Chapter 95

"If you return to the court and end the team's momentum of chasing points, can it be judged that you are a burden?"

Strickland had already calmed down, but he didn't expect Mo Mengchen to dare to attack him. Has this rookie bastard never died?
"Portland will turn defeat into victory under my leadership!" Strickland said coldly.

Mo Mengchen had heard many cold tones, but none of them were malicious. Due to his profession, the cold tones he heard were all spoken by the parties when they were dying.

They were not so lively as Strickland.

49 is better than 42
The gap of 7 points, Mo Mengchen does not want this gap to continue to narrow. The Blazers are a very strong team. Since they have taken the lead, they must maintain it and don't be caught up by them.

Compared with the depth of the lineup, the Pistons are completely inferior to the Trail Blazers. If the game is dragged to the last minute, they will have an advantage.

Mo Mengchen stopped outside the three-point line and observed the position. At this time, Houston took advantage of an empty-handed screen from Mills to run out, and then raised his hand and passed the ball in place. Unfortunately, the CIC king did not grasp this opportunity. Rare opportunity.

After a harsh iron strike sounded, seeing the Blazers about to launch a counterattack, Thorpe desperately shot out the rebound that had almost fallen into the hands of Sabonis.

Action must be faster than eyes can see.

If you just stand there and wait, opportunities will never come to you.

Mo Mengchen didn't stand still and wait for the ball to fly to his palm, he took the initiative to greet it, like a groom welcoming a bride, grabbed the ball, launched a jump into the basket, and threw the ball into the air.

Sabonis's defensive attention was completely taken away, he could not have expected the movement behind him, Devil Mountain jumped up like a gorilla, and made a gorilla dunk on the roof of the world that shocked the audience.

The Blazers players were dumbfounded.

"The tacit understanding between these two guys is like a husband and wife!"

"Yes, Grant knows what he wants to do with just one look from Dor. Mo. This kind of tacit understanding is really surprising!"

Do we have a tacit understanding?Hill didn't think so, but Mo Mengchen's command was appropriate.

In fact, he didn't come in by himself, but saw Mo Mengchen's gesture and followed him in.

It's disgusting to say that there is a tacit understanding like a husband and wife.
This dunk made the scene out of control, and the crazy Pistons fans screamed as if they had encountered some great event.

The Blazers sent the ball amid the shouts of the audience.

"You really are a burden."

"Before you came on, we were struggling to score; after you came on, everything went well."

"shut up!"

Mo Mengchen's trash talk made Strickland irritated. He didn't forget the coach's instructions. This is his last chance tonight. If he messes up again, he won't be able to play for a minute in the fourth quarter.

The head coach's instructions are very clear, give the ball to Sabonis, and use this big man's coping ability to open up the situation.

For him, this is simply a humiliation. He thinks he can support the team's system, but it's a pity that Sabonis's performance just a few minutes ago suddenly appeared in front of Carlesimo like a new continent.

Carlesimo suddenly discovered that this European big bear has the potential to be the fulcrum of the team in addition to pick-and-roll, blocking, rim protection, catching the rim, and post-up singles. This is too rare.

After Strickland passed the ball, Sabonis didn't wait for the double-team to come to his side, and scored the ball with an ugly skyhook, responding to Mo Mengchen's lob.

"See? Scoring is as simple as that, why should I work so hard like you?"

As Strickland said proudly, he felt a strange sense of superiority in his heart. He felt that he was playing the most correct basketball.

Using strengths and relying on strengths, isn't this the bounden duty of a point guard?

"Terry!"

Mills heard Mo Mengchen's call, and he came out.

Sabonis remained unmoved. No matter what the Pistons made on the periphery, he was always entrenched in the basket and refused to come out no matter what.

It doesn't matter, he will come out sooner or later.

Mo Mengchen used Mills' pick-and-roll to easily break through Strickland. Sabonis was under the basket. If he rushed in, he would definitely be blocked.

Mo Mengchen stopped outside the paint area, jumped up, and practiced a jump shot like air, and there was no reason to miss it.

This was Mo Mengchen's second mid-range shot this season, and he still made it.

This ball is undoubtedly a strong argument for those who advocate "Mo Mengchen didn't miss the shot, but was just too lazy to shoot".

Starting today, he has one more CIC sample.

Mo Mengchen's attitude is very simple, as long as Sabonis insists on the defensive strategy of the tiger not coming out of the hole, he will play this tactic repeatedly.

Not only him, but his teammates can also play, anyone who can make a mid-range shot can play, you score a goal, I score a goal, it's easy, why don't you come out?If you don't come out, you will be killed directly.

