You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 343

Chapter 343 Don't make noise if you can do it
In the first 3 minutes of the second quarter, the Pistons still had only Alan Houston as the starter.

Even an all-Sonics commentator like Jack Sikoma had to admit: "Detroit has an enviable depth."

His partner said: "As a rookie coach, Adam Frauses also showed great courage. How can ordinary people dare to make such a large-scale substitution? Even if this group of rotation players did not perform well, he did not interrupt the game. , such trust is more important to the players than anything else."

Sikoma, who used to be a player, strongly agrees with this sentence. The trust of the head coach can make the players relax, especially those rotation players who usually don't have many opportunities. If they are afraid of making mistakes and shrink back, how can they play their full potential? strength?

In the Pistons' gorgeous rotation, there is one person who is very concerned.

Ben Wallace, Ratliff's No. 17 pick off the bench, averaged 6 points, 4 rebounds and 1.4 blocks in [-] minutes per game this season.

Tonight, after he came off the bench, he blocked Schrempf and Vin Baker consecutively, leading Bobby Jackson to play a pleasing lightning counterattack.

"Small body but with endless energy, this guy is awesome!"

"Who would have thought such a guy was just an undrafted pick? I have to praise Detroit's draft vision, it's great!"

Speaking of the draft, Frauses glanced at Mo Mengchen.

Only the insiders of the Pistons knew that in recent years, most of their signings came from the recommendation of Mo Mengchen.

Ben Wallace, Bobby Jackson, these two people have completely secured the rotation lineup, Bobby Jackson even took Dumars's sixth man position, Wallace also seems to be an insider with unlimited potential players.

Mo Mengchen leaned on the bench, watching Ratliff's reaction.

Unsurprisingly, Ratliff, the Pistons' starting center who joined the team at the same time as him, became nervous.

He is a third grader and Wallace is a first grader. Strictly speaking, the two are of the same age, but his starting point is far higher than Wallace. Although he is not a lottery pick, he is a first-round pick at any rate. He was born in the NCAA. He is a first-class prestigious school, and he has already made a name for himself. If the team puts him on the shelf, countless teams will come to hear the news.

Where's Wallace?First of all, he was undrafted, which is the most difficult start for those who aspire to the NBA, and it comes from the second-tier league.

This kind of background made him suffer from discrimination. If it wasn't for Mo Mengchen, he might be working hard in Europe for an annual salary of less than one million.

Mo Mengchen's words gave him an insecure NBA basic salary contract.

Life has changed.

And he kept getting better and better, so good that even Ratliff got nervous.

If we open our eyes and make comparisons, Wallace's achievements undoubtedly surpass Ratliff.

A championship-level interior pillar, four-time Defensive Player of the Year, no weaknesses other than size and offense, and a perfect defensive filler, Bone Crusher Unseld II. (If you don't take into account the bone crusher pass...)
Also focusing on defense, Ratliff's achievements are far from being comparable to Wallace's. Of course he has to feel nervous. This is a nightmare competitor.

At this time, Sonics guard Jose Hawkins dribbled to the basket trying to break Wallace's defense. What awaited him was a bloody block that exploded the Pistons' bench.

With a loud roar, he blocked the ball.

"Good shot, Big Ben!"

Barkley screamed with his fists, and the down jacket on him was almost torn apart by him.

Bobby Jackson loves this moment, this is his own moment, once the rhythm is brought up, into the scrimmage state, no one on the court can do better than him.

The lunatic who is best at shooting birds rushed to the front court with the ball, and a reluctant one-handed dunk pulled the point difference to 10 points.

40 is better than 30
Four minutes into the second quarter.

The Sonics again requested a timeout.

"You played an outstanding 4 minutes, keep it up! Alan, you get down and rest, mo, keep the firepower on the outside, don't let the tempo slow down, doesn't Seattle like fast-paced games? Play them as they want A fast-paced game!"

Seeing the performance of the rotation lineup, Frauses's blood boiled with enthusiasm, and he waved his hand and ordered to go on.

Mo Mengchen high-fived Houston and took his place.

Hill forgotten in corner: "I have a dream: to play tonight."

"You look like you, you are too unambitious, right?" Barkley looked down on the top students.

Hill really wanted to know what Fatty Alabama had in mind: "Oh? Then what kind of ambition do you have?"

"My dream is to play during garbage time. I don't want to rest off the court. When I die, there will be plenty of time to rest!"

This sentence immediately brought Hill back to last season, a season in which the dark side dominated, there are still some bright spots worth remembering.

Barkley returned to the Phoenix battle, he played an astonishing 52 points and 26 rebounds, and threw out this sentence that made everyone laugh.

"Your dream is terrible, I still want to do something more practical." Hill smiled bitterly, "For example, I will play in the next minute, I have enough rest."

The Sonics traded Payton back, which is a serious challenge for Jackson.

But not anytime soon.

