely the first to fall like this for a pass.

His fighting spirit is burning, and he wants to be reborn as a phoenix.

Meng Hua received the ball, Westbrook was too strong, his wrist shook, he didn't stop at all, he just raised his hand and shot.

Get started when it's time to get started.

With textbook-like movements, the basketball draws a wonderful arc until it falls into the net.

Single quarter tied.

The momentum of the Lakers is getting stronger and stronger.

The Suns attack, this ball is more critical, Payne surrendered the ball because Booker wanted it.

Rivers crossed the river with a iron chain, and Booker, slippery as a loach, still got in through the crack beside him.

Looking around, the sky is high and the clouds are wide.

Booker suddenly felt that he was a giant spirit god, strong and dexterous, and his defenders were like dwarves.

Snow White was watching from the sidelines, and there was no need to feel sorry for her. Booker's evil thoughts grew, and he deliberately rushed into the Lakers' iron barrel formation, rose from the ground, and smashed Huashan.

Bang!
Booker dunked and scored, and the Lakers' basket cracked.

(End of this chapter)