You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 87

After Kidd returned, the Mavericks had a point on the court that could suppress Mo Mengchen, and they regained control of the situation.

Although Mo Mengchen's strength at this stage is far inferior to Kidd, he can still use the attack power of Hill and Houston to equalize him in organization.

In the first three quarters, Kidd performed well on both offense and defense. The only thing he did badly tonight was the three-pointer. He made 5 of 0 shots in the first three quarters. Even so, he still scored 19 points and 11 rebounds in the first three quarters. Compared with Mo Mengchen's 10 points, 12 rebounds and 5 assists in his triple-double with 10 assists, his performance undoubtedly beat the latter.

He performed so well, but he couldn't give the team a decisive advantage.

At the beginning of the fourth quarter, the Mavericks only had a slight lead of 4 points.

"Can you score a three-pointer tonight?"

Compared with Mo Mengchen's three-pointers, Kidd's three-pointers are not on the table. Today he missed five good three-pointers.

Mo Mengchen seized the only three opportunities and made all three three-pointers.

In Kidd's view, shooting is not necessary, as long as he can seize some good opportunities, even though he can't even grasp good opportunities now, what does that matter?
He overwhelmed the flamboyant rookie in front of him and had a chance to blow him up in the fourth quarter.

His eyes flicked to Braston on the sidelines. It was time for her to take a look at me.

Jim Jackson thought he was dazzled, and confirmed again and again that Kidd was indeed calling him for a pick-and-roll, and it was most likely a pick-and-roll for him to pass the ball.

Kidd is extremely good at capturing opportunities through the pick-and-roll, and there is a statistic that shows how much he likes to pass the ball after the pick-and-roll.

This data is called the pick-and-roll pass rate. We can affectionately call it the pass rate of the independent force. The more arbitrary people are, the more they like to force themselves after the pick-and-roll. They have no teammates in their eyes, and offense is for them. is everything.

Kidd is the opposite example, his pick-and-roll pass rate is as high as 80%, which can fully explain that he is an unselfish passer.

Jackson got the ball and heard Braston screaming from the sidelines.

His feint tricked Houston, who got up and jumped into the air, but he slapped the ball to the basket, and an easy pick basket gave the Mavericks a six-point lead.

"I"

"What are you?"

Mo Mengchen put the ball in his arms: "Serve."

"Actually, my defense is not that weak. It was an accident just now. You must believe me!"

Houston held Mo Mengchen's hand eagerly, as if he would commit suicide if Mo Mengchen didn't believe him.

"You serve first."

Houston served the ball, followed Mo Mengchen and said, "Mo, I want to play the scalpel tactic."

"The time is not right now, but you have to be ready."

Mo Mengchen's answer made Houston wonder whether he agreed or refused.

A good tactic must have pick-and-rolls and screens, and the person in charge of pick-and-rolls and screens is extremely important.

There's only one Pistons player with good pick-and-roll quality, and that's Otis Thorpe.

His pick and roll is also Mo Mengchen's favorite.

This round, Thorpe moved forward, and Kidd's pupils contracted. He wanted to judge the Pistons' style of play in an instant, but he couldn't understand it.

Mo Mengchen called a pick-and-roll, instead of breaking through, he plunged into crowded places.

What is this operation?
Kidd followed him, and Thorpe moved laterally to the right at the moment of the block, and then set a high-quality screen for Houston.

With the cover at his side, Houston took advantage of the opportunity to dodge the defenders, straight to the free throw line, and Mo Mengchen, who had his back to them, looked like he had long eyes behind his head, and passed with one hand behind his back.

Houston made a mid-range shot.

"Damn it, it turns out that the starting point is here!"

Kidd sulked, his judgment was wrong.

In terms of tactics, I will not lose to you.

Kidd did not regard Mo Mengchen as a rookie, and ordinary rookies would not have such a high maturity.

Even with his flaws, he's using his strengths to impact the game as much as he can, an extremely dangerous player in just his first year as a pro.

Mo Mengchen saw Kidd dribble around to the right, this was by no means a random move.

Marshburn is just outside the three-point line on the right. If there is no accident, Kidd will hand in hand with him, and then use his strong body to help Marshburn block Hill, and then let Marshburn confront him. bit
No no, more than that.

Mo Mengchen heard the footsteps behind him. In order to increase the success rate of the attack, Kidd also called the inside to do a pick-and-roll.

"Grant!" Mo Mengchen shouted.

He will also try to slow down Mashburn's progress, and Hill will follow up quickly after breaking free from the pick-and-roll, just double-teaming this guy on the outside.

Sure enough, what Kidd did was exactly what Mo Mengchen judged.

There's nothing wrong with running a pick-and-roll for Mashburn and hanging Hill for him.

Looking at the skinny Mo Mengchen, Mashburn hadn't paid him much attention from the beginning, and was thinking of killing him with all his might.Unexpectedly, this young rookie point guard was completely unafraid of his iron elbow, and greeted his body with a body that seemed unable to withstand his impact.

