from the golden generation

Chapter 133 Yan Song's Pain
"Very beautiful tactical coordination, the Knicks gained an advantage from the beginning."

Although the 5-0 start is nothing, but this is the playoffs, as long as it can lead the opponent, it is good.

However, this advantage will not last long.

In the next round, Hardaway withstood the pressure and scored a layup, which can be regarded as moving the disadvantage back.

The Knicks attacked again, and Yan Song began to analyze the current situation.

The Heat have Mourning on the inside, and the chances of being blocked by storming the basket are not small.

And what I have to do is to make sure to score every goal and try not to miss every goal.

At the same time, Yan Song also decided to steal the ball near the inside or compete for rebounds.

After all, I have a good height, can jump high, and can grab rebounds very well.

Yan Song made arrangements, passed the ball to Houston, and started running again.

And with his running, the nine people in the audience also moved.

The rest of the Knicks are thinking about how Yan Song will attack and what kind of cooperation is needed.

The Heat are worried about what kind of offense the Knicks are going to carry out.

In this way, Yan Song's running drove everyone.

Yan Song also changed from aimless running to purposeful running.

He noticed that Houston was on the right side, and he was now near the left free throw line.

The next second, Mourning saw Yan Song running towards the bottom line, and hurriedly asked someone to go to the bottom corner to prevent it.

Before he could say anything, Mashburn gave up defending Oakley and ran towards the bottom corner, waiting for Yan Song there, as if he was waiting for his prey.

But the next second, the Heat were dumbfounded, Yan Song didn't go to the bottom corner, but ran outside.

Heat guard Leonard followed closely behind Yan Song, but was caught by Oakley's pick-and-roll.

After going back and forth, Yan Song actually had a vacancy, and he received a pass from Houston near the top of the arc.

Naturally, Yan Song would not give up on the perfect opportunity to make a move.

Bend your knees, press your wrists and move your fingers.

Yan Song's textbook shooting is admirable.

The movement is smooth and the ball is perfectly hollow into the frame.

"For the second three-pointer, the Heat need more people to participate in the task of double-teaming Yan Song."

The commentary explained the current situation of the Heat, 8 to 2, and the points were all scored by Yan Song.

Don't the Heat still understand who they need to double-team and keep an eye on?
Two three-pointers and the game was suspended.

It was called by Heat coach Riley.

Yan Song took a peek, and the old man Riley was pointing at a few players, as if he was arranging something.

For the Knicks, Van Gundy doesn't need to arrange anything, because the team has been playing very well and there is no need to make any adjustments.

If you make random adjustments, it will actually hinder you and slow down the team's progress.

"Brown, Hardaway is keeping a close eye on Yan Song. This is the playoffs. Give him some hard work."

The old man was not soft-hearted, Riley clenched his right hand tightly, he didn't want to lose.

What did he ask the players to do, just give Yan Song some high-intensity confrontation...

Soon, the first quarter of the game continued.

Yan Song still maintains that arrogance.

When Hardaway came over with the ball, Hardaway relied on hitting Yan Song.

The huge impact force made the unsuspecting Yan Song take two steps back.

"Ok?"

Yan Song was a little surprised, because Hardaway's attack method was not quite right, he belonged to the kind of intentionally pushing hard to hit himself.

To put it bluntly, Hardaway's actions don't seem to be for offense, but for himself.

Fortunately, Yan Song is fine and will be fine.

He has undergone special training from the three big men in the team, and his strength will definitely not be too bad.

After all, Hardaway's strength is higher than that of Qin Yu, Johnson, Oakley, and Ewing.

Yan Song resisted Hardaway's impact firmly, and did not lose the wind in the slightest.

Hardaway also changed from being proud at the beginning to panic and surprise.

Yan Song in his impression couldn't withstand such a blow, what's going on?

Hardaway was surprised, but there wasn't that much time.

next moment.

Hardaway turned around and blocked Yan Song with his hands, apparently about to make a layup.

"Di Di!"

Before Hardaway took off, the referee blew his whistle.

"Heat player Hardaway, an offensive foul!"

After the referee announced, Hardaway went to the referee to argue with a look of injustice.

The referee couldn't stand his nagging, but since this is the Heat's home court, he couldn't give a technical foul, but just gave a warning and asked Hardaway to go back.

Hardaway ate the turtle, and had no place to vent his anger, so he found Brown and asked what happened just now.

Brown covered his face, looked up at Hardaway, and asked.

"You really didn't know just now, where did you hit Yan Song with your hand?"

"Where? I just blocked him with my hand, and it should only hit his thigh or stomach."

With that said, Hardaway turned around and saw Yan Song lying on the ground, clutching his crotch.

"My law!"

Hardaway suddenly realized, no way, could it be that when he just shook his hand, he hit someone's...

"hiss."

Hardaway gasped and scratched his face again.

Seeing the Knicks looking at him angrily, Hardaway felt even more embarrassed.

"Brother, I really didn't mean it, and I didn't know that I would hit someone there."

Hardaway apologized repeatedly in his heart, and coach Riley on the bench also blocked his face.

I told you to give it some strength, but I didn't ask you to do this.

...

Just like that, everyone in the audience looked at Yan Song who was lying on the ground, just like that.

They could understand Yan Song's pain, but Yan Song didn't care much about it.

He is considering whether the referee can give himself two free throw opportunities, or one.

Yan Song narrowed his eyes and looked at the referee, who seemed to have noticed someone's gaze.

But Hardaway didn't do it on purpose, and this was the Heat's first foul, not the fifth.

If Hardaway did it on purpose, the referee could consider giving Yan Song one or two free throws.

He could only ignore Yan Song's gaze, and after Yan Song had a 3-minute rest, he announced that the game would continue.

"Grandma's!"

When Yan Song heard the whistle, it would be impossible to cheat and punish him, so he jumped up and stared at countless people.

"Damn, didn't that kid lie on the ground just now?"

"This acting skill is really no one else."

"Cunning yellow man!"

The voices of countless fans sounded, accompanied by boos all over the sky.

"What's the matter, I was hit by someone, it's not enough to cheat two free throws."

Yan Song started to argue in the direction of the auditorium, but no one heard what he said.

The game continued, and many people took the episode just now as a joke.

Because Hardaway fouled, the Knicks got the ball.

Yan Song looked at Hadaway with some malicious intentions.Hardaway felt he was about to face disaster.

He lowered his head to look, and went on the stage biting the bullet, still muttering in his mouth.

"God bless."

...

Yan Song served the ball, and the Heat had no one to stop it.

Johnson easily got the ball and passed it to the inside. Before everyone returned to the defense, Ewing received the ball and singled Mourning.

The tough guy Mourning stretched out his big hand, covering the sky and the sun, and his strong defense blocked Ewing's hook, guarding his own basket...

(End of this chapter)