NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 309 James who did not step into the same river

Paul continued to play pick-and-roll with Ayton, and the precise pass once again bypassed Meng Hua's five fingertips and sent it to Ayton.

Ayton catches the ball, leans on his back, turns and throws.

Snapped!
Nong Mei had been waiting for him for a long time, and slapped the ball out, rewarding him with hot pot again.

James grabbed the ball, had a good opportunity to switch offense and defense, and was about to speed up, but was fouled by Paul.

This shot was very vicious. Seeing that he treated James like this, Meng Hua felt secretly relieved, which meant that he was not targeting himself.

James touched his arm and continued to walk forward. Many of the fouls against him were fierce, and he had long been used to it.

Who made him so powerful and huge.

When he saw how the peak O'Neal was fouled inside, he was no longer angry.

The referees are sympathetic to the weak. Many fouls on O'Neill were not even whistled, and Paul's fouls on himself were just not fouled by the referee.

Meng Hua served the ball from the sideline, and Westbrook whispered to him after receiving the ball: "In a while, you pick and roll and cut outside, and hit that mad dog well."

The two were muttering, and Paul had already noticed it, and he also pulled Bridges to confess a few words.

Westbrook held the ball at 45 degrees on the left wing. Meng Hua stepped up as a screen, blocked Bridges with one foot, leaned on him with his back, and then he was about to cut outside.

He stepped out with his right foot, and before he touched the ground, he suddenly felt his arm being tightened. Needless to say, Bridges must have made a small move.

Meng Hua flicked his arm, but Bridges had already let go, and then chased after Westbrook.

As long as he prevents him from making three-pointers from the outside, it is enough. Bridges definitely has expert advice on this catch.

Westbrook was very upset that he didn't make a pick-and-roll and didn't teach Meng Hua a lesson. He was transported to the top of the arc, made a comeback, and continued to call Meng Hua.

Meng Hua continued his efforts, raised his hands high, blocked Bridges with his feet and waist, turned around and took a slight step, and floated beyond the three-point line.

His hands were raised so high that Bridges dared not grab him again.

Westbrook can't wait to pass the ball, Meng Hua catches the ball and shoots, and Paul is two meters away from him.

Swish!
Fits perfectly.

Bridges should have given up Westbrook to defend Meng Hua, but the first time he succeeded with a small move, the second time he wanted to continue to use it. Seeing Meng Hua raised his hands high, he didn't dare to grab, his head was dazed, and Meng Hua was already outside the three-point line.

The ever-changing situation on the court requires a clear mind at any time, and he obviously can't do this.

The point difference widened to 16 points, Paul's face was very smelly.

Meng Hua stepped forward to put up the defense, ready to beat the dog in the water.

Paul didn't catch the ball, and went straight out of the baseline, and he wanted to serve.

Meng Hua was a little strange, but it didn't matter, he didn't dare to be with Paul, just followed him closely.

Meng Hua opened his hands and danced while waving his long arms, trying to interfere with Paul's pass as much as possible.

He stared at Paul intently.

Paul suddenly shouted: "I'll smash you to death." The ball in his hand hit him hard.

Meng Hua was stunned, and his thoughts turned: "He must be fake. If he was going to hit me, why would he shout?"

Without blinking, he continued to stare at Paul.

Paul was also taken aback, thinking to himself, didn't he react?
So for the second time, he made a gesture to hit Meng Hua.

Meng Hua still didn't move, making an expression of blinking.

Now Paul was embarrassed. He wanted to scare his opponent, but unfortunately he didn't respond. He had no choice but to throw the ball to Booker, but he couldn't vent the anger in his heart.

Booker also felt that Paul seemed to be fighting balloons, so he planned to do it alone for this ball.

After halftime, he no longer ran without the ball, and directly competed with Rivers, showing his attitude, I just want to eat you alone.

After all, he is the boss of the sun, and the four are scattered to the weak side to prevent him from being flanked.

Booker lucked and lucked, and Rivers made defensive shots.

Booker simply collected the ball and shot a three-pointer.

Rivers was quick on his feet and pounced on him.

Booker is Booker, and shooting against people doesn't seem to affect his shooting percentage.

Swish!
Rivers can only serve as his scope.

This goal gave the Suns a sigh of relief. After Meng Hua made a three-pointer, they were already 16 points behind. If the point difference widened, the game would really be confessed.

Taking a breath, Booker encouraged his teammates while returning to defense: "It's okay, we will definitely recover."

Chase back?
Westbrook glanced at him and sneered secretly.

In this game, Westbrook broke through the confinement of his body, and became more and more courageous as he fought. No matter who his opponent was, he felt that he would definitely win.

Westbrook accelerated, went outside the three-point line, followed the circle to the bottom corner, luck and luck, from left to right, and turned the Suns defense upside down.

He did it on purpose. At this time, he is quite in a state of reducing dimensionality and attacking. It has been a long time since he has fought such a rich battle.

Three laps to the left and three laps to the right, with his neck twisted and his butt twisted. After Westbrook had played enough, he passed the ball lightly to James, which should be a pleasure for the boss.

James cursed secretly, time is almost running out, aren't you throwing the blame?Thinking that he often passed like this, he was a little embarrassed, so he had to make a three-pointer.

Booker is quite accurate in shooting three-pointers against others, but it does not mean that others can also be accurate in shooting three-pointers against him.

Bang!
James hit the iron and spread his hands at Westbrook. I tried my best.

Booker continued to attack, a little bit to prove that he can do without Paul holding the ball.

He is the boss of the Suns, but it's a bit embarrassing. Before Paul came, he didn't even play in the playoffs.

So everyone can't help but associate the Suns' record with Paul's coming to vote.

Paul had already proved himself before casting the sun, but Booker hadn't proved himself until Paul's arrival.

Just like in the selection of MVP, the Suns clearly won the first place, but because Paul is likely to divide the votes, Booker may not get it.

Similar to FMVP odds, Booker's odds are not ranked high because of Paul's existence.

So Booker also wants to prove himself that he can do without Paul. He didn't make the playoffs before because his teammates haven't grown up yet.

Sometimes, the more you want to prove yourself, the more you may not be able to prove yourself. Haste makes waste.

Just like Westbrook before, he held back his energy and wanted to prove that he could adapt to the Lakers, but he tried too hard, but the result was counterproductive.

Booker broke through, Rivers did not lose his position, Booker made a strong three-step move, and dodged with a lever in the air. He threw the ball, but still failed to score.

Monk's face was ugly. During this period, the Suns' offense was a bit difficult to open.

He wanted to call a timeout, but he was afraid that after the timeout, the team did not adjust, but let others adjust.

They have studied it before. The Lakers are notorious for the three collapses of the lake. In this quarter, they must defeat them and recover the score.

Forget it, let's not call a timeout, and wait a little longer.

Monk held back and decided to continue to wait and see. Vogel was not in a hurry, and he was not in a hurry.

Westbrook is here again, almost a replica of the previous round.

Worried about his breakthrough, Bridges did not follow closely and let him shoot.

But Westbrook ignored his defense again and flirted with Meng Hua again.

Bridges yelled angrily, but Westbrook gave it to him again.

Westbrook continued to drive around the baseline and continued to pass the ball to James.

This time, James, who vowed not to step into the same river, made a three-pointer.

Monk immediately asked for a timeout.

(End of this chapter)