You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

Ben Wallace received his fourth foul and sent O'Neal to the free throw line.

Because Big Ben had an obvious speed-up effect when he was on the court, Collins didn’t want to replace him. Seeing that he quickly received the fourth foul, he reminded him on the spot.

Before O'Neal made a free throw.

"That's the foul. Remember, his free throw percentage is not as good as his shooting percentage. This is the only way you can stop him."

Mo Mengchen always carries an absolute prestige. Wallace wants to stay on the court, but as long as he plays like this, he will be replaced soon.

Although he was unwilling, a voice in his heart kept telling him: don't complain, just follow the instructions.

Therefore, he ignored Collins's words.

Continue to follow Mo Mengchen's instructions.

After a minute.

The referee blew the whistle and Wallace raised his hand indifferently.

Collins looks so blue, how familiar is it? Out of control again, the person who violated him was not Mo Mengchen, but Ben Wallace!

He didn't replace Wallace, he wanted to see what this rookie could do.

With four minutes remaining in the first half, Wallace fouled O'Neal violently and graduated.

His three consecutive fouls sent O'Neal six free throws, the latter only hit two goals.

From a defensive point of view, Wallace's foul on O'Neal is a successful defense.

The rhythm of the game during this time was shattered, but the Pistons also took advantage of O'Neill's opportunity to take the free throw to equalize the score.

51 to 51

This is Wallace's score after the end.

"Well done, it didn't make mistakes."

Before Wallace came off, Mo Mengchen patted him.

Wallace gave him an ugly bitter smile.

The Lakers' rhythm was interrupted, O'Neal's offensive was stopped, and the game fell into a tug of war between the two sides.

At the end of the half, 58 to 57, the Lakers only led by 1 point.

"Joseph, it seems that you guessed wrong, what Lakers can win any type of game, and now it is not tied?" Little Dura is very confident, "The Pistons will definitely defend the home!"

Solon smiled lightly: "If you still can't see the Lakers' advantage after watching half of the game, then I can only say that you are not suitable for watching the ball, or go home and watch "Cat and Mouse". understand."

"Just talk hard, wait for the Lakers to lose, I think you can say anything!" Little Dura hummed.

Ephraim was also at the scene and she was alone tonight.

Because the NBA games are played at 9:30 in the evening, it is more than 12 o'clock after the game, Adrian cannot often come to watch the game.

She has also been in no mood recently, just as in the first half of this game.

The Pistons were hit by the Lakers, and the score was backed by the boring shark-cutting tactics.

How ugly will the game become if such a strategy continues throughout the game?

Ephraim's mood was getting lower and lower.

locker room

Collins was furious: "Ben, if you don't want to fight, you should tell me directly, not foul on the court!"

"Don't you know we need you?" Collins roared, "Tell me, why are you fouling?"

Wallace kept silent.

"Don't you have anything to say?" Collins asked.

"Coach, those fouls objectively helped us block Shaq."

It wasn't Mo Mengchen who helped Wallace start, but Hill who no one expected.

Collins turned his head, his eyes fierce: "What?"

"The situation on the court is very obvious. We can't stop Shaq and there is a lack of height inside. The foul is the only way."

Hill said slowly: "Ben has done everything he can, he has done his best."

"With six free throws, Shaq only scored two. This is not even our starting lineup. How can such a trade be worth it?"

Barkley couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to speak.

"Doug, I think we should hurry up and arrange the tactics in the second half."

Mark Jones stood up to be a good person.

Collins became more and more angry.

At first, Mo Mengchen and Jones sang counter-tones with him, and gradually, it seemed that everyone was having trouble with him.

He didn't feel in control of the team.

Mo Mengchen felt almost the same. If Collins was forced too far, it might be counterproductive.

"Coach, we just want to win."

Mo Mengchen opened his mouth and changed the atmosphere in the locker room: "It's my idea to make Ben foul on Shaq continuously. At that time we were very passive. There was no absolute height on the court and we could only stop him in this way, thus violating your instructions. ,I apologize."

Having said that, he also gave Wallace a look.

Wallace quickly said: "I also apologize."

Jones looked weird. He thought it was a good opportunity to thwart Collins' prestige. Why did the atmosphere change suddenly?

How did it become a playful script to get along and understand each other in a blink of an eye?

Collins' face calmed down, and Mo Mengchen both explained the reason and apologized, giving him enough face.

"No need to apologize, we all want to win."

This matter came to an end, Collins spent a few minutes to roughly arrange the strategy of the second half.

