one-handed ball

Chapter 298 Deterioration
Minnesota's player mentality has undergone subtle changes. As one of the team's best rookies this year, Gibson, who dared to compete with Duncan, dared not take a breath at this time.

Zheng Ke's heart was in a mess. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he did have an evil fire that he wanted to vent.

As the head coach Whitman, he has spent the past two days studying tactics and discussing countermeasures with his team. Seeing Zheng Ke's scene, he felt really sad and felt that all his efforts were in vain. .

The basketball concepts of the two collided extremely fiercely at this moment.

Zheng Ke felt that his idea was right.For a team like the Spurs to fight tactics, it is simply asking for a dead end.Only talent, only outstanding basketball talent can defeat such a team.Whether it was later Durant or James, they relied on their outstanding talents in the process of defeating the Spurs.Simple tactics, unreasonable style of play, but they can exert the greatest effect.

The cracks crept in at that moment, and were too obvious to be filled.

When they played, the two did not speak, the cold and unfamiliar atmosphere seemed to build an ice wall between the once intimate master and apprentice, separating the two ends.

The Timberwolves players became more silent than the Spurs, and Duncan was surprised to find this scene after returning from the timeout.Gibson, who always liked to chatter behind him, had to shut his mouth at this rare moment. He is a psychology major, and he noticed the changes in the Timberwolves at a glance, and knew that something important must have happened during the timeout.

"give me."

Although Zheng Ke didn't speak, Billups gave the ball the first time.Zheng Ke didn't know why, but he wanted to vent something in his heart at this moment.

Jefferson held his breath, widened his eyes, and shook his hand in front of Zheng Ke.

A flame in Zheng Ke's body was burning.

"呲~"

The sneakers made a violent friction sound on the floor, Zheng Ke's figure was like a ghost, he took a lightning step in the blink of an eye, and then broke through to the same level as Jefferson.

"what?"

Jefferson was taken aback, but his body didn't have time to react. All he could do was roll his eyes at that moment, and saw the scene of Zheng Ke's jersey flying.

The bow is like a cheetah, and it is as fast as lightning.

Zheng Ke moved quickly, like a white lightning, piercing the Spurs' heart.At that moment, people couldn't see his figure, only the white shadow.

Under the basket is McDyess, a 36-year-old veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time, but at this moment he forgot his defensive actions.

Is it because it was too fast, because it was too late to react, or because Zheng Ke's momentum was too amazing.In short, when Zheng Ke leaped over his head recklessly, he finally remembered to dodge, but it was too late.

Zheng Ke, who was in the air, sank his back and asked the sky with the ball in one hand.

He didn't have any fancy moves, but the moment he swung his hand, he exhausted all his strength.It was the first time he dunked so hard in a game, as if he wanted to vent all his strength.That is a kind of unreserved, a kind of release without regard for oneself!

"boom!"

Zheng Ke has never jumped so high. When the broadcast footage showed, he even surpassed the basket by half his head.He had never used such force before, and for the first time, he felt very painful when his big rough-skinned and thick-skinned hands hit the iron basket.The severe pain intensified the hostility in his heart. After he knocked over McDyess, he stood bloodthirsty under the basket, roaring like that for the first time, as if he was venting everything in his heart.

People cheered, looking at the clenched fists roaring man under the basket, it was like seeing a king.In their field of vision, Zheng Ke is the only protagonist.

McDyess fell under the basket.

He felt pain all over his body, especially his face. Although he was a tough guy known in the league, he didn't have the strength to stand up at this moment.It seemed that he was drained due to the pain. You know, the moment he was in close contact with Zheng Ke just now, Zheng Ke's knee hit his chest firmly.

The Spurs surrounded McDyess nervously.

McDyess let go of his hands covering his face, and there was a sudden exclamation from around.

"God!"

The slow motion shows that Zheng Ke knocked McDyess down, and at the moment of contact, Zheng Ke's pelvis hit McHale's face.McDyess's face was covered in blood, and tears mixed with blood splashed all over his clothes.It's not easy for a veteran, it seems that the bridge of the nose was broken by Zheng Ke!People who watched the slow motion couldn't help but gasp.

The referee stopped the game, and the medical staff came up to give McDyess immediate treatment. Then, under Popovich's signal, McDyess stood up and walked back to the locker room for further treatment.

The fans gave blessing applause, but there were always some cheers and screams, as if they wanted to see this scene, and it seemed that they were snickering.

Zheng Ke, the instigator, didn't have the slightest expression of guilt on his face. Who can avoid being stabbed in the rivers and lakes?

But the pent-up qi in his heart was relieved a lot, and he felt very comfortable all over.He has no time to think about the problem between Whitman and him now, and the top priority is to win the Spurs first.

Popovich vacillated between Bonner and Blair, and finally chose Blair, who has excellent strength. After all, Pekovic on the Timberwolves side is also a heavyweight player, and Blair just needs to come to restrain him.

The game continues.

The Timberwolves are currently leading 10 to 4 by 6 points, and they got the initiative very smoothly at the beginning.As for the Spurs, after such a crop, it is inevitable that there will be some fluctuations in their hearts.After all, not all of them are Duncans, so in this round, Jefferson was anxious to get back to the field and forcibly broke through Zheng Ke.Unexpectedly, Zheng Ke got stuck in his body. Zheng Ke stretched out his long hand, like a snake without bones, circled to the side of Jefferson's dribble, and lightly tapped his dribble.

"Snapped!"

The sound of heaven sounded like a nightmare to Jefferson.Due to the inertia of his body, he continued to rush forward a few steps, but Zheng Ke stayed where he was and easily grabbed the ball.

"Quick attack!"

For a moment, this word popped into the minds of all players and fans.

And Zheng Ke's strong reflex nerves were undoubtedly revealed at this moment. He ran across the half-court immediately, and immediately continued to speed up, widening the distance from everyone.

"Is there any reason to run so fast while controlling the ball?" Parker chased after a few steps and found that Zheng Ke's back was getting farther and farther away. One of the fastest players.

Zheng Ke turned his head to look, but no one followed.

His right hand is still a little sore now. After running to the basket, he easily jumped up in three big steps, and then put the ball into the basket without touching the ring with his hand.Although it is not as violent as before, it has a few more elegant looks.

12 to 4, the Timberwolves lead by 8 points.

The Spurs were beaten by the Timberwolves in such a small climax at the beginning of the game, and the situation became extremely unfavorable. Popovich frowned deeply on the sidelines, puzzled.

Also puzzling is Whitman.Whitman's face was still ugly. Just now, his closest disciple had a cold war with him. The embarrassing atmosphere made him feel that he, the head coach, was completely ignored, and he felt that he was not respected.And he always believed that Zheng Ke was still the one who made the mistake. He had already drawn the Spurs' tactical arrangements in great detail, but his disciples didn't follow his arrangement, which made him very uncomfortable. , as if slapping him hard on the face a few times, making him feel ashamed.

The game was carried out minute by minute under the attention of everyone with different thoughts.

Zheng Ke still followed his ideas and kept using various singles techniques to attack the Spurs. Only the Timberwolves' No. 36 Billups and the current No. 22 Afflalo responded to him.The three outsiders took turns holding the ball and rushed into the Spurs. In the first quarter, they scored 14 to [-], and the Timberwolves led by as much as [-] points.

Zheng Ke scored 17 points in a single quarter and walked off the field sweating.

Normally, Whitman would have stepped forward to pat Zheng Ke intimately as a sign of encouragement and praise.But at this moment, Zheng Ke walked off the field coldly, without high-fiving or chest-bumping, and returned to the bench and sat down calmly.The unrest in the air became more apparent.

Billups watched all this worriedly, but he was a little helpless at the moment.

He sees farther than many young players.To put it lightly, it means that the two people's basketball concepts have deviated, leading to disputes, and finally the atmosphere is embarrassing.To put it more seriously, this is a collision between the two most important souls of the team, the contradiction between the head star and the head coach.In the NBA, this kind of problem is the most deadly. It is never uncommon for master and student to turn against each other. Billups dare not speak, fearing that the relationship will further deteriorate.

Whitman took a deep breath, forcibly calmed down, took out the pen and paper, and began to draw tactics on the tactical board.All the players glanced at each other, and then began to pretend to discuss something, and the noisy scene on the bench suddenly resumed, finally dispelling some embarrassment.

Zheng Ke's face was stern, he pursed his mouth and did not speak.

He was surrounded by Gibson, Mac Miller, Chris Anderson and others. Those who had been on the road thought that this was the time to stand in line. They sat firmly next to Zheng Ke, next to him, as if they wanted to share with him. It's the same as advancing and retreating.

Zheng Ke was a little moved and a little funny.They are not Zheng Ke. Zheng Ke is not afraid that the head coach will not give him playing time, but they don't have that much power. The head coach is fully capable of giving them small shoes.

"What are you doing?" He finally spoke, because at this moment several people were about to squeeze him out of the bench.

"It's nothing." Gibson seemed to have a bright forehead, and at the critical moment, he was even more righteous.

Zheng Ke twisted his buttocks and found that he couldn't move at all. "Nothing squeezes me like this? Can you give me some space, I want to move my body."

When several people heard what Zheng Ke said, they laughed dryly and spread out a little space.

"I said brother." Gibson lowered his voice, leaned close to Zheng Ke's ear, and said softly: "The dunk just now was very domineering and very lethal. Well, Duncan is too difficult to deal with. Help me get him together." It's useless"

(End of this chapter)