Chapter 119: Iverson's Attack
Coach George was asked coldly by Yang Mo with his head tilted. He felt humiliated, angry, afraid and embarrassed. Under the pressure of Yang Mo's powerful momentum, he even flinched a little. He didn't know how to answer, so he turned around, raised his hands and shouted: "TIME OUT!"
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George Karl actually called a timeout.
In a sense, he was scared and terrified, so he needed to call a timeout to ease the emotions of the players and himself.
When Yang Mo saw him retreat to the side and call a timeout, he did not continue to humiliate him. Instead, he raised his arms high, instigated the fans to cheer loudly, and enjoyed the glory of being a winner.
When Yang Mo was walking back, Iverson suddenly stopped him and said, "Boy, you really look like me when I was young."
"Thank you." Yang Mo smiled slightly. He really thanked him. Iverson was his idol. He had watched Iverson play since he was a child. So Iverson's words to him were the greatest recognition for Yang Mo.
"But, next I will let you know that I am also invincible." Iverson's little body suddenly burst out with amazing energy, staring at Yang Mo, as if to force Yang Mo to show his weakness.
But Yang Mo did not back down at all. Instead, he stepped forward and responded forcefully: "If you dare to challenge the restricted area, I will definitely beat you to death!"
"Then give it a try." Iverson pointed at Yang Mo like a sharp needle.
Yang Mo was even more assertive: "Welcome to taste the taste of Death Cap."
After the two exchanged harsh words, they snorted and walked back to their respective benches. Both of them were born paranoid. They were equally unruly, arrogant, passionate, and never gave up. They both dared to be enemies with the world. Now, they finally collided with each other, and there was only one victory. It all depended on who would have the last laugh.
"Oh my God! This kid Yang is really a lunatic, he really should be a rock star instead of a basketball player. He can definitely make his concerts very popular. Look...the fans in the American Airlines Center are going crazy now. A dunk makes them as excited as if they won the championship. Where amazing!!" TNT commentator Collins couldn't help but excitedly shout to the audience in front of the TV. He was infected even while sitting in the studio, so you can imagine how crazy and wild the fans at the scene were.
"Compared to being a rock star, I think Yang should be a boxer. You see, including tonight, he has only played four times in total, and KO'd his opponents twice. Another two were beaten and retired midway with blood all over their faces. This KO rate is much better than those professional boxers who win by points." Kenny Smith couldn't help but complain again, and at the end he didn't forget to look forward to it: "I wonder if any player of the Nuggets will be KO'd tonight. I'm really worried about their team doctor."
"Unruly, strong, passionate, manic and arrogant, don't you think Yang is like Michael Jordan?" Charles Barkley suddenly made a comparison that surprised the fans.
"Come on, man. Michael wouldn't yell and greet the opposing coach during the game." Collins disgraced Barkley.
"These are all superficial. The key point is their control over the game, their desire to win, and their motivation for their teammates. I think Young's momentum on the court is really like Michael Jordan." Barkley still insisted on his opinion.
Although it seems to the public that Michael Jordan and Yang Mo have nothing to do with each other, one is a great basketball god, and the other is a blue-collar laborer who has just gained some fame, are the two comparable? Of course not!
At the same time, Michael Jordan, who was watching TV at home in Chicago, also heard what Barkley said. He nodded in agreement, took a sip of red wine, smiled and muttered, "Barkley is worthy of being my defeated opponent. He really understands me."
When Michael Jordan met Yang Mo for the first time in Orlando, he felt that Yang Mo was the same kind of person as him.
Jordan has only recognized two younger stars in his life. One is Tracy McGrady, whose talent he thinks is very similar to his, and the other is Allen Iverson, whose fighting spirit and desire for victory are the same as his.
However, now there is another Yang Mo. Yang Mo's fighting spirit and desire for victory are not inferior to his, and his command on the court is exactly the same. Both of them can keenly observe every detail change on the court, and can also take action at any time, and maintain high fighting spirit in both adversity and prosperity. And the most important point is that teammates will never despair as long as he is there. The last point, no more than three active players can do it.
Michael Jordan admired Yang Mo so much. After watching Yang Mo's strong performance, he was even more jealous and distressed. This guy obviously had a chance to be selected by him, but unfortunately, the damn Pat Riley snatched it away. And he refused to trade with Okafor. Is there anything more painful than this in the world? This is more hateful than pursuing a woman who has a husband. At least the latter can secretly have sex with her, but this? He can only watch him fight in the Heat jersey, and one day he will even come to his own stadium. What a FUCKING! !
Soon the timeout ended and the game resumed. Neither side made any personnel adjustments, because this timeout was an accident, or it could be said that George Karl called a timeout out of fear. In fact, he did not arrange any tactics after leaving the court, and did not give psychological counseling to the players, because he needed psychological counseling more than any other player. He was almost ruined by Yang Mo!
The game continued, and when Iverson took the basketball, Yang Mo immediately noticed the sharp murderous look in his eyes.
Yang Mo was very familiar with this kind of look, because he had watched many 76ers games before. Whenever Iverson was about to lose his temper, his eyes would always look like this, as if he was possessed.
"Charles, be careful of Iverson." Yang Mo quickly reminded Qian Moss.
But Qian Moss seemed a little nonchalant. He felt that Iverson was old, and he even felt that he could easily defeat Iverson.
But how could Iverson explode so easily? When he was attacking the city at lightning speed, you were still wearing open-crotch pants and holding a "kiba" to roll up the mud!
Iverson came to the front court with the ball at a very fast speed , and suddenly stopped in front of Chalmers. Chalmers's originally tense mood instantly relaxed. In his opinion, Iverson really became a mediocre point guard who could only dribble the ball across half court.
As soon as he thought of this contempt, Iverson suddenly rushed forward, and he hurried over to defend. But at this time, Iverson suddenly pulled back, and the action was completed in an instant. At this time, Qian Moss took a step forward, but his ankle subconsciously moved over.
Under the repeated pull of the center of gravity, his calves couldn't help but twist.
At this moment, Yang Mo rushed to the other end again. He quickly turned over, but before he could do so, Iverson suddenly pulled him back.
Qian Moss's center of gravity was pulled back and forth four times in a row. Finally, his ankle couldn't bear it anymore. He was about to collapse and sat down on the ground.
At this time, Iverson slowly received the ball, retreated to the three-point line, jumped, and whoosh!
The basketball went into the net very easily .
At this moment, Iverson was like an experienced swordsman who knew how to humiliate his opponents in the most energy-saving way and score the most points.
Because of Iverson's goal in which he dribbled past his opponent, the excitement at the American Airlines Center couldn't help but cool down a bit, after all, it was their own people who were humiliated.
At this moment, Iverson pointed his finger at Yang Mo in the paint and said coolly: "When I cross, it's over!"