"Cunning Australian fox, it's hard to handle."

How can Sabonis not know Mo Mengchen's plan, if the Pistons can really guarantee the jump shot after the pick and roll, then he really has to follow, otherwise, the problem will be big.

One on one, man to man.

Sabonis continued to claim positions, and the Blazers seemed to have only this tactic left.

"Looks like you've given up on the offensive, poor wretch."

Mo Mengchen didn't mind adding salt to Strickland's scar.

"Give up the attack? There is only one ball, and it doesn't matter whoever hits it. I'm not a selfish ghost!" Strickland said righteously.

Mo Mengchen almost forgot who was the CP who ignored his teammates and tried to force him in the first quarter.

Are you not selfish?That's the most disgusting thing I've heard tonight.

With no one double-teaming, Sabonis should be sure to hit Mills singles, but in this round, he missed.

A flawless attack, just because the last shot didn't feel good, and his ball flew out of it.

Thorpe protected the rebound, and the Pistons' outside line pushed the counterattack like a mad dog.

Their speed is so fast, it's downright scary.

Their opponents did not expect the Pistons to have such physical fitness until the third quarter. They are all young and run tirelessly.

In contrast, Sabonis is full of problems.

If his biological age is 30 years old, then his knees should be hundreds of years old. He can't bear such a fast-paced running back and forth, and his huge body prevents him from having good physical fitness.

Mo Mengchen didn't pass the ball to Hill or Houston because they both ran very fast.

"Take three points!"

"Too reckless!"

Swish!
Criticism from the commentator is criticism, and when the goal is scored, they are also full of praise.

Chasing three-pointers is Mo Mengchen's biggest characteristic. Even in a 1v0 situation, he might stop and shoot a chasing three-pointer.

If it weren't for his horrifyingly high three-point shooting percentage, this seemingly unreasonable and thoughtless approach would have been criticized to the point where there were no pants left.

In a 3-on-0 situation, Mo Mengchen shot a three-pointer, because even if he didn't score, Hill and Houston could still get the rebound.

In the end he got in.

The point difference fell back to 10 points.

Sad news for their opponents, who chased so hard and ended up back on 10 points.

Mo Mengchen turned his head and his eyes fell on Strickland.

"Am I right? You are really a burden. I don't know what your teammates think?"

"I don't think they'll feel otherwise because they're used to having a liability around them."

"The inertia of human beings is really terrifying."

Mo Mengchen suddenly spat out three rubbish words, and at the moment when he hit a three-pointer, Strickland had no way to refute.

This bastard!

Strickland was so angry that he no longer wanted to take care of the coach's instructions.

Sabonis has already had problems with his physical fitness, and it is time for him to come forward to solve the problem.

He's ready to be the hero.

As everyone knows, Sabonis's physical problems will be exposed so early, which has a lot to do with his blind play in the first half.

Thanks to Strickland, the Pistons were able to take the lead in the first half, and it was precisely because of his unscrupulous singles that the pace of the game was greatly accelerated and the number of rounds increased. The catastrophe.

That's why Sabonis threw the stool at the end of the first half.

Who wouldn't be angry about this?

We have a traitor among us!

Once Strickland switched back to breakthrough mode, his threat increased significantly.

Mo Mengchen's defense has never been in his eyes, all he cares about is scoring, whether it is scoring by himself or assisting others to score.

"coming!"

Mo Mengchen's eyes flashed, and Strickland forced the bottom line, which he did not expect, the opponent's speed was too fast, and he couldn't even react.

"Look at me!"

Strickland dribbled the ball into the basket, and old Thorpe stood at the bottom of the basket. If he dared to force him, he would give him a hot pot set meal.

Sabonis gasped, he was also in the restricted area, Strickland gave him a look, he understood.

From that second, he was ready to catch the ball.

however,
Strickland passed the ball quite well, but his passing intention was predicted in advance by Mo Mengchen behind him.

Mo Mengchen ran to Sabonis's side, and when the ball passed, his 208 cm long arm swung down, and the ball was destroyed before it fell into the hands of the roof of the world.

"No!"

Strickland cried out, but it was too late.

Mo Mengchen saw Houston at the far end, and he passed the most beautiful ball tonight.

Just like on the football field, in order to send a touchdown pass that is enough to kill a teammate, the quarterback must take risks.

Mo Mengchen threw the ball high into the sky with one hand.

The arc is absolutely beautiful.

"Dor.Mo's pass has a pair of angel wings, and it flew into the hands of Alan Houston!"

"Houston dunks!"

"What a wonderful pass!"

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