basketball god death race space

Chapter 64

Cole was so anxious that he was going crazy, "But who can guarantee that he will score a goal? What if Longley scores a goal?"

Longley's shooting percentage is indeed not high, only 50.00%, but as long as he makes a free throw, all the pressure will fall on the Warriors!

What is Duguming's two-point shooting percentage?
Also only more than 50.00%.

At such a critical moment, he dared to bet on his hit rate.

How confident is this kid?
Cole was speechless, after all, the fouls had already been committed.

In this world, there is no regret medicine.

Curry looked at the chronograph, and there were only five seconds left for them, basically nothing could be organized.

What's worse, in case Langley made the first free throw and missed the second free throw.

They have to fight for another backcourt.

Curry looked at Dugu Ming's expression, trying to read something from his face.

He saw that Dugu Ming had no expression on his face, and he seemed to take it for granted, as if his own foul tactics were such a normal move.

Regarding Du Guming's deliberate foul, the commentary team also expressed their incomprehension.

Magic Johnson frowned, "Jordan and Pippen are not on the court. The Warriors' defensive pressure is actually much less. The Bulls may not be able to kill the Warriors. I don't understand why Duguming used foul tactics."

"He must be betting that Longley misses two free throws, and then they can make another shot!"

O'Neal shook his head and said, "However, although Longley's free throws are a little worse than mine, he can at least score one free throw, right?"

Miller chuckled, "In any case, the possibility of being dragged into overtime has become very small. Thanks to Dugu Ming, we will soon witness the miracle of kissing our own ass."

"Fuck you, Miller!"

Barkley yelled, "Longley has no pressure, he can easily score two free throws, and then the Warriors failed to make a shot before the stopwatch ran out, and the lore failed, it's that simple!"

Barkley had already made up the script in his head.

Bird interjected: "Anyway, Dugu Ming pushed himself down the abyss!"

Longley stood at the free throw line, and the Warriors fans sitting across from him immediately stood up and performed all sorts of funny dance moves to interfere with Longley.

"No penalty, no penalty..."

Barbosa stood not far behind Langley, muttering in a low voice, he didn't dare to make excessive disturbances, he would be called a technical foul!

However, Langley was obviously affected, and his first free throw was a non-stick.

"puff!"

Reggie Miller laughed straight away, staring at O'Neal, "Shaq, are these five ironclads, right?"

The Big Five is a program hosted by O'Neill, which specializes in collecting funny scenes on the field.

"That's right! But I can tell you for sure that his first free throw was deliberately missed. He used the first ball to adjust his touch. That's what I did back then!"

Also as a member of the family with free throw difficulties, O'Neill supported Longley.

As if responding to O'Neill, Longley's second free throw really hit.

The Bulls are 98 to 97, leading by one point.

"Dude, what are your plans?"

Livingston is completely lost, one point behind, with only 4 seconds left in the clock.

"Call a timeout!"

Dugu Ming signaled.

He made a free throw and a dunk before, activating the icing on the cake effect.

He promises he can beat the Bulls just by letting him get the ball.

The premise is that he must rush to the opponent's three-point line within four seconds.

This is the trigger condition for "icing on the cake".

"it is good."

Livingston is the ball handler and has the authority to call timeouts on the court.

The Warriors called a timeout.

The Bulls' substitutes returned to the bench with a relaxed face, and now they should not have to bear the blame of losing.

Cole looked at Duguming with a sad face, you kid caused trouble with your own fever, and now you are counting on me to arrange offensive tactics?

I arrange a hammer!
Unexpectedly, Dugu Ming ran to his chair and took the tactical board.

Cole's whole body is not good, you kid take my tactical board, what do you want to do, do you still have me as a coach in your eyes?
Forget it, forgive him once today, if he can't kill the game, see if I don't take care of him!
Cole could only comfort himself in this way.

Duguming called all the substitutes over and formed a circle. Curry and other key players also came over to listen curiously.

"Livingston, your mid-range shot is a threat. You are waiting to receive the ball on the weak side. They must not dare to let you go, so our offensive space will be ripped apart."

Du Guming drew a line on the tactical board, marking the position and route of Livingston's serve run and screen.

Livingston nodded.

"Speights, you stand at the free throw line. Set a screen for me and Barbosa! After the screen, immediately give up the front of the lane and go to the corner."

"it is good!"

"Barbosa, after you run the screen, make an inside and outside screen with me. Remember, you must help me block the tall shot blocker!"

"In addition, we also need a passer. Barnes, go ahead, serve me and have a chance to cut directly!"

Duguming stated the tactical arrangement clearly, and Cole was taken aback when he heard it.

This guy is good at drawing tactical boards!
Duguming made arrangements, the timeout was almost over, and the Warriors' substitutes returned to the court.

"You won't get in."

Harper said closely to Duguming.

"You can try!"

Dugu Ming sneered slightly.

The referee blew his whistle and Barnes stood outside the line to hold the ball.

Duguming speeded up, bypassed Livingston, and found Speights.

Speights' generous body blocked Harper, the Bulls immediately switched defenses, and Kukoc followed Duguming.

Dugu Ming suddenly twisted his feet and slipped past Speights. At the same time, Barbosa and Speights also completed a cover.

"Watch out Speights!"

Cole yelled anxiously. After several screens and defense changes, he had been replaced in front of Speights. It was impossible for his small body to withstand a center forward.

Longley had no choice but to give up defending Barbosa and returned to the penalty area. This delay in running made Harper hesitate to make up for it.

Duguming's strategy worked, he successfully got rid of Harper's defense and came to the three-point line to receive the ball.

Harper hurried to catch up.

"I knew you wouldn't hand the ball to someone else!"

From the corner of his eye, Harper saw that all the teammates behind him were pulled away, and said in a low voice.

Duguming dribbled the ball twice, the movement was so smooth that there was no flaw, even Harper couldn't make a steal.

"My fate, of course, is up to me!"

After Du Guming finished speaking, he straightened up and leaned back!

Harper has tried his best to block it, but his height is limited compared to Dugu Ming, and Dugu Ming's back is too exaggerated, as if he is flying upside down.

"Damn it, it's impossible to make such a shot, right?"

Harper's eyes were astonished as if he was watching a madman perform.

But the corner of Dugu Ming's mouth was already smiling.

"ended!"

The arc of the basketball is low and flat, like a cannonball, falling straight into the net!

The whistle sounded the moment the basketball hit the net!

Lore!

(End of this chapter)