Payton was not interested in playing against Bobby Jackson. When defending, he took the initiative to switch defenses with Jose Hawkins and found Mo Mengchen.

"I should find time to take a shower during the break, so that the mad dog won't come up with the smell of sweat." Mo Mengchen said distressedly.

Peyton sneered and said, "No matter what tricks you play, I will never be at your mercy again, you insidious bastard, I will make you go around tonight!"

Then you really have to work hard, I don't have such lofty goals as you.

Just set a small goal: try to have your other front tooth knocked out tonight so you can replace it with gold too.

Mo Mengchen has been thinking about this matter. In "The Great Master", it is said that there must be an echo if you never forget it. I don't know when this echo will come?Peyton's front teeth he has been thinking about for several years, has it been long enough?If you continue to read like this, it will probably be a dream.

The question is, what kind of pervert is dreaming about another's front teeth and nothing else?

Mo Mengchen's presence was a limitation for Bobby Jackson.

He plays like crazy, but he also knows who the boss is on the court.

With Mo Mengchen around, he wouldn't be able to mess around.

Just as he was about to hand over the ball, Mo Mengchen came over to cover him, and handed the ball back to him.

Eagle attack!

Jackson's eyes widened. He hadn't used this tactic in actual combat.

Mo Mengchen had already pulled away from the position and stopped taking care of him. Jackson had to find a way to complete the attack with Don Reed and Wallace.

It is also the eagle attack, Jackson has only one choice, and that is to fight alone, which is also the essence of the eagle attack, creating a large number of local one-on-one, and maximizing the use of the players' personal abilities. Jackson is capable of playing this tactic.

"You coward, expecting that rookie to beat Jose's defense? I think you are crazy, if he can blow up Jose's defense, I"

"Shh!"

Jackson made an emergency stop jumper after changing directions continuously and scored successfully.

"You what?" Mo Mengchen asked.

"It's just a fluke!" Peyton said angrily.

Peyton felt that Mo Mengchen would find him to play against.As a result, when it was his turn to attack, Mo Mengchen found Hawkins and didn't take him seriously at all.

Glove was furious and wanted to blow up Jackson, which was no problem for him.

"If you stop me again, you stupid rookie, I'll fucking kill you son of a bitch!" Peyton's trash talk and saliva flew together, his posture like a mad dog ready to bite every minute It's really bluffing, but it's not like Jackson hasn't seen anything scarier than this.

He is the one who plays against Mo Mengchen every day in the team match.

Mo Mengchen wouldn't spit out such nasty trash talk, but sometimes he gave a look, a sarcasm, or even a cold snort without looking back, which made people feel lingering fear.

It was an aura that went beyond trash talk.

What does Peyton's words mean when he is facing such a person every day?

Payton found that Jackson was not afraid of him, but provocatively put his foot on his ass. Thinking of Mo Mengchen's usual provocation to him, he suddenly realized that the people from the Pistons were not good birds.

Immediately, the indignation couldn't be contained anymore, and he swung his elbow to break through. The referee ignored this illegal physical contact.

But Wallace had too much ground in the air, and Payton, cursing inwardly, threw the ball out.

"Passing the ball is like throwing a dart, can you please throw it more accurately?"

Mo Mengchen entangled Hawkins, he failed to run to the established position to catch the ball, and Payton made a mistake.

Mo Mengchen picked up the ball on the ground and played it down at the same time as Tang Reid.

The angry Payton was hard to chase, so he could only stare blankly.

Jackson began to fight back with trash talk: "You played in the NBA a few years before me, but that doesn't mean you can swear at me at will. I play against Dor.Mo every day. Do you think I will be scared by you? joke!"

Peyton's gaze was extremely cold: "Say it again!"

"Put your dog ears up and listen, I'm not afraid of you, you know? You old guy who can only spray dung, I'm not afraid of you, what are you!" Jackson confronted Peyton on the spot.

The faces of the two got closer and closer. If it wasn't for each other's spitting trash, the referee would have thought they were going to have a passionate kiss on the spot.

The referee separated the two of them. At this time, Tang Reid received the pass from Mo Mengchen. He was as light as a swallow, jumped into the air and hit the basket with both hands. The audience made a provocative grab basket.

"It's so disrespectful! These people in Detroit are simply." Hikoma was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

It was also at this time that Mo Mengchen realized that Payton and Jackson were flushed.

The two sprayed for a long time but didn't do anything.

Mo Mengchen passed by, and said in Jackson's ear, "The coach is about to make a substitution. If you can do it, can you stop making noise?"

Is Dad hinting at me?
Jackson took courage, rushed forward and knocked Peyton down while Payton was not paying attention.

"Beep!"

Another T.

"Are these people here to play basketball?" Jack Sikoma complained loudly.

This rookie is still too young, and he has to eat T anyway, so why not raise your elbow and hit Payton's big mouth hard, trying to knock out his front teeth. I'm also relieved.

(End of this chapter)