NOVEL NEXT NBA: Opening breaks record
Chapter 397 Defending the home field
Chapter 397 Defending the home field
At the pre-match press conference, Vogel brought Westbrook and Meng Hua.
Seeing Westbrook's simple and honest look, the reporter is ready to make trouble:
"Russell, you played a long-lost triple-double in the last game and led the team to victory. With the ball, you still ruined the world."
Westbrook said: "I have always had the ball, I just didn't play it before." Jokingly, Vogel was sitting next to him, wanting me to tell the truth, there is no way.
The reporter asked again: "Then why didn't you type it out before?"
Westbrook said: "Meng Hua didn't get the hang of it before, and he couldn't catch the ball passed to him. How could he have a triple-double?" Hitting the best performer and preventing him from being a big-tailed wolf can't be wrong.
The reporter asked Meng Hua again: "Your most threatening offense is the pick-and-roll between you and James. Now that Westbrook is holding the ball, will you not get used to it?"
Again, Meng Hua said: "Our most threatening offense has not yet appeared. As for whether we will not get used to it, that's not true, because both of their passes are rotten, and it doesn't matter if I catch them."
Westbrook looked at him adoringly, thinking to himself, I will say the same next time.
The reporter seemed to be the roundworm in his stomach, and he was given another chance as expected.
"Russell, your head coach in the Wizards, Unseld, spoke highly of you. This season you are with the Lakers, and Vogel is now letting you take full control of the ball. How do you evaluate the coaching tactics of the two."
Westbrook said: "The coaching of both of them is terrible. Every time I talk about tactics, I am confused."
Vogel's face changed.
When the reporter achieved his goal, he secretly smiled.
The relationship between Westbrook and the head coach is really not that good, and some jokes cannot be messed up.
Westbrook doesn't know it yet, and is complacent.
Fortunately, Vogel also knew that he was joking. After all, the two are now in the honeymoon period, and it is impossible for Westbrook to bite him for no reason.
When it was the Lone Ranger press conference, Kidd also brought Doncic and Smith.
In this round of the series, Smith is mainly responsible for defending James. The defensive pressure is too great, and the offensive performance is average.
The reason why he is average is not that he is not good enough, but that he does not have the ball. In fact, his three-pointers are the most stable in the team.
L.A. journalists can make trouble, too.
"Luka, will today be your last game of the season?"
"Luka, have you never played against such an outstanding young man as Meng Hua, you are very uncomfortable."
"Luka, the contract period is over, have you considered the Lakers for the next stop?"
Doncic was not used to them, saying "next one" three times in a row.
Kidd stood up and spoke quickly: "Everyone is okay, okay, that's it."
Coming out of the press conference, both the coach and the general held their breaths.
Humiliation.
People fight for one breath, Buddhas fight for one stick of incense.
Doncic looked as if he was about to kill someone.
If it was said that he might have been a little afraid of Meng Hua before, but now, everything is over.
Not just a rookie, not without a nose and eyes, nothing scary.
In the locker room of the home team, Kidd called all the soldiers to his side and cleared his throat.
"We just went to the press conference. It was a torment. The Lakers reporters were asking me when Doncic would transfer. They were laughing at us. The regular season was a dragon, but the playoffs turned into a worm. I need you to wash away this shame for me and tell them that we are not worms."
Doncic raised his right fist: "Defend the home court."
Smith echoed loudly: "Defend the home court."
"Defend the home court."
In the locker room of the visiting team, Vogel is also making soup.
"Don't think that 3-1 is stable, we are in a good position, but because of this, if we don't win this series, we will be nailed to the pillar of shame. Remember the essence of human being reversed, we have to play with him. Basketball is a game. Forget the score, forget everything, we have to try our best to win this game."
Appearance.
The fans shouted loudly.
It not only shocked the visiting team, but also inspired the home team. As a fan, there is no way to ask them for more.
Meng Hua came out and bowed in the direction of stand 309, where his three most important friends were.
He Dehe Neng, let people take time off to watch him play.
The three friends were also thinking, how can He De have such a friend who can watch him play on the spot.
In a sweet relationship, with each other, always take pride in having the relationship.
Both sides jumped the ball in the middle circle, and Powell's eyes were bloodshot, like a beast.
Isn't it just a ball, why is it like this, it doesn't matter much.
At the beginning, the thick eyebrows retreated.
He thinks that the jump ball is nothing, if you lose, you lose, anyway, it's one player twice.
But this is more like a sense of ritual, the beginning of Powell's charge to him.
If you pass once, you may have to pass the second time, because no matter who the opponent is, they are always greedy.
After the ball was given to Doncic, Powell roared to the sky, and he finally won a jump, and he did it.
You're the No. [-] pick, and I'm just a second-round pick, so what's the matter?
Tonight, here is my home;
This is where your bones will be buried tonight.
