NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 257 Ninth Three Points!
Melon sank to the right wing, Rivers sank to the left wing, each pulling away the defenders.

Meng Hua is running without the ball.

Monk runs to James, looking to run a pick-and-roll.

James makes a hand-off pass, then runs 45 degrees to the right wing.

The Lakers' ball handler has become Monk, and Vogel still made changes at the critical moment.

This is not a threat of attack, but it caused a huge psychological shock to the Pelicans.

Ingram was very flustered. He didn't know what tactics the Lakers were going to play, so he could only follow James subconsciously.

Melo ran to Monk, Rivers crossed the baseline and ran to where Melo was.

After Melon screened, he dismantled to the left wing at a 45-degree angle, and Monk made the ball, a very critical pass.

Monk's hands were shaking, he told himself not to be nervous, but he couldn't help it.

Although nervous, the ball was passed steadily to Melo.

In his career, Melon has experienced this situation countless times, and he raised his hand.

How could there be an easy shot, and the defensive player pounced on him like a hungry tiger.

Melon predicted the defensive player's movement, dribbled the ball to the left, and avoided the pounce.

No more, no less, just ship it.

When he dribbles, the defender in the corner fills in the hole and bounces at him with all his might.

When he raised his arm, the defending player was already in the air, and the sky was full of giant spirit palms.

If he was a few years younger, Melon would still be able to shoot this ball, but now, he no longer has the speed and bounce.

So his few moves are still fake moves.

The older you get, the more demonic you become.

Melon passed the ball to Meng Hua who ran to the left corner, where Rivers was supposed to be, but he had already reached the right corner.

In the left corner, most right-handed players have a slightly lower shooting percentage than the right corner.

But Meng Hua is no different. No one in the Lakers is more accurate than him when shooting three-pointers from this position.

One step outside the three-point line, no matter which area, his shooting percentage is not much different.

Hayes, who defended him, had already pounced on Melon.

It's an empty basket, unless Hayes can pry open Newton's coffin boards and change direction mid-air.

So for Meng Hua, this is a sure shot.

The basketball crossed a beautiful arc, flew lightly to the basket, and fell into the net accurately under the watchful eye of everyone.

This shot brought the Smoothie King Arena into the severe winter, and everything froze in this moment, silently.

Meng Hua didn't celebrate, and counted silently, the eighth.

Vogel immediately replaced Melon with thick eyebrows.

Back in the backcourt, James clapped his hands and encouraged everyone: "Brothers, hold on, they are already panicking, the victory must be ours."

Panic?
Looking at McCollum who was dribbling in high spirits, Meng Hua didn't notice his panic at all. On the contrary, he saw the surging fighting spirit in his eyes.

Since the eldest brother James is so encouraging, he can't expose him.

McCollum dribbled the ball slowly, looking directly at Meng Hua aggressively.

It can be said that Meng Hua's determination was not weak, and he suddenly stared at him, and his heart skipped a beat.

No matter how strong the momentum is, there will be times when it will be suppressed.

Strength and weakness will transform each other, and the battlefield is changing rapidly. If you are trying to find a way to restrain the enemy, the enemy is also thinking of a way.

Just as Meng Hua blinked, McCollum moved and turned to the right. The ball flew past Meng Hua's fingers.

The duck he was about to get flew away, and Meng Hua was rather frustrated, but fortunately he did not lose his position, so he took a small step and continued to chase to the left.

McCollum handed the ball to his right hand and turned back to the left to open up the shooting space.

His absolute speed is not fast, but the rhythm is very well grasped, and every step is on the time when Meng Hua was just doing the action.

McCollum kicked off and made a three-pointer.

Swish!
Hollow thirds.

So smooth and streamlined, he only used three basic movements, cross dribbling to the right, turn around after receiving the ball, and shoot a jumper.

McCollum pursed his thick lips, gently blew on the barrel, enjoying the overwhelming cheers from the home fans.

It was a little bit close again, Meng Hua shook his arm angrily, but if the bounce speed was faster, the ball would still be able to catch it.

Vogel made another substitution, and this time the Pelicans followed suit, replacing the slow-moving Varan.

Five against five.

Amidst the boos all over the sky, James held the ball at the top of the arc.

The thirty-year-old man has rich experience in the playoffs. These boos cannot affect him, but if it affects his teammates, it will actually affect him as well.

Monk was booed so impetuously that he spat trash talk with Graham, who was marking him, and his mind was not on basketball itself.

Fortunately, Meng Hua is not physically disabled and has a strong mind, so he resorted to the pick-and-roll that the Lakers are good at.

James took a step across, and there was no one five meters in front of him, and it was all an open area.

The Pelicans actually chose to double-team Meng Hua, which made James, who has experienced many battles, feel incredible.

Breaking into the inside, two points is stable, but the team is three points behind, the Pelicans will delay time, and the team is still very passive.

If he is not passive, how can the Pelicans let him go.

James took a step back and chose to shoot a three-pointer.

His mind is clear, but his body can't keep up with his head.

Bang!
The iron strikes and the ball bounces high.

A bunch of people crowded together under the basket, all trying to reach the ball.

Melon leaped high and hit the ball hard.

With experience, awareness and remaining physical fitness, Melon returned to the peak at this moment.

Meng Hua started immediately and rushed towards the direction where Melon was hitting the ball.

Ingram and Hayes also started, with their backs to the basket, and when they saw Meng Hua move, they followed suit.

Don't look at the ball, just look at the people.

When Meng Hua received the ball, there were two tall men in front of him. It would be nice if he could protect the ball. How could he still have the ability to shoot?

There are always more ways than difficulties.

You can't go forward, you can go backward.

Meng Hua took a step back and made a three-point shot, but his body also fell back on the floor.

Ingram and Hayes reacted quickly, and both rushed towards Meng Hua, even colliding with each other.

Meng Hua was still faster than them. As soon as his foot touched the ground, he shot the ball. It was not a matter of height, but of speed.

Vogel and Green on the sidelines moved almost in sync, their eyes followed the basketball, and their expressions were the same.

Ingram and Hayes both turned their heads, even faster than they pounced on Meng Hua.

James, who was rushing out, also turned around, hoping to grab the rebound as soon as possible.

The four strong men under the basket pushed and shoved each other while raising their heads. Everyone wanted to judge the landing point of the ball first, so as to occupy a favorable terrain and grab the rebound.

The ball flew to the highest point and began to fall.

The white shadow flashed, someone vacated, and wanted to catch the ball immediately, but he was too anxious, the ball hadn't hit the iron yet, so how could he know which direction it would fall to.

Zijin Ying found another person soaring into the sky, he was still in a hurry, he didn't want to jump early, but was affected by the opponent who took off early.

Pfft!
The remaining two big men under the basket pushed each other, and finally lost their center of gravity and staggered.

Swish!
The ball goes in, hollow ball.

The ninth three-pointer!
Meng Hua clenched his fists and cheered for himself.

Excellent, the labor and management are really excellent.

The score was tied and the Pelicans requested a timeout.

30 seconds left.

In 30 seconds, someone will be in heaven.

Those who stepped on hell went up.

(End of this chapter)