Chapter 205 Why Not Get Stuck?
"In the Suns now, fast breaks have really become a routine tactic." Kenny Smith smiled when he saw Billew eating ashes from behind and Marbury making a layup.
"Iron Hammer now averages 15.2 rebounds per game, including 5.7 offensive rebounds and 9.5 defensive rebounds, which means that he can personally provide the team with 5.7 second-attack opportunities and 9.5 fast-break opportunities. This That doesn’t include the opportunities created by blocks and steals. So, the offense consumes the ball, but the defense wins the ball and wins the championship. This is the truth in the league.” Barkley laughed.
The Pistons attacked, Prince didn't ask for the ball, and Hamilton wanted the ball after getting rid of Joe Johnson.
Hearing the sound of washing baskets above his head, Li Ba shook his head.
On the offensive end, the Pistons belong to the outside line, and their shooting is very good. Except for Daben, Beelu, Prince, Hamilton, and Okur can all shoot. defense black hole,
As a shooting guard, Joe Johnson is not faster than him. For shooting guards, this is the original sin. Speed has become the ceiling for Joe Johnson to become a superstar.
If you can't speed up, Joe Johnson may only be a first-class player throughout his life.
The Suns attack, the left wing is low, and Li Ba asks for another ball.
"Teaming!"
Seeing Li Ba's movement of leaning on the big body to ask for the ball, Larry Brown started to smoke from his head and yelled at the field.
Facing double-teaming, Li Ba touched Prince with his elbow when he turned around, and the latter fell down in response and screamed.
"flute!"
The referee blows the whistle, an offensive foul.
This was Li Ba's second foul in the first quarter, the first time he accumulated two fouls so quickly.
"Aww!!!!!!"
The Palace of Auburn Hills cheered Prince's successful defense.
"Do you think I'm really elbowing you?"
Li Ba glared at Prince, who got up quickly, with fiery eyes.
Prince knew it well, ignored Li Ba, bowed his head and walked away.
"Hey, Hammer, don't talk to my people like that." Big Ben said with his eyes wide open.
"I said, what can you do? Are you calling it iron-blooded defense? Next time you touch my porcelain, I'll tell him to really lie down."
Li Ba snorted coldly.
"Don't mess around!"
Da Ben couldn't help but glared at Li Ba again.
"The Hammer should pass the ball appropriately so that the Pistons can't double-team him unscrupulously." Barkley said.
"He didn't use Ba's lobs very much against O'Neal, and it's useless to play Da Ben today. Similarly, he has not been very effective on the offensive end. In fact, with Ba's lobs, his field The average scoring ability will definitely not be only under 10. After he became the boss of the sun and after Stoudemire left, Joe Johnson's average number of shots increased by four times per game. The rookie Barbosa and the traded James Posey Also increased the number of shots," Kenny Smith said.
"Kenny, what do you mean?" Barkley asked.
"I mean, the Suns are staring at the playoffs. Whether it's the Hammers or Joe Johnson, Barbosa, James Posey, they are using the regular season to train and they are growing rapidly."
Kenny Smith said.
"So, the Hammers don't know how to pass the ball in order to practice low-post offensive ability?" Barkley said.
"Yes, I think so. The defender is big. This is a good opportunity. Charles, do you want to bet? The loser will lick Larry Brown's PI stock."
Kenny Smith said.
"I bet the Hammers don't pass the ball this time." Barkley laughed.
"The bet is cancelled." Smith said helplessly.
At this time, the Pistons were attacking, and Da Ben suddenly moved to the basket. Li Ba followed quickly.
"Ben, deduct one from me."
Li Ba pushed and encouraged from behind.
"roll!"
Daben wasn't fooled, he didn't have that skill, he was observing the position of his teammates.
At this time, Prince cut in from the left flank, forming a back cut to Li Ba.
Big Ben saw it, and a ground pass was passed back to Prince behind Li Ba.
Prince jumped up immediately after receiving the ball, hitting the basket with one arm.
