Chapter 235: Smart Ghost(1/2)
The first game after the All-Star Weekend.
Away vs. Jazz.
The call from Salt Lake City is unpleasant, and the fans here are passionate and enthusiastic. They are undoubtedly one of the strongest teams in the West, currently ranked first in the West with a record of 36 wins and 14 losses.
The Pistons came with a record of 28 wins and 22 losses. In terms of lineup, they were not bad at all. They just entered a trough after the sixteen consecutive wins at the beginning of the year.
The two consecutive wins in the All-Star Game gave a glimmer of hope, but that was far from enough.
"They need to be braver."
Bill Walton's wording was so uncomfortable that he and Reeve Albert arrived at the scene tonight.
Albert said: "Yes, their lineup is in depth, the league is out of reach, but no one can unleash their potential."
This sentence accidentally ssed Collins again.
But now Collins no longer cares about these voices. He just wants to lead the team to win games, and nothing else matters is important.
Graham Senna said at least one thing correctly. He really needs to lead the team to produce a good resume, otherwise, who else would ask him to coach?
It was not what he wanted to sit in the commentary seat like those old men who were ignored.
Things shouldn't have developed like this, just because of some reasons he didn't know...
Collins looked at Mo Mengchen who was warming up on the court. After the confrontation that day, he knew Mo Mengchen was involved in this matter, but he didn't know how much he was involved.
Or, he is the mastermind behind the scenes?
If this is true, why did he do this? The reason why Collins believed that Mo Mengchen would not drive him away was that the person who benefited the most was Mo Mengchen, because everyone in the world knew that the running and bombing tactics required a smart commander. Mo Mengchen could shoot, burst and organize, which was the system that was most suitable for him.
As long as Collins stays with the team, the running and bombing tactics will continue to be implemented, and Mo Mengchen can continue to play in this comfortable system.
This is why Collins never doubted Mo Mengchen. They had disputes and conflicts, but that was not a contradiction.
Why?
Collins doesn't understand.
He couldn't figure it out before, but now he couldn't figure it out, and he might not be able to figure it out in the future. He doesn't have that much time because the competition is about to begin.
The Jazz's starters are Stockton, Hornersec, Brian Russell, Malone and Ostertag.
The Pistons' starting lineup has not changed much, Momonchen, Houston, Hill, and Barkley and Ratliff.
The piston's outer line has obvious height advantages, while the Jazz's height advantages are reflected in the inside line.
“Meet again.”
Stockton said.
"I'm still saying the same thing. If you can't control your hands and feet, I won't pity your old arms and legs." Mo Mengchen said softly.
Stockton's stern-submarine hand and death-scissors' feet are well-known in the league. Otherwise, how could a white defender with mediocre physical fitness be selected into the second team of the best defensive team for the five times?
The talents in the alliance are not dead again.
Momonchen was also the only person Stockton met who needed to be careful before he was attacked.
Mo Mengchen is not like other people. If he is yin, he will be yin. He will definitely take revenge.
Stockton has a deep understanding of this.
Ostertag easily helped his teammates jump to the ball.
The Jazz's first tactic failed. After Malone and Stockton picked and rolled, the Pistons' transfer was very timely.
Although Stockton was able to break through, Barkley blocked Malone in time, and Ratliff was in the basket, and Stockton could not see any hope of scoring.
The ball can only be guided outward.
In the future, Brian Russell, who will appear in the highlights again and again due to certain historical moments, makes a three-pointer in the bottom corner, and it will be out of the way.
Hill grabbed the rebound and was about to advance, but he saw Mo Mengchen running forward in his eyes.
Uploaded by Hill.
Momeng Dun Ball was not sticky to his hands. The moment he received the ball with his right hand, he turned to the side, Houston landed on the outside and made a three-pointer.
Collins clenched his fists and shouted: "Beautiful!"
3 to 0
The better they performed, the more regretful Collins felt. How good are these people? Why are they unwilling to be obedient?
Now, he can't do anything.
The more this happens, the more unwilling Collins is, and anger arises.
Jerry Sloan stood on the sidelines as usual, he was always roaring, louder than any coach, but tonight's game was not as easy as the last one.
The last time they played against the Pistons was at the end of last year. They had no heads and didn't know how to play. Tonight, they obviously made careful arrangements.
Hornersek's running position was completely strangled.
What a clever position... Sloan couldn't help but look up at Collins.
But the Jazz is by no means an ordinary person, and the tactics cannot be escaped. Malone simply crossed his iron elbow and pushed Barkley in front of him, raised his hand, and signaled his old friend to give him a lob.
Malone and Stockton have been together for many years and they trust each other 100%.
Malone believed in Stockton's passing ability, and Stockton also believed in Malone's finishing ability to catch the ball in a critical position, so the ball was hung up.
The iron elbow that was held horizontally played a key role in the moment. Malone pushed Barkley away and scored strongly.
2 to 3
"Does your fat meat have any other functions besides adding burdens to the white burrow?" Mo Mengchen ran to Barkley and asked sneer.
Barkley was furious and fortunately he had no hair: "Damn it, give me the ball!"
Barkley suddenly became irritable, got the ball in the low post, and was irrationally bombarded Malone.
Malone didn't know what kind of blow Barkley was, so he stood up and held him back. Then Ostertag also came to double-team.
Barkley, who had lost his mind, had no option to pass the ball, and after he became strong, he was blocked.
Mo Mengchen followed, picked up the rebound, and took advantage of the two insiders being unprepared to attack, and with a bang, Stockton's slap fell on his arm.
The referee ignored this scene.
Mo Mengchen's eyes were like ice, his back was facing Stockton, and his hips were pushed back.
"OMG!"
Stockton was pushed away by Momon Chen like a baby. Ostertag's defense was approaching, and Momon Chen handed the ball to Ratliff in close proximity.
Ratliff let out a long whistle and dunked.
Stockton gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, and saw Mo Mengchen showing off the slap he left: "I remember."
Never end?
Stockton thought this impact was Mo Mengchen's revenge, but in the end, it seemed that this was not the end of his opinion?
"Damn thug!"
When Ma Long saw the old guy getting angry, he asked, "Do you want me to help you deal with him?"
"No!" Stockton said, "if you can't bear to him all at once, the problem will be serious."
When Ma Long heard this, he was also right. Mo Mengchen's reputation was not good, especially when he was treated violently, those who abused him often ended up miserably.
Although Ma Long was covered in steel and iron, he tried not to provoke such a disaster. He asked Stockton out of kindness.
Stockton didn't want his help, it would be the best for him.
Malone stuck Barkley again at low post: "Chuck, you can't defend me at all!"
"Don't you fucking shit!" Barkley cursed.
There was no interference around, and Malone took the ball like he was in his backyard. Then, he opened the iron elbow and pushed Barkley away and hooked up against the confrontation.
The whistle sounded in!
"Karl Malone is like Superman tonight!"
"The premise is that this game cannot be played to a critical moment."
Fans don’t like Walton’s jokes, and the thunderous booing is proof of it.
It’s a pity that Walton doesn’t care about the opinions of these people at all, and he says whatever he wants.
"Charles, can you calm down?" Mo Mengchen asked with his hands on Barkley's back.
"How can I calm down!" Barkley roared over, and then saw Mo Mengchen's expression.
What kind of expression is this?
Barkley was hard to say, but he promised that his anger had disappeared.
"You are a man, you know what to do." Mo Mengchen said, "I will pass the ball to you, don't get covered again."
Malone succeeded in the penalty.
To be continued...