Anthony the Reborn

Chapter 82 The Power of Hormones

Anthony squeezed his fists and stood up. There was an invisible pressure on his shoulders. Before the second half started, there was a 10-point gap, but now it has directly become 20 points. The Mavericks are strong. If he didn't catch up, the point difference now is simply the rhythm of death.

This is really a fight to the death, it seems that the determination to break the boat is coming!

Anthony walked towards D'Antoni, and couldn't help but think of the previous game against the Clippers. At that time, the Clippers were also more than ten points behind the Nuggets. He remembered that Brand used his dominant offensive and defensive performance to reverse the situation on his own. The situation on the field.

Thinking of this, Anthony turned his head and looked at the scoreboard, 58:78, the dazzling red score, 20 points difference, I am afraid that it is not only a dominant level, but a phenomenal performance is the only way to turn the situation around.

At this moment, Anthony glanced at Fox in the stands, who was waving his hands back and forth to signal him, because the contrast with the color of the clothes next to him could be noticed even from such a distance.

Anthony felt a sudden impulse in his heart, stretched out his index finger and middle finger and put them on his mouth for a kiss, then stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Fox, and his heart was also bold and vigorous: Since I am destined to be Xiang Yu and Yu Ji to watch the battle, then let me play this role well. A backwater battle!
When Fox saw Anthony's actions, his face flushed instantly, as if a jade rabbit was jumping in his arms, his breathing became rapid, and he kneaded his hands back and forth.

"Melo played, but the Nuggets played badly in the second half. Coach Mike was still too conservative. If Melo could be replaced earlier, maybe the situation wouldn't be so bad." Brown looked at the field With the score above, I couldn't help but question D'Antoni's formation.

"Perhaps in Mike's heart, the purpose of this game is not to win, but just to practice the lineup? After all, Melo has just returned from injury. If he plays too long and causes a second injury, it will not be worth the loss." Johnson also He dragged his chin and guessed.

The people watching the game on the sidelines were discussing heatedly. Anthony is now returning to the game with his fists clenched. Wang Zhizhi, Nene, Boykins and Miller are playing with him. Because of Leonard, At this moment, Miller can only temporarily play the role of shooting guard.

Boykins dribbled the ball from the backcourt to the frontcourt. His speed was unquestionable, and he was no better than Nash. After successfully advancing to the frontcourt, he handed the ball to Miller, and he It is quickly slipping to the bottom line.

Anthony then took the initiative to come up to do the pick and roll for Miller.

Nash really has experience. He knew that Miller's three-point ability was not strong. Seeing Anthony's pick-and-roll, he shrank back directly, bypassing Anthony and successfully avoiding being blocked.

Anthony didn't succeed in a pick-and-roll, and he didn't care. He got up and then another pick-and-roll in the opposite direction. This time, he learned his lesson and was some distance away from Miller. Nash had no room to retreat.

After a solid pick-and-roll, Anthony and Miller switched defenders.

As soon as the defense was successfully switched, Anthony pulled away to the right without stopping for a moment.

"Miller, give the ball!"

As soon as Anthony distanced himself from Miller, he put Nash behind him with his big butt, and stretched out his hand for the ball.

Miller also knew that it would be difficult to keep a distance from the Mavericks by running and bombing at this moment. Seeing Anthony's move, he threw the ball over without thinking.

Nash was singled out by Anthony's misplacement. He hurriedly called Walker to come over to help defend, and at the same time kept pulling balls into Anthony's arms to disrupt Anthony's offensive rhythm.

Anthony saw Walker who came to help defend, and then saw Miller who was left outside the three-point line. Instead of passing the ball, he directly hit Nash and turned right before Walker came up to help defend. Pull up the shot.

Reach out, flex your fingers, move your wrist.

coherent movement.

A picturesque pose.

"Shh!"

The ball fell into the net bag precisely across a beautiful arc.

"Great!"

Fox in the stands couldn't help shouting, and clenched her small hands into fists and waved them, venting her already restless mood.

After scoring, Anthony didn't show too many emotional changes. He yelled for his teammates to retreat into the defense.

The Mavericks' offense, they are still playing the run-and-bomb tactics they are good at. Nash kept calling his teammates for pick-and-rolls in the positional battle. Hit a large two-pointer from the three-point line.

Both sides hit the first pitch back from the timeout.

Ball exchange.

"Defend! Defend!..."

The fans at the scene continued to cheer for the home team. Although they had already led by as much as 20 points, they obviously felt that it was not enough. You must know that the team's average point difference per game during the ten-game winning streak was 25 points.

Anthony's face was still calm, and his emotions were not affected by the fans at the scene. He only looked up at the remaining time of the third quarter, 8 minutes and 32 seconds.

