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"Requesting a timeout."

Oregon called timeout.

At this time, 11 minutes had passed in the first half, and the score on the field became 25:13, with UCL leading.

The University of Oregon fell behind by 12 points, and the fans in the audience couldn't calm down and couldn't help but complain.

"Shet, what's going on?"

"Who can tell me why this is happening? We easily defeated UCL in the regular season. It has only been a short time. Why are we so far behind now?"

"I don't understand why I can't always defend myself. It doesn't look like UCLA's offense is that sharp. The players are still the same, only the banker is better, but he has been down for the past few minutes. Why can't we still beat him? "

A group of players were very depressed and couldn't accept being so far behind, and they couldn't understand why this happened.

After all, the University of Oregon is second in the standings, while UCLa is only seventh. The second team is playing seventh, but it is so far behind.

"What the hell."

"Fake..."

Several University of Oregon players came to the sidelines and cursed with dark faces, making their mood even worse.

Because they clearly know UCLA's tactics and how they will play, but they really don't understand why they are so far behind.

Even if you can't handle UCL easily, it shouldn't be like this.

"Hey..." Coach Monk suddenly sighed.

Hearing the coach's sigh, the players became quiet and looked at Coach Monk.

Coach Monk first turned to look at the UCL bench, staring at Mohammed with cold eyes. Mohammed's face was also ugly. Sensing Coach Monk's gaze, he subconsciously turned his head to avoid Make eye contact with each other.

Seeing Mohammed's reaction, the last trace of luck in Coach Monk's heart was gone - as expected, we were cheated!

"coach."

"Coach Monk..."

the players shouted.

Coach Monk came back to his senses and said with a wry smile: "It's my fault, I reacted too slowly." He looked at Jim, "Jim, you're right, we were tricked by Mohammed."

what?

A group of players were stunned.

Jim smiled bitterly. In fact, he had always suspected it, but at this time, there was no need to doubt it at all.

There is even no need to explore whether Mohammed lied to them or deliberately tricked them, because that is meaningless, and the score is the key.

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"Coach." Jim sighed inwardly, but still comforted him: "The most important thing now is the next game."

"Yeah." Coach Monk nodded. He took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and said, "We can't continue to fight like this later. The opponent obviously knew that we already understood their tactics, so they deliberately followed the tactics. He attacked and induced us, but changed his tactics at the last minute, leaving us too hasty to react."

As he said that, he couldn't help but sigh again. He was really depressed. He wanted to plot against Ucla, but he didn't want to be plotted by the other party instead.

He continued: "In these 11 minutes, because we thought we had seen through the opponent's tactics and style of play, we went astray and even forgot how to play. Facts have proved that taking shortcuts will eventually come at a cost. "

A group of players looked gloomy and lowered their heads.

Coach Monk spread out the tactical board: "Okay. Forget these 11 minutes, forget the information Mohammed revealed to us. From now on, we have to play our own game. How we played before, we will do now. beat......"

Afterwards, he wrote and drew on the tactical board and made some arrangements.

......

Here at UCL.

A group of players gathered around Coach Holland.

Coach Holland glanced at Mohammed with cold eyes, then withdrew his gaze, put on a smiling face, and said to Zhuang Yu: "Zhuang Yu's trick is really beautiful. If it weren't for this trick, we wouldn't be leading by 12 points now. .”

Everyone's eyes were bright and they looked at Zhuang Yu excitedly.

Zhuang Yu smiled calmly and said: "Although we are 12 points ahead, the game is not over yet. Moreover, if my guess is good, the opponent may have already reacted."

Hearing this, the players' expressions suddenly changed.

"Yes." Coach Holland nodded: "Indeed, the opponent has probably already reacted and will definitely change their style of play later. In other words, the next step is a tough battle."

When the other side reacts, the game will end with intrigues and intrigues. Both sides can only rely on their strength.

But against the University of Oregon, the Bruins players still lacked confidence and confidence.

Taking the players' expressions into his eyes, Coach Holland changed his tone: "However, we are already 12 points ahead. This is our advantage and confidence. It can be said that the University of Oregon gave us 12 points. If so, we would still be If we can’t win, that will only prove that we are all a bunch of losers.”

These words were a bit harsh, and the players frowned, with a bit of irritation and displeasure in their eyes. Someone shouted: "We are not trash."

"That's right, we are not trash."

Coach Holland nodded: "Yes, we are not useless, so we must defeat the University of Oregon. Now tell me, can we do it?"

A group of players immediately shouted: "Yes."

What a joke, if they can't beat the University of Oregon even with 12 points, then they might as well go home and cry to their mothers.

After some mobilization, Coach Holland spread out the tactical board and began to lay out tactics...

......

After a moment, the pause ends.

The two sides returned to the court. UCL coach Holland replaced Zhuang Yu, and the others were Smith, Anderson, Parker, and Lamb.

"really......"

When the timeout came back, Zhuang Yu immediately knew that the opponent had woken up and his playing style had changed a lot from before.

But he didn't care.

Although the opponent reacted and made adjustments, his side ultimately led by 12 points, and 11 minutes of game time had passed.

Perhaps there is indeed a gap in strength between the two sides, but in these 11 minutes, UCLA has evened this gap with 25:13.

"We will definitely win this game!"

Zhuang Yu was thinking to himself, and suddenly he heard a "pop" sound. He snatched the opponent's pass and immediately launched a counterattack.

"Damn it."

"Hurry up and stop him..."

the home fans shouted.

Several University of Oregon players felt their hearts tremble, turned around quickly, and struggled to catch up.

All the way to the frontcourt, Zhuang Yu stepped to the free throw line, then hugged the ball and layup. Behind him was small forward Jim. Seeing Zhuang Yu jump up, he jumped up too, jumping very high, raising his arms high, trying to give Zhuang Yu a chase.

But the next moment, Zhuang Yu suddenly paused in the air, then changed hands, switched the ball to his left hand, and layup from the left side of the basket...