from the golden generation

Chapter 330 Mad Dog?Malone

The Jazz are rejoicing, while the Knicks are getting more and more fierce.

On the inside, because Malone has been marking Yan Song, the Jazz lacked a few rebounds in the first quarter.

Those who win rebounds win the world.

Ma Long should not forget this truth, but Ma Long is like a young man with blood.

There is no such calmness that the old man should have.

"Ma Long must have been driven crazy by Yan Song."

Stockton muttered in his heart, and he also looked at Yan Song.

Ma Long was defending at the top of the arc, watching Yan Song come over and turn his body sideways to hit the top.

Ma Long's seemingly stable lower body was directly pushed up by Yan Song. It can be seen that Yan Song's actions are retaliatory.

If he dared to retaliate, Ma Long would be even more angry.

"Your uncle's!"

Malone had just been punched, and Ewing was punched firmly, which caused a lot of damage.

He felt that his jaw was dislocated, and now Yan Song dared to provoke him.

Malone is ready to strike again, and he has already done it, just like he did with Thomas.

Ask Yan Song to sew dozens of stitches.

The next moment, Yan Song, who was relying on the beating, felt that Ma Long was pushing him with an elbow, and the opponent was increasing his strength to resist.

To put it bluntly, Ma Long is pushing Yan Song, preventing Yan Song from relying on beating.

This is an illegal behavior, but Yan Song didn't care about it.

He took this opportunity to turn, and then used his assist hand to push Malone's arm away.

But on the way, Yan Song took the opportunity to slap Ma Long.

"Made!"

Ma Long was angry, really angry, he raised his fist to hit Yan Song.

Ewing, who was on the inside line, could see clearly and hurriedly said.

"Yan Song is behind you!"

After the words fell, Yan Song thought that someone was coming to steal him, so he subconsciously made a ball protection action.

But Ewing's worry did not go away, Yan Song slowed down slightly and looked back.

"Whoosh."

Ma Long punched nothing, as if he accidentally fell down.

But Ewing just saw what Malone meant. Although Malone missed the shot, his revenge would not end there.

Yan Song passed the ball to Ewing, and Ewing hit the board.

Afterwards, Ewing walked to Yan Song's side and instructed.

"Ma Long, he intends to attack you. It was not an accident just now."

After saying that, Yan Song frowned.

He will not disbelieve Ewing's words, but Malone is crazy to do this on the stage of the finals.

Yan Song couldn't believe it but had to believe it.

Malone had to guard against it, and he would be sent out at the last opportunity later in the meeting.

The iron-blooded postman seems to have become a bit too iron-blooded.

Yan Song smiled, but it was terrible.

...

At the end of the first quarter, the Knicks scored 23 points in the first quarter, and the Jazz scored 17 points.

Among them, Yan Song contributed 14 points to the team.

...

On the bench, Yan Song looked at the big screen, which was the replay of the two times Ma Long attacked him just now.

Sure enough, as Boss You said, the other party had obvious intentions to attack him.

The game can't be played like this, Malone is a bit too much.

Yan Song felt that he had to bear it one more time. If Ma Long still pushed his nose and face, he would be impolite.

Thinking of this, a few people came over from the Knicks' bench.

They are all people they don't know. They seem to be celebrities, but they are definitely not big stars.

Because they all competed to take a photo with Yan Song, the flashlight hit Yan Song and the stranger.

There was no smile on Yan Song's face, and he continued to maintain a fighting posture.

They seem to like Yan Song's current appearance very much, not because of anything else, but because Yan Song is really handsome.

Although she has short hair, she is very stylish and delicate.

Yan Song belongs to the Huaxia people, and his eyes are slender and very attractive, which can be summed up in one word.

"handsome!"

Houston looked at the eye-catching Yan Song with a little jealousy, as if he could see what Houston was thinking.

Yan Song waved his hand and called Houston as if something happened.

Houston was a little puzzled, but he still sat next to Yan Song.

Houston is ready, Yan Song whispers in his ear.

Houston listened seriously and nodded seriously, as if discussing tactics.

Seeing this, the people who took the photos brought Houston with them, which satisfied Houston's little thoughts.

In fact, Yan Song didn't say anything serious, what he just muttered was some nonsense.

"You said that these people who take pictures have more fans than me?"

"I don't think there are as many fans as you, Alan, how many fans do you think I have?"

Houston wanted to laugh when he heard what Yan Song said, but there were people around, so he had to pretend to listen carefully.

Good thing though, Houston is on camera...

The rest period of the first quarter is over, and the game of the second quarter begins.

As soon as he played, Yan Song went directly to Ma Long without hesitation.

Ma Long looked at Yan Song sideways, Yan Song looked dumbfounded with no expression on his face.

But the more this happened, the more upset Ma Long was.

He began to wonder if Yan Song was a fool, didn't he see Lao Tzu attacking him?I just wanted to destroy him.

But he still dared to come here, which made Ma Long a little uncomfortable, feeling that he had no majesty at all.

...

In the second quarter, the Jazz had the ball. They relied on feinting at the basket and allowed Malone to hit the board and score a two-pointer.

Ewing was shaken, so the block failed, but he didn't give up because of it.

Yan Song called the center forward to pick and roll at the top of the arc, and he easily passed Ma Long.

Ma Long and Foster were chasing Yan Song, but Yan Song jumped up at the free throw line as if about to shoot.

However, the height of his jump this time was so low that Ma Long and Foster almost covered Yan Song with their hands.

But in the next second, the ball suddenly flew backwards, and Yan Song passed the ball backwards.

"Oops!"

Ma Long suddenly understood something, and immediately ran back.

He remembered this tactic, and it was a tactic commonly used by the Knicks.

Now it's time for Ewing to catch and shoot, and Malone looks at Ewing.

Sure enough, Ewing received a pass from Yan Song and made a mid-range shot.

"Shh!"

The ball is scored, the perfect sound of brushing the net.

Yan Song and Ewing clapped hands to celebrate this cooperation.

They often use this tactic, and Ewing's shooting is getting better and better, and he can only shoot three-pointers.

Sometimes, Yan Song really thought about making the entire Knicks team have the ability to shoot three-pointers.

Unfortunately, this idea was unrealistic and Yan Song gave up.

Like Ewing Oakley, their three-point shooting ability is not good.

It's hard to even practice.

Besides, because of some people's thinking, big men like centers shouldn't shoot.

Their job is to rebound and defend the offense.

At present, there is no center who can hit three-pointers with a bang. There are some mid-range ones, but not many.

Perhaps, there will be a center who can shoot three-pointers in the future, but Yan Song feels that he should retire early at that time.

It's a pity that I can't compete with those younger players.

(End of this chapter)