one-handed ball

Chapter 227 Zheng Ke's Counterattack

The Toyota Center Arena was buzzing with people, and fans could be seen everywhere holding high the placards saying "Getting close to the Finals". People had relaxed smiles on their faces, chatting with each other about basketball.

"Finally we are going to the finals again. After Hakeem (Olajuwon) won the championship in 95, we are going to enter the finals for the first time."

"Yeah, but having said that, the Timberwolves are really good. A group of young players can actually play this role. If it weren't for our overwhelming advantage inside, the outcome is really hard to say."

"Daryl Morey is still amazing. The Ron (Artest) he found in the summer is really good. So far in this round of the series, Zheng Ke's average scoring is only 29.7 points per game. He has contributed a lot."

"Shrimp? 29.7 points is still called only?"

"Of course, you don't know that Zheng Ke averaged more than 30 points per game in the first two rounds. He averaged 38 points per game when he played against the Lakers. It's super fierce."

The referee on duty today is Dick Bavita. This living fossil-level old referee holds the record for the most law enforcement games in the NBA, and the record is still being refreshed.If he came to serve as the referee to enforce the game, it would be convincing.

Zheng Ke was at the free-throw line with a blank face, performing jump shot warm-up training.

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

He made jump shots with rhythmic breathing, and every shot of the basketball was like a missile with a positioning device, passing through the net precisely.

It didn't take long for the appearance ceremony to begin, and the lights in the Toyota Center were all extinguished.

The visiting team played first, and the Timberwolves' starting lineup was introduced, including Billups, Afflalo, Anderson, Love and Zheng Ke who played last.Up to now, when Zheng Ke played, there was no strong booing at the Toyota Center. Maybe they already thought that the Timberwolves must lose. After all, in the long history of the NBA, there are only a few times when they fall behind 1 to 3 and come back. Second-rate.

Zheng Ke's eyes drooped, his expression remained unchanged, but the flame in his heart burned more vigorously.

After communicating with the technical desk staff, Bavita summoned the starting players from both sides who had already prepared, and walked towards the center of the field with the basketball in his other hand.

Players on both sides expertly found their positions and began to prepare for mid-circle jump shots.

Anderson and Yao Ming crossed their arms and looked at each other. They waited for the moment when the basketball flew into the sky, shouted at the same time, and jumped up.

"Snapped."

Anderson was the first to tap the basketball, which flew a little far away. Billups took two quick steps, picked up the basketball that was about to roll to the bottom line, and then began to advance across the half court.

Timberwolves first offense.

It was still a familiar routine and the same route. Zheng Ke used the cover of Love's wide body from the bottom line to the top line, and Billups passed the ball immediately.

Zheng Ke caught the ball and turned around to make a jumper.

"Shh!"

Just like the opening warm-up training, wonderful rhythm, standard posture, perfect goal.

"Back to defense!" Zheng Ke stepped back quickly, stretched out his arms, and gave a high-five to Billups who was also backing up. The tacit understanding between the two was beyond words.

Offensive and defensive rotation, the Rockets' offensive opportunity.

After leading the ball a few times from the outside, Battier received the ball at 45 degrees from the three-point line. He looked warily at Zheng Ke, who was waiting in full force, and then saw Yao Ming, who was about to stay inside.

He subconsciously passed the basketball inside.

As soon as the basketball was thrown from his hands, Zheng Ke jumped up like a compressed spring.The speed is fast, the accuracy of the strike is outrageous, and he grabbed Battier's pass.

"Quick attack!"

Zheng Ke quickly threw the basketball forward, and then followed with strides.

His speed is too fast, the speed ability value of 95 is already at the top level, and the speed in individual events is almost at the level of Iverson, and when he runs, he is like a strong wind.

After a few steps, Battier watched helplessly as Zheng Ke's back became smaller and smaller in his field of vision.

Zheng Ke rushed into the three-point line, rushed into the free throw line area, and then rose in one step!

"boom!"

He twisted his body in the air, filling the frame with one hand.

4 to 0, Zheng Kelian scored 4 points in the opening game.

The Rockets did not have any emotional fluctuations. Brooks still suppressed his speed, slowly pushed the ball across the half court, and then began to pretend to direct the offense.

After directing for a while, Brooks lobbed the ball to Yao Ming.

Anderson pushed Yao Ming with all his strength, his face became a little crimson, and the blue veins on his arms were clearly visible.

Yao Ming frowned. He felt that Anderson's defensive strength seemed to be stronger today.

But it didn’t bother him, he held the basketball high, his head was slightly shifted, and he kept track of the players’ positions on the field, paying special attention to Zheng Ke’s dynamics, because Zheng Ke often went around and stole his basketball in the first few games.

Yao Ming dribbled the basketball and felt the strength of the backrest was still strong. He took a small step with his left foot, his body swayed, and he made a fake move. Anderson's center of gravity immediately shifted.Then he took a right step with his left foot, turned his body around, grabbed the basketball and made a shot fake, and Anderson immediately jumped up.

