NOVEL NEXT NBA: Opening breaks record
Chapter 428 Lost the wife and lost the army
Chapter 428 Lost the wife and lost the army
The Lakers trailed by one point with 20 seconds left, which is plenty of time.
Vogel still didn't call a timeout. He was like a rookie coach who didn't seem to know that he could call a timeout.
The hearts of the Warriors fans are still hanging. In the past three minutes or so, they have really experienced what is called ice and fire.
Curry was capped and Meng Hua dunked;
Curry responded with a three-pointer;
Meng Hua responded with a three-pointer;
Curry responded again with a three-pointer;
Meng Hua made a fake shot and made a dunk;
Curry also made a breakthrough and succeeded in picking the basket;
Meng Hua shot a three-pointer;
Curry responded with a three-pointer;
Meng Hua shot a three-pointer again;
Curry responded with another three-pointer.
For five consecutive offenses, Meng Hua scored the ball, and Curry responded quickly.
The coaches of both sides didn't call a timeout. These few rounds, the fans watched it for fun, but their little hearts couldn't stand it.
Westbrook dribbled the ball halfway, and everyone was staring at him. Should Westbrook attack with a knife?
If it's Westbrook attacking, it should be...
Oh, he passed the ball, it wasn't him playing the last down.
James held the ball at the top of the arc, and it seemed that he had the knife.
Meng Hua and Rivers are at the left and right bottom corners, and Westbrook and Nongmei are at a 45-degree angle to the left and right.
This attack must be completed as soon as possible. If it is not scored, there may still be rebounds. If it is not possible, foul tactics can be used.
James thought so, and he did so.
The simpler the more unsolvable, James broke through from the left and pushed Wiggins in.
A two-pointer is enough, and failure to score may result in a foul.
The problem is that Wiggins, who was defending him, thought the same way. He predicted James' thoughts, put his hands behind his back and made a distress signal, signaling his teammates to help defend.
Sure enough, Green appeared in the path that James must pass. He wanted to make James dribble and hit someone.
James braked hard and passed the ball to Westbrook at a 45-degree angle on the left wing before the enemy formed an encirclement.
"Don't throw the pot away!" Westbrook yelled in his heart, "Don't you like to hit the first ball? Continue with the last ball."
No matter how he called in his heart, the ball still reached his hands.
Westbrook received the ball, passed Curry directly, and rushed to the penalty area without hesitation.
If he shoots a three-pointer, no one pays attention to him, but he enters the restricted area, which is a bit congested.
With a point difference of 1 point, the Warriors originally thought that the Lakers would score 2 points. James made a breakthrough, and their lineup shrunk even tighter.
Westbrook thought he was like lightning, but his initial speed was very low from the start. Seeing that Wiggins, Green and Thompson were showing their fangs, he was so frightened that his hands trembled and he passed the ball to Meng Hua.
not good!
Realizing that something was wrong, Tang Shen's scalp tingled, and in a critical moment, he bit the tip of his tongue angrily, and with the wind blowing under his feet, he rushed towards Meng Hua.
Although he shrunk in, he didn't completely let go of Meng Hua, and kept a pounce distance.
That is the enemy's most accurate sharpshooter, if the time is not coming, he will not even choose to shrink.
Meng Hua made a fake move, and Tang Shen flew directly out of the sideline.
The hearts of the audience were in their throats, and they shouted in unison: "Don't come in, don't come in."
Either aloud or silently.
Yang Yi thickened his neck and shouted excitedly: "Meng Hua is going to shoot!"
Wang Meng opened his mouth wide, as if he was waiting for something.
Meng Hua glanced at the timer. There was still time. He dribbled the ball and took a step in, then shot a jumper.
The ball went straight to the rim, over the rim, and the timer light came on.
The hearts of the audience were about to jump out, and they felt that their blood was congealed, and they seemed to be wrapped in ice, unable to move, only their minds kept spinning: "Don't go in, don't go in."
Swish!
The ball flew into the basket, and it was like a torrential rain fell from the sky, pouring it on the fans' heads and smashing their hearts.
yeah~~~
Even if it was only the voices of the Lakers players, it was still extremely harsh.
The audience was heartbroken, but they could only helplessly watch the Lakers players celebrate wildly.
One point, even if it is only one point, is a double heaven of sorrow and joy.
Overtake, overtake again, reverse, reverse again.
Their hearts have been on a rollercoaster ride, and in the end they can't even utter a scream.
They watched silently, bewildered.
On the court, Curry endured the pain and shook hands with James.
This time, he deliberately did not interact with Meng Hua.
Meng Hua didn't care, thinking to himself: "You used to come here to be polite, but if you don't come now, it means you have changed and you are afraid of me."
"Go in, go in, Meng Hua saved the Lakers again."
Yang Yi roared excitedly, getting carried away, and the headset was thrown away by him.