The starters in the second half were Barkley and Ratliff.

The tallest Ratliff is only 208 cm, and the height is still not enough, but compared to the two-meter inside partner in the first half, this height is very touching.

In the second half, Mo Mengchen saw the Lakers return Van Exel to the court. He remembered the elbow that the opponent gave him in the first half.

Nor did he forget what he said to Van Exel.

"You're finally here," Mo Mengchen said. "You not only lowered the value and IQ of the Lakers, but also reduced my patience with you stupid."

Van Exel was repeatedly warned by his teammates before playing, not to clash with Mo Mengchen.

Looking at it now, this matter is not something he can control.

Mo Mengchen would not easily lift the elbow of the first half.

The Lakers serve.

Van Exel dribbled the ball carefully through the half. Harris had already commanded him during the half-time break. In the second half, he directly passed the ball to O'Neal to let him attack the opening game.

Van Exel came to Mo Mengchen with the intention of passing.

He saw Mo Mengchen's face, as if looking at a demon.

The demon was full of malice against him-here he is!

Van Exel didn't expect that Mo Mengchen would be so direct, and he didn't cover up his revenge at all. In front of the audience, he gave him a fair elbow.

The elbow strike occurred at the moment of stealing, the referee could see clearly from close range, and the audience could also see his movement through the replay.

Fan Madman was knocked down by an elbow.

"Beep!"

The referee played Mo Mengchen foul.

"I still have four fouls to use." Mo Mengchen threw the ball aside and looked down on Van Exel. "You attack me with integrity, and I will attack you with integrity. I said, three times repay, also That is, there are two more times."

He is stating an upcoming event, which is definitely not a joke.

Van Exel clenched his fists and stood up angrily.

His teammate reached out and grabbed him.

O'Neill held the post and reached out for the ball.

Van Exel would have to consider the influence of sharks even if he wanted to play Momo Chen singles. His position has already been reached, and if he does not pass it on, he will be in vain.

Thinking about it, Fan Maniac still passed the ball.

"It turns out that you are the one who has no possession of the ball, which is really pitiful." Mo Mengchen whispered.

O'Neill yelled, splitting Ratliff's line, ready to attack above his head.

Buckley hurried back, trying to help defense.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, O'Neill scored the ball again.

unstoppable.

No matter what the Pistons do, O'Neill is an unsolvable point.

However, letting Ratliff play did not expect him to defend O'Neal.

The real value of Ratliff is his more steady shooting ability.

When training every day, Mo Mengchen always whispered in his ear: "Your defense can make you a lot of money, but if you learn to shoot while maintaining defense, your value will double."

Therefore, the basic training content of Ratliff every day is: confrontation, strength room, shooting.

"Uh!"

"Theo Ratliff's seven-foot jumper!"

All microwave ovens sounded at Auburn Hills Palace.

O'Neal's offense is unsolvable. But he has nothing to do with pick and roll.

As soon as Ratliff came up, the Pistons became more flexible.

Around O'Neal can't break the pick-and-roll, continuous moves change.

Ratliff made two consecutive jumpers, forcing O'Neill to pull out to defend.

When the tiger came out of the hole, the rest of the Pistons immediately gathered in the restricted area of ​​the Lakers.

Running back and forth, even monsters like O'Neill will be tired, and his unmatched low post attack has gradually reduced efficiency.

The Pistons took advantage of O'Neal's weak offense and once extended the lead to seven points.

However, the Lakers are not the only one who can attack.

After a timeout, Van Exel and Eddie Jones were authorized and began to show their strength.

O'Neill also knows that he is not in a state and needs to be adjusted, so he is willing to give up the ball and do some simple auxiliary work.

The offense of Jones, the impact of Van Exel, and the offensive brought by the two together made the Lakers play a 6-0 climax.

At this moment, Mo Mengchen gave Van Exel an elbow when he was confrontation.

Was fouled again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Van Exel lost his mind and got up and pushed Mo Mengchen to the ground.

Jones's eyes ran quickly, pulling people.

"I'm going to kill this bastard!" Fan Madman growled.

The referee stood between them, separating the two, and announced the result.

Van Exel and Mo Mengchen each eat a t.

Van Exel superposed two t and was expelled.

The boos on the scene almost lifted the roof.

The extremely angry Van Exel threw the jersey heavily to the ground, and continued to scold in the mouth, leaving the company accompanied by the staff.

Some people screamed, some booed, and others filmed the scene, and Van Exel dropped out of the game.