You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 169 Duke's

The coach of the 76ers, Johnny Davis, was at a loss for the situation in front of him. He knew that Stackhouse was eager to win, but there was a gap between their strength and the Pistons.

He himself is also defined by the team as a bad coach-don't expect him to win, he can lose as much as he can, and it depends on him whether he can get Duncan.

Calling a timeout right now is also to disrupt the opponent's rhythm.

"Our defense is not aggressive enough, look at how many counterattacks they have played, you have to work harder!" Davis shouted.

He was a desperate player when he was a player. Before he became the coach of the 76ers, he worked as an assistant coach for more than ten years, and his task was to play chicken blood.

As the head coach, it's not enough to just play tricks, but now he can only do so.

"Coach, put the ball in my hands, I can lead everyone to win this game!"

Stackhouse's eyes are all over the world, he doesn't put others in his eyes at all, and puts himself at the core.

Although Davis is stupid, he is not in a daze. He is very clear about the positioning of the team. Their future lies in Iverson. If Stackhouse can't recognize this, his days in the 76ers will begin The countdown is on.

"No, you and AI take turns to take over the ball, this is not negotiable!" Coaches who like to fight chicken blood all have the same characteristic, that is, they speak with a strong aura, because only your tone is convincing, your Chicken blood can be effective.

Stackhouse didn't expect Davis to reject him. He was disappointed for a while, but the timeout was over.

At this time, only 4 minutes had passed in the first quarter. As a result, the Pistons made personnel adjustments.

Here's Zina McClain's suggestion.

With such a deep lineup, there should be more rotations.

Collins is a cautious person. After thinking twice, he decided to replace Thorpe and take Ratliff to protect the defense of the penalty area.

"Theo, that guy should break through, give him some space, don't give him a chance to react." Mo Mengchen warned.

Ratliff nodded.

Mo Mengchen guessed wrong, Iverson didn't single out, he did the most correct thing - break points.

Stackhouse got the ball on the wing, C4 bomb-like explosiveness helped him get rid of Houston's defense, and Hill quickly followed.

The guy's defense has really improved.

Mo Mengchen thought to himself, Hill didn't have such a quick defensive ability before, but now he can almost be used as half of Pippen in the team.

Hill, who switched defenses, had no idea that he got a very high evaluation from Mo Mengchen. He just wanted to guard another Jordan's successor.

There are already enough Jordan successors in this world, and he hopes that he is the only one. In the future, one of Jordan's successors like this will be eliminated, and those who stand in my way will die.

Devil Mountain thought evilly.

Stackhouse is shooting under this defensive pressure.

He really wanted to prove his ability, but unfortunately, the basket didn't give him face, and his touch didn't live up to expectations. The superstar-level emergency stop jump shot came out of the basket again.

"Ah!"

Coleman let out a roar, and his back as strong and broad as a brown bear flew against Ratliff, grabbed the rebound ferociously, and dunked on the spot.

He tears at the rim like a bear.

9 is better than 13
Mo Mengchen gave Barkley a look.

Barkley understood, pulled Ratliff up, and said, "Next time I face that guy, pay attention to help defend."

"Yes." Ratliff replied.

Although the 76ers' timeout did not curb the momentum of the Pistons, it regained their rhythm for themselves, which is considered to have an effect.

In the first quarter, the two sides maintained a point difference of 6 to 4 points. You come and go, and you will not back down.

In the 8th minute of the first quarter, Mo Mengchen came off the field in rotation. His statistics were 5 points, 3 rebounds and 4 assists.

After Mo Mengchen left the field, the same problem reappeared.

There are no rules.

"Damn it, wouldn't this group of people know how to play without Mo?" Collins was about to explode.

It was running and bombing before, but after Mo Mengchen left the field, it became an endless one-on-one battle. Fortunately, Barkley was there, otherwise the points would be chased back by the 76ers every minute.

Frauses said something; "Because none of them are commanders."

Collins looked at him: "Adam, do you have any suggestions?"

"Mo and Grant cannot be replaced at the same time." Frauses glanced at Hill who was communicating with Mo Mengchen off the court.

Collins also looked over and said, "But we still have JD, Charles, and Alan on the field. They are all experienced players."

"JD played the second position next to Isaiah back then. Although he successfully transformed into a point guard, he couldn't be the commander of the run-and-gun system; Charles was the end point. When Mo was on the court, he was only allowed to play pick-and-roll rolls and screens. Cutting inside, coupled with a few singles, doesn't make much use of his coping ability; as for Alan."

He smiled, slightly plump, but a helpless smile appeared on his very pleasing smile.

Collins smiled too, a bit bitterly.

Indeed, he underestimated the requirements of the run and gun on the point guard, and he thought that anyone could run the system well.

After thinking about it, Mo Mengchen can control his previous so-called "point-to-surface" system like a mature offensive system, and manipulating running and bombing is naturally not a problem, but Dumars does not have this ability.

Hill can also push the running and bombing, but he and Mo Mengchen are off at the same time, which is why the system is paralyzed when they hit it.

Looks like it needs to be adjusted.

"Adam, your suggestion is very important." Collins originally thought that Frauses was the kind of guy who was full of tactics in his mind, but only talked about it on paper. He didn't expect that this guy was not only thoughtful, but also good at giving advice.

