You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 665 Continue to win, never stop! (Add more! 56)

1 minute of choking, score?That is impossible.

没有人能在这1分钟得分，眼看比赛要进入最后的4分钟，尼克斯还有五秒钟的时间把分差从6分变成4分或者3分。

Hardaway dribbled the ball along the sideline, continued to move, and the ball in his hand was getting harder and harder. In the last two seconds, he jumped up, gliding in the sky like a flying man, Mo Mengchen jumped up with all his strength, and almost came to the same place as him. height, which gives the strongest disturbance.

82 is better than 86
Hardaway finally made the shot.

With the last 4 minutes left, the Knicks saw hope.

The tighter they chased, the more calm they had to be, any excess emotion would not help the situation in front of them, Mo Mengchen called for the eagle attack tactics.

In order to catch the ball, Hill needs to accept contact beyond the norm, and then come to the tactical point.

With less and less offensive time, he needs to move faster.

In the last three seconds, Pippen fouled Hill on a shot, a brutal foul.

Pippen doesn't care about the number of fouls. Counting this foul, he only has 4 fouls on his body. With less than 4 minutes left in the game, 2 fouls are enough to provide him with high-intensity defense.

Hill's whole body was tense, and his touch was completely consumed by the confrontation along the way.

One of two free throws.

87 is better than 82
pick and roll?

After playing so many games with the Knicks, Mo Mengchen can sometimes judge their offense by the way Hardaway dribbles over. His current appearance is like calling a pick-and-roll.

He doesn't like to rely on intuition to judge. Experience is a good thing. Only through actual combat can one accumulate this kind of experience. He chooses to trust this seemingly ethereal experience.

This experience will help Mo Mengchen complete the next defense.

Mutombo came to pick and roll from a high position. His appearance not only confirmed Mo Mengchen's judgment, but also allowed Mo Mengchen to judge their next battle plan.

"Follow him!" Mo Mengchen shouted.

This sentence is for Wallace, short stature has the advantages of short stature, in terms of defense pick-and-roll, one-on-one defense outside, Wallace is as flexible as those small forwards who occupy the power forward position 20 years later , There is no problem stopping Hardaway at all.

As long as Hardaway is blocked, there is only one problem left.

Because Mutombo doesn't have the ability to shoot from the outside, if Hardaway can't break through, he has to turn around and make a short cut with Hardaway.

Therefore, the moment Wallace followed Hardaway, Mo Mengchen turned to catch up with Mutombo. He was faster and took the lead to occupy a favorable position. Hardaway threw the ball into the air.

The trend is normal. It stands to reason that this empty pick should be able to be completed.

Mo Mengchen was occupying the most comfortable empty contact point, and then jumped up with all his strength. The high jump was not necessarily for blocking shots, nor for interference.

Sometimes, jumping high is to allow yourself to see farther, but also to disrupt the other party's line of sight.

With Mo Mengchen standing in front of him, it was difficult for Mutombo to come to the most comfortable place to take off, let alone the trajectory of the ball, so he could only try his luck, but he failed to catch this beautiful alley-oop pass.

"Out of bounds!"

"Damn guy!" Mutombo muttered, but unfortunately he couldn't understand a word of his African bird language Mo Mengchen.

When Mo Mengchen crossed halftime with the ball, the game entered the last 3 minutes.

Hardaway looked at him cautiously, afraid of any mistakes. In fact, his opponent's mind was not on offense.

Suppressing the rhythm and pursuing the success rate is their goal.

The 5-point lead wasn't there for nothing.

If anyone is going to rush, it shouldn't be them.

Mo Mengchen dragged the rhythm, and when the attack time came to the last ten seconds, Hill started to walk, Rasheed did a solid off-ball screen, Pippen was blocked outside, and Camby could only follow up with a dislocation.

Hill vs. Camby?It's almost a counterpoint to sending points.

Although Camby is the future block leader and DPOY, he is an insider. There are many problems with the insider defending the outsider alone, and the speed and pace cannot be ignored.

When Hill hit him, he didn't need to do much, as long as he controlled the change of rhythm, seized the opportunity, and defeated the enemy with one shot.

Devil Mountain pressed almost to the last second, the low center of gravity swayed Camby, and hit a jumper.

This ball played Camby without any temper, and the point difference was pulled to 7 points.

89 is better than 82
Tight defense, leaving no gaps.

"It's really oppressive," Johnson said. "It's impossible to score with such a defense!"

There is nothing impossible on the basketball court. The Knicks were guarded until the last second, and the ball was passed to Hardaway.

Hardaway only had two seconds to attack. He swayed left and right, only giving himself a shot that wasn't even a space. When he pulled up, Mo Mengchen's defense followed.

Penny was shocked by Dor.Mo's agility. Few people have the ability to quickly entangle after being shaken away.The defender not only needs to move quickly, but also has excellent coordination, otherwise even if the speed can keep up, the defensive action will not be standardized.

