name of champion

Chapter 174 You'll Never Try To Score Here
Raglan was in a gloomy mood tonight.The poor shooting feel is one of the reasons, and another reason is that I don't feel excited when I shoot.This is a terrible problem. The body feels exhausted and the spirit is encouraged to give up.

I didn't notice it myself, but my body honestly reflected it.He has entered a low period, just like Wang Weiyu said, there is a problem with his mentality.

"Pay attention to W!" Once Raglan loses his touch, the only threat to the entire perimeter of the Emperor team is Wang Weiyu.If Zoe wasn't covered by a MILF, he would be considered an offensive point, but it's a pity that he was facing up to MILF.Moi's defense is not outstanding compared to superstars, but it is also a defense above the league average.

Zoe's offense couldn't be displayed in front of him, and he gave up after calling a few pick-and-rolls without a chance.

Raglan received the cover of his teammates. Even though he was depressed, he still habitually ran tactics.He was already familiar with those tactics, and he could run out correctly even with his eyes closed.What's more, this opportunity was so good that Tom lost him.

"Damn it, make it up!" Cole looked furious off the court. No matter how bad Raglan was, he was the most accurate shooter in the Kings team. How could he just let it go?At this time, it was too late to make up.

When Raglan catches the ball, there is no one in front of him. Usually there is someone, as long as he runs out of tactics, he throws it away without saying a word, let alone no one now?What about feeling depressed?The three-pointer was missed, and it was unambiguous. When Raglan made a shot, his teammates felt his enthusiasm.

"Bang!" The only shortcoming is that the ball was not thrown.Wang Weiyu yelled: "Meris, the rebound!"

Raglan ran quickly, which he didn't usually run very much.In that position, under normal circumstances, Merrez hit the offensive rebound directly by himself.Now he has found a teammate, and there is only one teammate he wants to pass-Raglan Dale.

"Gentleman!" Merris passed.Raglan received the ball from the right three-point line, and Tom has already chased it.Whether he shoots or not has nothing to do with whether Tom chases him or not. If there is any impact, it is that the difficulty of shooting has increased.

Even if he was in a depressed mood, Raglan's heart still existed. He resisted the defense and made a strong shot. This is a Raglan-style three-pointer!Only he dared to throw this kind of ball in large numbers on the Kings.

"Bang!" Still missed!With long rebounds, the inside line can't compete, it all depends on the reaction of both sides outside the line.Wang Weiyu focused all his attention on the rebounds.For the first time, he was so focused on the rebound and judged its landing point, and he ran like a wind under his feet.Hugging the rebound in his arms before everyone else, shouting: "Raglan!" "Yes!" Raglan responded.

"No matter how many times, please rest assured to shoot!" Wang Weiyu said, jumped up and passed the ball.Raglan caught the ball and was stunned for a few seconds.

Tom, the honest guy, spat out trash talk, "Raglan, do you know how many shots you've missed? On our team, even Milf, with so many missed shots, would never Impossible to shoot recklessly again." "That's the difference between us." Raglan said something that Tom couldn't figure out.

It was the moment when *** Raglan made a shot again, and the Oracle Arena cheered. In the eyes of the fans, Raglan was simply pushing the Kings into the fire pit.

Applauding opponents' shots, regardless of what Raglan thinks, is enough to make his name go down in history.

The difference is that Raglan scored. After missing more than a dozen consecutive shots, Raglan finally made another three-pointer.This goal not only interrupted the embarrassing record of not scoring consecutively, but also made him excited.

Excitement showed on his face.How could he not be excited?His teammates are so desperately trying to create mobile opportunities for him, even if he is determined to give him a shot, why is he not excited?He couldn't find a reason to continue to be decadent. Since there was no reason to be decadent, he stood up like a man.

