You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

　　 Market Square Arena

　　 This is the ancestral hall of the Pacers, which has been in use since 1974.

　　 The fans here are very fanatical, they always have the same label: the same cheering stick, the same style of clothes, the decibel sound is almost the same, the orderly momentum.

"Our opponents tonight are very smart. When we meet smart people, we must use smart methods," Larry Brown's solemn eyes fluttered to Mark Jackson. "Mark, I hope your big **** will be dragged. The speed of the slow bus can be used for other purposes."

　　 I heard the head coach joking about his big fat hips, Jackson said cheerfully: "Coach, you can rest assured, I will use my **** to whipping the smart guy tonight."

　　 "Reggie, I need you to use a lot of running to give others space, and our victory is in the paint area."

　　Brown is serious, he doesn't like to joke, even if he is a joke on Jackson, it is also to make him understand the tactics.

　　Academic background, he always requires the players with the most stringent standards. His coaching philosophy is to let the players play the game in the right way.

　　 "Playing in the right way" has almost become Larryism.

　　 The so-called correct, that is, "play hard, play smart, remember teamwork, enjoy basketball, and work hard to defend".

He didn’t like the idiots who were so happy and the selfish ghosts in his eyes. At this point, he was completely consistent with his close disciple Popovich, but he was more stubborn and more cruel than the latter, perhaps because he was flawed in his life. It makes his disciples younger than blue.

　　Mo Mengchen rubbed his palm. Before the game started, every teammate came to pat his thigh.

　　 "I hope that after the game, your body is still intact."

"Why do you say that?"

　　 "Mark Jackson will use your big **** to sit to death!"

　　 The most weird thing about the opening is that the Pacers didn't let the 224 cm Dutch Yao Ming Rick Schmidz jump to the ball. Uh, it seems that Yao Ming is a junior? Okay, how about calling Yao Ming China Schmidz after that?

Never let Smith jump the ball. They actually let Derek McKay jump the ball. This person is the No. 9 show in 1987. Although he has a 15-year NBA career, he even found an entry on the encyclopedia. Not enough, so it is impossible to think about the number of words in water.

　　Terry Mills, as McKay's ball-jumping opponent, can be said to be an opponent. Both of them are about the same height. Mackay's bounce is better. The winner of the ball-jump depends on who has better prediction.

　　 Mills finally won. He propped his thighs together and put the ball in his hand.

　　 "Let me come!"

　　Mills leaned on Schmidz and wanted to hit hard, Mo Mengchen was confused, what the hell?

Generally speaking, the height disadvantage is so big, it is better to pull out to shoot a three-pointer, but this guy doesn’t seem to see the difference in height between the two sides at all, just to play hard in low position, although Schmidz looked lean It seems that he can't stop his fat body, but the height difference of nearly 20 cm is not a joke.

　　 Mills, a dead fat man who always pulls out to make a three-pointer, rarely wants to be singled out, but he actually picked this opponent.

　　Mo Mengchen didn't have any hope for his offense, but it was because he had to work hard and the game had just started. If he wanted to be capricious, let him be capricious.

　　 This attack ended at the beginning.

　　 Mills was energetic after taking the ball. His face laughed as if he had settled on Schmidz. As soon as he turned, he tried to force the person against the noodle basket and the referee whistle.

　　The hands of the referee turned like a wheel on his chest, with a clear and clear gesture: walking is illegal!

　　 "Doctor, I..."

　　 "You just made a stupid attack." Mo Mengchen interrupted him.

　　 Then, Mark Jackson used his back to let Mo Mengchen realize the roughest way to play in the first position.

　　After halftime, as long as Mo Mengchen posted up, he would turn around and tilt his fat buttocks.

　　Although Mo Mengchen's lower extremity strength was not weak, he encountered a perverted level of fat buttocks, and he was completely pushed open.

　　 Jackson's fat buttocks and thighs are the key factors in his competition. He has such a talent.

Even fitness is very talented, like those with thick legs and big buttocks, born to be easier to practice squats, Jackson undoubtedly maximized this talent, his lower limb strength is terrible, which also makes him have all the time Thinking of destroying his opponent with his big ass.

　　In the early days, it was in this way that Jackson relied on his big **** to continue to collide, sitting from the three-point line to the basket to score.

　　The ordinary passers-by saw this kind of brain-destructive style of play and directly cut the stage.

　　In order not to let Jackson's spicy eye-like play be promoted on a large scale, the NBA has introduced the "back basket five seconds" rule.

　　As there is a policy on top and a countermeasure on the bottom, this rule gives Jackson an old **** who is good at using his **** to destroy his opponents.

　　 is still starting from outside the three-point line. This is Jackson's old bank. He bumped into Mo Mengchen for four seconds, and turned sharply before the violation to avoid the violation.

After 　　, he continued to turn around and hit back.

　　 This is a ridiculous "I'm in! I'm out again! You come and beat me!" moment.