"Meng Hua didn't shoot a three-pointer, but he actually made a breakthrough, rushed into the three-point line, controlled the timing of the shot, and just overtook it by one point. The Lakers won."
After Wang Meng said this sentence, he felt that he was going to be out of breath.
"Okay, good vote, really good, wonderful, this is Meng Hua."
Yang Yi was a little incoherent, even Yihei didn't attack him because of it.
In the TNT studio, Yang Yi Smith of Magnesia murmured: "Win, win, Meng Hua is simply a god."
O'Neill said: "I thought the Warriors would win the first game, but I didn't expect that Meng Hua was not polite at all."
Barkley said: "There is no doubt that Meng Hua is the MVP of the game, and Curry is also very good, but in front of Meng Hua, his excellence is more like setting off Meng Hua's greatness."
Smith said: "Meng Hua arranged the team's last six offenses and scored 6 points on all six shots. Is such a person actually a rookie?"
O'Neal asked: "If Meng Hua maintains this performance and the Lakers enter the finals, if they win the opponent, do you think he will win the FMVP?"
Barkley and Smith looked at each other and said, "If it's the performance of this match, then it will definitely win. The selection is very fair. In fact, the MVP of this match will be given to him."
After the catharsis, the Lakers fans walked to the player tunnel.
The blonde beauty fan stroked her hair, her eyes were full of tenderness, and said, "Your prediction is really accurate."
Seeing her looking forward to Shenghui, the boyfriend's heart moved, and he was about to strike up a conversation, when he suddenly realized that she was not talking to him.
Rational fans smiled bitterly: "The Asians are our team's archenemy. I have studied them a lot, and I hope we win. But in this game, they really deserve to win, but we will come back."
The blond beauty bypassed her male companion, walked up to the rational fans, and said, "There is a restaurant outside the arena that supports the Warriors. It is said that the supper is quite delicious."
Rational fans glanced at her boyfriend, not knowing the relationship between the two, and did not dare to act rashly.
The blond beauty said coquettishly: "I've said it so bluntly, why don't you invite me?"
The rational fans were overjoyed: "It's my blessing to invite such a beautiful fan like you to dinner, but I'm not used to eating with three people."
The blond beauty pursed her lips and smiled, "It's just the two of us."
After the two finished speaking, they turned around tacitly and walked towards the exit.
The male companion stood there blankly, watching the backs of the two getting closer and closer, he felt angry, and raised his foot to kick the stool beside him.
(End of this chapter)
The Lakers trailed by one point with 20 seconds left, which is plenty of time.
Vogel still didn't call a timeout. He was like a rookie coach who didn't seem to know that he could call a timeout.
The hearts of the Warriors fans are still hanging. In the past three minutes or so, they have really experienced what is called ice and fire.
Curry was capped and Meng Hua dunked;
Curry responded with a three-pointer;
Meng Hua responded with a three-pointer;
Curry responded again with a three-pointer;
Meng Hua made a fake shot and made a dunk;
Curry also made a breakthrough and succeeded in picking the basket;
Meng Hua shot a three-pointer;
Curry responded with a three-pointer;
Meng Hua shot a three-pointer again;
Curry responded with another three-pointer.
For five consecutive offenses, Meng Hua scored the ball, and Curry responded quickly.
The coaches of both sides didn't call a timeout. These few rounds, the fans watched it for fun, but their little hearts couldn't stand it.
Westbrook dribbled the ball halfway, and everyone was staring at him. Should Westbrook attack with a knife?
If it's Westbrook attacking, it should be...
Oh, he passed the ball, it wasn't him playing the last down.
James held the ball at the top of the arc, and it seemed that he had the knife.
Meng Hua and Rivers are at the left and right bottom corners, and Westbrook and Nongmei are at a 45-degree angle to the left and right.
This attack must be completed as soon as possible. If it is not scored, there may still be rebounds. If it is not possible, foul tactics can be used.
James thought so, and he did so.
The simpler the more unsolvable, James broke through from the left and pushed Wiggins in.
A two-pointer is enough, and failure to score may result in a foul.
The problem is that Wiggins, who was defending him, thought the same way. He predicted James' thoughts, put his hands behind his back and made a distress signal, signaling his teammates to help defend.
Sure enough, Green appeared in the path that James must pass. He wanted to make James dribble and hit someone.
James braked hard and passed the ball to Westbrook at a 45-degree angle on the left wing before the enemy formed an encirclement.
"Don't throw the pot away!" Westbrook yelled in his heart, "Don't you like to hit the first ball? Continue with the last ball."
No matter how he called in his heart, the ball still reached his hands.
Westbrook received the ball, passed Curry directly, and rushed to the penalty area without hesitation.
If he shoots a three-pointer, no one pays attention to him, but he enters the restricted area, which is a bit congested.
