You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 365 Isn't it just a booster?We will too!

The Timberwolves' second unit can't stop the Pistons' first unit.

After 2 minutes in the second quarter, Sanders changed the main force back, and it is certain that he must have said something to them before he changed the main force, "Never underestimate the heart of a show-grabber, their substitute is a bandit , you must go all out!" words.

Garnett dominated the game from the start.

Attack first, press Jerome Williams with a 45-degree back on the left.

The same two players with blue-collar attributes, Garnett and Williams are fundamentally different.

Garnett is like an intellectual who graduated with a Ph.D. He just has a heart that combines with workers and peasants, so he started doing farm work, but he makes millions a year; Williams is a typical old man with no knowledge or technology. The physical fitness is enough, the mind is like wood, and it can be dismissed with four or five thousand a month.

So Garnett swayed in the low post with a picturesque shoulder-shake before finally flipping over and shooting a goal over Williams' head, and everyone was dumbfounded.

"Damn it, the gold and jade are out there, the stuff in it! Do you think I'm going to be scared by you? It's so naive!" Williams yelled to get the ball, and then getting the ball was a fierce but eye-catching operation .

From the moment he launched the attack, Mo Mengchen had a conclusion.

"This idiot is going to be blocked." Mo Mengchen gave a prediction three seconds in advance.

Sure enough, Williams couldn't stand Garnett, jumped up and attacked the basket toughly, and got a big cap.

Mo Mengchen complained: "Stupid offensive choice, who gave him the courage to fight like this in front of Garnett?"

It was a start, the epitome of Garnett's dominance.

He can deal with anyone in the paint one-on-one, and it's the same with Wallace coming.

If it was Wallace, it would be easier for him to fight. The opponent is short, and this alone is enough. Garnett pulls up the ball and shoots. Wallace watches and cannot interfere. The flaw in height is so fatal.

Mo Mengchen also saw the problem. Wallace needed a power forward partner with sufficient height and excellent single-defense ability. Otherwise, his height defect would be magnified again and again.

Just think about it, the rookie Yao Huang can shit and piss on his head. It can be imagined that his air defense ability is basically non-existent when he is one-on-one.

Wallace is short, which is both a disadvantage and an advantage.

Short in height, but with the flexibility of a small forward, he can be delayed on the line as often as a small ball center 20 years later. His explosive jumping and fairly good wingspan allow him to take off as long as he has enough space, even if he is not tall enough. The aerial coverage is also considered qualified, coupled with the extremely outstanding sense of blocking shots and the reinforced iron bones built up by day-to-day strength training.

Height made him, but it also brought him natural defects.

Garnett is not afraid of anyone inside. If he double-teams, he will be happier. This is a guy who will average 20+10+5 per game in the future. He is eager for his opponent to double-team. Maybe in his eyes, assisting teammates to score More thrill than scoring by yourself.

Garnett dominated both offense and defense, and the second quarter passed 5 minutes.

Seeing that they went from leading by 6 points to trailing by 5 points, Frauses finally called a timeout and prepared to make substitutions.

Mo Mengchen, Hill, Barkley, and Lore played.

Exit Jackson, Reed, Houston, Williams.

Williams played very depressed. In the past 5 minutes, he was either beaten to the face by Garnett, or on the way to be blown to the face, no matter how he played, it was not right.

"Jerome, the opponent is an All-Star player, it's normal that he can't beat him." It's the veteran's job to comfort the rookie.

Dumas is very responsible.

Unexpectedly, the rookie he comforted had a heart higher than the sky.

"Didn't Dad hit the game-winning shot over MJ's head when he was a rookie?" Williams asked in a nonchalant manner.

It's a pity that his life is thinner than paper.

Dumas seemed to grab his braid: "You are so bold, dare to compare with Dad?"

Williams said cautiously: "This is a whisper between us, a whisper between men is very private, please don't reveal it."

"Don't worry, I'm the most strict-mouthed person in the team."

Dumas' evil little eyes convinced Williams that what he said just now will be known after the game, and Mo Mengchen will therefore take special care of him in the next month to help He grants wishes.

"Don't you want to kill Jordan? Try harder, Jerome!"

He must have heard it often.

Now, Williams can only pray that these words will not be leaked. It is enough to spread them within the team, and he will accept them after being ridiculed by his teammates. If they are spread outside, will he still survive?
Garnett stared at Mo Mengchen from the outside. Although he didn't score much tonight (4 points), no one dared to underestimate him.

It is a recognized fact that Mo Mengchen is the boss of the Pistons.

Even Hill himself admits this, he is the ace, Dumars is the leader of the locker room, but the boss of the team is Mo Mengchen, who leads the team forward.

