from the golden generation

Chapter 102 Small Goals (for collection)
"Let's welcome the biggest dark horse of the season, New York! Knicks!"

At home, the league ace Knicks will be on the stage.

The fans cheered excitedly when they saw Ewing, Yan Song and others running out.

"Ewing!"

"Yan Song, I love you."

The fans are very enthusiastic, and the atmosphere is one of the best among the 30 teams.

But that's nothing compared to the Bulls, so far.

In this season, the game with the best atmosphere is the one known as the "War of Gods".

Jordan is a god, and Yan Song, as a member of the new generation, is a challenger to the theocracy in everyone's eyes.

But in that game, Jordan was superior and pressed the clock down, and the Knicks were only a little bit close to tying the game.

Thinking about it now, Yan Song still regrets that he didn't score an extra goal.

but.

The matter was over and it was over, and the two teams never fought again, which made Yan Song very headache.

Now they will face the 32-24 Cavaliers.

The opponent is not strong but not weak either.

This sentence can only be said by a strong team.

Before the game started, Yan Song walked to Houston and said.

"I want to get a little assist, you know."

The words fall.

Seeing Yan Song's twitching eyebrows, Houston couldn't help laughing.

"You want to give me sudden points and let me score?"

Yan Song nodded, Houston was a little proud.

It seems that Yan Song recognizes his strength very much. Houston feels that there are not many people who can make Yan Song trust.

I am fortunate to have Yan Song say this to myself, no matter what, Houston will score 30 points today.

"Don't waste time, both of you, stand up quickly."

Ewing spoke, not knowing what the two of them were talking about.

But guess what, the brains of both of them have always been abnormal, and they might make something terrible.

"Players from both sides please get ready."

Seeing Yan Song chattering beside Houston, the referee had no intention of leaving, so he could only tell them.

The game is about to start, so get ready.

next moment.

Yan Song ran to the spot where the guard was standing. In this game, Charles was on the bench, and Houston didn't know whether it was the point guard or the guard.

"jump ball."

After Yan Song finished speaking, Ewing stepped on the ground with both legs and got the ball ahead of him for a split second.

Cavaliers center Potapanko clicked his tongue, and he was a step slower, but the problem was not big.

They are confident of beating the Knicks, and the Knicks are [-]% sure of beating the Cavaliers.

Yan Song held the ball, he first took a look at the positions of everyone on the field.

next second.

Yan Song slashed to the left, and Phils, Houston's opponent, took a step back.

Because Brandon, who was defending Yan Song, was thrown away in a few steps, he needed to fill in to prevent Yan Song from continuing to break through.

But Yan Song didn't, Yan Song turned his back to the two of them.

Both of them subconsciously thought that Yan Song would go to the left and right, but Yan Song just threw the ball and handed it to Houston.

Houston scored its first point of the game with an easy shot from midrange.

"Good cooperation, Yan Song's wide vision and Houston's stable mid-range shot, this goal must be scored."

"That's right, the two of them cooperated very well."

The commentators discussed a few words, Yan Song didn't go to celebrate with Houston, this game was nothing, and it wasn't exciting.

There is no need to celebrate, it will appear that Yan Song and Houston are pretending to be 13.

After Houston made a two-pointer, everyone has not yet taken the next step.

Seeing that the Cavaliers wanted to make a fast break, Yan Song stepped forward to the bottom line and waved his arms frantically a few times.

Potapanko, who was serving, froze for a moment, and his teammates clapped their hands.

After that, just such a trance, the Knicks are enough to run to the frontcourt.

After Yan Song waved his arms, he ran back to the frontcourt slowly.

I didn't do anything, don't look at me, I just waved my arms a few times.

Yan Song ignored the eyes of the Cavaliers players looking at him,

Find the players you need to guard, Brandon.

This is Brandon's sixth season, and he has started more and more games since 91.

His scoring average has also increased from 7.4 points to 19.3 points, which is a good scorer.

"46.5 percent shooting, not bad."

Yan Song praised the opponent, but the better the praise, the harder the beating.

Yan Song rolled up his non-existent sleeves, shook his head, come on, let me see your strength.

Brandon was a little surprised. Could it be that Yan Song wanted to get serious with him?

No, no, no, Yan Song's heart is higher than the sky, and most people look down on him, so it is impossible to use all his strength to teach himself a lesson.

Brandon comforted himself and dribbled the ball to around a 75-degree angle.

Yan Song didn't give Brandon too much space. The opponent is a scorer and can't give Brandon space to shoot.

Yan Song doesn't want to be scored by the opponent.

Cling, interfere, reach out and steal.

This is Yan Song's common defensive method against some players.

Regardless of the short eight characters, it is very easy to use in actual combat.

Of course, the formula is not important, what is important is the basic skills of the players, extremely solid basic skills.

Brandon was unable to break through for a long time, so he could only pass the ball.

Under such pressure, Brandon's pass went wrong.

Yan Song's fingers touched the basketball, and the ball stopped at the top of the arc.

Seeing this scene, Houston flew straight up without any hesitation.

Just kidding, Yan Song put it bluntly today is to get assists, as long as I serve Yan Song well, why don't I worry about not getting the ball.

Immediately afterwards, Houston lay down on the ground and passed the ball to Yan Song, Yan Song said.

"Good shot, Alan."

After all, Yan Song walked like flying.

The opponent's speed is also not inferior, just one step behind Yan Song's right.

Yan Song has been dribbling with his left hand to prevent the opponent from stealing.

Near the free throw line.

Yan Song felt that the time had come, and he took a unlucky step to the right of Brandon who was defending him.

Brandon raised his hand behind his head to stop Yan Song from attacking. Yan Song didn't intend to attack at all. Alan worked so hard just now, and he felt sorry for him if he didn't pass the ball.

next second.

Yan Song tossed the ball, the ball arrived, and Houston dunked with both hands.

This time, the duo celebrated, high-fived each other, and ignited the home court for the first time.

"Good cooperation, but Yan Song's desire to score in this game is a bit small."

That's right, the desire to attack is small, and Yan Song's main purpose is to achieve one thing.

Make a double-double or triple-double.

He didn't know that there was another saying before, that is, a player has ten or more of the five stats.

This is "one pair", and two items are "two pairs".

And so on, like three pairs, four pairs, and so on.

Today, Yan Song's small goal is to get a double-double.

And Yan Song also knows his own situation, scoring and assisting are relatively easy.

Yan Song would grab a few rebounds if he could.

Try to get a triple-double.

　The first update, it’s over, it’s over, it’s really exhausting.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)