Chapter 858: The Nightmare Comes, Casting a Shadow
After one quarter, the Pistons took an 11-point lead 33 to 22.
The aggressive kings were strongly blocked, and their running and bombing were like playing against their young and immature self in the eyes of the pistons.
Moreover, because their tactics copy the piston, the piston is quite relaxed to deal with it.
The problem on the defensive end is becoming more and more obvious, and any loophole can be severely targeted.
What Collins didn't expect was that the five points on the Kings' field seemed to his opponent as all of them were loopholes.
Just as the second quarter started, Mo Mengchen was replaced again.
The other four teammates are Reed, Gerald, Rashid and Magloire.
"This is the fourth lineup that the Pistons have played tonight."
"Everyone except Zach Randolph and Louis M. Lore, everyone else got the chance to play."
"That is to say, only one quarter was played, and the Pistons had 11 people rotation."
In contrast, Collins left Nowitzki, who performed bravely, and then replaced Mike Bibby, who played for the first quarter and Peja, who was poor on the defensive end, were replaced.
At the beginning of the second quarter, Bibi called Nowitzki's pick-and-roll. He knew very well that he had no chance of winning when he was head-on. The only way was to ask the pick-and-roll to avoid the game. Rashid cared too much about Nowitzki's attack and was not too concerned about Bibi - he couldn't blame him, Bibi acted like a waste in front of Momonchen.
Seeing the opportunity, Bibi was like a thirsty beast, speeding up to the basket and scoring a layup.
24 to 33
"You also want to open a bank." Mo Mengchen looked calm and gave him his way.
Rashid's cheeks were hot and he shouted at the top of his throat: "He will never have such a good chance next time!"
Scoring a goal gave Bibi confidence, so he bent down and defended seriously.
He must have devoted all his energy to this defense. If he can defend Mo Mengchen in this round, he can gain more confidence, and from then on, he will crack the inner demons and reach the peak of his life?
What if his confidence that he finally praised was shattered again? That scene is pitying.
Mo Mengchen didn't say anything, his eyes, his ridicule, and his casual dribbling movements exposed everything.
"Go to die!" Bibi took the initiative to step forward.
Impulse is the gunpowder in the bomb, Impulse is a pair of handcuffs and a pair of shackles, Impulse is the medicine of regret that I can never finish, Impulse is Mike Bibby's defense was swiftly passed by Mo Mengchen. When the defense was dismembered, he looked at the nightmare-like drone.mo slowly made a cross-step dribble, further opened the distance from him, jumped up on the right three-point line, and the three-pointer shot out from the hole of the gun.
"Swish!"
36 to 24
"Do you try so hard to defend, are you trying to prove that you are different from the group of non-defensive teammates around you?" Mo Mengchen asked sarcastically.
Bibi clenched his fists, what could he say?
"If so, I admire you." Mo Mengchen turned around and ran away.
How could Mo Mengchen miss the opportunity to defeat Bibi? Give him confidence and let him grow? Very regretful, he doesn't like to inspire people, and he is more willing to step on these seedlings that may grow into threats at the same position before they start.
This is his unshirkable responsibility and obligation as the first person in the league.
Moreover, Bibi seemed to have become a rapist after retiring? Thinking of this, there seemed to be another reason to step on Bibi to death.
As the pass was passed, he forced the Timberwolves management to pass him from Ming State to Sacramento with 2 points and 1 turnover and 30% shooting percentage. Before the trade deadline was over, the Sacramento uniforms said that he would not execute his team options, basically judging the end of Avery's NBA career.
Now he has been replaced to face Mo Mengchen, because he is 190 cm tall, and he is a fire horse.
Avery was not completely mindless. If others wanted to play against dor.mo, they would be scared and tremble all over, but he was very excited now. First of all, he ruled out the possibility that he was masochist. The reason why he had such a pervert is that he, like another substitute Price of the Kings, played as a substitute for many years and had no chance to play against Mo Mengchen. He could only understand the other party from the legend he passed down from the mouth of the crowd.
Now that Avery's NBA career has reached a crossroads, he needs to fight a comeback. How can a player like him who is basically finalized to win the interests of other teams again? It's very simple. If you fight with superstars head-on, you won't be afraid of the battle, and you won't lose the situation, you can attract the attention of other teams.
The most typical example is former Pistons mascot Prest Lauderdale, a 224-centimeter Giant who can only brush data in garbage time, but in the two finals competitions between the Pistons and the Lakers, he scored a net worth, and was signed by the Nets last summer with a 4-year, 12 million yuan fat contract.
Avery hoped that the same good thing would happen to him, so he was very tough, brave, and not afraid of death against Mo Mengchen.
Avery tried to show how tough he was by confrontation. Seeing what he did, Collins turned around in annoyance. Toughness would be backfired. Either you keep going, or you don’t pretend to be tough. Such tough guys who are tough on the surface and who are as soft as cotton when they encounter a tough guy with a glass fighter, they immediately lose confidence in the game after encountering Mo Mengchen’s counterattack.
The collapse was just in a flash. Avery, who wanted to win by fighting, was sitting away by Mo Mengchen, turned around and slipped into the bottom line. Rashid passed the ball, jumped up from the basket and dunked it with both hands.
Avery's heart was filled with coldness. He fought Mo Mengchen with all his might, and the other party acted carelessly; he just pushed him with force, and he was knocked to the ground like a child.
The No. 1 position continued to be beaten, and Avery showed a bigger inner demon than Bibby, but Nowitzki finally got the ball.
Avery passed the ball to Nowitzki in the first half, and then he fixed it at the bottom corner as if someone had clicked the acupoint.
This is the only thing he did right.
With Nowitzki, the king got some points back, but Bibby and Avery were beaten by Mo Mengchen to doubt their lives, and the difference was still widened.
48 to 33
In the seventh minute of the second quarter, Mo Mengchen took the foul and ended up.
The Kings' back line was bleak and he was disfigured. Bibby sat under the court with a towel, not even looking at the game. Avery's eyes were empty, like a soulless walking dead. Nowitzki and McGrady who played in the middle continued to score, but still lost 15 points.
Defensive, defense, and fucking defense!
After playing halftime, Collins understood that if he didn't improve his defense, not to mention targeting the Pistons, even those opponents in the West might not be able to beat them.
There is not much time left for them.
Chapter completed!