Is the boss of the top team in the Eastern Conference easy to deal with?Garnett was at the same level as Mo Mengchen, and they entered the league together. Even though they were in the far west, in a place like Minnesota, where no shit like shit, you could often hear the legend of Mo Mengchen.

He has a hunch that Mo Mengchen will attack, and his dear teammate, Marbury, who often ignores his good opportunities and shoots randomly, will definitely be broken by him.

Garnett is a natural defender. A good defender usually has an extremely keen defensive anticipation ability, let alone a natural defender?
He felt right.

Mo Mengchen's speed was not fast, and he started slowly, but with a sense of rhythm, he got rid of Marbury's poor defense, trampled on the outside of the Wolves, and came in with the ball.

"With your physical fitness, it's a fool's dream to score a layup in front of me!"

Garnett jumped up and roared, "Shatter your dreams, Ethan!"

Strangely, Mo Mengchen didn't choose to challenge Garnett, he smashed the ball to the backboard.

The speed of the ball was too fast, even if Garnett stood up early, he couldn't stop the ball from hitting the backboard.Fortunately, Mo Mengchen didn't aim much in order to let the ball touch the backboard early—is he betting that I will hit the backboard?I prefer not to do this - once the ball touches the backboard, any touch will be judged as interference ball. Garnett was shocked by Mo Mengchen's calculation at this moment, but it was still a little bit short.

Garnett thought proudly: I'm not a f*cking young man thinking about blocking shots!

However.
The basketball did not bounce into the backboard, but he flew behind Garnett, and behind him, a man who seemed to have grown wings was obviously shorter than him by nearly ten centimeters, but he could jump up to a height higher than him. area.

"The greatest question in the world: Can Grant Hill touch an angel's face?"

Hill received a pass from Mo Mengchen, or an offensive rebound, whatever. Garnett was shocked, and he couldn't do anything.

Duke's top student raised Thor's Hammer like a god of thunder, and slashed down.

"Flawless fit!"

"Beautiful connection, Grant and Dor.Mo are a perfect match!"

Garnett hasn't recovered yet.

If he gave Mo Mengchen a big cap, he would definitely be called to interfere with the ball, but if he didn't give a big cap, Hill would give an even more brutal attack like just now.

No matter what you do, the moment Mo Mengchen burst in, it was already a dead end.

That man thought of everything possible!
The result frightened Garnett, who moved forward slowly.

This mood affected his offense, and then, he was on the right side, facing Barkley, who was not as good as Jerome Williams in single defense, and missed a turnaround jumper.

"Unfortunately, KG's show time is over."

"For Timberwolves fans, this is really a pity, because as soon as KG's performance moment ends, it means that the opponent's performance moment begins!"

Barkley grabbed the rebound and passed it to Mo Mengchen.

Too fast!
Momoon Dustball kept pushing forward.

Hill again!

"It's time to go to Google to find some weird slam dunk videos!" Hill had too many counterattack opportunities, and the slam dunks he wanted to make were basically done in the previous games.

What is dedicated to the Timberwolves fans at this moment is just a "bland" 360-degree one-handed heavy dunk.

He sincerely hopes that the Timberwolves fans can forgive him, and he doesn't want to use such a "mediocre" dunk to complete the offense. His brain cells are all used to think of a dunk, but he just can't think of it. What can I do?
The fans wailed.

Will the next game be reduced to an exhibition game for the Timberwolves?

That's definitely not the game they want to watch!
"KG, you can safely leave the game to me!"

Marbury excitedly promised: "I will lead you to win!"

Ruined!
Garnett didn't feel good. Sure enough, after Marbury said this, he started a one-on-one duel with Mo Mengchen. He could clearly break through, but he had to challenge the difficult continuous crotch cross-step dribble. jump shot.

"Brother, what the fuck is this?"

He almost suspected that this was Marbury's curve-saving tactic, deliberately using such a hot-eyed attack to wake him up?That's your fucking purpose, right?

Garnett stretched out his long arms, hit two with one, grabbed an offensive rebound, swayed Barkley, and knocked Wallace away for a dunk.

"Three points!"

After landing, Garnett beat his chest and roared to vent his anger: "Ahhhhhh~~~!"

Marbury stepped forward excitedly and shouted: "Brother, isn't it just a rebound? We can do it too, don't be scared by that bitch, as long as you work hard enough, you can have as many offensive rebounds as you want!"

Garnett's arrogance that could almost swallow people disappeared all of a sudden.

Self-deprecation does not bring such
Mo Mengchen is a calculated helper, but you are.
Thinking of the past two years of working with Marbury, Garnett raised his hand and wiped the water from the corners of his eyes, not knowing whether it was hard sweat or bitter tears.

"A free throw!"

The referee threw the ball to Garnett.

Garnett took the ball and made a free throw.

"Shh!"

(End of this chapter)