Rick Pitino refused to give up the tight press in the frontcourt. Although Marlon Garnett was strong and able to withstand Mo Mengchen's confrontation, he was not the best candidate because his speed was too slow.

Mo Mengchen can break through with just one acceleration, and Bao Wen can't even block it.

Garnett was abandoned in the second quarter, and his NBA career in just one year will end there. He failed to prove himself tonight, and there would be no team interested in a undrafted point guard who has no strengths other than being physically strong.

Pitino replaced Kenny Anderson, who reluctantly performed the substitution.

Anderson's problem is exactly the opposite of Garnett.

His speed is faster than Mo Mengchen, but he is only a pitiful 76 kilograms, which is 22 kilograms thinner than Mo Mengchen. How can a huge weight gap make people feel at ease to hand Mo Mengchen over to him to defend?

His only function on the defensive end is to be able to always follow Mo Mengchen by speed. Once he enters the positional battle, he is like a dish in Mo Mengchen's eyes. He eats whenever he wants, without any chance.

Four minutes passed in the second quarter, and the Celtics failed to narrow the score.

It would be fine if he failed to narrow the score, but he even widened the score difference to 18 points. Ricky Davis was going to be credited with a merit. His impact was impressive. After Duncan left the field, he took turns to activate the Hawks attack under Dumas' instruction.

When Hill was not present, Davis was the main starting point of the Hawks' offense. He threatened Pitino's head as big as a fight when he threatened the ball at the high positions on the left and right wings.

If it weren't for the Celtics's still Antoine Walker who could score, Pitino might have to replace Duncan again.

A Walker obviously wasn't enough to stop the Pistons' second lineup.

After four minutes, both sides scored, with the Pistons scoring more points, and the difference also expanded from 16 points in the first quarter to 19 points.

47 to 28

Only Walker can score on the Celtics, and even if Mo Mengchen is not there, their frontcourt pressing routines have repeatedly encountered problems.

"Rick Pitino is definitely the most stubborn head coach I have ever met. He has to carry out a wrong tactic to the end anyway."

The game is about to enter the fifth minute of the second quarter, with Duncan and Bowen playing at the same time.

The proud Davis didn't take Bowen seriously. The game started again, the Celtics attacked first, Duncan took the ball at a low post to attract double teams, and Bowen was at the bottom corner of the ball.

This is his only threatening shooting point.

Bao Wen hit this shot.

31 to 47

Davis felt his face lost and called for the Hawks again, this time on the right wing, and his defender was replaced by Bowen.

"No matter who comes, I will beat you up!"

Davis held the ball, and he knew Momonchen and Hill were watching him off the court.

He likes data and performance, and he has also learned to contribute around Mo Mengchen and Hill. Now is the time for him to show his skills. How can an unknown loser show be ruined?

"That guy's defense is very dirty, and Ricky is afraid it's hard to play."

Houston, who had been playing against Bowen for a whole quarter, was deeply impressed by the former's defense.

Mo Mengchen and Hill are both paying attention.

Bowen's defense was tiring from his ugly reputation. Most people remembered his evil actions and rarely noticed that when he did not do those actions, he was also a very powerful defender.

This is only his first year, and there are still many things to improve, but he is more calm to defend against Davis.

The problem with Hawk-style offense is also here, because it is a three-two position, either you can directly play the offense with the ball point. If you can't play, it will be difficult to get out the tactics if you want to pass the ball out.

Therefore, people who perform Hawk attacks usually hold the ball tightly in their hands, because they can only play singles when passing the ball to their teammates, so it is better to do it yourself.

As a result, Davis was attacked by Bowen in darkness and made a mistake in dropping the ball in the last few seconds.

"Beep!"

The referee whistle sounded.

Davis cursed.

Five minutes have passed, and Westfal has not yet changed people back. The Celtics use Duncan and Bowen as the defensive cores of the internal and external lines, and form a response trend. They chased 8 points in a row within two minutes, forcing Westfal to request a timeout.

Half past the second quarter, the score difference between the two sides was only 10 points left.

37 to 47

"Mo, Grant, Alan, Jerome, Rashid, get ready."

Westfal made five or five, and he made it clear: "Try not to do an eagle attack, that's what they want us to do the most."

Anyone who read the two minutes just now will agree with this sentence.

The essence of the Hawks offense is that they hold the ball at high positions on both left and right wings, and they are most afraid of elite-level wing lockers. The Celtics happen to have a Bowen, and Duncan behind him is responsible for wiping their butts. The Hawks offense is basically useless in the face of such a defensive configuration.

"Long time no see." Anderson's tone did not look like an old friend who had been reunited for a long time, but like an enemy who met on a narrow road.

Mo Mengchen believed that he had no grudges with him. Maybe he said something unpleasant to him on the court in the past, but he had forgotten - nonsense, how could he remember all the same thing if he said too many similar words? - The speaker is unintentional, but the listener will never forget it.