However, he only needs a silver lining to score.

Stepping on the three-point line for two long points, hit the board head-on!

84 is better than 89
Then it was the Knicks' turn to display frantic hand-to-hand defense. At the last moment, the referee also restrained, and they began to put away their sense of presence.

The remaining two minutes and 20 seconds will be the most brutal time of the game.

In this situation, the pressure to score 1 point is even greater than the usual pressure to score 5 points, because as long as you dare to take the ball, you must encounter the highest intensity of strict defense.

Be prepared to be knocked to the ground at all times.

This is the first year of the Dark Age of Defense.

Mo Mengchen wanted to play singles in the last few seconds, but before that, Houston ran out of the opportunity.

Mo Mengchen passed the ball, and Houston's shot didn't feel good.

"boom!"

In the last 2 minutes of the game, the Knicks wanted to counterattack, but Mo Mengchen approached Hardaway and grabbed him roughly.

If he fouls tactically as usual, Crawford will never take it seriously.

1 minute and 50 seconds, 5 points difference.

The game passed silently in the timer, and Auburn Hills, which has always been noisy, was also quiet. Even the uneducated workers knew that this was a game that needed to be watched quietly.

The confrontation on the court became more and more intense. In order to attack, the New Yorkers tried their best to cover Penny. They must not let a lot of defensive pressure concentrate on Hardaway.

"No time, shoot!"

Van Gundy growled.

Hardaway picked up a pick-and-roll and exploded. The shooting height was terrifying and he couldn't block the shot at all.

Rasheed charged, knocking his center of gravity out of the way, and Crawford blew the whistle, a foul that couldn't be tolerated.

"Do not!!!"

The audience at the scene yelled, the ball was too fast, like a fast orange tornado, hit the backboard from the side, and bounced into the basket.

“Nice shot!!”

The Knicks' bench was already fried, and Westphal immediately requested a timeout.

"Tamp down Auburn Hills!" Mutombo excitedly pulled Hardaway up.

"That's right!" Hardaway yelled. "We're going to crush Auburn Hills tonight!"

With one and a half minutes left, if Hardaway successfully hits 4 points, the point difference will be only 1 point.

Westphal did not arrange tactics, he is a player, he has played many similar games, he knows that under such circumstances, any tactical arrangement is meaningless.

"Even if you fail, it's not the end, children, show all your courage and determination, and prepare to fight to the death!" Westphal shouted.

Mo Mengchen gently put the towel on his seat, turned around and went on stage.

Hardaway added a penalty score, his 35th point, and also chased the score to 88 to 89. The Knicks were only 1 point behind.

Pistons serve.

It was supposed to be an inside serve, but now it was Mo Mengchen who was going to serve to Hill.

"What do you want to do?" Hill asked.

"If you have a chance," Mo Mengchen walked, "give me the ball."

Ask for the ball politely?Be it.

A guy who has always pursued reason is now defeated by an unreasonable guy. This is something that someone can't accept even if he dies.

No one will forget how successful the Pistons have been along the way.

Hill controlled the field at the top of the arc, time passed, and with 12 seconds counting down, Mo Mengchen began to move from the bottom corner.

Hardaway wants to defend. The problem is, his off-ball defense is like the difference between a lightweight champion and a heavyweight champion compared to his offense.

Mo Mengchen used the screen to easily get rid of Hardaway, ready to get the ball, want to score, and this is just the beginning.

Covering all the way, accompanied by off-ball confrontation all the way.

With the exception of Steve Smith, almost every Knicks player has given Mo Mengchen a confrontation.

Hill handed the ball to Rashid, and Rashid also screened off the ball for Mo Mengchen on the road. Everyone in the audience thought that he would pass the ball to Mo Mengchen, but in the end, he played in a more elegant way. way to pass the ball.

Mo Mengchen ran past him and ran to the bottom corner on the right.

"There is 1 minute left in the game!"

As soon as the commentator's voice fell, Rashid blocked the pursuers for Mo Mengchen, and then lobbed the ball high.

In the bottom corner on the right, Mo Mengchen took the ball open.

The body that was hit so tight did not hesitate for a moment, and jumped straight up, like a sniper rifle that had taken countless lives, firing a bullet in return.

"Boom!"

A three-pointer hit from the bottom corner!

92 is better than 88
Mo Mengchen couldn't hear the cheers of the audience, and he couldn't even feel where Ephraim was. At this moment, at this moment, everything he had put into the game.

In the last 56 seconds, the Knicks trailed by 4 points.

They only have one timeout left. This timeout cannot be used at this time. Van Gundy hopes that the players on the field will make persistent efforts to recover the points. The final timeout will be used for the crucial round of turning defeat into victory.

Can you really wait until that round?

Van Gundy didn't know, but with less than 1 minute left, it would be clear soon.

The Knicks were about to attack, Mo Mengchen opened his hands and shouted: "Whoever gets the score in this round, after the game, everyone on the field will be given a BMW!"

