name of champion

Chapter 118 Dewar's Feelings
"Watch out for Moi Cook's shot! There's space in this spot!"

"You can't give a milf such a good chance!"

Spike Webb said successively.Milf had just come up with tactics, and the missed three-pointer after gaining shooting space was surprising.People are used to him scoring goals because of his freakish shooting.This impression of not shooting the open shot became strong, creating the impression that he was more accurate than the open shot.

"Go back!" Bloomfield yelled.His voice evokes the Braves' defense.The Emperor's counterattack failed, and Wang Weiyu dropped the ball with a master lob.Dewar catches the ball and runs to the hoop.

"Crack!" Lenny saw the opportunity, jumped up to block the shot, and nailed the big cap.Moi caught the backcourt rebound, ran quickly, and rushed to the backcourt of the Kings.

His movement attracted the attention of the other nine people.Montgomery was like a bloodthirsty wolf, howling and pounced on him.Over the years, Milf has encountered a variety of defenders, including his passionate type.He didn't take it seriously at the moment, dribbled the ball behind his back, and flashed out of space.

Milf's body is floating in the air, holding the ball with both hands to his chest and pushing it up. This is his signature posture.

"Shua!" The ball made the arena quiet.Satisfied with the silence, Milf patted his chest and raised three fingers, which was also his signature gesture of celebration.

"We'll do the three!" Raglan yelled.

What I want is such an aura!Wang Weiyu was imposing like a rainbow, ran quickly, and dribbled to the frontcourt to pass to Raglan.Then rushed into the basket.Raglan catches the ball, flicks it, dribbles two steps to the right, and hits Tom Clay.

"Bang!" The arc of the ball was a bit off, but the strength was just right.The rebound didn't bounce very far, Wang Weiyu stuck under the basket like an insider, pushed people away, and grabbed the rebound with one hand.

Holding the ball firmly, Wang Weiyu leaned against the defender with a short body, twisted his shoulder, shook the opponent, stepped back with his right foot, and jumped up with his body supported.

In the air, his body is like a bow, calm and calm, with absolute confidence in his eyes.Wang Weiyu aimed at the basket and quickly dialed out the ball with his right hand.The ball, with a fast spin at this moment, headed towards the basket quickly, and finally fell into the net bag.

"After George, don't you have any good strikers?" Wang Weiyu mocked.Hudson was miserable, he wanted to refute, but couldn't speak.

"Milf, don't be impulsive, the rhythm is here!" Bloomfield said.Moi nodded, "You control the ball." "Yes, that's it." Bloomfield said: "We don't need to rush and fight with them, let the game return to the rhythm we are used to, this is what we need made."

Switched back to Bloomfield to hold the ball again?Wang Weiyu thought about it.It seems that the Braves are aware of the problem.

Simply handing the ball to Moe Cook won't solve the problem.The Kings are not what they used to be. They are no longer the rookie team that was intimidated by Milf's three-pointer.With a high fighting spirit, a determination to win, and an initial talent, they challenged the Braves and the overlord of the league in recent years.

As the youngest member of the Braves' trio, Bloomfield's defense and versatility are an integral part of this team.

The ball-holding organization at the three-point line is the regular tactic of the Braves, and it is also one of the important tactics to reduce the pressure on Milf holding the ball.Without Bloomfield, Moi's touch time will increase significantly, which is not good for physical fitness, body, or error control.

After Laney helped Moi pick and roll, he won Moi's position and at the same time quickly cut to the basket.Bloomfield's approach was crisp and neat, with a lob with perfect speed and height, and it was lobbed to Lenny.

"boom!"

Lenny catches the ball and dunks.Dewar's defense is still weak, and he can't do anything about such lobs.

"Meris, get ready to play!" Herbert said helplessly.This is a helpless move. The two insiders on the court have limited ability to protect the basket. At least one of the Twin Towers must be on the court to allow the Braves to reduce their attacks on the basket.

"W, Dewar's not in the right shape," Raglan said.Wang Weiyu said: "He doesn't feel well in the morning, let's help him." "Okay, I'll make space." Raglan said.

"Dewar, pay attention to catch the ball!" Wang Weiyu shouted.Dewar didn't answer, just nodded slightly.

Like all aging players, Dewar is adjusting to his age.He is no longer young, and every year from now on, his physical fitness will decline.

He has to find a game that suits him. His movements can no longer be as flexible as when he was young, and his stride has to be shortened.

Wang Weiyu's ball came.He took the ball and used all kinds of martial arts.It is not an exaggeration to say that his low-post offense is the richest in the Kings team.

In the paint area, he can lean on people's hooks, twist hooks, turn over hooks, and even dribble and run hooks. He is good at jumping hooks against people.There's no hook he's not good at, however, it's just one of the weapons in his arsenal.He can also shoot, face-up, turn over, dribble and stop
A kaleidoscopic attack, these abilities weakened to varying degrees as they got older.Dewar shook Lenny to one side, stole a step, leaned against Lenny, and hooked the ball up.

"Bang!" Dewar's eyes instantly looked ten years older. If it was before, how could such a hook not go in?Lenny didn't pressure him at all, he was short of breath.

Feeling unwilling, Dewar struggled to grab the ball, but Lenny refused to give an inch. The two grabbed together, and Dewar yelled and slapped the ball out of bounds.

dead ball.The sideline technical desk prompted the Kings to make a substitution, and Merris held up a card with Dewar's number written on it.

Dewar walked off the floor dejectedly, sat down, "Fuck!" "Man, sometimes we have to admit something." Kelsen said.Dewar listened quietly. "We're really running out of time," Kelsen said.

"I just don't think I'm there yet," Dewar said. "I just wanted to retire. I swear, it's the first time I've been so disappointed in myself!" Yule, we're not young anymore." Kelsen said, "Who are the people who can maintain their status at your age?"

"Tim Duncan, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar." Kelsen said: "Compared with these transcendent players, we are just a speck of dust in this league, and we should face up to ourselves."

At this time, Merris blocked Lenny's layup, which shocked the audience.

"You're right." Dewar sighed: "A great Michael Jordan has to give up his throne for Kobe Bryant, Allen Iverson, Tracy McGrady. We are just in the league Ordinary members must have such awareness.”

Milf's run is pretty lethal, and it's going to be difficult for Montgomery to keep up with him on constant screens.

The Kings paid every possible attention to Milf's movements, but always missed one or two.Just like this time, Moi got rid of everyone, and the outside line came out to catch the ball. Wang Weiyu blocked it in time, and he made another pass.Hudson received the ball and attracted Raglan's supplementary defense, and then passed.

There's no one left to make up for Tom.He got the most comfortable opportunity, stepped on the floor, jumped up and shot the basket.

"Everyone on the Braves field can shoot [-]s except Lenny Cheeks, it's horrible!"

"Even Lenny Cheeks has scored three-pointers this season. The Kings can't let anyone go. Their pass ball is very threatening."

The offensive success rate of the two sides was a little higher than that of the first quarter, but not much higher. They played very difficultly. Both teams had top five defenses in the league.

In the first half, the score remained deadlocked, and no one could break the score.

After halftime, the score was 45 to 43, with the Braves leading by 2 points.Except for Wang Weiyu and Mo Yi, no third person scored more than double digits.

(End of this chapter)