Mashburn had a fierce confrontation with Mo Mengchen, and he found that the opponent's strength was far worse than he imagined.

This guy is no scarecrow!
Mashburn was about to get angry when Hill rushed over.

The two worked together, and Kidd watched from the sidelines and yelled, hoping that Mashburn would pass the ball to him, but it was too late, and the more anxious he was, the easier it was to make mistakes.

Mashburn made a stupid mistake. His passing intention was so obvious that even the kid on the sidelines knew that he was going to give Kidd who shot [-] for [-] from the three-point line. How could his opponent not know?
In Mo Mengchen's eyes, his actions were like a slow-motion camera countless times--Mo Mengchen raised his hand, like a big knife for mincing meat, and cut off Mashburn's ball.

"Dor.Mo Steals!"

"Detroit strikes back!"

Mo Mengchen was in front, Hill was behind, and the two set off at the same time.

Mo Mengchen is not greedy for merit. A wonderful counterattack by Hill can not only increase his own morale, but also suppress the opponent's arrogance. Therefore, he slapped the ball hard on the ground with his right hand.

Devil Mountain rides the clouds and fog, grabs the ball with one hand, and shows off a flat-basket machete buckle that makes people sigh that humans can also fly.

"Grant Hill slams a dunk with ease, and the two sides are only 2 points away!"

"I have to praise Dor.Mo! His selflessness is reflected in every aspect, he is the most ideal teammate we can imagine!"

Hill joked: "They actually say you're the ideal teammate."

"I am indeed." Mo Mengchen was not humble at all.

"They should hear how you trash talk your teammates," Hill snorted.

Kidd's anger was uncontrollable. He slapped the ball and shouted: "I SO!"

"I'll score in the position you hate the most!"

After dribbling over, Kidd said this to Mo Mengchen.

At this time, the left side of the front field was empty, and the remaining eight players from the two teams were all gathered on the right side.

The left side became a duel field for the two.

Kidd slapped the ball vigorously with his left hand. Although he didn't move much, he had an astonishing momentum, like a beast about to hunt. His hands were not stained with blood, but you could feel from his eyes that he had already hunted. Killed countless prey.

This aura is formed by the accumulation of countless dead souls of prey.

coming!

Underweight, being crushed in confrontation, poor speed, athletic ability, and physical fitness have no advantages compared with Kidd.

Playing singles against Mo Mengchen is indeed an excellent choice.

The only thing Mo Mengchen could rely on was his anticipation on the defensive end. He had to judge the direction of Kidd's breakthrough, otherwise, everything would be over.

left!

The moment Kidd started it, Mo Mengchen made a correct prediction, and his frail body tried his best to block it, but Kidd failed to knock him away.

Shocked, Kidd used other methods, he chose to play back.

With his weight, it is not a problem to sit from this position to outside the paint area. Mo Mengchen was pushed back again and again, and the last turn around was especially fatal.

With Mo Mengchen as the fulcrum, Kidd's body made a powerful spinning top, which directly disintegrated Mo Mengchen's defense, came to the paint area, and jumped up.

Mo Mengchen, who was keeping up with the defense, swung his hand involuntarily and hit Kidd on the arm, and the whistle came as expected.Kidd raised the ball soothingly, flicked his fingers, swish!
"And one!"

"Remember tonight, Dor.Mo!"

Kidd said these words to Mo Mengchen in a low voice.

"Jason spouts rare trash talk at his opponent!"

"When you meet an opponent, you will meet a good talent. Dor.Mo is indeed a rare defender."

Before Kidd hit the free throw line, Mo Mengchen held a meeting.

Hill hesitated for a while, but in the end he didn't come over.

Only Thorp and Mills attended the meeting.

"You can't stop him," said Thorpe firmly.

"I really can't stop it, but it's not that I'm powerless to fight back. I need your help." Mo Mengchen said.

Mills patted his chest and said, "Just say what you need!"

Seeing Thorp and Mills bowing to Mo Mengchen, Houston said dryly: "What are they whispering all day long? Why can't we all talk together?"

"You can also go to the meeting," Hill said with a smile.

"I don't want it!" Houston said, "Childish!"

Kidgar made a free throw and scored his 22nd point, giving the Mavericks a 5-point lead.

Mo Mengchen picked up the ball and threw it to Thorpe: "Proceed according to the original plan."

"I didn't do much in that pick-and-roll, are you sure?" Thorpe said.

"No problem, pick and roll like usual." Mo Mengchen said.

Kidd found that he had lost his mind just now, and even sprayed trash on his opponent for greater pleasure.

The other side wasn't crushed by him, turned a deaf ear to his trash talk, and he did it again.

What does this cunning rookie want to do this time?
Kidd thinks he has more tactics than the head coach, but their coach is an old coach who has been in the league for decades and has his own way. But different.

Their head coach is like a dead man.

Thinking of this, Kidd glanced at Doug Collins who only knew how to shout like a sugar man.

(End of this chapter)