How can Eddie Curry keeps transforming into baby? One day he suddenly explodes, "inspired by love", or meets a partner who has to be beaten up.

Paul Gasol is such a target. It is often said that the Pistons fell in love with Gasol at first sight, but because the Spurs asked for too high prices, they failed to succeed. They had no choice but to choose a spare tire - Curry.

As a spare tire, just be a spare tire. Curry is willing, but the media keeps saying that every day, Mo Mengchen is muttering in his ears every few days, "There was not so many troubles when it came to the Spanish." Just this, who wouldn't hold a grudge against Gasol? Even if they have never met before.

With the mood to beat Gasol, Curry came on as a substitute tonight, scoring 8 points, 6 rebounds and 2 assists in the first half. He didn't even block one time because he wanted to dear Espanyol to dear Espanyol and wish him a sad Christmas Eve.

The half ended and the Pistons tied with the Spurs again.

Kidd is worthy of being Kidd. He has no good way to deal with the Pistons' joint defense lineup, but he flexibly used Gasol to arrange a 1-3-1 formation around the Spaniards, which is an internationally universal way to crack joint defense.

They tried to find countermeasures while playing until the end of the first half. Although they could not find the Pistons' fatal point, they were not as embarrassed as they were in the first quarter.

In the second half, the Pistons let Curry start.

At the beginning, Mo Mengchen first scored a three-pointer from the outside.

Mo Mengchen didn't expect that this was their only goal in the next three minutes.

The Spurs' lineup has changed a bit, and the Admiral has been replaced by Swift, who has no brains, but if his physical fitness is used properly, he can indeed have a higher output than the Admiral.

Kidd took advantage of this.

Instead of cracking the joint defense in one step, they pass the ball patiently and guide each other through each other. Every time they break through, they have to break to the basket, pull the defense line, and then transfer the ball from a large angle to challenge the Pistons' defensive tenacity.

No matter how good the defense is, it will become scattered when encountering such an impact.

Humans are not machines and cannot accurately reach every defensive step. However, the Spurs' offense kept swaying like a machine. Relying on Gasol, they scored 4 points in a row.

On the offensive end, Kidd was close to Mo Mengchen and forced him to break through. Swift, a brainless idiot, only recognized Mo Mengchen alone. With his physical fitness, Mo Mengchen could not do anything else after the breakthrough, and could only pass the ball to the periphery.

The first half of the fight made the Spurs humbly teach them. They decided to learn from the barbarians' strengths to control them and took the initiative to emptie Hill.

Now Hill is no longer a black hole that cannot make three-pointers. She can score 2.4 three-pointers in each game, with a shooting percentage of nearly 40%. The Spurs have nothing else, and they are amazingly brave. They can do it if they say they can't make it. Hill really dares not make it.

Two consecutive three-pointers with open space missed the team's morale greatly, and the bad touch began to spread. In the third minute of the game, even Mo Mengchen's three-pointer missed. Kidd let Swiftka have a good position and took the rebound comfortably, quickly pushed the counterattack, rushed to the frontcourt and sent the ball to Arenas, and a three-pointer to chase the score widened to double digits.

68 to 57

Westfar immediately requested a pause, and that's what the head coach does. If he always lets go, the Pistons don't need to pay him a large salary every year.

"Grant, come down and rest." Westfal decisively replaced Hill with a poor touch.

Then, his eyes turned to Reed: "Michael, if you don't make a three-pointer, I'll replace you."

Reed nodded, expressing his understanding and agreement.

"Mo, around Michael, play the hemostasis tactic." Westfal set the end point of the tactic at the top of the arc.

"How does your top three-pointer feel tonight?" Mo Mengchen asked Reed when he was on the court.

Reed scored 6 goals from the outside tonight, only 1 goal, of which 4 of them hit the iron, all at the top of the arc.

That was Reed's most accurate position.

“It’s not good.”

"I remember the only three-pointer you made was at three o'clock on the right." Mo Mengchen pointed to the position he said, "Go to catch the ball."

"But the coach..."

Reed was only halfway through his words. He was not a rookie. He knew that Dor.mo was another coach on the court. Listen to him, it was absolutely right.

The game started again, Mo Mengchen slowly raised his hand and gave a clear tactical gesture: Hemostatic Clamp No. 2 tactic.

As the name suggests, the hemostatic forceps tactic is to play one when the tactic cannot be opened to stop bleeding for the team.

The hemostatic clamp tactic is not a conventional tactic, it is a way of winning unexpectedly. If you don’t get a score, it may have a miraculous effect.

Kidd's defense is still tight. Mo Mengchen first turned around and leaned against his body with his back, while Reed kept changing positions with the help of his teammates.

Westfal could see at a glance that his arrangement had changed. Reed's position was definitely not the top of the arc.

He was also used to the sudden appearance of tactics beyond his arrangement in the game. Since he wanted to give players freedom, it was not verbal freedom, and on-the-spot response was also a manifestation of freedom.

Reed was halfway through the run, and Momonchen handed the ball to Ginobili.

