You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 325 I am at odds with the defensive rebound
Cole and Harper have one of the worst defenses in the league, if not the worst.

When Mo Mengchen saw these two, it was as if he saw the score stretching, forcing Jordan to play early.

At this time, Kerr dribbled the ball across half court. This wise white shooter has a long-term vision. In this era, he can be regarded as a one-in-a-million open marksman.

Without giving Cole a chance to say hello, Mo Mengchen used a tight defense to force Cole to make a change.

Kukoc pulls out to the left, and Jerome Williams' defense is as strong. He doesn't have the delicate skills of European magicians, but he has a tough confrontation that the latter doesn't have.

This is what Kukoc is missing. If his confrontation can reach the level of Williams, then he is the Bulls' fourth giant, but he doesn't. Therefore, he can only be the best sixth man.

Mo Mengchen led his teammates to an extremely tough defense. The Bulls almost suffocated. They could not find opportunities in this defense. In the end, Kukoc made a desperate left-wing high mid-range shot.

"boom!"

Williams got stuck, Mo Mengchen turned around and received the rebound.

Mo Mengchen was looking for someone, and he saw Tang Reid in front of him, just like the Tangmen master in a martial arts novel, the basketball became his hidden weapon, thrown like a dart, precise and deadly.Reid doesn't need to dribble to get the ball, just take a step, and the basket is in front of him.

"What a good pass is that?"

"This is the best pass ever!"

"Well done." Mo Mengchen said to Williams.

Such a rebound is a great sacrifice for a substitute like Williams, and Mo Mengchen must encourage him.

"Is there really such a statistic as indirect rebounds?"

Williams agreed because Mo Mengchen said that there is a technical statistic called indirect rebounds, and in the near future, in order to encourage everyone's enthusiasm, the team will even launch an indirect rebound bonus, and the person who helps his teammates create the most indirect rebounds will be Get huge bonuses.

Mo Mengchen asked back: "Do you think I will joke about this?"

Williams looked at Mo Mengchen several times, and shouted: "Dad, just look at it, I don't live with defensive rebounds!"

Very good, I like this realization.

Williams was the first person to know about this matter. Mo Mengchen didn't make his voice known in order to foreshadow the promotion of the concept of indirect rebounds in the team.

He needs a role model, and Williams is a good role model.

He's a backup, he needs numbers, he wants attention, and if he's willing to sacrifice for the team -- and not for nothing -- what else is there to say?Veterans follow suit, and newcomers follow suit without complaint.

In order to help Frauses develop this concept and try not to offend the players, Mo Mengchen did his best. After all, this was his idea.

He can't enjoy the benefits of rebounding while letting Frouses bear the grievances of others. He is not used to eating alone, and he doesn't like to enjoy it alone.

A team must be united, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, from players to coaches, from coaches to management, just like a tug-of-war, they have to exert their collective strength at the same time.

Last season because of Collins, the rise of the Pistons was delayed for a whole season.Looking at it now, that may be better. If there is no problem last season, they will have to solve this problem this season.

Now they have transitioned from the selection of coaches to tactical issues.

This is pure basketball.

It was another extremely strong defense, but Kukoc deserved to be the best sixth man. He quickly adjusted, and a fake move outside the three-point line shook Williams. Lace's left-handed dunk over the head.

He clenched his fist and yelled some trash talk in Croatian.

31 is better than 34
Kukoc completed the dunk and was still possing, but Mo Mengchen quietly made a fast break gesture, which made the other three players in the backcourt quickly run forward.

Williams cleverly picked up the ball and sent it to Mo Mengchen.

On the spot, Mo Mengchen made another long pass.

"It's so accurate! He can accurately find his teammates in the frontcourt like a quarterback!"

Vinier praised Mo Mengchen's pass, and the basketball came to Don Reed's hands again under Mo Mengchen's pass.

Reid decided to use this whole season to show his worth after tidying up his mind. He believes that as long as he maintains an aggressive fighting spirit and a selfless style of play that does not occupy the ball, there will be teams willing to take him even if he is not in the Pistons in the future. .

Reid went to the basket with the ball and forced a foul by Winton.

But the ball was still in his hand, and he aimed at the basket and dialed it hard.

"Boom!"

"The goal counts!"

"The gangster on the bench, the beast in the jungle, Don Reid scored four points in a row! And has a chance to score the fifth point!"

Reid roared, and the scene was ignited by him. Mo Mengchen, who helped him do all this, used the free throw time to arrange tactics.

"They'll play fast, Don, try to score the free throws, and if they don't, foul them on the spot, don't let them rush!"

After finishing the arrangement, Mo Mengchen retreated beyond the three-point line.

Red exhales and throws the ball.

"Shh!"

37 is better than 31
"Back back!" Mo Mengchen shouted.

