Basketball: Versatile shooting guard

On the court, the two teams are still competing with all their strength, and Lan Mo faces Hart who is defending him.

Constantly using various quick moves to try to pass the opponent, he smashed the ball with his right hand, and then made a fast Sam Gold back dribble.

Hart's center of gravity was unstable and he fell to the ground. Lan Mo took advantage of the situation and stopped in front of him to make a jump shot.

He turns and spreads his arms, a move many players have done.

It can be said to be pretending to be B to the extreme. If you enter, you will be amazed. If you don't, it will be funny.

Fortunately, Lan Mo was still very confident in his shooting. Not surprisingly, the ball went steadily.

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"The goal was scored! And Lan Mo of the Nets made a confident turn!"

Shooting and turning around while knocking down the enemy is simply murderous and heartbreaking.

Hart stood up slowly, he shook his head, and then attacked again.

He seemed to want to get back some ground from Lan Mo.

Jaylen just reached the three-point line with the ball, and looked around with the ball.

Dinwiddie stared at himself, Jaylen's eyes looked in Hart's direction, and he understood immediately when his teammates hinted at him.

A quick pass to Hart, Hart gets a crotch and turns.

It's a pity that Lan Mo followed him closely as if he had read through his mind.

Helpless, Hart pulled the ball back and kept retreating outside the line. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

At this moment, the brain is constantly thinking about how to attack and how to pass the enemy in front of it.

"Be careful behind your back!"

"what?"

Hart's head shook, and Randall yelled beside him. He turned around and saw Bridges of the Nets and his own people running towards him.

Bridges has quick eyes and quick hands, and while he was still in a daze, he stole the basketball.

Then he walked around him and ran all the way towards his hoop.

Bridges dribbled the ball across half court, then jumped up and dunked the ball with both hands towards the hoop.

boom!

Randall was behind him, trying to chase the cap.

It's a pity that Bridges' wave was steady and ruthless, and there was no scene of being blocked.

Hart looked at Randall with some self-blame, he actually made such a low-level mistake.

But Jay En encouraged him not to be discouraged, everyone would make mistakes.

The Knicks attacked again.

Hart runs behind Randle, who receives the pass and passes it to Hart behind him.

Randall made a pick-and-roll action on the spot, blocking Lan Mo inside.

Lan Mo's speed didn't slow down for a while, and he buried his head in his chest.

"Ugh!"

Fortunately, the foot was stable enough, so that the big guy Randall didn't get knocked down.

But for Hart's three-pointer, he didn't hit the iron, and it was almost an open three-pointer.

chapped.

"Three points! From Sh Hart!!!"

The announcer took the microphone and shouted.

In Madison Square Garden, countless Knicks fans chanted Hart's name, and the voice of cheering was extremely loud.

Lan Mo looked at them, and they were really messed up, which might affect the players' performance to a certain extent.

"Play three points with me, right?"

Lan Mo looked at Hart with a smile, stepped forward and said to him: "You cooperated well just now."

Then turned back to catch Johnson's serve, and he passed it to Dinwiddie.

Dinwiddie first broke through with the ball, but facing Jaylen, he failed to pass with one crotch, and was blocked from trying to shoot with the ball.

It happened that Lan Mo was beside him, reaching out for the ball, his back was turned to Hart, and Lan Mo started hitting him with his back.

But soon Lan Mo turned his crotch, then turned around and passed the person, followed by an emergency stop and pulled back, and then retreated back outside the three-point line.

Hart's footsteps were unsteady again, but this time he only took a few steps back and did not fall.

"Not good! Fuck!"

Lan Mo made a textbook shot, and all the fans in the audience cursed him not to make it.

However, the teammates on the bench had doubled their trust in Lan Mo, and they all got up early with towels in their hands.

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The goal was scored, Yan | shot Sh Hart with a three-pointer, Lan Mo ran back to his hoop excitedly, pointed his three fingers to the ground, and made a gesture of celebration.

Everyone in the Knicks lowered their heads, and the bench was silent. Their coach folded his arms and his expression showed no reason.

On the other hand, although the Nets are accustomed to Lan Mo's shooting, they still cooperate and sit happily.

After all, who would be unhappy if his brother scored a goal?

Coach Jacques Vaughn sat there with a calm face, groping his gray beard with his right hand, as if Lan Mo's three-pointer was inevitable, and if he didn't make it, there would be ghosts.

His opposing player was thrown so far, and he shot without pressure. If he didn't score, he would really have to go back and shoot thousands of three-pointers.

Lan Mo still vaguely remembers the original scene. Although he was playing a guard, Lan Mo's skills were simple at that time, and his shooting percentage was not high.

After all, not every player with a short contract can perform well.

If Lan Mo didn't have Tiannao's secret help in the early stage, it would be impossible to stay in the NBA.

The Knicks tried to win back, Jaylen quickly singled Dinwiddie and passed him in two steps.

Then he hesitated to face Bridges again, and Barrett came up to give him a left screen.

Jaylen took advantage of the situation with a left back dribble, and then made an emergency stop for a jump shot.

"Our Knicks are not bad at shooting!"

Just as he thought of such a sentence in his heart, a figure taller than himself by a head appeared in front of him.

His palm flew towards him, but the target was the basketball in his hand.

"not good!"

Jaylen in the air immediately turned around and passed the basketball out into the hands of the center forward.

Clarkston started to confront Mitchell Robinson at the basket, and Clarkston defended toughly.

Robinson made a layup, but it was a pity that he didn't make it. The basketball bounced out and he grabbed the rebound in an attempt to continue.

But Clarkston is not used to you. He ranks in the top three in the playoffs, can't he cure you?

Snapped!

The basketball was slapped by him and flew out of the line.

The referee pointed in the direction of the Nets, indicating the Knicks' possession of the ball.

Robinson was panting, his brow covered with sweat, and he stood outside the basket line, wiping sweat from his face with his clothes.

The referee stood beside him, then gave him the ball and stepped aside.

Claxton puts his hands up, denying him a chance to pass.

Robinson turned his head, saw that the serve was not good, and directly hit the ball on Zhao Si, causing the ball to go out of bounds.

Lan Mo followed Hart's footsteps and looked at the other side suspiciously.

And this operation?

Who said that this behavior is allowed, but the level is a bit outrageous.

Clarkston pursed his mouth, covering his stomach when he was hit, feeling a little upset.

Then he turned to smile and said to Robinson: "Hey brother, listen to you, you are really good enough."

When Robinson heard this, he smiled awkwardly and shook his head, there's no way anyone would let your teammates block mine so tightly.