Chapter 415: Do everything possible(1/2)
71 to 62
Mo Mengchen led his teammates to chase them constantly, but the score difference was still difficult to narrow.
With a 9-point gap, the game enters the last quarter.
Kenny Smith said: "It is far from enough to score Mo and Chuck alone. Scoring on both of them alone is just a chronic death for the Pistons."
Mo Mengchen would not think so much. Before the game lost its suspense, he had to find a way to chase points.
At the beginning of the fourth quarter, he made a bold attempt.
Harper dribbled to the frontcourt, and suddenly, Mo Mengchen retreated three meters.
Humiliational defense.
How they treated Hill, Momonchen treated Harper.
Three-pointers are not Harper's strength or absolute weakness.
He is not as exaggerated as Hill's average of 01 three-pointers per game, with a shooting percentage of 15.
Apart from this season, he has only one season delivered the same report card as Hill, and has performed more than 20 seasons in other seasons. In the 1990s, his three-point shooting percentage has increased to 30. After the three-point line is shortened, three-pointers can no longer be considered his weakness.
A defender who scored a three-pointer in each game and had a steady shooting percentage of over 30 is not too bad in this era.
However, this season, due to injuries and age, Harper's three-point shooting percentage has deteriorated to the second-worst 19 Mo Mengchen, who is the second worst in his career: Haha, it's still higher than Hill. In the playoffs, his three-point shooting percentage has increased to 26, and he averaged 02 shots per game.
It would be very risky to let him shoot three points at this time.
In order to win, Mo Mengchen did everything he could do.
"Go to Ronald." Mo Mengchen shouted.
Harper said angrily: "Don't call me that!"
"Bang!"
Harper missed a three-pointer and Pollard scored a rebound.
"Good ball, Ronald." Mo Mengchen said to him.
Harper glared at Momonchen: "I warn you!"
Anyone who knows the Bull Dynasty knows that Harper is called Ron Harper. But the name Ron is actually the abbreviation of his name. His name is Ronald Rnald, and Ron Rn is the abbreviation of this name, or it can be said to be a nickname. Family members or friends will call him this, and few people change the name like this.
Mo Mengchen knew about Harper, a typical black American, raised by a single mother, and pulled out the ruthless old Harper after he was born, he imitated Simon Chuxue and abandoned his wife.
The name Ronald was chosen by Old Harper, perhaps to remember this, or to sever ties with the man who gave him life, Harper never called himself Ronald.
"You hate this name, right?"
Mo Mengchen leaned against Harper's body and could feel the veteran's anger being increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
That's how it should be. If Mo Mengchen can't count on others, he can only rely on himself.
As long as he can win, he will try any means.
"Come on, Ronald!"
Mo Mengchen's trash talk made Harper go crazy. While he rushed out of the perimeter to get the ball, the latter went crazy and furious, heading straight to his center of gravity.
"Beep!"
Harper made a shooting foul, which was a three-point foul.
Mo Mengchen's ball has been shot, so it is also possible that it is a four-pointer at a time.
Everyone held their breath and looked at the ball in the air.
The basketball hit the rebound and bounced towards the basket with huge force. Unfortunately, the elasticity was too great.
The center of gravity of the ball gradually went out of the basket.
It's just a little bit short.
"well"
The sighs of the audience are enough to prove how regrettable this ball is.
Mo Mengchen took a deep breath, slapped the ball, and shot.
Swish!
Continue and shoot the ball again, with the same rhythm.
Swish!
The third ball is exactly the same, like a repeated playback screen.
65 to 71
"Three free throws and three points, the difference is 6 points, dr's personal 26th point tonight."
His teammates saw his performance.
Houston was very upset. He hoped to help Mo Mengchen, but his running position was locked and he finally ran out of an opportunity, but he would not be able to pass it for various reasons.
Barkley was very upset. He had done his best to help Mo Mengchen, and he only regretted that his abilities were no longer at the peak and could not continuously and effectively output.
Hill hated himself, and this was definitely not the result he wanted to see. It was too forced to let Mo Mengchen fight the Bulls alone.
But what can he do now? Even if he wants to attack, he can't find the feeling of attack.
He can only devote his energy to defense.
The Bulls passed three times in a row, easily dismantling the Pistons' defense.
In order to help prevent Lavida from missing, Pollard cut in, got the ball, fucked the basket, and scored 2 points back.
73 to 65
Then, Mo Mengchen's feel also repeated.
Outside the three-point line, Harper's defense failed to keep up and gave him a large open space where all his teammates were sweating.
Mo Mengchen jumped up. He was so focused that he didn't bother to wipe the sweat from his hands. This must-have goal was actually slid before the shot was thrown.
Bad trolling feel.
"Bang!"
Adrian said in disbelief: "How could he not make a shot?"
Yes, how could Dr miss such a good opportunity?
The audience didn't have time to think seriously, and the Bulls counterattacked strongly, and Mo Mengchen could only keep up with Jordan, but Jordan was not the most dangerous existence in this counterattack.
The most dangerous rotation attacker for the Bulls is Pipen.
His height, his weight, his wingspan, his impact, combined, makes him more aggressive than Jordan when he rotates.
Jordan has more finishing skills, while Pippen has only two options.
Monotonous but efficient.
Hill wanted to stop Pi Peng, but was blocked by the other party's inhumane super hand.
"Look at your performance, who do you deserve? Will anyone call you Jordan's successor? No, you should be Kalmaron's successor." Pipen said sarcastically and retreated.
This time, Mo Mengchen had no other opinion.
This round, Hill had tried his best to defend, except for a few inside players, no one could block Pi Peng who was rushing.
He knew Hill wanted to contribute to his defensive end so that he could devote himself to the offensive end.
But what Hill didn't know was that exerting force on the defensive end could not solve the problem at all. If a superstar fights, the attack will always be the one who kills people.
There are many moments in history when the game is decided by blocking or stealing, but those golden moments engraved in our memory are always attacks that kill people and kill one blow.
That is the moment when a superstar defines himself.
When will you understand this, Grant?
Pipen's dunk brought the score difference back to 10 points again.
This is simply a vicious cycle that cannot be escaped. No matter what Mo Mengchen does or how he does it, it is like the plot of a horror cruise ship.
Repeat continuously.
“dr!”
"DR got the ball from the outside, and he heard the shouts from the whole audience!"
"He is Detroit's last hope!"
“dr!”
“dr!”
When Jordan saw this scene, he sneered: "What a irony."
Mo Mengchen can only rank fourth in the team with average scores. Now, this team that can average 121 points per game actually expects him to fight the Bulls alone on such a big stage?
"It seems you don't know what to do."
To be continued...