You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 38
In the five preseason games in Las Vegas, the Pistons scored 3 wins and 2 losses, thereby determining the final roster.

The opening game of the new 1995-1996 NBA season started on November 11st. The Pistons played at home against the Atlanta Hawks.

If Mo Mengchen remembers correctly, this Eagles team should have made it to the playoffs this season and reached the second round. It can be said to be a strong team in the Eastern Conference.

Their leading scorer is Steve Smith, an All-Star player who can contribute 20 points per game. As for the others, except for Kristen Laettner, the NCAA king, who overwhelmed O'Neal and was selected as the dream one. There is no impression of dust.

The day before the opening game, the team issued game-day tickets to each team member.

With this ticket, the family members of the players can come to the front seats to watch the game. This is also a way to motivate the players. There are many statistics to prove that the players will work harder when fighting in front of their families, because everyone Everyone wants to show their best side in front of the dearest people.

Mo Mengchen got a ticket.

He held the ticket in his hand, not knowing who to give it to.

After returning home, he wanted to hand over the ticket to Ephraim himself, but she was not at home, and neither was Adrian, so he had to put an extra note on the ticket and put it in through the crack of the door.

"Tonight, Auburn Hills was packed, and you guys should know what that means. The fans don't want us to lose."

Doug Collins hoped that his words could inspire the players. He tried to say a few words of chicken soup. Anyway, his tactics were the same over and over again, and there was nothing to say.

Tonight, the Pistons' starters are Dumars, Hill, Houston, Otis Thorpe, Terry Mills.

As for their opponents, they sent Mookie Blaylock, Steve Smith, Grant Long, Stacy Augmon, and Kristen Laettner.

Mo Mengchen sat on the bench and observed quietly.

It is not surprising that Laettner easily defeated Mills on the jump ball. Even the Pistons' home commentator said: "There is no suspense on the jump ball. We have the worst jumper in the league."

At the beginning of the game, an ordinary back kick opened the situation.

Grant Long's post-up attack pinned down the Pistons' defense, and Thorpe could have blocked him, but Houston seemed more willing to start the season with a beautiful steal than to block him.

He ventured back into the paint, trying to steal the ball. His every move was watched by the opponent, and the pass was only in an instant, and the ball came to the most dangerous player of the Eagles.

Smith hit a three-pointer.

"What kind of defense is this?"

As a member of the Bad Boys Legion back then, it was inevitable for Vinier Johnson to complain when he saw such a defense.

Beside him, Rudy Lambert, a professional commentator from ESPN, showed no mercy at all: "Alan Houston made a stupid defensive demonstration."

Mo Mengchen was sitting just off the court, even if his teammates were acting extremely ugly, he still had to watch.

First, Hill, who dribbled the ball alone and met two people defending, came and scored a jumper. It's no wonder he can score.

In a blink of an eye, the Eagles took advantage of Grant Lang's low post to attack Thorpe's defense—Old Thorpe is not what he used to be, he is getting older, and he is no longer the guard with a knife who escorted the big dream. The impact, he was a little powerless, this ball, the opponent leaned on him and scored directly.

Dumars reacted quickly, quickly dribbled the ball to the frontcourt, pulled up a ball, hit the Eagles with a reaction, and scored the Pistons' first point of the season.

Collins was chewing gum in his mouth, even though the team behaved chaotically, he didn't react. In his opinion, this is a normal phenomenon.

"Mo, don't you think we're messing up?" Lore asked.

If even Lore can see that the game is chaotic, then these players should reflect on themselves.

"Shut up, feel it with your heart." Mo Mengchen said.

At this time, the Eagles played the essence of their entire tactical system: two-three tactics.

The screen of two people, one on the bottom line, created an opportunity for Smith to beat Dumars Jr., who completed the offense with a strong 2+1.

Wilkens has been coaching since 1969. For decades, his tactics have only one core, simply put, two or three.

At the heart of the system is the concept that three people on the court serve the other two.

But there is no specific tactical arrangement, this is a concept, a soul, a style.

With such a system, Wilkens became the first thousand-win coach in NBA history. Now, he is getting older, but his control over the team is beyond the reach of ordinary coaches.

The Eagles' game is organized and you can see that they are a collective.

And what about the Pistons?From top to bottom, they don't look like a team with a whole. Their coach Doug Collins, one of the most famous tactics is: You all pull away and give the ball to Jordan.

在柯林斯的麾下，乔丹三个赛季分别打出了38+6+5、35+5+5、32+8+8。

His tactics are star tactics, and any coach can play them.