"Snapped!"
When Prince jumped up, Li Ba had already turned around, jumped up at a speed not inferior to Prince's, and drew his left palm on the basketball with all his strength. The basketball flew upside down in an instant and went straight to the top of the mountain.
"oh!"
Today's Palace of Auburn Hills, exclamation has become a habit.
"ah!"
Plimpton rolled back, groaned, and hit the floor. He was so thin that he couldn't get up for a while.
"Small sample! Master is waiting for you, and will dig a hole for you next time."
Glancing at Prince coldly, Li Ba cursed inwardly.
"Oh ho ho ho, the bloody block from the hammer, it was given to Prince!" Barkley roared excitedly.
"Two fouls couldn't weaken the Hammer's defense even a little bit. He sent the basketball directly to the top of the mountain for sightseeing. And this was the third block of the Hammer in the first quarter. Big Ben, Hamilton, and Prince each ate one. .” Kenny Smith also shouted excitedly.
"Hammer, try to block ten shots today."
"Boss, send him a few blocks."
Marbury and others came over and gave Li Ba a high-five to celebrate.
The Pistons re-attacked with 9 seconds left.
Okur served from the left line. He saw Hamilton running to the right corner and immediately threw a long pass.
Joe Johnson tried desperately to keep up with Hamilton's movement, but still couldn't keep up and was thrown off.
Undead got the open space again and immediately shot a three-pointer.
"boom!"
Basketball hoop.
"The vacancy was missed?"
Many people in the Palace of Auburn Hills hugged their heads, with expressions of disbelief and pity.
Joe Johnson looked back and saw the basketball bouncing over and reaching out to catch the ball. Hamilton appeared behind him, jumped up first and took the basketball away.
At this time, Marion jumped up from the low post on the right wing, but Hamilton jumped again and threw a zero-degree mid-range shot against Marion.
"Shua!"
Splashes appeared.
10:10, the two teams tied again.
"Joe, he's right behind you, why doesn't he get in? Why doesn't he jump for the rebound? Are you waiting for the ball to drop in your hands?"
Li Ba stared at Joe Johnson.
This is a matter of attitude, not ability, and he is a little angry.
The defense itself is poor, and if there is a problem with the attitude, then it is really a four-on-five on the defensive end.
"Sorry, boss, it's my fault." Joe Johnson raised his hand quickly and said.
"You only have the right to take ten shots this time, and you'll leave after you've taken the shot, and let Barbosa come up." Li Ba said without hesitation.
"Okay, boss, I see." Joe Johnson said helplessly.
The Suns attacked, Joe Johnson ran to the left wing for the ball, and he wanted revenge.
Marbury gave the ball, and Joe Johnson began back-hitting Hamilton.
He weighed 109 kilograms, while the latter only weighed 84 kilograms. He played from the back. It was a tank arching a wooden fence. The Pistons absolutely couldn't agree.
But Joe Johnson held his breath and wanted to pick two.
Prince is also only 98 kilograms, the strength and tonnage are too far behind him, he is confident that he will fight two.
At this time, James Posey came to meet him, and Joe Johnson made a pass fake, which made Prince look back, and then took the opportunity to turn over and shoot a jumper.
"boom!"
The basketball hits the hoop.
The ball was on the heads of Li Ba and Da Ben, they jumped up almost simultaneously without any movement.
But Li Ba bounced a little faster, touched the ball first, tapped it, and then took off a second time to catch the basketball.
"Re-cast!"
Li Ba threw it to Joe Johnson.
"Boom!"
Joe Johnson back-arched Prince, then hit a jumper in front of Hamilton.
As he jumped, Hamilton slapped him on the wrist.
"flute!"
The referee blew his whistle.
"boom!"
The basketball hit the hoop and rolled into it.
"yeah!"
It was two plus one at a time, and Joe Johnson excitedly yelled at Li Ba.
"Good job!" Li Ba encouraged.
Plus free throws, 13:10, the Suns lead away again.