Holding the basketball in his right hand, Yao Ming passed under Anderson's right side, and stretched out his hand to send the basketball, which easily hit the board into the frame.

"Wow!"

The cheers of the audience immediately sounded at the scene, and the Rockets players on the bench jumped up one after another, throwing towels.

"It's really amazing. Yao Ming's basic footwork is really solid, coupled with his flexible shooting movements and extremely soft touch, it is simply a powerful killer."

"That's right. In the previous four games, Anderson had six fouls and left the field every time. He was so easy to be fooled. What's more, he couldn't do without jumping when he encountered Yao Ming's realistic fake moves."

Anderson's face remained unchanged, and he sent the baseline ball with a gloomy face.As the Timberwolves' starting center for a season, his performance was highly praised during the regular season. With an average of 2.5 blocks per game, he even had the best team vote at the end of the season.But in the playoffs, he suffered repeated setbacks. Whether it was Oden, Aldridge, Platzbeer, Bynum, Gasol or now Yao Ming, everyone was stronger than him in strength and height. It was extremely painful.At the same time, the outside world's evaluation of him has also been declining.

Billups extended his right hand and made tactical instructions.

Just like the Rockets like to play Yao Ming, the Timberwolves also like to start from their strongest point. After everyone pulled away, they lobbed the ball to Zheng Ke inside.

Behind Zheng Ke is Shane Battier, and Yao Ming is watching from the other side not far away.Anderson, who has almost zero attack power and almost only dunks, has no way to complete the task of attracting attention at the moment. In this regard, he is not as good as Channing Frye, who has a good shot.

Battier bent his arms against Zheng Ke's back, and he could feel the huge energy contained in Zheng Ke's strong back.

The next moment, Zheng Ke's back magnified in his pupils, and then hit his uplifted chest with a "bang".

Battier snorted, and couldn't stop taking a small step back. Then he reacted, stepped forward immediately, and rushed forward.

Zheng Ke leaned back, his eyes were firm and his posture was graceful.

hit!

Although Shane Battier's warding method is a bit scary, Zheng Ke, relying on thousands of trainings and a good shooting rhythm, pulled out the basketball in his hand and still passed through his heart.

6:2.

Zheng Ke came up and made three of three shots. His condition looked so good that Adelman on the sidelines frowned deeply. He had a bad feeling in his heart. Zheng Ke seemed to shoot too smoothly.

Looking back, with the Rockets' offense, Brooks had an open three-pointer from the outside. He chose to shoot, and the basketball hit the edge of the basket and bounced out.

The rebound was grabbed by Love who was waiting on the side. In terms of rebounds, the Timberwolves did not lose to the Rockets, especially the backcourt rebounds. Zheng Ke, Love and Anderson usually protect the backcourt very well.

"Back to defense!"

The Rockets players were like frightened rabbits, retreating back to the defense quickly one by one, while keeping a close eye on Zheng Ke's movement.They were really terrified by the Timberwolves' defensive counterattack, especially Zheng Ke's scoring ability between offensive and defensive rotations was even more chilling, and he really did it like a bag.

Love had already raised the basketball with one hand. Seeing the Rockets retreat quickly, he laughed dryly, put the basketball down, and handed it to Billups who stretched out his hands for the ball.

Billups' bright head was shining under the light, he looked at Zheng Ke who was feeling a little fiery, and gave a "you continue" look in the past.

Zheng Ke was received, and after halftime, he took over the basketball.

Battier was waiting with open arms on the three-point line, Yao Ming was also staring at Zheng Ke in the interior, and McGrady, Brooks and others seemed to be ready to double-team Zheng Ke at any time.The Rockets players are not fools either. Seeing that Zheng Ke feels so hot, they naturally took the strictest precautions.

Zheng Ke grabbed the basketball with one hand and lowered it, his eyes half-closed.

Then his lazy eyes suddenly changed, and he shot a frightening cold light, his waist suddenly exerted force, his left foot kicked the ground to drive his whole body to jump up suddenly, he jumped into the mid-air, and at the same time made a textbook-like standard shot posture.

"Oops! How dare you shoot from such a distance!" Battier was shocked and wanted to defend.But Zheng Ke was at least one meter away from the three-point line, and he could only stretch out his arms in vain, hoping to interfere with Zheng Ke's shooting.

Seeing Zheng Ke shooting like this, the audience immediately exclaimed.

The arc of the basketball shot was not high, but it spun rapidly in the air. Under everyone's gaze, it hit the inner edge of the hoop and plunged into the net.

9 to 2, the Rockets requested a timeout.

Zheng Ke turned his head and walked to the bench. The camera gave him a close-up shot. His lips were slightly raised, his stern face exuded a bloodthirsty light, and unyielding flames burned in his bright black pupils. At that moment, He seemed to sound the clarion call for the Timberwolves to fight back between heaven and earth!

(End of this chapter)