Without giving the Bulls any chance, Mo Mengchen stood guard in the half court, staring at Cole who was about to come over.

Cole's heart was trembling, as if he was being targeted by a beast that killed countless people.

What a horrible person.

Cole remembered the preseason training camp of the 9596 season, and he had a fight with Jordan.Jordan had the same expression that day.

"You're going to the left, I know."

Before Cole rushed over, Mo Mengchen said suddenly.

When Cole was in a daze, Mo Mengchen suddenly pressed forward, "Actually, I don't know where you are going."

Mo Mengchen whispered these words in Cole's ear, stretched out his long arms, knocked his ball into the air, and then quickly chased after him: "But it doesn't matter anymore."

It was shocking that Cole couldn't catch up with Mo Mengchen.

The LOGO position is one defense and one defense, Mo Mengchen broke Cole's ball, and the gap between him and the opponent widened.

Mo Mengchen took the ball beyond the three-point line, paused, pulled it up, and shot a three-pointer.

When the ball flew out, he didn't even look at it, his eyes swept to Jordan off the court, and his fingers flew to the ball in the sky: "Are you sure you can't come up?"

"Shh!"

"40 to 31! Dor.Mo's aggressiveness is like a beast, he is provoking Michael!"

"He's provoking Michael!"

Upon learning of this, the entire audience erupted.

How many people dare to challenge that person?

Everyone who provoked him paid a price. Mo Mengchen was one of the few people who took the initiative to provoke Jordan, but no one was worried about him.

As early as Mo Mengchen's rookie season, he hit the buzzer lore on Jordan's head, and he was never afraid of Jordan.

Jordan was so angry that he was about to fight him to the death when he was stopped by the Zen master.

"Michael, less than 3 minutes have passed, calm down!" Zen master said.

"Calm down? How can I stay calm!" Jordan yelled, "If I don't go up, that bastard will kill the game!"

Jackson said confidently: "It's not that simple."

At this moment, the referee whistled again.

"Return violation!"

"Another center circle defense from Dor.Mo!"

Cole lost the ball twice in a row, all of which were defended by Mo Mengchen. He stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Jordan snorted coldly: "What now?"

Zen Master murmured: "When did his defense become so good?"

"People change, Phil!" Jordan walked to the sidelines, waiting for the next dead ball to play.

Zen Master didn't stop him, and he had to admit that if Jordan didn't play again, Mo Mengchen had the ability to pull the score to a number that made them give up the game, because he was already doing it.

"Can't you sit still? I think highly of you." Mo Mengchen said regretfully.

Jordan's face was sullen, his face as black as coal was full of murderous looks: "Wash your neck and wait!"

Bobby Jackson served to Mo Mengchen, but Mo Mengchen didn't hold the ball and returned the ball to Jackson.

"I am number 2, you are number 1, you decide how to play."

After finishing speaking, Mo Mengchen walked to one side and faced Harper after a long absence.

"It's been nice to see how good your defense has become," Harper said.

"Is it true?"

"No."

I like your candor, old man.

Suddenly, Mo Mengchen ran up to make a pick-and-roll with Jackson.

Jackson's opponent was replaced by Harper, who was very strong but slow. He no longer hesitated, broke through Harper's defense line, came to the basket to attract Wennington's help defense, and hit the ground ball beautifully To Jerome Williams.

Williams leaped with the ball like a thunderbolt, hitting the rim with both hands.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

he growled.

The audience at the scene went crazy.

42 is better than 31
"After Dor.Mo came on, they played 10-2."

"A good player is one who can make a qualitative difference in the game."

Mo Mengchen raised his left hand and issued a tactical gesture, and everyone began to change their defensive strategies.

Suddenly from the previous pressing to man-to-man, the Bulls became more and more uncomfortable.

Kukoc launched an attack from the outside, Williams followed all the way, carefully avoiding fouls, and there were many small movements in his hands, but Kukoc blocked these movements, and the referee thought nothing happened.

These actions caused Kukoc to hit the iron again.

Williams got stuck and gave Mo Mengchen the rebound that was within reach.

Frauses opened his eyes wide, he didn't know how Mo Mengchen persuaded Williams.

Mo Mengchen made another long pass, but the Bulls fouled their counterattack, and Jordan played from there.

Williams went on to preach his mantra: "I f//f*ck and defensive rebounding!"

Kukoc gave him a strange look, and then cursed in Croatian: "You idiot like a pig!"

These are not important, what is important is that the true god of the bull was forced to come up.

Mo Mengchen looked at him and said with a smile: "It's only been 3 minutes, can you take it with your old arms and legs?"

The flying man was extremely confident, rubbing his wrists: "Please rest assured, I still have the strength to kick all your butts off."

(End of this chapter)