With a point difference of 1 point, the Warriors originally thought that the Lakers would score 2 points. James made a breakthrough, and their lineup shrunk even tighter.
Westbrook thought he was like lightning, but his initial speed was very low from the start. Seeing that Wiggins, Green and Thompson were showing their fangs, he was so frightened that his hands trembled and he passed the ball to Meng Hua.
not good!
Realizing that something was wrong, Tang Shen's scalp tingled, and in a critical moment, he bit the tip of his tongue angrily, and with the wind blowing under his feet, he rushed towards Meng Hua.
Although he shrunk in, he didn't completely let go of Meng Hua, and kept a pounce distance.
That is the enemy's most accurate sharpshooter, if the time is not coming, he will not even choose to shrink.
Meng Hua made a fake move, and Tang Shen flew directly out of the sideline.
The hearts of the audience were in their throats, and they shouted in unison: "Don't come in, don't come in."
Either aloud or silently.
Yang Yi thickened his neck and shouted excitedly: "Meng Hua is going to shoot!"
Wang Meng opened his mouth wide, as if he was waiting for something.
Meng Hua glanced at the timer. There was still time. He dribbled the ball and took a step in, then shot a jumper.
The ball went straight to the rim, over the rim, and the timer light came on.
The hearts of the audience were about to jump out, and they felt that their blood was congealed, and they seemed to be wrapped in ice, unable to move, only their minds kept spinning: "Don't go in, don't go in."
Swish!
The ball flew into the basket, and it was like a torrential rain fell from the sky, pouring it on the fans' heads and smashing their hearts.
yeah~~~
Even if it was only the voices of the Lakers players, it was still extremely harsh.
The audience was heartbroken, but they could only helplessly watch the Lakers players celebrate wildly.
One point, even if it is only one point, is a double heaven of sorrow and joy.
Overtake, overtake again, reverse, reverse again.
Their hearts have been on a rollercoaster ride, and in the end they can't even utter a scream.
They watched silently, bewildered.
On the court, Curry endured the pain and shook hands with James.
This time, he deliberately did not interact with Meng Hua.
Meng Hua didn't care, thinking to himself: "You used to come here to be polite, but if you don't come now, it means you have changed and you are afraid of me."
"Go in, go in, Meng Hua saved the Lakers again."
Yang Yi roared excitedly, getting carried away, and the headset was thrown away by him.
"Meng Hua didn't shoot a three-pointer, but he actually made a breakthrough, rushed into the three-point line, controlled the timing of the shot, and just overtook it by one point. The Lakers won."
After Wang Meng said this sentence, he felt that he was going to be out of breath.
"Okay, good vote, really good, wonderful, this is Meng Hua."
Yang Yi was a little incoherent, even Yihei didn't attack him because of it.
In the TNT studio, Yang Yi Smith of Magnesia murmured: "Win, win, Meng Hua is simply a god."
O'Neill said: "I thought the Warriors would win the first game, but I didn't expect that Meng Hua was not polite at all."
Barkley said: "There is no doubt that Meng Hua is the MVP of the game, and Curry is also very good, but in front of Meng Hua, his excellence is more like setting off Meng Hua's greatness."
Smith said: "Meng Hua arranged the team's last six offenses and scored 6 points on all six shots. Is such a person actually a rookie?"
O'Neal asked: "If Meng Hua maintains this performance and the Lakers enter the finals, if they win the opponent, do you think he will win the FMVP?"
Barkley and Smith looked at each other and said, "If it's the performance of this match, then it will definitely win. The selection is very fair. In fact, the MVP of this match will be given to him."
After the catharsis, the Lakers fans walked to the player tunnel.
The blonde beauty fan stroked her hair, her eyes were full of tenderness, and said, "Your prediction is really accurate."
Seeing her looking forward to Shenghui, the boyfriend's heart moved, and he was about to strike up a conversation, when he suddenly realized that she was not talking to him.
Rational fans smiled bitterly: "The Asians are our team's archenemy. I have studied them a lot, and I hope we win. But in this game, they really deserve to win, but we will come back."
The blond beauty bypassed her male companion, walked up to the rational fans, and said, "There is a restaurant outside the arena that supports the Warriors. It is said that the supper is quite delicious."
Rational fans glanced at her boyfriend, not knowing the relationship between the two, and did not dare to act rashly.
The blond beauty said coquettishly: "I've said it so bluntly, why don't you invite me?"
The rational fans were overjoyed: "It's my blessing to invite such a beautiful fan like you to dinner, but I'm not used to eating with three people."
The blond beauty pursed her lips and smiled, "It's just the two of us."
After the two finished speaking, they turned around tacitly and walked towards the exit.
The male companion stood there blankly, watching the backs of the two getting closer and closer, he felt angry, and raised his foot to kick the stool beside him.
(End of this chapter)
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