The demon sword was unsheathed, and the angrily passed the ball with his back, hitting the ground at three o'clock on the right. Reed cut out, and Curry's back cover blocked the pursuers behind him, and the opportunity was created in an instant.

Reed took the ball and shot three points.

"The ball has entered!"

"The Pistons broke the scoring drought!"

"This ball is so quenching!"

No one can explain the cold touch and offense on the basketball court; nor can we explain why after a long period of breaking, once someone scores, the offensive will gradually recover.

The Pistons' offense gradually improved, while the Spurs were determined to maintain their existing lead.

They found the most vulnerable point on the Pistons field.

Eddie Curry became the focus of attention.

He called him to the pick-and-roll and hit him, and he had to stare at him after the pick-and-roll.

On the offensive end, Curry had problems in a row. Seeing that he was in a high spirit of fighting, Mo Mengchen decided to feed him the ball.

Curry, who was in a low position, was about to get angry, but the Spurs' double-team was like a trapped beast's cage, imprisoning Curry in the penalty area.

They absolutely studied Curry and understood the disadvantages of the little shark not to deal with the double-team. Curry made consecutive mistakes and his mentality completely collapsed.

Three minutes before the end of the third quarter, Curry was replaced.

The Spurs lead by 14 points.

Curry sat down on the court in frustration with a towel around his neck. In the first half, he was so arrogant that he felt like a nightmare that suddenly came to his mind in the third quarter.

"Did you see the score?" Kidd signaled Mo Mengchen to pay attention to the current gap, "You will definitely lose."

"You guys are enough."

"No, not yet."

Mo Mengchen sneered, and did not hold the ball in his hand. He walked to the frontcourt and faced Kid. Seeing that he had no ball in his hand, Kid wanted to hold it close to him and not get the ball.

Mo Mengchen suddenly got rid of his entanglement and went straight to the basket. Ginobili, who had not yet arrived at the frontcourt, saw Mo Mengchen rushing straight to the penalty area and immediately realized what their boss wanted to do.

"What a high pass!"

"It's such a far air connection?!"

Kidd couldn't keep up with Momonchen, Swift was on the outside, and Gasol was guarding the penalty area alone, but his defensive power was not proportional to his physical condition.

Mo Mengchen jumped upwards, escaping into the clouds like a flying dragon, grabbed the ball with his right hand, and his powerful body suppressed the conscientious Spaniard and smashed the ball into the basket with a tsunami.

The basket made a whine, and Gasol, who had no problems on the defensive end, was blew a whistle by the referee of the Empire Axis Arena because of the influence of the dor.mo poss.

Mo Mengchen grabbed the basket hard and confirmed that he would not step on anything before he let go and landed.

After landing, he turned around and walked to the free throw line, looking at Kidd, who was dumbfounded: "What I meant just now is that it's enough for you tonight to end."

"Believe it or not." Mo Mengchen took the ball sent by the referee, threw it without paying attention, and turned around directly, "I never lie."

Swish!

Some people pretend to show off their vanity, some people pretend to be because they don’t know they are pretending, and some people pretend to be because they are just showing their true nature. They also know that doing so will make others sad, but they don’t care.

dor.mo is the last type of person.

Kid, who was pretending to be clenched, wanted to rush up and chew a piece of meat at the proud stinky face.

Mo Mengchen retreated to the backcourt and shouted: "Get up on your spirits and defend them from one goal!"

After saying that, he led the way and rushed forward to press Kidd.

The momentum of the Pistons surged instantly, and under the leadership of Mo Mengchen, the defensive end put great pressure on the Spurs.

Kidd had no choice in the face of such high-pressure defense that ignored the referee's standards. Such defense was impossible in normal times. Mo Mengchen knew that they had a home advantage, so the referee did not dare to blow his body whistle and bully others with his power.

Kidd could only hide his anger in his heart and could not make any counterattack. This was the other party's territory and he could not do anything.

The ball is sent out.

Gasol took the ball from the outside, Rashid waved his hands and approached like a monster, constantly invading his center of gravity.

Ginobili discovered that Gasol's position was marginalized, and this was an opportunity. He decisively gave up Arenas and stepped forward to raid.

"The Argentinian made a steal!"

"The piston's counterattack is here!"

Mo Mengchen ran forward quickly, and Ginobili sent a long pass from the backcourt.

Mo Mengchen received the ball in the frontcourt and made another dunk.

"The difference narrows to 9 points!"

"The piston suddenly started to take shape!"

"He really likes dunking more and more." Hill exclaimed, "It's incredible."

“He is so healthy.”

“It’s like being born to play ball in the sky.”

"Like, I've never experienced 3 ACL tearings."

Within three minutes, Mo Mengchen scored 12 points in a row, while the Spurs scored 1 point in the last three minutes of the third quarter. If Gasol had not hit the penalty area and caused damage, they might have been completely blocked by the Pistons in the last three minutes.

After the third quarter, the Spurs still led the Pistons by 4 points.

However, the momentum on the field has completely turned to their opponents.
Chapter completed!