Basketball: Versatile shooting guard

Bridges defends Brown.

I saw Brown walking forward unhurriedly after taking the ball, and suddenly speeding up.

Bridges also retreated, and Brown took the opportunity to stop in his crotch, and then broke through again with his crotch, hitting Bridges with a mid-range shot and scoring a goal.

During this period, Bridges had no way of parrying at all.

"Substitution!"

Lan Mo exchanged positions with him and took the initiative to defend Brown.

Although Lan Mo was thirteen centimeters shorter than him, it didn't affect Lan Mo's operation.

The first is a continuous fast dribble behind the back, and then the right hand connects and dribbles into the inside.

Immediately after Brown approached, Lan Mo immediately changed to dribbling with his left hand, and the right-hand ball protector nudged his shoulder.

Brown's center of gravity fell backwards, waiting for him to rush up.

Lan Mo has already shot.

The score was pulled back again, and the two teams were almost evenly matched.

This made the audience start to hang their hearts.

The next few rounds.

The Celtics failed to make an offensive layup, the basketball fell and was snatched by Horford, and they dunked on the spot.

For the Nets, Lan Mo organized the crowd, and he and Brown still played one-on-one.

Lan Mo turned around halfway, with his back to Brown, and he stretched out his hand with sharp eyes.

Snapped!

boom!

"what!"

Everyone in the Celtics looked surprised when the ball was passed.

Lan Mo looked at the other side, showing a smug smile, which made people want to beat him up.

These are all tricks cultivated by several times of polishing and tacit cooperation.

For a short player like Lan Mo, he is not very popular in the paint.

So he has been secretly practicing difficult passing skills.

Just now he just used a half-turned back to pretend to want butterflies to wear flowers.

In fact, his eyes had already been fixed on Clarkston who was running inside.

The two understood the meaning through simple eye contact.

Lan Mo smashed the basketball to the floor on the right with his right hand.

The basketball vacated and was picked up by Clarkston and completed a handsome dunk.

All this was recorded by the camera on the sidelines.

The whole process just now was replayed over and over again on the screen.

Clarkston walked towards Lan Mo, and they fisted each other.

Brown put his hands on his hips and thought to himself: "This kid is really capable, it seems that he has to pay attention to his passing."

The next attack.

Tatum motioned for his teammates to give him the ball.

Derek passed him quickly, Tatum accelerated his breakthrough, and made a forward change to pass Bridges.

Facing Johnson, who was as tall as himself, he didn't panic at all.

He raised his right hand and made a high throw shot.

boom!

The basketball bounced out and bounced to the outside line.

Dinwiddie and Marcus rushed over almost at the same time.

The two rushed towards the basketball together, and in the end Marcus was the one who grabbed it and held it in his arms.

"Jaylen!"

Brown ran over with his hands open and took the basketball from him.

Facing Lan Mo's tough defense, he shot from the three-point line.

"brush!"

The second three-pointer of the field, hit again!

This is no loss for an All-Star player, both in awareness and offense are very good.

Lan Mo looked at his back, and he took a deep breath.

"Unfortunately, I can't lose!"

"Ok?"

Rex Rabbit ran past him and looked at Lan Mo suspiciously.

"What's the matter with this kid's aura?"

Lan Mo exudes a terrifying murderous aura, which can be seen by everyone, Lan Mo's desire for victory.

"Hey, Zheng, do you feel that something is wrong with him?"

Anna pointed to Lan Mo on the field.

Zheng Xue was also confused, and now Lan Mo looked very angry.

It feels like this to outsiders, but it's just that Lan Mo is thinking about how to attack.

"Hey! Don't be dazed!"

Bridges patted him hard on the back, bringing Lan Mo, who was lost in thought, back to reality.

"Feel sorry."

Dinwiddie quickly crossed the ball left and right, and he hit the right corner.

Direct jumper.

The basketball hit the backboard and bounced off the edge.

Johnson leapt and rescued the basketball.

"Mine!" Horford raised his hands high, seeing that the basketball was about to be in his hands!

"what!"

Claxton, however, emerges from beside him at an inopportune moment.

He slapped the ball and flew out.

After Lan Mo received it, he first took a hesitant step, and then took a quick movement around his back.

He dribbled the ball flexibly with his left hand to the free throw line, and suddenly he raised his hand.

"Want to cast?"

This is the first thing Tatum can think of when he is defending from the front.

But unexpectedly, Lan Mo threw the basketball behind his back.

Basketball is back in Dinwiddie's arms.

Dinwiddie, who was obviously standing outside, was a little confused. The ball came too suddenly.

"Oops!"

"Don't think about it!"

Brown stopped and ran out, but unfortunately the distance was too far and he could only watch Dinwiddie make a three-pointer.

brush--

The ball was not dangerous, but fortunately his hand feeling was not particularly bad, and he finally scored the second one.

Lan Mo also got an assist because of this. In the first 3 minutes of the game, Lan Mo got 5 points and [-] assists.

The Celtics have become steady and steady, and Tatum is not so eager to play inside.

He pulled as much as possible with the Nets, found space and shot around the ball behind his back.