"I don't know if I heard it wrong just now. When Raglan made a shot, there was a burst of cheers in Oracle Arena?" Barkley said in surprise: "Are these fans crazy?" "Raglan's game Judging from the touch, his unreasonable consecutive shots are beneficial to the Braves, and it is understandable for the fans to cheer for him." Smith said.

"What bullshit logic, they really don't know Raglan!" Barkley looked like he knew Raglan like the back of his hand, "I know Raglan. He is a guy who can change the atmosphere of the stadium. I mean the whole stadium. He has a big mouth, can talk trash, dares to shoot some three-pointers that ordinary players dare not shoot, and dares to brazenly quarrel with the opponent's core players, these are his characteristics."

Barkley continued: "He loves the sound of the cheering, whether it's the away team or the home team, as long as you can hear the cheers, you can see the most terrible Raglan Dale. Now these fans are gloating, and they will pay the price later. "

Shu Misi looked at Barkley in disbelief, "You know Raglan so well?" "Of course, I like this guy." Barkley said.

"Never mind if that guy has touch or not, now Merrez has two fouls, as long as he hits him, all problems will be solved." Bloomfield said: "I will single him, and I will draw his fouls." Proceed with caution and give me the ball if the situation is not good." Milf urged.

As the saying goes, good words are hard to persuade, damn ghost, Bloomfield didn't listen to a word of what Milf said.He wanted to beat Merris down, wanted to be the winner of this game.

Merris sensed something, Bloomfield didn't have the ball yet, but what he was doing so far was preparing for the ball.What is he trying to catch the ball for?Scoring, and, doing what he did in the first quarter.

"I won't let you succeed!" Merris was angry in his heart. If he hadn't been fouled twice early in the first quarter, he would not have been replaced, and the Kings would not have led by so many points.

The current passive situation is brought about by those damn fouls in the first quarter.Now that the other party wants to do it all over again, how could Merris accept it?

Bloomfield didn't care what Merris thought.

This is their home court, and the referee will more or less favor them, and the inside line is where the confrontation is the most intense. As long as Merris confiscates the action, fouls are inevitable.What would the Kings look like without Merris?Everyone watched the last few minutes of the first quarter.

"Don't forget, you have already committed two fouls. I don't want you to end the game prematurely, so the game will become very boring." Bloomfield said hypocritically.Merris snorted coldly, "I won't go down anymore, I will stand here forever like the Jordan statue outside the United Center, waiting for you!"

"Maybe you're going down soon!" Bloomfield caught Moi's pass, "Be careful!"

The more he said that, Merris was annoyed, he didn't move much, and he wouldn't make foul moves just for a moment.The referee E was staring at him, and if he made a mistake, the whistle would sound in time, without giving him any chance.

Under such reliance, Bloomfield boldly attacked with confidence.Then again, apart from strength, he has no other advantage over Merris. Physical fitness, height, and wingspan are all suppressed by Merris. If it is not at home, it is very difficult for him to score points against Merris difficult.

After a few pushes, Bloomfield felt that something was wrong. Merris was too solid in defense, waiting for him to make a move.

Not good!If this goes on like this, don't talk about fouling others, he will take three seconds as an example!Bloomfield felt ruthless in his heart, and turned around to force himself up.court death!With a fierce look in his eyes, Merris slapped Bloomfield's ball head-on with a slap.

Bloomfield catches the blocked ball, shakes it, and tries to force it again. He really doesn't believe in evil.He believed that Merris would always make mistakes.Merris was not as calm as him anymore. After Bloomfield made a fake move, he chose to straighten his arms for maximum interference.

Bloomfield, who wanted to make a foul, didn't expect Merrez to be so calm, and he threw the ball awkwardly because he couldn't borrow the strength from his upward rushing body.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Meris grabbed the ball with both hands like a giant moving a mountain.

Hats off!Hats off full of humiliation!

"I said, I will guard the basket like the Jordan statue outside the United Center, you will never try to score here!" Merrez said loudly.

(End of this chapter)