Chapter seven hundred and eighty second like a devil(1/2)
The most ridiculous thing on the basketball court is that a running and bombing team like the Pistons can become one of the best defensive teams once they compete for defense.
They also have personnel advantages, and can last for most of the half-time.
Ordinary weak teams have to conquer their guns in less than half of the game when they encounter this posture. Even strong teams of the 76ers level, without any defense, fell behind by as much as 15 points after one and a half quarters.
Iverson was on the high side of the right wing and he tried to move to the left.
Mo Mengchen first took action against him to ensure that he was within his control at any time. As long as he made any moves, he would be able to react and keep up as soon as possible.
Duncan covered the periphery, received the ball, and had no chance to shoot at a high position, so he could only wait for Iverson to run. Iverson finally started running, and the penalty area without Duncan was very empty. He passed by the basket, received the ball from the right wing to the left wing, turned around, jumped up, and leaned back greatly in the air. Mo Mengchen followed later, and his height, wingspan and good bounce gave Iverson high-intensity interference.
The shooting hits, Ratliff grabs the rebound and gives Iverson.
Iverson called Duncan again and borrowed Shifo's steel body. Ai's offensive choice was extremely reasonable. He first let Mo Mengchen hit the pick-and-roll, and then bullied Williams' defense was unspiritual, and he flew out of his palm with a long distance of two points within the three-point line.
Smash again!
“The AI feels bad tonight!”
But it doesn't matter. Ratliff grabbed the offensive rebound again. This time, he chose to attack alone, causing Big Ben's foul.
The fierce confrontation made Ratliff's hands tremble when he made a free throw.
Two free throws and one hit.
31 to 44
Iverson angrily pressed Mo Mengchen into the front court, just like the Pistons.
Courage is commendable, but what can a short man with a bare feet of 183 cm do?
Mo Mengchen glanced at Iverson with fun, then turned around with full force, and quickly crossed Iverson's defense.
The brainless frontcourt press will lead to such bad consequences. Once the opponent breaks through, a 5-to-4 situation will be temporarily formed in the front.
For well-trained teams like the Pistons, there is no difference between 5-to-4 and 4-to-point scores.
Mo Mengchen dribbled the ball outside the three-point line and stopped, jumped up, and shot a three-pointer.
He didn't even look at the landing point of the ball, and turned around and left.
"Swish!"
47 to 31
"The game has reached the most dangerous moment, and the 76ers need to improve their offensive success rate!"
"Simple shots have to be grasped, especially free throws, they missed too many free throws."
In fact, it was just wasted 7 free throws.
Even if the 76ers made all free throws, the Pistons are now 9 points away. Moreover, which team in history can maintain a 1oo% shooting rate under such confrontation?
Iverson slapped the ball and rushed to the frontcourt. In this round, the Pistons did not press the frontcourt against them, giving him the opportunity to speed up the pace.
Ai's offense is simply two words, unrestrained.
He has no blind spots in attack, but because he is not tall enough, he is easily disturbed, so his hit rate is not high.
Once it feels like it, it will be difficult to deal with.
This round, he gave up his perimeter shooting, dribbled from the outside of the three-point line on the left to the free throw line, and then relied on his innate agility to get rid of Mo Mengchen, dribbled to outside the paint area on the right, and made a gliding jump shot and hit the board.
33 to 47
"We won't fall here!" ai shouted.
Like a dying prey.
Mo Mengchen bent down, picked up the ball and threw it to Hill.
"Guys, let's be more active!" Hill raised his index finger on his right hand and passed the ball to Mo Mengchen first.
Mo Mengchen did not shoot. With his height and position, he was standing in the shooting hot zone. It was nothing to shoot Iverson, but in that case, the tactics would not be able to be played.
Davis cut out suddenly, and Mo Mengchen passed it in place without looking at the person.
The moment Davis took the ball, he hit the ground and gave Hill the cut inward.
Hill didn't even touch the ball, so he dodged directly, causing him to fly to Williams behind him.