　　Even if the referee is ashamed of Jackson's way of playing, it's hard for him to do it. He just made reasonable use of the loopholes in the rules, so Dor. Mo, please ask for your blessing.

"Hahaha, are you very angry? It doesn't matter, you are angry!" Jackson's face grinned, the power of paint burst out suddenly, and Mo Mengchen sat in two positions, turned and threw a shot into the cricket. .

　　After the goal, Jackson tweeted: "I must praise your defense. As a rookie, your lower limb strength is very good."

　　 "But compared to me, it's like the gap between Abeliron and Tyrannosaurus Rex." As soon as the words fell, Jackson raised his thumb and paid tribute to Bruce Lee's classic thumb on the scene in the cheapest way.

　　 "It seems that Mark tonight is authorized by Larry, poor Dor. Mo, he never expected this kind of play in the world."

　　 "Does his knee hold? Mark's back is not a joke."

　　 Worrying about Mo Mengchen is not only the kind narrator, but also Hill and Houston.

"Do you need help?"

　　 "No need."

　　Mo Mengchen stiffly rejected them and let Thorpe serve.

"Doctors!"

　　 Mills also wanted to play Schmidz, Mo Mengchen wouldn't let him go.

　　 "Come out!" Mo Mengchen shouted.

　　His words revealed a majesty that could not be refused, and Mills couldn't refute it even if he was unwilling.

　　 He ran out, just in front of Mo Mengchen, suddenly, Jackson noticed the small movements on his hand.

　　 No, he will not rely on this pick-and-roll, the coach said, he is a smart man.

　　Jackson thought he had guessed Mo Mengchen's mind, but in fact, that small movement was specifically made by Mo Mengchen to show him.

　　 Jackson is completely unprepared for the pick-and-roll side. He really thought that Mo Mengchen would make a fake breakthrough and then hit the reverse of the pick-and-roll side.

　　 Wrong mistake!

　　Mo Mengchen placed Jackson together, breaking the line of defense of the Pacers in almost one step. Miller waited for a long time, his existence was to help Jackson wipe his butt, especially on the defensive end.

　　 Attacking the end of the bomb ball, defensive end and wipe the ass.

　　 His replacement was very fast, Mo Mengchen did not pick up speed, Miller's defense was very fast, but it was also expected, he stopped his body, and hit the earth from the back to Houston.

　　 This pass is so good, whether it is viewing or passing strength, it is the upper layer.

　　Houston made a three-pointer and couldn't make it.

　　 "Stupid Detroit, get home!"

　　 "Indiana's basket is not open to you!"

　　 "Return!"

　　 "Return!"

Houston didn't have time to apologize to Mo Mengchen. Miller's counterattack was faster than he thought. He should have chased back for the first time. Because of frustration, his speed was slower. Mo Mengchen retreated behind, but He can only block one of Jackson and Miller.

　　 Miller stopped at the outside, Jackson took Momo Chen to the inside.

　　Momon Chen concluded that Jackson would pass the ball, but he had no choice but to defend one.

Jackson pinned Mo Mengchen to the penalty area and passed it to the outside of Miller. As the most dangerous outside killer of this era, he has enough time to adjust the ball in such a large empty space and then stabilize the ball in the state of training. Steady into the basket without any problems.

　　 "Uh!"

　　 5 to 0

　　 "This **** is not a summer league. My **** will be here tonight to ruin you~www.readwn.com~ Do you know?"

　　 Miller's fierce face, Mo Mengchen expressed his understanding that this would be the case for the poor baby who was abused by her sister to a big one, so how important it is to have an amiable sister.

　　 "Mo, I..."

　　 "Do you have an excuse? The defense speed is slower than the old turtle." Mo Mengchen picked up the ball and went to the outside to give it to Houston.

　　Houston said: "I have no excuses, I just want to say, you give me another chance, I will be able to recover the score."

　　 "It's not garbage time now." Mo Mengchen's tone was full of distrust.

　　Houston became angry and angry: "I'm not **** only scoring during garbage time!"

　　 "So you still score outside of garbage time?" Mo Mengchen's eyes were glared like goose eggs, and his mockery caused the CIC king to be injured by 10,000 points.

　　 Before the wound became bigger, the CIC king stayed away from Mo Mengchen. This person is really too unfriendly. But they are teammates fighting side by side.

　　Mo Mengchen saw Hill's gesture before halftime.

　　 his opponent is Mackay, the poor man who replaced the two insiders of the team and made a jump ball, even Baidu Encyclopedia had no entry.

　　Hill's ability to work alone is no problem. The Pistons really need a strong point to blast the Pacers' defense. Therefore, Mo Mengchen passed the ball as soon as he arrived in the frontcourt.

When Devil Mountain held the ball, McKay hesitated for about a second, and the former fled from his front with an unimaginable speed. Two super large steps jumped outside the paint area. The Dutch helped defend At that point, Hill hit a jumper with a jump shot.

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