Johnson quickly picked up the basketball and made a high pass to Lan Mo.

Lan Mo rushed forward one-stop, when an aerial layup was about to be hit.

The Rex Rabbit's hand hit Lan Mo's arm heavily, causing him to lose his center of gravity and fall to the ground.

Fortunately, the basketball has already been shot, and it rolled twice and fell into the net.

The referee didn't blow at the beginning, Bridges immediately expressed dissatisfaction, and came up to argue with the referee.

The black referee had a whistle in his mouth. Seeing Bridges chattering, he almost gave a technical foul.

Fortunately, Dinwiddie ran over and pulled him away to avoid fouling him.

Another referee hurried over, and the two exchanged a few words.

And the narrator also began to chatter, explaining the current situation.

"Just now we saw that Jayson Tatum seemed to have touched No. 7 of the Nets when he was chasing a counterfeit in the air, but the referee didn't seem to give a rule!"

The domestic direct sports live broadcast platform is equally lively.

Many Nets fans or fans in Lanmo's country complained about the referee on the barrage.

"It's him again! Last time Tatum's thug James was also playing!"

"I'm really convinced, this black whistle is too black!"

Some people fight against injustice, and there will naturally be others who make trouble.

"What are you pretending to do? You can tell at a glance that this guy must have deliberately faked and cheated."

"That expression, still clutching my waist, I'm not pretending: I don't believe it."

Some of those who slander Blue Mo may be true sunspots, and some may be Celtics fans or Tatum fans.

But right now, the referee finally confirmed the treat after watching the live replays.

"Celtics No. 0, thug foul!"

"No. 7, Nets, gets a free throw."

"Blue, are you okay?"

Claxton helped Lan Mo up, Lan Mo shook his head and returned to him.

"I'm fine, don't worry, I won't fall down so soon."

Lan Mo secretly complained about Tatum in his heart.

"You're so hard-hitting, your arms are turning red."

Upon closer inspection, it was true that a red handprint was printed on it.

Lan Mo stood on the free throw line and caught the referee's pass.

There is no need to prepare too much, just throw it out.

Then turn around and go back to defense.

The basketball is also hollow into the net.

Tatum's expression was a little upset. Although he knew that he had fouled, he still allowed the opponent to get a three-pointer.

It became difficult for the Celtics to attack inside.

Clarkston blocked two consecutive hot pots, blocking the shots of Horford and Marcus.

Immediately afterwards, Lan Mo also stole Brown's ball and gave Bridges an empty catch. Bridges dunked with both hands in the air.

Obviously the Celtics will not let it go, Brown and Tatum are both full of energy.

Several mid-range jumpers were hit one by one.

In particular, Brown faced Lan Mo's dog-skin plaster defense. He dribbled the ball behind his back and then broke through with his left crotch.

After taking a side step to open the distance, he made a quick shot by himself.

It was the Nets' turn to get the ball, and as expected, Lan Mo would attack.

He raised his hand to let his teammates run, and then a probe step, Brown stretched out his hand, and the defense was very focused.

Lan Mo sped up, then stepped back sideways, changed direction in front of his body, and Brown followed him.

It was another left back dribble, and then rushed into the three-second zone.

But Brown seemed to be unable to get rid of it, and blocked Lan Mo all at once.

Lan Mo had no choice but to hold the ball with one hand, put the basketball behind his back, and his left arm was swollen.

"Double-team me?"

On the left, Marcus clearly has the intention of getting close to double-teaming with Brown.

So Lan Mo simply passed the basketball to his teammates.

Bridges made a layup, and Lan Mo's pass was sometimes unpredictable, but he could still receive it.

Because every time he passes the ball, he has already predicted in his mind the time when his opponents will run to his expected point.

After the ball was scored by him, the Celtics coach also called a timeout.

The cleaning staff quickly came up and wiped the sweat on the floor with a cloth.

The rest of the players returned to their respective team positions.

"Give."

"Thank you."

Teammates handed Lan Mo a dry towel and electrolyzed water to replenish the lost water.

Lan Mo leaned back in the chair and wiped her hair.

In just a short while, the whole hair was wet.

He glanced at the scorer. The Boston Celtics scored 31 points, and the Nets scored 30 points, just one point away.

And there are almost 5 minutes left in the first quarter.

Both sides come and go, and no one will give way to the other, so the score is not too big.

But Lan Mo knows that as long as there is a mistake, it may be beyond redemption.

The overall strength of the Nets is still a lot behind the opponent, basically relying on Lan Mo's passing offense and key outside lines or jump shots to chase points.

At the moment, Tatum and Brown also feel that they are about to start to improve slowly.

The game continued, but both sides replaced a few people.

The Celtics replaced centers Horford and Derek.

Get Robert Williams and Malcolm Brogodon on board.

In order to strengthen the defense, the Nets replaced Dinwiddie with Simmons, O'Neal replaced Bridges, and Lan Mo returned to the shooting guard.

It's no longer primarily a point guard organization.

He himself is better at scoring. Coach Vaughn's tactic is to rely on Simmons' good passing ability to cooperate with Blue Mo's outside scoring.