Above All Beings in the NBA

"Tuck, strike, strike, be bold."

Ignoring the referee's murderous eyes, the old eel yelled at Tucker frantically from the side.

This kid Tucker is honest at best, and dull at worst, and he never turns back until the end of what he decides to do. Generally, this kind of person has one advantage of being obedient.

Hearing Fisher's command, Tucker's big hand reached for Pierce without hesitation.

"What an obedient dog!"

"You don't even have the qualifications to be a dog."

Tucker and Pierce fell in love, not only verbally but also physically.

Pierce slapped Tucker on the back like crazy, and Tucker stood behind him without giving in.

"This..."

Wang Hao gave the old rice field a thumbs up in his heart, this old guy is really useful.

Pi Shiyi, who was eager for a crown, calmed down first, and found an opportunity to pass the ball to Ray Allen.

Ray Allen received the ball and cut inside. Under the cover of Garnett, his long arm avoided Wang Hao's block in the air and put the ball into the basket.

"Humph!"

Lei Lun, who got up from the ground, snorted arrogantly towards Wang Hao.

Fisher firmly controlled the ball and waved to Wang Hao with 10 seconds left in the attack time.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Wang Hao received the ball in the low post.

"Wang Hao has almost no chance of missing a shot when he receives the ball in this position"

Before Director Zhang finished speaking, Wang Hao posted angrily and slapped him in the face online.

Yang Yi looked at Director Zhang, his eyes seemed to ask, "Director Zhang, how do you say this?"

"Haha! After all, Wang Hao is not a robot. It is impossible to maintain a [-]% hit rate. It is normal to miss one shot. It proves that Wang Hao is still human."

An old fried dough stick is an old fried dough stick, and in a blink of an eye, the face-slapping matter was left behind.

"I feel that it is better for me to break through on the outside, after all, I can rush forward that way."

Wang Hao actively discussed with the old eel.

"Okay, try it in the next round, after all, the team can only rely on you now."

The old eel also knows that no matter what Wang Hao asks for the ball, he must be satisfied. After all, the team can only rely on Wang Hao.

"Defend the ball!"

Wang Hao in the middle shouted.

Director Long, who had suffered once, learned to be smart this time, and threw the basketball to Ray Allen just after halftime.

Ray Allen took the ball and ran around the three-point line with no chance. With a high lob, he lobbed the ball into the inside lane.

It is obviously irrational for Garnett to play Wang Hao in singles, but don't forget that Garnett is a perennial 20+10+5 player, and his average of 5 assists per game is not casual.

With two clicks, Garnett turned around and raised the ball directly above his head.

Wang Hao pressed forward, and Garnett threw the ball back, and the ball was thrown directly to Ray Allen, who came over from the baseline.

Swish!

At this distance, Ray Allen's mid-range shot is no different from a layup. Wang Hao can only watch the ball being thrown when he is blocked by Garnett.

"what happened?"

Wang Hao turned his head and asked.

"..."

Sun Dasheng didn't have the nerve to answer, he and Tucker were blocked by Pierce alone.

"Change the rhythm!"

The old eel understood in seconds, snatched the ball, ran to the bottom line and sent the ball to Wang Hao.

"rush!"

As soon as the generals of the Green Army got used to the Lakers' full-bodied style of play, Wang Hao suddenly sped up and caught the Green Army off guard. It was too late to organize the defense, so Wang Hao drove straight in and killed the basket.

DUANG!

A dunk vented some of his pent-up anger, but it wasn't enough.

"Opportunistic kid, you can't win in this way. Only the great Green Army can teach you the correct way to win the championship."

Anji looked at Wang Hao from the sidelines, and the word "like" was almost written on his face.

Both Ray Allen and Pierce caused enough trouble for the Lakers on the outside. Even if Garnett was invisible on the offensive end, it would not delay the Celtics slowly expanding their lead.

At the end of the first half, looking at the score on the field, Wang Hao felt a sense of powerlessness.

34:42, the scores of both sides are not high, but the 8-point lag is like a nail, nailed to where, every time Wang Hao wants to break out a wave of chasing points, Pierce and Ray Allen must have one Can stand up and continue the offensive firepower for the Green Army.

"Is it really impossible to change history? The destiny is really not with the Lakers?"

At this moment Wang Hao even began to consider metaphysical factors.

"Boys, played well in the first half"

Zen master encouraged the boys as soon as he entered the lounge.

"Under this intensity of confrontation, I can gradually adapt. To be honest, you surprised me. Now I am only behind by 8 points. In the second half, I will try my best to chase him back."

After high-fiving each player, Zen Master exited the lounge and called Fisher by the way.

"How is Wang Hao's condition?"

"It's good, but the rest are a bit..."

Fisher didn't finish his sentence, and the Zen master understood, but what could the Zen master ask for?A bunch of dumbfounded youngsters, playing in the finals for the first time, it's good enough not to be scared and dare not make a shot, not to mention that the Lakers are only 8 points behind.

"The second half, do you see?"