from the golden generation

Chapter 334 Show Operation
Stockton ran inside the Knicks with 15 seconds left on the clock.

Stockton was about to make a layup, but when he was about to take off, he heard Malone's shout.

"Yan Song!"

Malone's voice was loud, and Stockton hesitated slightly.

He wasn't afraid of anything else, he was mainly worried about Yan Song's block.

Because he jumped too high, it was a headache.

A normal layup and dunk would be easily blocked by Yan Song.

After hesitating for a second or so, Stockton tosses the ball to Foster.

After receiving the ball, Foster turned around and threw the ball into the basket with his right hand raised high.

"The Jazz got the first point, which is a good sign."

The commentator was excited, but the Jazz fans started screaming in the next second.

They were reminding the Jazz players that someone had just gone upfield.

"Yan Song?"

Ma Long was a little surprised. Wasn't that kid next to him just now?
Think about it again, yes, Yan Song didn't block Stockton just now, so Yan Song is already ready to break fast.

After thinking about it, Ma Long also saw the ball fly out, and Yan Song took the ball and ran to the Jazz's basket slowly.

Then he scored with a vertical jump dunk. After the ball was scored, Yan Song hit the ball on the floor with his elbow and asked the Jazz to pick it up.

"It's really not positive. I still want to win the game like this."

Yan Song sneered, Ma Long always packaged the Jazz so much, but the Knicks felt that the Jazz was like a soft persimmon when they played against them.

The Jazz's strength did not meet Yan Song's expectations, in other words.

"The Jazz are not as good as the Bulls."

In fact, it is true, but Malone is so confident.

Yan Song can only use his strength to tell Ma Long how ridiculous his ideas are. Although he has a lot of abilities, he is still a little worse.

At least this year, Malone is much worse, and he has fallen sharply.

Yan Song felt that if he hadn't been more experienced, the coach might have replaced him.

Yan Song thought for a while, and Stockton also took possession of the ball and came to the frontcourt. Yan Song was not defending Stockton.

Houston is the main player to defend him. Yan Song defends players who are not defended. This time Yan Song defends Russell.

Russell was still asking for the ball just now, but when he saw Yan Song coming, he gave up the idea of ​​asking for the ball.

He didn't believe in playing 1V1 with Yan Song.

Yan Song is very scary, and Qiao Dan often serves as Yan Song's background board.

Yan Song's finishing ability is very strong. Although he hasn't won a game for a long time, Yan Song has won four or five games so far.

Among them are the Bulls and the 76ers. Yan Song remembers these two games clearly.

The Bulls beat the Bulls by themselves in the same position.

In the time of the 76ers, Iverson had already killed the Knicks, but Yan Song still killed the 76ers.

I don't know if Iverson smashed the locker room after returning to the locker room.

Although these lore Yan Song doesn't often mention them, others always talk about them.

Russell doesn't have much confidence in singles against Yan Song. If Yan Song knew what he was thinking, he would tell Russell to dare to try.

There is no one who is afraid to confront others, no matter how strong the enemy is, you have to face it.This is qualified.

Yan Song looked dissatisfied with Russell standing still, so he frowned.

"Run!"

After the words fell, Russell's face turned dark, what should he do?

You tell me, let me move?You are not mistaken, brother, we are rivals, are you teaching me how to play basketball?

Russell even wondered if his ears were broken, but it was obvious that Russell's ears were fine.

Yan Song did speak just now, and even said something very outrageous.

Let the enemy move, is Yan Song mocking himself for not being active enough?

Russell thought about his footsteps and started to follow suit and started running.

Yan Song followed closely behind, and Yan Song slowed down a bit.

By the time the others see Russell has a small open, the ball is in his hands.

But when he was about to shoot, Yan Song suddenly accelerated and blocked the shot the moment he shot.

"boom."

Yan Song capped Russell, Yan Song picked up the ball and threw it to Ewing, who then threw it to Oakley.

Oakley glanced over.

The Jazz's current defensive position has been formed, and the fast break will not be successful.

Then, Oakley slowed down, and the situation began to slow down.

Yan Song ran back in the backcourt, while Russell, who fell to the ground, was still running hard.

He was chasing, Yan Song, the beast, was really convinced.

Just let yourself move.He ran out of the empty space, and he came over to cover himself immediately.

Russell wanted to cry, but he still had to stand up quickly to defend Yan Song.

But when he looked up, he found that Yan Song was already outside the three-point line on the right.

He gave Johnson a look as he was holding the ball in the post, Johnson realized.

Then he threw the basketball high, and at the same time Yan Song also ran to the inside with the speed of a cheetah.

He jumped up and grabbed the ball from Johnson in the air.

"Bang!"

Alley-oop dunk, the Knicks fans cheered after the ball was scored, but no Jazz fans made a sound.

This can be called a "muffler" at home. The Jazz's home atmosphere is not active, and Malone must be hot.

He is going to cooperate in this round, and the heat will make the Jazz's home court lively, so that the players can be motivated.

So Malone growled, clapped his hands, and passed the ball to Stockton.

He gestured, and Stockton understood.

Stockton is on the left and Malone is also on the left, but Malone is in the corner.

He received a pass from Stockton, relied on Oakley's sudden explosion of the ball, turned around and threw the ball out.

"Shh."

Hollow into the net, Ma Long scored a very beautiful goal.

There was some sound and applause from the Jazz's home crowd, but it was quick.

The sound of drumming came out, and someone was shouting attack collectively.

Yan Song looked over there curiously, and found that it was the Knicks fans near the Knicks player tunnel.

Yan Song raised the corner of his mouth and began to laugh.

"Okay, you can do it with drums."

Yan Song smiled smugly, he suddenly felt that this is the home of the Knicks.

It's just that Madison Garden won't be so deserted, you say, the geniuses of the Jazz.

Yan Song really wanted to ask the Jazz players what they thought, but Yan Song was also afraid of being beaten, so he didn't say anything.

Otherwise, for such an interesting question, Yan Song would share it with Ma Long.

...

This time the Knicks attacked, the Knicks fans beat the drums.

Yan Song stretched out three fingers, this time the thumb, index finger and middle finger.

Ma Long dismissed it and clicked his tongue.

Still want to lie to me, bah!

Ma Long snorted, Yan Song had used this trick to deceive them many times, and Ma Long felt that he would not be fooled.

But that's not the case...

(End of this chapter)