The toughest man in the NBA

Chapter 50

Tu Man gave big "Z" a bear hug and issued a good person card:

"Uncle, you are such a good man!"

After all, clap your hands and run to the front field.

Big "Z" shook his head, Miaozi is a good seedling, but his brain is not working, with this style of play, can you kid play a full season?

This time Nash swung past Arroyo himself and attempted a [-]-pointer.

Also iron!

Well, Miami's basket is crooked...

Tu Man struggled to get the rebound and threw it back to Nash, but he didn't say "Steve, another one".

He won't vote even if he calls Nash, he is always sensible.

Sure enough, Nash handed the ball to Turkoglu and ran to the corner by himself.

When Turkoglu hit Bosh again, he still kicked his nose and face three steps slower. Bosh's lower body was weak, and he stepped towards the paint area step by step.

James couldn't see it, so he caught it!

Turkoglu took the ball through Bosh's armpit, made a through ball, and threw the ball to Tuman.

Tu Man squeezed the big "Z" hard, turned around and jumped, and the big "Z" jumped with him, raising his arms high, blocking in front of the basket.

But Tu Man didn't dunk, and threw the ball past the big "Z"'s waist.

Hill didn't know when he cut in, grabbed the basketball, jumped up lightly, stretched out his long arms, and gently put the basketball into the basket.

6:6
Hill patted Tuman's buttocks and praised:
"Beautiful pass, good boy!"

Tu Man smiled foolishly and winked at Hill.

If he hadn't thought about the big "Z", he would have dunked just now, so how could he care about passing the ball?
The game continues.

On the Heat's side, the Big Three took turns eating hot pot and felt a little overwhelmed, so they fought farther and farther, and the firepower gradually concentrated on Bosh, who had the hottest hand.

The sun is the opposite, everyone's hands are stinky, concentrated firepower to attack the basket, all kinds of internal counterruns, anyway, there is Tuman sitting at the basket, the big "Z" can't squeeze him...

After half a quarter, the Suns actually took the lead:
17:12
Spoelstra sat on the sideline with a sad face, drooling as he watched the Tu Man flying into the sky and escaping from the ground, when will the Heat have a decent center?
While he was in a daze, a gloomy voice came from beside his ear:
"Idiot, you can't even copy your homework!"

Spoelstra shuddered.

He is so familiar with this voice that he has a psychological barrier!
Turning his head, it turned out to be Pat Riley's poker face with sharp edges and corners, his silver hair combed meticulously, and his eyes full of anger...

"How did Greg deal with the Tuman, don't you know?"

Spoelstra sternly said:

"I know, but..."

Pat Riley stared:

"But what? If you don't change to Udunis, let that old man in Lithuania play for so long, he will almost become a cash machine!"

Spoelstra nodded again and again:

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The Heat paused.

The players left the field one after another and gathered around the coach's bench.

Spoelstra habitually took out the tactical board, but was snatched by Pat Riley, pointed at Haslem and said:
"Udonis, I don't care what method you use, but you must lock up Tuman. If he grabs another offensive rebound, you will go to Santa Barbara for me. Do you understand?"

Haslem shuddered and exclaimed:

"Yes, boss!"

After leaving the big "Z", Tu Man immediately felt the difference. There are still few good people in the NBA...

Haslem doesn't have the weight and strength of DeJuan Blair, but he is harder and his hands are darker. It seems that Tuman owes their family money and still doesn't admit it!

This time Gentry didn't wait for Tuman to go all out, and quickly replaced Turkoglu with Robin Lopez, let Tuman play power forward, gave him the freedom to play as he wanted.

Although Tu Man had no choice on the offensive end, he could only fight with Haslem hand-to-hand, but he was much more comfortable on the defensive end. He could bully Bosh no matter how Haslem treated him.

Bosh hit more and more outside, and he was pulled beyond the three-point line. Tuman still followed tirelessly. The hottest point of the Heat was strangled to death like this...

It's just that Robin is really almost mean, he can bully Haslem with his height, but he can't stop James and Wade, he is too slow!
The advantage of the Big Three is so obvious, one Bosh fell down, two breakthrough madmen stood up, and they were still the ones with fetters and bugs!
After the first quarter, the score is:
26:27
The Heat overtook it.

Tu Man felt a bit at a loss. Is it Bosh who is more important, or is Janeway's connection damage higher?

But let go of Bosh, he may not be able to kill the two MVP.

Sometimes he could see clearly, and he put Bosh down cruelly, and ran to the basket to help defend, but he was always a bit late, and when he arrived, he only saw a pair of big feet dangling in front of his eyes...

The speed is still not fast enough!

When will I completely replace the bones and muscles of my legs, take a pair of golden legs, run around the field, everywhere, one defense against five...

Gentry gave him a push:
"Young man, what are you thinking? I've been calling you for a long time!"

Tu Man said with a sad face:

"I'll continue to play center forward, this trick doesn't work well, Robin is about to be bullied by them and cry!"

Gentry laughed:
"Then you continue to fight against Udonis, can your body bear it?"

Tu Man smirked and said:
"What's the matter, I walked over with an elbow, wow, the whole world is quiet..."

Gentry slapped him across the face:

"Nonsense, Pat Riley would have to laugh out his dentures!"

Tu Man sighed:

"Oh, I was just joking."

In the second quarter, Tu Man returned to the fifth position.

He took four substitutes, Channing Frye, Childress, Jared Dudley, and Dragic, to let the old guys take a breather.

Wade and James are frequent visitors to the best defensive team. It is no problem to support the team's perimeter defense alone. Now that they are teamed up, the Heat's perimeter can be described as solid.

This kind of intensity of defense makes Nash and other outsiders feel frighteningly cold, and has to use more complicated running positions and breakthroughs to score points.

After one quarter, it was more tiring than usual to play halftime.

On the other hand, Pat Riley is very ruthless. The Big Three don't need to rest. They have to hurry up and run in. If they don't win the regular season, they will fail.

The Big Three don't rest, and Haslem will naturally accompany him to the end. He is an iron man.

Tu Man confronted Haslem again, both of them were the same, and they didn't talk too much.

Greeting each other with muscles, from judo to kickboxing all the way, knee to elbow, in addition to not being able to show punches, all the obvious and hidden moves that should be used...

After 3 minutes, Tu Man won the hand-to-hand battle and grabbed an offensive rebound.

Also pressed Haslem to make up the buckle!

This broke him, he ran to the camera, beat his chest like a chimpanzee, and howled beautifully!

Haslem's hair stood on end, and he looked timidly at the coach's bench, only to see Pat Riley giving him a thumbs up despite his stern face.

Haslem let out a long breath, and swallowed back the heart that jumped into his throat:
This means, I can still be saved?

(End of this chapter)