Chapter 136 No Way Out
Chris Webber's words did not attract enough attention, because in everyone's mind, Yang Mo was synonymous with blue-collar labor. What the Heat lacked now was an offensive player who could dribble and break through.
At this moment, Yang Mo, who was covered with a towel, was also awakened by the uproar on the court. Seeing Wade fall to the ground and screaming in pain, he immediately ran over and asked excitedly, "Dwyane, what happened? How did you get into this state?"
Dwyane Wade hissed in pain and did not answer Yang Mo's question. Instead, he patted Yang Mo's shoulder heavily and said, enduring the severe pain: "Yang, the team is in your hands! I hope you can win this game. Today is my son's birthday. I promised him that I would celebrate with him. I don't want to be a father who goes back on his word."
Wade's words "I don't want to be a father who goes back on his word" instantly made Yang Mo burst into tears. He suddenly remembered his father who passed away in a car accident. His father had said that he would defeat him when he grew up, but... in the end, he went to another world without keeping his word, leaving him all alone in the world.
"Okay." Yang Mo put his hand on his chest and said seriously, as if he was swearing an oath: "I will definitely win this battle!"
"Thank you." Wade forced a smile and with the help of medical staff, he lay on a stretcher and was sent off the court.
When Wade left the court, the whole audience applauded and all Chicagoans were encouraging this star from Chicago, hoping that he would overcome the injury and return to the court as soon as possible.
At this time, Yang Mo turned around and said hello to Spoelstra: "It's my turn to play."
He took the initiative to walk to the free throw line, he wanted to help Dwyane Wade hit the ball.
Yang Mo took the initiative to play without asking for Spoelstra's consent, which made Spoelstra a little unhappy. But the game really needed Yang Mo now. They had already lost Dwyane Wade. If Yang Mo didn't stay on the court, they wouldn't have to play in the next three quarters and could just surrender.
After the referee blew the whistle, Yang Mo scored two free throws steadily, and then shouted to his teammates who were somewhat depressed: "Guys , the game is not over yet? Cheer up!"
Yang Mo's shout lifted the spirits of his teammates a little, but they still had little fighting spirit. For them, since Wade had already left the court, it was impossible for them to win the game.
Seeing his teammates like this, Yang Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Now he had to prove that there was hope of victory even without Wade, otherwise, morale would be completely ruined.
Back in the half court, with 25 seconds left, Derrick Rose was ready to slow down the tempo for the final attack, so he stopped outside, bent over and dribbled, waiting for the right moment to prepare for the Heat's fatal blow.
Yang Mo stared at him in the paint and said to Marion, "Sean, wait at the free throw line. No matter what personal grudges we have , you have to act professionally on the court. You were an All-Star before, and you can't let these rookies run wild on you."
Although Marion was very unhappy with Yang Mo, he still found Yang Mo's words useful. At least Yang Mo still remembered that he was an All-Star player. As for professional attitude, he couldn't let a rookie like Yang Mo teach him. So he immediately ran to the free throw line to assist.
After Marion ran to the free throw line, Yang Mo immediately opened his arms and locked the restricted area. According to his judgment of Rose, Rose would definitely break through the restricted area.
As expected... When Derrick Rose's stopwatch entered the countdown of eight seconds, he suddenly accelerated, and with the support of his powerful explosive power, he passed the defender Chalmers in one go, and then went straight to the penalty area. Marion, who was lying in ambush at the free throw line, rushed forward quickly, but Rose turned around and passed him cleanly without any delay.
There is no way, Marion is still old, his steps and reactions are no longer as fast as when he was young.
Although Yang Mo passed two levels easily, his turn left him with only one way to go, which was to cut in from the left.
This was the route Yang Mo had already calculated for Rose. He let Marion go because he guessed that Rose would definitely turn right and cut in from the left. He himself had already been lying in ambush on the left side of the penalty area, waiting for Rose's frontal attack.
Rose rushed into the paint area with the ball and found that his opponent was Yang Mohou. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Others didn't know Yang Mo's ability, but he knew it better than anyone else.
So, he was hesitating, and at this moment, he found that Thomas behind Yang Mo was making a high throw gesture to him, indicating that he should throw high, and then run back and dunk.
Derrick Rose was a little hesitant at first, but then Yang Mo suddenly started running towards him, which completely dispelled his concerns. At the same time, he felt something was wrong: How could such a smart defender like Yang suddenly give up the space behind him and gamble on steals?
However, the opportunity was fleeting, and he had no choice but to pass the ball. So he quickly threw the ball into the air.
But as soon as he threw it, he regretted it because Yang Mo, who was sprinting quickly, suddenly soared into the sky, grabbed the basketball directly from mid-air with his terrifying arms, and then quickly urged a fast break and rushed towards the front court.
Rose quickly turned around to chase him, and he was extremely shocked as he chased him: Why could Yang detect my intention? Why could he jump high when he was sprinting? Could it be... this was a defensive trap from the beginning? Could it be that Yang had eyes on the back of his head and saw Tyrus reaching for the ball?
Rose was full of doubts. At this time, Yang Mo had already run across half the court with the ball. Seeing that the time was about to run out, Yang Mo suddenly jumped high and threw the ball quickly... While the basketball was still flying in the air, the time was up and the lights behind the backboard lit up!
But at the same time, Yang Mo turned around and opened his arms with a cocky look on his face, as if he was going to score the goal.
The Bulls fans were about to boo Yang Mo for such a cocky early celebration, but then… Swish! The basketball passed through half court and went into the net accurately. The soft sound of the net made the fans shut their mouths and swallowed the boos back into their throats, turning them into painful cries one after another, as if they had been stabbed.
At this time, Yang Mo swung his arms fiercely, looked around at the surprised and distressed Bulls fans, and roared angrily at the top of his voice: "Tonight, no one can stop me from winning, no one!"
Yang Mo's arrogance quickly angered all the fans in the stadium. The boos that they had just swallowed broke out again. In an instant, the entire United Center was filled with wild boos, and everyone was attacking Yang Mo's arrogance!
However, Yang Mo responded with a sneer of contempt. He even wanted to raise his middle finger, but after thinking it over carefully, he decided to save it for them after the game.
Amid the boos, