NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 311 Paul really fell, Meng Hua fouled for the fifth time
If the Suns want to recover the score, they must start with defense. Offense alone cannot contain the Lakers.

Westbrook showed his heroic qualities again, broke through Bridges and succeeded in a layup, and responded to Paul's swaying goal in a small way.

The sun continued to attack, it wasn't Meng Hua's defense, Paul was like a fish in water, but he didn't feel comfortable enough after all, so he instructed Claude to single-play Meng Hua in the low position.

Claude didn't want to fight. He had already experienced it in the last game. Meng Hua was tough enough and had enough strength in his lower body, so he wasn't that easy to fight.

But when the big brother spoke, he had no choice but to ask for a position inside.

Luckily, Meng Hua didn't press close to him, he got to the position easily, and the big brother was better, probably he could already see that the other party was panting.

Yes, it should be like this, otherwise, how could they change to defend Big Brother.

Thinking of this, Claude was full of energy, tested his back, dribbled the ball with his right hand, and was about to hit it in.

He hit the ball with his right palm, but he missed it. He looked down and saw that something was wrong, the ball had already been intercepted by Meng Hua.

Claude chased after him. Meng Hua looked at James. James pointed to Westbrook and yelled, "Pass, pass forward."

James was in a hurry, and a long pass was thrown, and the ball just went around Bridges' fingers.

Westbrook caught the ball, soared into the sky, and the dunk ended.

With a gap of 20 points, the Suns have only one breath left.

Only in times of crisis can the true qualities of a hero be revealed.

The Suns used their most stable scoring method, Booker ran without the ball, and Paul sent weapons.

Swish!
Booker ran to a 45-degree angle on the left wing and made a pass from Paul.

Swish!
Booker bypassed Ayton to cover, and received a pass from Paul at the top of the arc.

Swish!
Booker bypassed the double screens of Ayton and Bridges, received a pass from Paul at a 45-degree angle on the right wing, and hit it again.

In just 2 minutes, the Suns once again approached the score to 11 points, because the Lakers were all on fire.

Vogel didn't call a timeout, he made a substitution, replaced James with Bradley, and it was James who defended Booker. Since Booker ran without the ball, he used Bradley to chase him and let James rest.

Booker's glory is no longer, but the Lakers' offense has also stagnated.

Booker hit the iron twice in a row, and Paul connected with Crowder again.

This time it was outside, and he didn't force Claude to hit Meng Hua with his back.

This time, Claude was still cut off.

The moment the ball was lifted, it was quickly cut away by Meng Hua.

This ball completely destroyed Claude's self-confidence. Only then did he know why Paul kept using small moves, and he also knew what level of defense Paul was facing.

Even last season's opponent in the finals, holiday brother Holiday's defense, is far from Meng Hua's.

Claude, who had no fighting spirit, soon made his third mistake, which was intercepted by Meng Hua again. Fortunately, the last two mistakes did not cause a fast break.

Monty was speechless, so he had to replace Johnson.

Vogel doesn't care about the frequent strikes between the two teams. Now is their weak offensive period. As long as this period of time passes, James, who has returned from a rest, will definitely lead them to defeat the Suns.

After five consecutive irons, the Lakers finally made a breakthrough and continued to hit the iron for the sixth time. The basket seemed to be covered.

But this time, they have someone to grab the board.

Meng Hua moved ghostly, raided the sun's empty basket, appeared on the left side of the backboard, and made a one-handed layup.

At such a short distance, it was not difficult to make a tip-up. Since he hit the ball, the Suns gave up.

Maybe it's because he rushed too fast and didn't release the strength in the horizontal direction, but the ball didn't make up for it.

Meng Hua jumped and made up again, but the accident still happened, and he still didn't make it.

Meng Hua jumped again, the ball hit him, but still missed.

The Suns reacted, and just about to jump, Meng Hua took off again, and this time he finally made up the ball.

Monty was so angry that he yelled off the court.

But Johnson can't be blamed. In addition to grabbing rebounds, the rhythm of take-off is also very important.

Judging that the ball is going to be scored, naturally he will not waste his energy to take off. Who would know that he made four consecutive make-ups before he made it.

The Lakers took the lead, and the relaxed Su Qun laughed: "Meng Hua is a badass, this time he scored four offensive rebounds."

Ke Fan also laughed loudly: "He really dared to swipe. Fortunately, he got in at the end, otherwise he would be ashamed."

TNT studio, O'Neill and others couldn't help laughing.

O'Neill has found the material of the five embarrassments, while others have found topics to explain.

It has been dull to strike iron, and this tip-up can be regarded as opening their chatterbox.

In the end, Smith concluded lightly: "From these details, it can be seen that Meng Hua's basic skills are still not solid enough."

Westbrook on the court also laughed, patted Meng Hua's head, and beat him desperately: "Hua, your level of stats is even worse than LeBron and I."

Meng Hua grimaced: "I don't care about rebounds. What I care about is the shooting percentage, which has dropped a lot."

Westbrook smiled and said: "It's okay, I'll send you a few more in a while, and you can get in a few more."

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

In the next game, the two sides fell into an iron battle again.

At the end of the third quarter, the Lakers led 22-21 by 1 point in a single quarter, and entered the fourth quarter with a 13-point advantage.

Vogel smiled, feeling a little uncomfortable. After all, this kind of thing has never happened before.

"Boys, you played very well. You proved yourself. Hold on for another 12 minutes. We will make those who look down on us pay the price."

Westbrook continued excitedly: "Now I feel that there is great power in my body, and no one can defeat us."

Vogel praised: "Very good, you have always been strong when you meet the strong, and now the outside world is looking down on you, so let's slap them in the face with actions."

Westbrook was about to say again, Vogel held him down: "If we can't win the Suns, I will definitely dismiss get out of class. It is estimated that many of you will not stay with the Lakers. No matter what you want to say, wait until you win this series. Now, let's win this away game first."

"Fight." James clenched his fists and cheered for the team.

As soon as the fourth quarter came up, both sides sent their main players into battle.

The Lakers attacked first, and Westbrook, who had finished the chicken blood, was full of murderous aura, and Bridges, who was facing him, felt his neck getting colder and colder.

want to run?Too late!

Wei Shao drew his sword, and it shot coldly, attacking like a storm.

Bridges couldn't resist, and retreated steadily.

Westbrook has risen from the ground and made contributions again. This is his state.

There was another fifteen point gap, and Paul only felt that the sword was already hanging above his head, ready to stab down at any moment.

It was Meng Hua's defense again, and Paul's evil thoughts grew.

If you lose, you lose, and I can't be guarded like this by you.

Westbrook, who has been laughed at for a season, can be reborn from nirvana. I am afraid that you are a rookie.

Kill him suddenly, kill him suddenly.

Rationally told myself no, another Paul kept shouting in my heart.

Paul dribbles and crosses to the left to change direction. This is a crotch movement, not only the hips, but his head is also facing forward.

Meng Hua struggled and took a big step back.

Just then, Paul quickly pulled the ball back.

Meng Hua gritted his teeth, took two small steps, and opened his arms, weaving a net.

One step at a time, one step at a time, he was bumped by Paul and lost the initiative, and then he had to use pounces to save the defeat.

Paul predicted that he would pounce, dribbled the ball behind his left hand, caught the ball with his right hand, and ran forward.

Pfft!
Paul falls.

The referee whistled and Meng Hua fouled.

The moment the whistle sounded, Meng Hua stood with his hands raised high, and the old monk fell into meditation.

(End of this chapter)