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Chapter 203 Three times the return(1/2)

Ben Wallace received his fourth foul and sent O'Neal to the free throw line.

Because Big Ben's speedup effect was obvious when he was on the court, Collins didn't want to replace him. Seeing him quickly receiving the fourth foul, he spoke out on the spot to remind him.

Before O'Neal's free throw.

"Just like this, remember, his free throw shooting percentage is not as good as his shooting percentage, which is the only way you can stop him."

Mo Mengchen always has an absolute prestige. Wallace wants to stay on the court, but as long as he continues to fight like this, he will be replaced soon.

Although I was unwilling to accept it, there was a voice in my heart that kept telling him: Don’t complain, just do it.

Therefore, he ignored Collins's shouting.

Continue to follow Mo Mengchen's instructions.

One minute later.

The referee whistled, and Wallace raised his hand blankly.

Collins's face turned pale, how familiar it felt? He lost control again. It was not Mo Mengchen who disobeyed him, but Ben Wallace!

He didn't replace Wallace, he wanted to see how much this rookie could do.

With four minutes left in the first half, Wallace made a rough foul on O'Neal and graduated.

He sent O'Neal six free throws for three consecutive fouls, who only hit two goals.

From a defensive perspective, Wallace's fouls against O'Neal were successful defenses.

The pace of the game during this period was torn apart, but the Pistons also took advantage of O'Neal's opportunity to seize the free throw to equalize the score.

51 to 51

This is Wallace's score after he left the game.

"Well done, I did not make any mistakes."

Before Wallace got out, Mo Mengchen took a photo of him.

Wallace gave him an ugly bitter smile.

The Lakers' rhythm was interrupted, O'Neal's offensive was stopped, and the game was caught in a tug-of-war point difference between the two sides.

At the end of the half, 58 to 57, the Lakers led by only 1 point.

"Joseph, it seems you're wrong. What do you say about the Lakers who can win any type of game? Isn't the draw now?" Dura Jr. was extremely confident, "The Pistons will definitely defend their home court!"

Solon smiled faintly: "If you can't see the Lakers' advantages after watching the half game, then I can only say that you are not suitable for watching football. You should go home and watch "Cat and Mouse". You can probably understand it based on your IQ."

"Just be stubborn. When the Lakers lose, I see what else you can say!" Dura snorted.

Ephraim was also on the scene, and she was alone tonight.

Because NBA games are played at 9:30 pm, and it is past twelve o'clock after the game, Adrian cannot come to watch the game on site often.

She hasn't been in the mood lately, as in the first half of this game.

The Pistons were beaten by the Lakers, and the score was also driven by the boring shark-cutting tactics.

If such a strategy continues throughout the game, how ugly will the game become?

Ephraim's mood became increasingly low.

locker room

Collins was furious: "Ben, if you don't want to play, you should tell me directly, instead of fouling on the court!"

"Don't you know we need you?" Collins roared, "Tell me, what are your fouls for?"

Wallace kept silent.

"Do you have nothing to say?" Collins asked.

"Coach, those fouls objectively helped us block Shaq."

It was not Mo Mengchen who helped Wallace stand out, but Hill, who no one expected.

Collins turned his head and looked fierce: "What?"

"The situation on the court is obvious. We can't stop Shaq, and the inside lacks height. Fouls are the only way."

Hill said slowly: "Ben did everything he could do, and he had done his best."

"Shake only scored 2 for 6 free throws, and Ben is not even our starting inside line. No matter how you look at such a deal, isn't it worth it?"

Barkley couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to speak and help.

"Doug, I think we should hurry up and arrange the tactics for the second half."

Mark Jones stands up and acts as a good person.

Collins grew angry.

At first, Mo Mengchen and Jones sang opposite him, but gradually, it seemed that everyone was unable to get along with him.

He doesn't feel like he is in control of the team.

Mo Mengchen felt that it was almost done. If Collins was forced too much, it might backfire.

"Coach, we just want to win."

Mo Mengchen spoke and changed the atmosphere in the locker room: "It was my idea to let Ben foul on Shaq continuously. At that time, we were very passive. There was no absolute height on the field and could only use this method to stop him. Therefore, I violated your order. I apologize."

After saying that, he also gave Wallace a look.

Wallace quickly said: "I apologize, too."

Jones's face was strange. He thought it was a good opportunity to slash Collins' prestige, but why did the atmosphere suddenly change?

Why did it turn into a script of harmony and mutual understanding in the blink of an eye?

Collins's face calmed down. Mo Mengchen not only explained the reason, but also apologized, giving him enough face.

"No need to apologize, we all want to win."

The matter came to an end, and Collins took a few minutes to roughly arrange the second half strategy.

The starting insides in the second half were Barkley and Ratliff.

The highest Ratliff is only 208 cm, and the height is still not enough, but compared to the two-meter inside partner in the first half, this height is quite touching.

In the second half, Momonchen saw the Lakers let Van Exel return to the court, and he remembered the elbow that the opponent gave him in the first half.

Nor did he forget what he said to Van Exel.

"You are finally here." Mo Mengchen said, "You not only reduced the Lakers' appearance and IQ, but also reduced my patience with idiots like you."

Before Van Exel took the field, he was repeatedly warned by his teammates not to have conflicts with Mo Mengchen.

Now, this matter is not something he can control.

Mo Mengchen would not easily expose the elbow in the first half.

The Lakers serve.

Van Exel dribbled carefully through the half-time. Harris had already ordered him during the break of the half. He immediately passed the ball to O'Neal in the second half and asked him to start the start of the offense.

Van Exel came to Mo Mengchen with the intention of passing the ball.

He saw Mo Mengchen's face as if he was looking at a demon.

This demon is full of malicious intentions towards him - here it is!

Van Exel did not expect Mo Mengchen to be so direct, and he did not hide his revenge at all, and gave him an open elbow in front of everyone in the audience.

This elbow strike occurred at the moment of stealing, and the referee could see clearly from close range, and the audience could also see his movements through replay.

Fan Crazy was knocked down by one elbow.

"Beep!"

The referee blew Mo Mengchen foul.

"I have four more fouls to use." Mo Mengchen threw the ball aside and looked down at Van Exel. "If you attack me openly, I will attack you openly. I said, three times will be returned, that is, there are two more times."

He is stating something about to happen, and it is definitely not a joke.

Van Exel clenched his fists and stood up in anger.

His teammate reached out and grabbed him.

O'Neal was in a low position and reached out to ask for the ball.

Even if Van Exel wants to play Momonchen alone, he has to consider the influence of the sharks. His position is about to arrive, and if he doesn't pass it, his efforts will be wasted.

After thinking about it, Fan Crazy still passed the ball out.

"So you are the one who has no ball rights, it's so pitiful." Mo Mengchen whispered.

O'Neal screamed, splitting Ratliff's defense and preparing to attack over his head.

Barkley rushed back, trying to help defend.

“boom!”
To be continued...
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