Turning around and running to the frontcourt, Anthony did not repeat the previous pick-and-roll action this time. Against a team like the Mavericks, and facing Nash, he would definitely see through the repeated tactics at a glance. After he went to the frontcourt, he slipped directly to the baseline go.

Seeing Anthony's move, Wang Zhizhi slipped from the bottom corner to a 45-degree angle on the right.

After Anthony reached the bottom line, he suddenly leaned against Walker, and his glasses kept gesturing to Miller who was holding the ball on the outside. After seeing Miller understand what he meant, he suddenly accelerated and circled Walker made a super big turn of almost 360 degrees.

Walker, who was caught off guard, was directly thrown behind him.

After Anthony shook off Walker, he didn't stop taking a step. He pointed his right hand to the sky, followed by three steps in one breath, and jumped up when he was about one meter away from the basket.

Miller saw Anthony's action, and he was ready to throw the ball directly into the sky.

Bradley, who was guarding the inside line, discovered Anthony's intentions at this time, and he directly greeted him with his height and arm length.

Anthony caught the ball thrown by Miller in mid-air, and it was very obvious that it was stuck in the air.

The shouts of the fans in the audience suddenly stopped in unison.

Fox and many other female viewers opened their mouths wide and looked at Anthony who stopped in mid-air.

Anthony grabbed the ball, saw Bradley coming up, and the scene of McGrady riding a dunk flashed in his mind. He didn't flinch at all, opened his hands, and dunked directly towards Bradley.

Seeing the menacing Anthony, Bradley, who was about to block him, was shocked, his heart skipped a beat, and he turned sideways involuntarily.

"Oh!"

If there is a muffled thunder on the flat ground, Anthony will directly slam dunk with both hands in front of Bradley.

Bradley couldn't dodge in time, and the slam dunk directly turned into a dunk.

"beep!"

The referee's whistle sounded immediately, and Bradley blocked the foul!
Anthony hung his hands on the basket, swayed and rubbed on Bradley's shoulders twice, and then jumped back onto the court.

Learning what McGrady would do in the future, he turned around and immediately gave Bradley a vicious look.

Bradley felt aggrieved at first, but seeing Anthony's eyes now, he immediately moved his eyes away in fear.

Fox directly covered her mouth with her hands. The visual impact of Anthony's ball was too great, too direct, too brutal, and she was speechless for a while.

"God! Melo..." Brown had only said two words, but he was too excited to say the rest.

"It's brutal! Violent! Perfect!" Johnson stood up from the commentary stand completely uncontrollably at this moment, waving his fist in Anthony's direction.

Anthony's body stretched, coupled with the perfect stare behind him, set off by Bradley's big bamboo pole, this ball can be said to be rare in ten years, no wonder the two commentators were so excited.

After Anthony stared at Bradley, he walked to the free throw line unhurriedly.

But immediately, he saw a thick-backed guy rushing towards him.

With a "bang", without any surprise, Nene gave Anthony a big bear hug.

Miller, Wang Zhizhi, Boykins, and the rest of the Nuggets hugged Anthony one by one. Even the shortest Boykins rushed up and hung on Anthony's shoulders.

The moment Anthony rode the dunk began to be replayed on the top of the screen. The fans at the scene stood up and applauded Anthony consciously at this moment. They were lucky to be able to see this kind of performance.

"The buckle of the century!" Brown recovered from the shock at this moment, and said the second half of his sentence.

Anthony slowly walked to the free throw line, he turned his head and glanced in the direction of Fox, and then turned back to see the ball thrown by the referee.

"Whoo~"

Anthony breathed a sigh of relief to ease his emotions a little.

I don't know why, but after he came up, he was very excited. The buckle just now was full of strength all over his body. Think about it, maybe it came from the power of hormones.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Anthony squatted down and made a steady hit to add penalties, helping the Nuggets narrow the point difference to seventeen points.

Anthony's goal was wonderful, but the Mavericks were not affected in the slightest. They had the initiative, and they still played the bombardment tactics they were good at in a leisurely manner.

Nash advanced to a 45-degree angle on the right, called Nowitzki to play a pick-and-roll, and then used his fast movement speed to get inside from Wang Zhizhi's side.

Bradley also raised Nene to the free throw line at the same time, leaving the Nuggets' inside line in a leaky state.

Anthony saw the Mavericks' offense and suddenly moved slowly to Nene's side.

Nash took the opportunity to quickly enter the hinterland of the Nuggets, and made a direct throw to Konglan.

At this moment, a blue figure suddenly came up from behind, rushed out from the sideways, and flew towards Nash's running ball without warning.

(End of this chapter)