This is obviously a temporary gamble that is not conducive to Mo Mengchen.

Everyone on earth knows that the most dangerous player in the Knicks is Penny.

Since he is a person from Earth, he should also know that the person facing Penny is Dor. Mo.

"It seems that we have no reason to refuse!"

With the last 40 seconds left in the game, this group of guys who have been fighting hand-to-hand all night can still fight like crazy like they did at the beginning.

Their physical ability, their will, and their belief in winning are beyond imagination.

Of course, Mo Mengchen didn't notice a strange light in his body, it was the "direction of the heart" at work, and it was the most special skill in him.

"They don't want to lose and they're not going to lose this game."

Westphal murmured.

This is the last multiple choice question for tonight, I believe it will be the last time.

left, or right?
Tonight, Hardaway's breakthrough has blown away Mo Mengchen countless times, and he has occasionally successfully defended a few times, but that cannot be used as a reference for successful experience. Every defense is a brand new experience. Every time you do a multiple-choice question, It's all an unsure gamble.

Every setback, failure and suffering may seem annoying, but it is precisely the most precious gift God has given us.

unique.

The experience of failure reminded him repeatedly that if he fell into the abyss, he would have nothing.

Take off the crown and you're useless.

Only victory, continuous victory, never stop!
Scary bloodshot eyes appeared in Mo Mengchen's eyes. Hadaway finally made this multiple-choice question, and he wanted to break through on the left side!
Got you! !
Mo Mengchen shouted, his hands were so fast that it made people feel cold all over, and Hardaway's ball was snatched away by him in an instant.

Penny's first reaction was to fight back. Even if he was unsuccessful, he could still use a foul to prevent the opponent from counterattacking.

"Beep!"

The referee whistled, and Hardaway's foul interrupted Mo Mengchen.

"Pause, Paul!" Frauses thought it was time to pause and arrange.

With 28 seconds left in the game, the Pistons lead by 4 points. Their opponents will undoubtedly use foul tactics to send them to the free throw line.

"We don't have to do anything."

Westphal makes a decision Frauses doesn't understand.

"do nothing?"

"Isn't it called a timeout?"

"Trust me!" Westphal was more serious than ever, "Dor.Mo won't let us lose."

Mo Mengchen succeeded in stealing Hardaway, and his teammates were full of unspeakable excitement.

That's weird, what are they getting excited about, these guys just missed out on a BMW?
Or, what are they expecting?
What's better than a free BMW?
Mo Mengchen hummed lightly, of course it did.

The Knicks will definitely foul, but Mo Mengchen doesn't want to use free throws to end the game.

Players on both sides are concentrated in the frontcourt, and they are ready to foul the receiver at any time. Mo Mengchen has the highest free throw percentage on the field. There is no doubt that he is the key target of the Knicks.

"I love this scene," Mo Mengchen said to Hill. "It reminds me of your game against Kentucky in 1992."

Hill raised his eyebrows: "Really? It's been a while, do you remember?"

"The memory is still fresh."

Mo Mengchen pressed against Hardaway, as if he was about to catch the ball.

The referee hands the ball to Hill, and it's on!

Rasheed and Wallace rushed over suddenly and made a series of screens for Mo Mengchen, but this screen was not to help him catch the ball in the frontcourt.

"No!"

Van Gundy yelled.

Mo Mengchen ran at full speed, crossed the LOGO, and rushed forward. Hill seemed to have returned to 1992, the night when he sent a long pass to assist Laettner to beat Kentucky.

Tonight, he will deliver another long pass that will go down in the history books.

The ball flew out, following Mo Mengchen's figure running like an arrow.

Listen closely, and they can even hear Van Gundy's out-of-control "NoNoNo!"

Nothing can be changed.

"The ball has wings!"

"Dor.Mo received the ball from outside the three-point line!"

"24 seconds before the end of the game, Dor.Mo made a three-pointer!"

The moment he landed, Mo Mengchen turned to face the audience. His shooting hand turned into a pistol and pointed between his eyebrows. The ball was still flying, and the scene was already boiling. The enthusiasm of the [-] spectators seemed to melt Auburn Hills.

Even Bill Davidson and the team's shareholders and sponsors went crazy.

It is the final hit that sets the atmosphere to such an extent that it can no longer be quiet here.

"Dor.Mo did it!!!"

95 is better than 88
With 25 seconds left in the game and a 7-point lead, unless a miracle happens, the Knicks have already lost the game.

Van Gundy did not give up. He called the last timeout tonight, which was their last effort.

Everyone knows that the overall situation is settled.

Mo Mengchen turned around and saw Hill.

"You almost made a mistake passing the ball." The old man said.

Mom rolled her eyes: "You almost missed such a good pass."

"Let me admit that you made a good pass."

"Well, I also reluctantly admit that you killed the game."

(End of this chapter)