NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 302 The Sun Was Forced Out of the Twin Towers
Monty glanced at Vogel, and said in his heart, "Xiaomian, I didn't know you would ask for a change. I was already prepared."

Vogel glanced back at him and thought to himself: "Desert, let you be so, if I want Paul, I will also make sarcastic remarks. No one has tactics, and someone needs to implement it."

Not really.

Westbrook is like entering no man's land, what tactics do he need?

He is now a big killer, a weapon used by others, and he beat the sun to the point of calling his father and mother, and he was defeated.

Westbrook passed Bridges who was defending him in one step. He even waited, deliberately braked, let the opponent rear-end, and then slammed the accelerator and walked away.

Bridges was humiliated twice and watched Westbrook go away.

Ayton and Paul picked and rolled, scored two goals, and were in a happy mood. Seeing Westbrook coming in, he patted his butt and actively defended.

Bang!
Thunder and fire.

The two collided fiercely in the air.

After the collision, Ayton's body fell, Westbrook continued to rise, and his long arm hit the basket to complete a dunk.

Westbrook roared, he could no longer vent his emotions on the spot, he had to spray farther, he ran to the sidelines, punched and roared.

Boos, thunderous boos bombarded him.

Westbrook was fearless and directly cut off these disturbances.

The players on the field had to retreat, and the benches off the field ran to his side one after another, praising him:
"Brilliant."

"It's awesome."

"It's awesome."

Westbrook was flustered, and was about to enter the fairy palace, when he suddenly heard someone shouting, "Come back and defend." He hurried back to the half court.

While he didn't run back to the half court, the Suns had already launched an offensive, playing five against four.

Paul chicken thief, passed to the unmarked Claude.

Claude gave up a three-pointer, strode towards the basket, and also completed a dunk.

No one is defending, there is no background, and the beauty is not as good as Westbrook's, but it is still two points.

Westbrook was a little embarrassed, and raised his hand to signal: "My fault, my fault."

With the ball, he is in a good mood, and it is much easier to admit his mistakes.

James played again, received a pass from Westbrook at the elbow, leaned on Booker, and tested his back twice.

Monty's eyebrows were furrowed, Westbrook opened it, and James was hilarious too, this ball can't be defended.

Then attack, hoping that the opponent's hand will automatically cool down.

Meng Hua touched Paul, but unfortunately he failed to steal the ball. Paul has a strong sense of security.

"Is it interesting to sneak around? How could this kind of ball break." Paul, who was in a cold sweat, scolded angrily.

"I've broken you two already. I promise you that this game will be the one you made the most mistakes in."

"Impossible!" Paul snorted, and you think you are a god if you cut me off. Don't you know that I am famous for making few mistakes?

"That's right, if you're too scared to go on stage, you won't make any mistakes." Meng Hua replied slowly but squarely.

Every time Paul provokes, he can fight back, and Paul doesn't give up, he has to provoke every once in a while.Because of this kind of provocation, it can also stimulate his own fighting spirit.What he didn't expect was that Meng Hua's fighting spirit would also be inspired.

From a certain point of view, the two are very similar. On the court, they are full of fighting spirit, eager to win, and only have winning in their eyes.

But it's different, Paul is the boss, even if he is the second child, the boss has to listen to him; but Meng Hua is only the fourth child.

After bickering and fighting, Paul also couldn't gain the upper hand. He was a little irritable, and was soon overwhelmed by his reason. He told himself that the more difficult it is, the more calm it is.

This time, Paul planned a double screen, and it was Ayton and Crowder again.

When Claude came up, it was obvious that there was still a small movement of his elbow, and he hit Meng Hua on the waist. He also saw that Meng Hua was difficult to deal with. Paul was their backbone. If someone was against Paul, of course he had to be eliminated.

Paul hit a jumper and pointed his sharp sword at Meng Hua, showing his domineering sideways.

Meng Hua touched his elbow, not convinced.

"Are you only doing this kind of small tricks? Is this the number one team in the NBA? I am so disappointed!"

Paul retorted: "You can hit the first place with small moves, why don't you hit one?"

The Lakers attack, or Westbrook holds the ball.

Westbrook advances slowly, not in a hurry, and he is a master when he plays confidently.

James ran without the ball and inserted into the paint from the top of the arc. Westbrook didn't pass, not because he didn't want to, because he was afraid of being cut off by Booker behind James.

He has promised his teammates that if he can't control the mistakes, he will hand over the ball.

Westbrook looked at Nong Mei, and when he was full of affection, he threw the ball to Nong Mei, just be steady, why take risks.

He turned to look at Meng Hua.

Seeing him turn his head, Bridges took a step back, ready to pinch his thick eyebrows.

A good defensive player must not only focus on his own one-acre three-point land, but must also be a good defensive player.

As soon as he retreated, Westbrook, who turned his head, moved.

Most of the time, Westbrook played very honestly, and his style of play was wide open.

As soon as you come up, show your family background and tell the enemy that labor and capital will beat you with the eighteen palms of the dragon today.

Honest monks also have times when they are dishonest.

Of course, Westbrook is the same. The way he looks at Meng Hua is a fake move.

Westbrook bypassed Bridges and ran to Thick Eyebrow.

The thick eyebrows understood, and passed a strike.

Westbrook received the ball, took off directly, and shouted at Ayton in the air: "Come on, come again."

Ayton pressed his thick eyebrows tightly, and didn't see Westbrook passing by. When he heard Westbrook's shout, Westbrook was already hanging on the basket.

It's another dunk, and Westbrook doesn't seem to stop if he doesn't smash the sun's basket.

The city was repeatedly lost, the sun was a little flustered, Monty replaced McGee and Johnson, and replaced Bridges and Crowder.

In the TNT studio, Smith, who hates iron and steel, cursed: "What is Monty doing, digging his own grave, replacing the two best defensive wings."

O'Neill said: "He is doing the opposite, using the inside twin towers to restrain Westbrook. God, how long has it been since the team changed their defensive strategy against Westbrook."

Barkley said: "The Suns are not easy to manage, and they are struggling. Monty is fighting hard."

The inner line has height, and the effect is still immediate.

Booker caught the ball outside the three-point line and made a jumper.

McGee, who had just played, grabbed the rebound in front of Meng Hua, flicked his wrist, and passed it to Booker on the outside.

Booker drew his sword out of its sheath and threw again.

Bang!
Still iron.

The basket huddled together, and Meng Hua stuck back to his position, pushing McGee out of the circle.

Something happened to Nongmei again, Ayton gave him a nudge, and picked off the board amidst Nongmei's yelling.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Meng Hua abandoned McKee and rushed towards Ayton.

With the cooperation of the two towers, Ayton dropped the ball to McGee, McGee caught the ball, pulled the green onions from the dry land under the basket, and gave the Lakers a dunk.

There are Suns fans, just turn on the elevator.

After seeing McGee's dunk, they celebrated wildly, and someone said disdainfully: "The Lakers' defense is so loose, McGee can be emptied at the basket, haha, who is defending McGee, it's rubbish."

After watching the replay, this person knew that Meng Hua was wrong.

Sometimes, we insist on a point of view, not because we think the point of view is right, but because we don't want to be refuted.

The person added: "No. 95 is rubbish, he can't even protect defensive rebounds."

(End of this chapter)