Doncic dribbled the ball across half court and directed Powell to pick and roll.
Meng Hua went through the pick-and-roll and continued to chase.
If you want to win, I want to too. There is no reason for you to be tough, but I want to be soft.
Still, he keenly sensed that Doncic was a little different, and he was furious.
When Doncic hit the ground, Meng Hua touched the ball with his fingertips, but he didn't change the direction of the ball. The ball seemed to be angry and unstoppable.
Powell caught the ball and jumped straight up, dunking in front of thick eyebrows.
This thick eyebrow was completely unexpected.
Powell is not a player with the best physical fitness, he is just a cannon fodder for running around, and occasionally acts as a feint.
One ball, one ball, and the fans can have an orgasm.
There was a tsunami at the scene, as if the Lone Ranger had won the final victory.
Thick eyebrows frowned, feeling that there would be some trouble at night. Of course, he only cared about his matchup. As for whether the team would lose, he didn't have time to think about it yet.
His mind was full of memories of Powell's dunk, he didn't have such explosive power, did he take medicine?
Westbrook held the ball and pushed forward slowly, wanting to wait for the fans' voices to disappear before attacking.
The voices of the fans could not be silenced, and turned into boos to them.
Being booed and being booed, at the beginning, Westbrook was very clear-headed.
The person who tied the bell had to be untied, and it was not passed on to James.
Since the thick eyebrows were deflated just now, it should be up to him to find the place.
With the status of thick eyebrows and his relationship with James, James will not have any objection to this ball.
Do it when you think about it, don't hold back.
Westbrook hit the ground, and then pulled to the weak side to make room for the thick eyebrow singles.
Nongmei catches the ball and hits in.
Powell resisted stubbornly, not moving a muscle.
OK, but I still have a breakthrough.
Nongmei took a cross step and broke through from the right. Just when Powell was blocking, he turned left, his body was like a spinning top, and turned back to the left side of the basket.
As a big killer inside, this kind of footsteps is pediatrics for thick eyebrows.
Thick eyebrows leaned on Powell, and he didn't ask to completely shake off his opponent.
As long as he leans on, the opponent has no room to take off, and he is easy to layup.
Nongmei made a fake move. He respected his opponent very much. After all, the opponent seemed to be quite fierce at night.
Then a hook, which at least won't be capped.
The ball was shot, and the thick eyebrows looked at the basket comfortably.
Snapped!
Capped!
Capped by Powell.
(End of this chapter)
At the pre-match press conference, Vogel brought Westbrook and Meng Hua.
Seeing Westbrook's simple and honest look, the reporter is ready to make trouble:
"Russell, you played a long-lost triple-double in the last game and led the team to victory. With the ball, you still ruined the world."
Westbrook said: "I have always had the ball, I just didn't play it before." Jokingly, Vogel was sitting next to him, wanting me to tell the truth, there is no way.
The reporter asked again: "Then why didn't you type it out before?"
Westbrook said: "Meng Hua didn't get the hang of it before, and he couldn't catch the ball passed to him. How could he have a triple-double?" Hitting the best performer and preventing him from being a big-tailed wolf can't be wrong.
The reporter asked Meng Hua again: "Your most threatening offense is the pick-and-roll between you and James. Now that Westbrook is holding the ball, will you not get used to it?"
Again, Meng Hua said: "Our most threatening offense has not yet appeared. As for whether we will not get used to it, that's not true, because both of their passes are rotten, and it doesn't matter if I catch them."
Westbrook looked at him adoringly, thinking to himself, I will say the same next time.
The reporter seemed to be the roundworm in his stomach, and he was given another chance as expected.
"Russell, your head coach in the Wizards, Unseld, spoke highly of you. This season you are with the Lakers, and Vogel is now letting you take full control of the ball. How do you evaluate the coaching tactics of the two."
Westbrook said: "The coaching of both of them is terrible. Every time I talk about tactics, I am confused."
Vogel's face changed.
When the reporter achieved his goal, he secretly smiled.
The relationship between Westbrook and the head coach is really not that good, and some jokes cannot be messed up.
Westbrook doesn't know it yet, and is complacent.
Fortunately, Vogel also knew that he was joking. After all, the two are now in the honeymoon period, and it is impossible for Westbrook to bite him for no reason.
When it was the Lone Ranger press conference, Kidd also brought Doncic and Smith.
In this round of the series, Smith is mainly responsible for defending James. The defensive pressure is too great, and the offensive performance is average.
The reason why he is average is not that he is not good enough, but that he does not have the ball. In fact, his three-pointers are the most stable in the team.
L.A. journalists can make trouble, too.
"Luka, will today be your last game of the season?"
"Luka, have you never played against such an outstanding young man as Meng Hua, you are very uncomfortable."
