Super Evolution of Basketball

Chapter 319 Hey, won't you give me a hand?

Sure enough, as Reggie Miller said, Yuan Qingshan suppressed the rhythm very slowly. Since the first game, the Lakers have not used much running and bombing, because Scott found that he hurt the enemy by [-] and hurt himself by [-].

So despite the magician's suggestion, Scott still hesitated. The shortcomings of the lineup made him afraid to use the main force to fight the Thunder.

Especially seeing how Donovan used Westbrook today, he felt even more that he should use the regular lineup to grind against the Thunder slowly, and try to ensure that there are starters present to lead the lineup, so as not to be taken away by others.

The magician was anxious and complained to O'Neill that Scott was timid and not firm enough.

O'Neill said, haven't you been teammates with him, you should understand his character.

The magician stopped talking. Whether Scott was a player or later became the head coach, he always lacked a kind of ruthlessness. This is the biggest obstacle restricting his success.

The Lakers kicked off, Yuan Qingshan took the ball to the left, used his acceleration skills, quickly passed Westbrook, and shot directly without waiting for Adams to press up.

Fight with anger.

Fortunately, the rebound was caught by Whiteside, who turned over with a small hook and threw the ball in.

This ball made the magician's eyes shine. This kid Whiteside may not only be used as a blue-collar, maybe he can really develop it.

60 to 59, Whiteside scored his 8th point and 11th rebound.

"Good shot!" Yuan Qingshan gave him a thumbs up. He knew that Whiteside needs confidence most now.

Whiteside finally smiled a little.

"Mine, mine!" Adams immediately admitted his mistake to Westbrook. Westbrook was in a good mood and accepted it.

Return to head Thunder Attack.

The ball returned to Durant's hands, he took two steps into the three-point line, Nick Young was at a loss, Durant jumped up and made a two-pointer.

Nick Young recalled the horror of being dominated by these monster small forwards.

Inside the VIP box.

O'Neill is very relaxed. Tonight, he just came to watch the excitement. He didn't have any commentary tasks, and he didn't even have to think about it. He would cheer for whoever played well.

The perspective of the magician is different.

He made an assessment for Nick Young in his heart: he is not qualified to be the starting small forward, but he can be used as a chaotic fighter on the bench, and his salary is just fine.

The Lakers attacked, and Yuan Qingshan controlled the ball. He and Kobe made a pick-and-roll. After successfully attracting the double-teaming of the two, he returned the ball to Kobe who was running down.

Kobe hit the board with a small throw.

The arc of the ball was very high, and Adams was so big that he didn't cover it.

"Kobe's strength is so good, it reminds me of Paul's horseback archery." Reggie Miller spoke highly of this ball.

Payton didn't argue. It stands to reason that he should take advantage of the situation to please the fans, but he can't open his mouth with his stubborn temper.

Twelve years have passed, and he always believes that in the 12 finals, the reason why the Lakers F2004 luxury team lost to the Pistons Bad Boys was largely due to Kobe's absent-mindedness. At that time, Kobe was busy dealing with the troubles of Eagle County.

Reggie Miller could more or less guess what Payton was thinking, and tactfully diverted the topic elsewhere: "Downs played so-so in this game, did he hit the rookie wall?"

The rookie wall usually appears around the All-Star Game in February, and it is rare to encounter the rookie wall until May when the spring blossoms.

"Although Adams has only been in the league for three years, his progress is visible to the naked eye, and it is not easy for Towns to take advantage of him."

Towns is 213 cm tall and has a wingspan of 222 cm. Adams is the same height as him, but his wingspan is only 3 cm longer, but he has a great advantage in weight. He entered the league two years earlier than Downs and has more experience.

So if Downs wants to beat Adams, he needs to spend some brains, and physical talent alone won't work.

Reggie Miller nodded: "Adams now has 15 rebounds, and the Lakers' two insiders also have a lot of rebounds, but most of them are backcourt boards. Seven of Adams' 15 rebounds are frontcourt boards. It's amazing, my Adams!"

Payton: "After Adams grows up, this Thunder team is terrible. I don't feel like losing to the Warriors at all."

Reggie Miller is a little worried: "Durant's contract expires this summer, and Detonator will have a headache in the summer."

Payton looked surprised: "You don't think Durant will leave the Thunder, do you? Apart from the Warriors, where else has a better chance of winning the championship than the Thunder?"

Reggie Miller: "What you said makes sense. Even if Durant has no ball to play and is starved to death, it is impossible for him to go to the Warriors."

He paused and continued: "I think he is the true boss of the Thunder. He entered the league earlier than Westbrook and contributed more to the team. So based on Durant's character, even if he leaves, he will go to another team to be the boss."

Payton: "You think so too, right, who would give up the position of the boss of a strong team to be someone else's younger brother?"

Because it was a non-existent fabrication, the two chatted more relaxedly. Reggie Miller continued to joke: "I'm counting on my fingers. Curry, Thompson, and Green, I'm afraid I'm going to be the fourth brother."

"Hahahaha!" The two laughed at the same time.

Of course Durant can't hear their conversation now, but I don't know how he will feel when he hears these words when he goes back to watch the video playback.

Durant's desire to attack has not stopped. Westbrook cooperated with him very much tonight and has been playing for him since the beginning of the third quarter.

Westbrook pulled away, Durant rushed inside and handed the ball to Adams.

At this time, one of Adams' feet had already stepped on the penalty area line. He was too close to the basket. This was an extremely dangerous signal. Whiteside and Downs quickly gathered towards Adams, ready to double-team.

"Ball!" Durant yelled, before striding to the hoop.

Adams passed the ball back to Durant from Whiteside's side, but Whiteside didn't react and continued to push Adams hard.

"Hey!" Adams couldn't help laughing when he saw the other party being fooled and finally showed off his IQ.

Bang!

Durant set fire to the sky and smashed the buckle with one hand!

"Reaper! Du... Lante!" The DJ was excited, and the audience cheered.

"Hurry up, don't be in a daze!" Kobe's shout brought Whiteside and Towns back to the court.

Towns ran to the bottom line, took the ball from the referee, and flicked it hard.

call!
The fans exclaimed.

The ball drew a brown arc, like a precisely guided missile, shooting straight at a golden figure.

Yuan Qingshan turned around to catch the ball while running, then put his toes on the brakes, and his body continued to rush forward under the influence of inertia.

Yuan Qingshan tried his best to maintain his balance and aimed at the basket as his body leaped forward.

Swish, two points.

He was running too fast just now, and after a sudden stop, his body flew out and fell to the floor with a bang.

At this time, Wei Shao was the closest to Yuan Qingshan. He glared at Yuan Qingshan, and said angrily, "Hmph, good shot."

Yuan Qingshan was amused by his arrogant look, he waved and said, "Hey, why don't you give me a hand?"

"Dream, I'll be fine if I don't step on you!" Westbrook stomped his foot deliberately.

Downs quickly ran over and pulled Yuan Qingshan up: "Xiaoshan, has this guy found fault again?"

Yuan Qingshan shook his head, thinking that Westbrook was quite a fun guy.

Just after Yuan Qingshan scored a fast break, Westbrook was not convinced. When it was the Thunder's turn to attack, he pushed Yuan Qingshan like a bulldozer, pushed him to the free throw line, and then used the change of direction to pass Yuan Qingshan in one step, and rushed to the basket for dunks with both hands.

The fans got high, beep beep beep, and someone blew a small plastic whistle.

Yuan Qingshan rubbed his chest that hurt so much from being hit by Westbrook, wondering if this guy is still a human being, with his body and bones, it is not an exaggeration to call him a beast.

(End of this chapter)