It’s like we will never forget the people who bullied us as children.

Anderson comes from New York, and the most important thing in the field is face-to-face. When he met the Pistons twice in the regular season, Mo Mengchen made Anderson lose all his face. Now he meets again in the playoffs. How can he not repay him?

"I'm not familiar with you, please take back this sentence." Mo Mengchen waved his hand coldly, leaning against Anderson on his back, and Rashid immediately sent the ball.

Anderson's eyes signaled Bowen that his speed could entangle Mo Mengchen, and they wanted to double-team before Mo Mengchen passed halftime.

We must severely slash the Australian's spirit!

After being rampant for so long, it’s time for someone to deal with him!

Their communication was seen in Mo Mengchen's eyes, and the corner of his mouth gently touched, and a mocking smile appeared. He wanted to see how these two men would stop him from dribbling through half the court.

The Celtics' 212 station has also changed, now it is Anderson and Bowen station front line, Walkerka logo, Duncan and Ukrainian train Potapanko push the inside line.

Typical Pitino pressing position.

However, the person who is usually stuck in the logo is the core of the defensive line on the outside. The person standing there needs to restrict the opponent's long passes and is responsible for checking for shortcomings and filling in the gaps. Now the person standing in the logo is Walker.

A person who doesn't know what defense is.

Anderson followed Mo Mengchen at his speed, and he deliberately forced Mo Mengchen to move around the edge.

As you wish.

Mo Mengchen stepped into their trap and loved to get away from the logo. Bowen suddenly came from behind. His teammates shouted, Anderson laughed out loud, Walker blocked the route for passing. Seeing that Mo Mengchen was about to be locked, everyone at the scene was very worried.

When Bao Wen saw that the location was hidden, no one could see clearly what he had done except the audience on the sidelines.

Just so happened that this position was right in front of Ephraim and Adrian.

They opened their mouths and saw Bowen swing a fierce elbow towards Mo Mengchen's waist.

Bowen's elbows were getting closer and closer to Mo Mengchen. Suddenly, Bowen heard Mo Mengchen hum softly, and then his elbows passed through the other party's sleeve and hit Kenny Anderson's cheek vertically.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Anderson splattered blood all over the ground and fell down on the spot.

The referee's whistle sounded, pulling the two sides away, causing escalation of conflict.

"what happened?"

Bao Wen is like a ghost, with such a small space, Mo Mengchen can be said to have no room for dodging. He twisted his body, and people without excellent body flexibility cannot do this.

What frightened him was how did Mo Mengchen know that he was going to take action?

How could he know?

Looking at Anderson, who was bleeding from his nostrils, Bowen looked at Mo Mengchen in shock and saw the ridicule on the other person's face.

"I can't tell that the people in your team are crazy and even beat their own people." Mo Mengchen walked past Bowen happily, "I remember this, Bruce Bowen."

dor.mo remembered me? For this?

Bowen felt chills in her body.

He could not have known who Mo Mengchen was. This man spent four years spreading his reputation throughout the alliance.

Revenge must be avenged on the spot.

This is his label. No one has used his tricks but has not retaliated against him. So far, none of them have been there.

I still don’t know what happened in the scene through the camera.

The only thing that can be confirmed is.

"It seems to be a mistake between teammates?" Ernie Johnson was stunned.

Kenny Smith laughed: "If it's really a mistake, then the joke will be a big deal!"

Vinier Johnson said to Momonchen at the right time: "Unless the dor.mo's arm span is more than 240 cm, it is impossible to elbow Kenny Anderson in this way. It is certain that this elbow comes from his teammate."

When Anderson was carried off the scene, the blood on his nose still did not stop.

The cleaner came to clean the floor quickly.

In less than half, the Celtics had two No. 1 spots beaten by Mo Mengchen.

The No. 1 killer is well-deserved.

The game has entered an official timeout.

Mo Mengchen walked to his teammates, and they looked over with strange eyes.

There is fear, reverence, helplessness, and blame.

The reproachful look came from Hill, and Devil Mountain said, "Is it really a mistake?"

"This statement is not very correct," Mo Mengchen explained, "That guy really wanted to hurt someone, but I avoided it, and the other person was caught in the air. This is the whole story."

Hill was stunned: "Do they deserve it?"

"It's not just worth it?" Mo Mengchen looked at Bao Wen fiercely, "He's dead."

"What do you want to do? He didn't hit you again."

"I'm fine if I didn't hit me?" Mo Mengchen said righteously, "For such a scum who doesn't even let go of his teammates, everyone has the obligation to eradicate him from the court. I'm not for my own selfishness, I'm for the innocent and injured Kenny Anderson!"

Hill's scalp tingles and his mouth twitched.

Rashid muttered, "If Kenny heard this, he would be afraid he would have a nightmare at night."
Chapter completed!