"Luka, the contract period is over, have you considered the Lakers for the next stop?"
Doncic was not used to them, saying "next one" three times in a row.
Kidd stood up and spoke quickly: "Everyone is okay, okay, that's it."
Coming out of the press conference, both the coach and the general held their breaths.
Humiliation.
People fight for one breath, Buddhas fight for one stick of incense.
Doncic looked as if he was about to kill someone.
If it was said that he might have been a little afraid of Meng Hua before, but now, everything is over.
Not just a rookie, not without a nose and eyes, nothing scary.
In the locker room of the home team, Kidd called all the soldiers to his side and cleared his throat.
"We just went to the press conference. It was a torment. The Lakers reporters were asking me when Doncic would transfer. They were laughing at us. The regular season was a dragon, but the playoffs turned into a worm. I need you to wash away this shame for me and tell them that we are not worms."
Doncic raised his right fist: "Defend the home court."
Smith echoed loudly: "Defend the home court."
"Defend the home court."
In the locker room of the visiting team, Vogel is also making soup.
"Don't think that 3-1 is stable, we are in a good position, but because of this, if we don't win this series, we will be nailed to the pillar of shame. Remember the essence of human being reversed, we have to play with him. Basketball is a game. Forget the score, forget everything, we have to try our best to win this game."
Appearance.
The fans shouted loudly.
It not only shocked the visiting team, but also inspired the home team. As a fan, there is no way to ask them for more.
Meng Hua came out and bowed in the direction of stand 309, where his three most important friends were.
He Dehe Neng, let people take time off to watch him play.
The three friends were also thinking, how can He De have such a friend who can watch him play on the spot.
In a sweet relationship, with each other, always take pride in having the relationship.
Both sides jumped the ball in the middle circle, and Powell's eyes were bloodshot, like a beast.
Isn't it just a ball, why is it like this, it doesn't matter much.
At the beginning, the thick eyebrows retreated.
He thinks that the jump ball is nothing, if you lose, you lose, anyway, it's one player twice.
But this is more like a sense of ritual, the beginning of Powell's charge to him.
If you pass once, you may have to pass the second time, because no matter who the opponent is, they are always greedy.
After the ball was given to Doncic, Powell roared to the sky, and he finally won a jump, and he did it.
You're the No. [-] pick, and I'm just a second-round pick, so what's the matter?
Tonight, here is my home;
This is where your bones will be buried tonight.
Doncic dribbled the ball across half court and directed Powell to pick and roll.
Meng Hua went through the pick-and-roll and continued to chase.
If you want to win, I want to too. There is no reason for you to be tough, but I want to be soft.
Still, he keenly sensed that Doncic was a little different, and he was furious.
When Doncic hit the ground, Meng Hua touched the ball with his fingertips, but he didn't change the direction of the ball. The ball seemed to be angry and unstoppable.
Powell caught the ball and jumped straight up, dunking in front of thick eyebrows.
This thick eyebrow was completely unexpected.
Powell is not a player with the best physical fitness, he is just a cannon fodder for running around, and occasionally acts as a feint.
One ball, one ball, and the fans can have an orgasm.
There was a tsunami at the scene, as if the Lone Ranger had won the final victory.
Thick eyebrows frowned, feeling that there would be some trouble at night. Of course, he only cared about his matchup. As for whether the team would lose, he didn't have time to think about it yet.
His mind was full of memories of Powell's dunk, he didn't have such explosive power, did he take medicine?
Westbrook held the ball and pushed forward slowly, wanting to wait for the fans' voices to disappear before attacking.
The voices of the fans could not be silenced, and turned into boos to them.
Being booed and being booed, at the beginning, Westbrook was very clear-headed.
The person who tied the bell had to be untied, and it was not passed on to James.
Since the thick eyebrows were deflated just now, it should be up to him to find the place.
With the status of thick eyebrows and his relationship with James, James will not have any objection to this ball.
Do it when you think about it, don't hold back.
Westbrook hit the ground, and then pulled to the weak side to make room for the thick eyebrow singles.
Nongmei catches the ball and hits in.
Powell resisted stubbornly, not moving a muscle.
OK, but I still have a breakthrough.
Nongmei took a cross step and broke through from the right. Just when Powell was blocking, he turned left, his body was like a spinning top, and turned back to the left side of the basket.
As a big killer inside, this kind of footsteps is pediatrics for thick eyebrows.
Thick eyebrows leaned on Powell, and he didn't ask to completely shake off his opponent.
As long as he leans on, the opponent has no room to take off, and he is easy to layup.
Nongmei made a fake move. He respected his opponent very much. After all, the opponent seemed to be quite fierce at night.
Then a hook, which at least won't be capped.
The ball was shot, and the thick eyebrows looked at the basket comfortably.
Snapped!
Capped!
Capped by Powell.
(End of this chapter)
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