In the Bulls, he had Jordan, and he reached the semifinals at most with this tactic, but in the Pistons, he only had Hill, and he still played this tactic. The result can be imagined.

"The Pistons requested a timeout, the first timeout they called tonight."

"I think this pause is too late."

When Collins called a timeout, the Pistons were already trailing by 8 points.

At this point, more than half of the first quarter is over.

They were beaten to the ground at home. They couldn't defend from the outside, they didn't deter the inside, and Hill didn't feel the touch. The situation couldn't be worse.

Collins didn't know how to describe this feeling. He had great ambitions, and finally fired Don Cheney and persuaded the top management not to recruit a new head coach. He was the team's general manager and head coach. A military order was requested.

Bringing the team into the playoffs is his lowest goal this season, and the spirit shown by the team is not what a playoff team should have at all.

"Mo, you replace JD, Theo, we need your defense!"

"coach."

Collins was making arrangements when Mo Mengchen spoke.

"Do you have any comments?" Collins was restless now, and when he heard that Mo Mengchen had something to say, he asked unhappily.

Mo Mengchen said: "We need Theo's defense, but we also need Terry's shooting range."

"He didn't make a single three-pointer tonight." Collins shook his head for a while. Mills made three three-pointers before, all of which were in vain.

Mo Mengchen didn't insist. He didn't have much weight at the moment, so he could only offer some opinions. Whether Collins would listen or not was another matter.

"Rookie, be careful of Mucci, his defense is very strong, unlike Lynch." Hill said.

Mo Mengchen knew about Mookie Blaylock, or in other words, most of the fans of his era had heard of this player whose appearance was seven points similar to that of Jordan, but whose style was completely different.

"You go to the low position."

As soon as he came up, Mo Mengchen gave Hill an unquestionable order.

"But the coach wants me."

Hill remembered Collins' instructions. He asked Hill to use shots from the outside to open up space for the team. If the opponent's defensive strength increased, he would take a breakthrough to break the game.

"Your high shot tonight is no threat. We can't count on you. If you don't go low, your role on the court is not as good as that stupid cap."

Mo Mengchen looked at Alan Houston who was talking trash with Smith.

"Look, Detroit sent their No.18 pick in the first round this year, Mo from Melbourne, Australia. I heard he is a doctor at St. Lucifer Hospital." Lambert briefly introduced Mo Mengchen.

As a legend of the Pistons, Johnson doesn't like Mo Mengchen very much.

"I always feel that he, like Grant Hill, does not have the toughness of the Pistons." Johnson muttered.

Lambert said with a smile: "I just hope he can finish the game in good health. Look at his injury history. It is definitely a crazy risk for the Pistons to choose him with this pick."

"Mo, watch out for your legs!"

Someone in the front row groaned loudly.

It doesn't sound like a friendly reminder. Most of them are old fans who have followed the Pistons from the Bad Boys all the way to the present. Like Vinier Johnson, they like tough players.

From the outside, Mo Mengchen is not tough at all.

"Meditation, what you have to do is to seal these messages." Houston came over to remind.

"What do you need to say?" Mo Mengchen said indifferently.

Houston became more and more angry: "Damn rookie, I'm thinking of you!"

"If you are really thinking about me, then I have an unfeeling request," Mo Mengchen pointed at Smith, "Can you guard him?"

Houston's defense is qualified among star players, but asking him to lock up an All-Star is really embarrassing him.

At this moment, he couldn't care less about the fact that this goal was unrealistic, so he responded straight away: "Even Michael Jordan, I'll show you the fuck!"

Mo Mengchen walked to the court, ready to serve.

This time it's not a confrontation or training, this is a real NBA regular season.

"Mo, come on!"

Ephraim brought Adrian to the scene, but unfortunately, their voices were too small compared to the flood-like shouts at the scene, Mo Mengchen could not see them, nor could they hear their voices.

Ratliff sends the ball.

Mo Mengchen held the ball in both hands, stretched out an index finger in his left hand and raised it up: "Steady, score this goal slowly!"

Blaylock knew that Mo Mengchen was a rookie, and had heard some rumors about him, but he didn't take this rookie seriously.

Let me tell you how dangerous the NBA is to you!
His defense was about to push up, but Mo Mengchen passed the ball.

In the low post, Hill took the ball, carried it, turned around and shot a jumper, and scored with a cricket.

　I have been waiting until the signing station is short, I am a little restless→_→

　　
　
(End of this chapter)