If such a guy doesn't recruit him, is he waiting for Mark Jones to take him under his command?
Frouseth smiled shyly: "No, I'm just expressing my opinion. The gap between the NBA and universities is not small. I have a lot to learn."

"It doesn't matter, you can already bring great help to the team now, and with time, your achievement is more than just an assistant coach." Collins said with deep meaning.

No surprise, shock, or joy flashed on Frouseth's face. He nodded slightly with a joyful and rich face, noncommittal to Collins' praise.

The Pistons' offense was basically Dumars and Barkley duo, and they failed to take advantage of Houston.

This made Hill very anxious.

This has something to do with Barkley's unfamiliarity with Houston. If he is double-teamed, he is more inclined to pass the ball to Dumars instead of Houston.

Fortunately, the 76ers didn't realize this.

Mo Mengchen thought, if it was him, he would let Houston's opponent double-team Barkley.

Let's not mention whether Barkley passes or not. Even if he passes, Houston hasn't touched the ball for so long, can he find the touch immediately?It's worth a try.

After Stackhouse returned to the court, he began to restore the demeanor of Jordan's successor. Against Michael Curry, his offensive was devastating and he scored consecutively.

When the point difference was chased to 2 points, Barkley yelled and took the ball and hit it hard.

The 76ers wanted to flank, but they couldn't stand up to his fat big butt, which was amazingly destructive. The defense line was about to be blown up, and the Pistons players stood up one after another to applaud this domineering goal.

It's just that Barkley's way of ending the offense was a bit rough in the end, and the ball couldn't be put in.

Barkley was furious, he jumped up to get the rebound, and wanted to get up again, but he felt severe pain the moment he hit the ground.

He stepped on Mark Hendrickson's foot.

"do not move!"

Barkley was about to move his painful ankle when Mo Mengchen whispered beside him.

He opened his eyes and said, "Damn it hurts!"

"It's time for you to lose weight." Mo Mengchen said.

Buckley scolded angrily: "I want to fucking, but I have no chance, you said you want to cook me diet meals every day, you liar, I haven't even eaten your sandwich!"

"Stop arguing!" team doctor David Wise snapped.

Does this fat man know what's going on with him? Why doesn't he throw you to death if he wants to eat at this time?

Mo Mengchen said: "There are no obvious injuries."

"The sprain may be relatively serious, let's put him on the stretcher first." Wise said.

Mo Mengchen nodded.

So the staff stepped forward, and the four of them worked together to barely put Barkley on the stretcher.

"Will it be a serious injury?" Barkley asked guiltily.

His own physique knew that even a sprain would be a serious sprain if he put that much weight on someone else's foot.

Mo Mengchen shook his head and said, "It's hard to say, let's go for an inspection first."

"Damn it!" Barkley cursed.

Collins angrily shaved off the stool next to him, which happened when the team was about to make a difference.

Barkley's pick-and-roll quality and screen quality are the best in the team. Except for Thorpe, he has no side by side. Compared with Thorpe, he has a better single-handed ability, and now he is injured in less than six games.

Collins continued to make personnel changes.

Barkley retired from injury, Ratliff, Dumars, and Reid were replaced at the same time, and Mo Mengchen, Hill, Ben Wallace, and Mahon were added.

Mo Mengchen looked at the score, 44 to 42, the Pistons only led by 2 points.

"You've finally come up, we have a lot of debts to settle." Stackhouse has already played his form, and now he is completely unafraid of Mo Mengchen.

Ma Hong asked, "Do you want me to clean him up for you?"

Mo Mengchen said with a smile: "No need, we are civilized people, peace is the most important thing."

When Hill heard that peace is the most important thing, he couldn't listen anymore: "If even you are talking like this, the world is probably going to be over."

"Duke, it's you who are too gentle!" Ma Hong said gruffly.

Hearing his title, Hill also felt very uncomfortable. He has a name, surname, strength, appearance, and family background, but in front of this rough man, he can only return "Duke's"?
"The score is a bit close, hit a scalpel, and let Duke's come to an end."

Mo Mengchen successfully accepted Ma Hong's stalk.

"Screw you!"

Hill grunted and walked away angrily.

However, Mo Mengchen stretched out two fingers.

This means Scalpel No. 2, Scalpel No. 2 that has never been used in actual combat.

"This tactic borrows from UCLA's classic echelon attack. I don't know if it will work." Frauses thought to himself.

There is no 30-second attack time in the NBA. Is it really a man to run such a complicated tactic?
Facts have proved that the time limit is just bullshit. After Mo Mengchen's improvement, the tactic that originally needed to run for 15 seconds only took 8 seconds to run.

In an instant, Mahon got a chance at the basket, Hill had a three-point chance, and if he waited patiently for a second, even Houston had a shot chance. The 76ers' already loose defense completely collapsed in this round.

Mo Mengchen waved a pass with one hand without looking at the person.

Outside the three-point line, the top students of Duke University insisted on proving that their three-pointers had evolved, although the statistics did not show it.

"Grant Hill made a three-pointer!"

"The ball is in!"

"Strike, Duke!" Mahon yelled.

Hill pretended he hadn't heard anything, and turned back to defend.

　First of all, Barkley will not be reimbursed for the season, and then, no more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)