from the golden generation

Chapter 28
The next day.

On the sixth day, it can be said that the road to enemies is really narrow, and the Knicks will challenge the Heat away.

It's only been a day since the two teams erupted last time, after the big fight.

Last time Yan Hai turned the tide and defeated the Heat.

But I don't know who will win or lose this time.

Ewing and Mourning are in the suspension stage, but the rest of the players can play, and they are bound to abuse each other.

In this regard, the Heat have been brooding about the last loss.

This time they are bound to avenge their shame and win the home game.

Inside the American Airlines Center in downtown Miami, the players were in a sea of ​​fiery red.

The home team enters the stadium and the audience cheers.

But when the Knicks generals entered the arena, they were accompanied by boos all over the sky.

Yan Song thought to himself looking at the fans around him who were rolling their eyes at him.

"No way, didn't we just have a fight?"

"As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other. How come you are here in the United States, and everyone is like a wolf."

Yan Song shook his head, hum, let's see if I don't kill them for a while.

But I have to say that the home atmosphere of the Miami Heat is very real.

Yan Song found the feeling when he first entered the NBA, and he was also enthusiastic.

After the jump ball with the referee's whistle.

The official start of the game was announced, and the Miami Heat held the ball.

Different places, same figure.

When Hardaway faced Yan Song, he still felt a little uneasy.

After all, Yan Song's iron fist really left a shadow in his heart.

At that time, he and Brown were chasing and fighting Yan Hai, but Yan Song turned around suddenly and knocked him down with a punch.
Brown was also not interesting enough, turned around and ran away, making them look ugly.

next moment.

Hardaway strengthened his belief, and after dribbling the ball under his crotch, he quickly broke through to the right.

Yan Song stretched out his big hand, and his body touched Hardaway, preventing him from advancing.

As he thought, Hardaway stopped in his tracks, ready to check the situation.

Yan Song didn't give him this chance, took out the basketball, and stole the opponent.

"Only these two times?"

Yan Song sneered, and ran away at a very fast speed.

Performed a difficult dunk for the home fans.

A backhand dunk from the crotch in the air, but the result was a burst of boos.

Yan Song frowned.

"You don't know what's good or bad because of this!"

Say it.

Yan Song extended his little finger to the people in front of him who gave him the middle finger.

"Rubbish."

Seeing Yan Song being so arrogant, Houston couldn't stand it anymore, and complained.

"Are you not afraid that they will beat you up in groups?"

"What are you afraid of? If they dare to attack, I will strangle them to death with scissor legs."

The words fall.

The two laughed, but this move made the Heat even more angry.

Indeed, in the revenge battle under the hype of the media.

The two of them were smiling, and it seemed to them that they were laughing at them.

"You really don't take us seriously!"

Brown suddenly stared at the two fiercely.

Do you really think that you are awesome if you win us once?
There was a sound, and the bench sounded again.

It was Mourning, he pointed at Yan Song and shouted.

"Attack!"

Finished speaking.

The referee on the side just glanced at Mourning and did not warn or give a technical foul.

The home players still have to show some face, otherwise, if there is an unpleasant incident.

It is easy for a player to attack the referee in anger.

And look at each of these professional players, each one is stronger than the other, and it is possible to kill yourself with a single punch.

...

Brown passed Houston with the ball, and Yan Song approached Brown, ready to defend.

Seeing Yan Song approaching, Brown threw the ball directly to Hardaway.

Hardaway hit a three-pointer, arrogantly made a pistol pose with his right hand, and gesticulated at Yan Song.

He was not proud for a few seconds, and the referee blew his whistle.

The celebratory action just now is a bad action.

The referee warned Hardaway, as for the penalty or not, we can only know after the game.

Yan Song must feel uncomfortable after being shot with a "gun".

Houston also understood that at halftime.Pass the ball to Yan Song.

Yan Song holds the ball in his left hand and shakes his shoulders.

Hardaway's figure flickered.Yan Song crossover is extraordinary.

Passing Hardaway is so easy, and Brown doesn't know where to come from.

Blocking in front of Yan Song, Yan Song stepped forward, and Brown took a step back.

Yan Song reacted quickly, pulling his hips back.

Hardaway and Brown failed to guard Yan Song.

The two of them refused to give up, and they stood up one after another and stretched out their hands to cover it.

And Yan Song, who played with the two of them before, was smiling and threw the ball behind his back to Houston.

Houston paused deliberately after receiving the ball, just looking sideways at Brown.

As soon as Brown landed, he ran towards Houston in a hurry.

Houston saw him coming and made a quick shot.

The Heat's home court was also silent at this time.

The announcer didn't know what to say, he had only one thought in his mind.

"Is this a monkey trick?"

next moment.

Yan Song and Houston high-fived each other and smiled brilliantly.

"Di Di!"

"Away team NO.20. Warning once!"

After saying that, Yan Song smiled even more happily, but Houston cursed in a low voice.

"Fake!"

After Houston finished cursing, the referee seemed to have heard it, and was about to reach out and blow the whistle again.

"Forget it, let's save face."

Yan Song immediately stepped forward. The referee was not bad, but he put down his hand and pointed at Houston.

Houston, on the other hand, looked at Yan Song with a bitter face, feeling aggrieved.

"You're already 25 years old, don't be so nasty."

Yan Song patted Houston's butt, Houston withdrew his face and smirked back to defense.

Subsequently.

The Heat will regain their touch and bombard the Knicks' basket continuously.

The two guards on the Knicks side both worked hard, Houston finished and Ward came on.

The dual-gun shooter style that appeared suddenly came out.

Literally, almost to the point of throwing the Miami Heat to death.

It has always been a league with a steady style of play and two-pointers prevailing.

Suddenly there was a team shooting [-]-pointers like crazy and looking out of place.

Or maybe only this team has evolved, and everyone else has fallen behind.

The first quarter is over.

The Knicks made a total of eight three-pointers, and relatively few two-pointers.

Some senior fans or announcers vaguely felt that the league might be about to change.

I always feel that a new era is coming, a Houston that has won the reputation of CIC.

Four three-pointers were scored in a single quarter. This team's current cooperation is too strong.

If a team has no experience and no strong leader, it will be difficult to fight against it.

but.

Few realize this, and it's a very serious one.

If the Knicks break into the playoffs, you will definitely get beaten up if you plan your tactics.

In the second quarter, a more exaggerated scene appeared.

At halftime, the Knicks scored [-] three-pointers in two quarters.

The audience was shocked, this is completely impossible.

But it happened.

Two made thirteen three-pointers, Yan Song contributed six three-pointers, Houston made five, and Ward made all two shots.

The three turned the Heat's generals on their backs.

The Nets seem to be on fire, because everyone's fear of the Knicks' style of play.

The pace of the new era has accelerated...

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