NBA Big Devil: I rule the league with defense

Han Mo walks to the free throw line!

In the commentary seat, Barkley shook his head, "The whistle just now was very unmanly. If Han Mo made a layup, this whistle would definitely not be blown."

"However, if you blow it, you can't say there is something wrong!" Kenny Smith retorted, "No matter which referee watched the replay, he would say that this is a standard foul!"

Han Mo took a deep breath and patted the ball three times.

The first penalty, missed!

The second penalty was missed!

"Well, it doesn't really matter," Han Mo comforted himself, "The key is causing Divac to foul."

Gerald Wallace picks up the rebound, advances upfield, and passes to Turkoglu.

Turkoglu extended outside the three-point line and directed traffic.

Coleman kept talking rubbish, raised his hands, and walked around to defend Divac.

Turkoglu patrolled for a week and shot a three-pointer without warning!

Jump into the box!

Divac leaned back to pick off the board, Coleman hugged and fell directly, and fell to the ground with Divac.

Coleman defensive foul!Kings possession!

After Coleman got up, he was still chattering to Divac who was lying on the ground: "A softie like you doesn't deserve to score in front of me!"

Gerald Wallace slammed Coleman away and slowly lifted Divac up.

Divac looked at Coleman coldly, "Boy, when I first debuted, I stepped on the corpse of the US team to win the championship. It's a pity that you are not eligible to enter that US team."

"Heh, how can there be any Yugoslavia now? You have long since perished!" Coleman looked disdainful, "If you really want to be bloody like the Yugoslavs, try to defeat me one-on-one. Instead of being a coward Carefully passing the ball back and forth in front of me."

Divac was obviously not so easy to get the bait, he just rolled his eyes at Coleman, passed the ball, and continued the operation of the Princeton system.

However, as the younger brother, Gerald Wallace is obviously not a good tempered. After he got the ball, facing Han Mo who was not out of position on the defense, he did not continue to pass the ball, but threw his arms and directly killed the inside line .

Looking at Wallace's big elbow that flew up, Han Mo didn't want to be head-on at all. He half stepped aside from the breakthrough route, and half stuck to Wallace's side, leading the king into the urn.

When Gerald Wallace obediently entered the urn, he found that he could not even see the basket. Although Turkoglu behind him was gesturing loudly, but Wallace in his rookie period did not have such a corner. What about the ability to pass the ball?

Wallace bulged his swollen biceps and charged fiercely!

"Boom!" Han Mo mercilessly gave him a big hot pot full of dendeng!

Divac looked so bulky, but at the moment the basketball was slapped, he was keenly aware of where the rebound was going. He turned slightly, and the basketball automatically plunged into his arms.

Divac took advantage of the chaos and directly raised the ball and put it to the basket!But at the moment before the layup, it is not known whether Divac's elbow hit Han Mo's cheek, or Han Mo's face deliberately bumped into Divac's elbow.

The result was: Han Mo fell on the ground and couldn't get up!

The referee whistles!

Han Mo, who was lying on the ground, covered his face, secretly delighted.

"Han Mo, defensive foul!"

"What?" Han Mo flipped up from the ground like a carp. Under the excitement, Han Mo even spoke Northeast dialect, "What are you trying to judge!"

Obviously the purebred American referee didn't know what Han Mo was talking about, and didn't care what Han Mo said.

The verdict has been handed down and there is no possibility of change.

Larry Brown also yelled at the referee: "Are you blind? It's not a foul to hit the end?"

"This is a layup, and Divac didn't intend to throw his elbow." The referee can ignore Han Mo, but he can't ignore the respected coach.

"Joint action? Do you say joint is joint? I have been coaching in the NBA for 30 years. Am I teaching me how to play basketball? Where were you when I was playing?"

The middle-aged bald referee ran away in embarrassment after being sprayed on the nose by Larry Brown, but still upheld the original verdict!

Larry Brown was still furious, standing on the sidelines, his figure seemed to be much taller than usual, so tall that even if the referee didn't have to turn his head, he could feel a pair of eagle eyes staring at his whistle.

"The referee's eyes were not blind, but his mind was blind!" Barkley slapped the table and stood up. "Divac's elbow, which was fatter than a pig, knocked Han Mo on the ground, and it was Han Mo's foul?"

"Calm down, calm down, Sir Fat Pig, we all know that you are a famous star in the history of the 76ers, but you are now a commentator, so be more mature," Kenny Smith pointed at the replay just now with a pen in his hand. "Look at the big screen. It's doubtful whether the elbow hit Han Mo or not. Even if it did hit Han Mo, at most it would be just to brush aside, but Han Mo's lying posture looks like he was shot from his body by a tank." Rolled over."

Divac smiled and made a free throw calmly!

Extra penalty hit!

27: 24!

In the second quarter, the Kings quickly approached the score in Iverson's absence, just as they expected!

Andre Miller held the ball, just passed the center line, and suddenly sent the ball to Wang Zhizhi at the top of the arc. Wang Zhizhi caught the ball, saw that Turkoglu did not go up to grab it, and directly shot a three-pointer!

hit!

30: 24!

Stabilize the situation!

The Kings continued to use Divac as the axis. The first and second positions on the two wings ran in opposite directions at the same time. Turkoglu was deployed in the middle.

Divac turned his back as lightly as thousands of times in daily training, swayed half of his body, and faced Coleman, who was half a head shorter than himself, without mercy, he hooked directly!

Hit!

But the referee's whistle blew again.

Divac was startled. When he looked back, Han Mo was lying on the ground again, the blood from his nose couldn't stop dripping down.

And the few streaks of blood left on his white elbow seemed irrefutable evidence.

The 76ers team doctor rushed over to do emergency treatment.

Han Mo lay on the ground but pretended to be strong, "It's okay, I'm fine, I was just elbowed by Divac, I'm really okay! It doesn't hurt at all, it's just that the bleeding can't stop!"

"Verati Divac offensive foul, goal disallowed!"

The referee waved.

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