The 76ers' internal and external defense has completely collapsed here. Through fast transfers, the pistons destroyed the 76ers' proud defensive system, and the garbage dogs barked and violently flooded the basket.
"A goal is the answer!" he roared.
49 to 33
"Wait a minute, what do they want to do?"
This time it's not a frontcourt press.
Because the Pistons all stayed in the frontcourt.
This is a press conference for the whole game.
"This group of madmen!" Larry Brown rubbed his feet. He didn't know where the Pistons got the courage to make the whole audience press against the 76ers.
Don’t they know that as long as Iverson is given a little gap, the pressing of the whole audience will not only not be effective, but will waste their energy?
Unless, they are not going to give Iverson a gap.
Iverson tried to catch the ball and beat the damn press. Mo Mengchen's close-fitting defense, his 197 cm height and 2o8 cm long arms were completely inconsistent with his agility, so he was actually not able to catch the ball by the King of Philadelphia.
The 76ers can only let Aaron McGee get the ball. In theory, he can also dribble the ball through the half, but unfortunately the Pistons are like a group of mad dogs now.
Sebatisian, an assistant coach at 76ers, said: "I have never seen anyone guard against AI like this."
Not to mention him, Brown, who has coached in the league since the 1970s, has never seen such a defense.
Just standing here and watching, they could feel the breathless feeling of depression.
Momonchen had an indescribable cruelty against Iverson's defense.
No matter how Iverson goes, Mo Mengchen always follows him. His figure is enough to cover Iverson's sight, and his body is far stronger than Iverson.
Confrontation, agility, and degree are not inferior.
"Can you last this last?" Iverson roared.
"Thank you for your concern!" What surprised Iverson was Mo Mengchen's response, and his breath was not at all disordered.
With such defensive intensity and such confrontation frequency, can he still control his breath?
Iverson deeply felt the injustice of God, the same degree and flexibility, but the same height.
Iverson had forgotten what Mo Mengchen was like in the first place. He only knew that Mo Mengchen was an extremely difficult bastard.
"Beep!!!"
The referee whistled, and the first foul that was pressed by the whole game appeared, from Ricky Davis.
It doesn't matter, they don't care at all.
"Just like this, I'm going to take care of these bitches!" Rashid muttered excitedly, wishing he was on the court.
No one expected that the Pistons could make such a full-game press.
Momontchen, Hill, Davis, Williams, Wallace.
The tallest person for these five people is Williams and the shortest person is Momonchen.
Fast, strong confrontation, and defense is like a mad dog.
The five men's pressing of the whole game made the 76ers difficult to drive the ball through the half, but McGee, who dribbled the ball, stopped the ball in 1ogo.
Hill's attack forced him to retreat, and his damn kick just after 1ogo.
The referee whistled again, this time it was a violation of the law when he returned to the court!
"nice d!" (Good defense)
Mo Mengchen breathed lightly, ignored Iverson, walked to the sidelines to prepare for the ball.
He asked his teammates who were stunned by Hill, just like before: "Guys, what is the answer?"
Williams muttered, "Is that still necessary?"
Momonchen then gave the ball to Ricky Davis.
When Davis got the ball, he was about to call a tactic, but he saw Momonchen and Hill pulling away from each other, Wallace and Williams were waiting for his orders at any time.
"Ricky, tell them what the answer is!" Williams came up to pick-and-roll.
With Davis' explosive power, pick-and-roll is unnecessary, but this pick-and-roll forces Duncan to delay the launch.
The Pistons are now leading by 16 points. Their purpose is to use the strength of the opponent's order of magnitude to make the game into garbage time in three quarters.
Therefore, before that moment comes, every attack must be done with all your might, and you must show the murderous aura of fighting to the death. Just relying on momentum, you must suppress your opponent.
What is the answer?
nonsense!
Davis dribbled under his crotch, but he didn't go in the direction of pick-and-roll, and turned to the opposite side of the pick-and-roll. Iverson (Bell and Momonchen faced him, and Iverson could only face Davis) did not expect this and hit Williams on the spot.
To be continued...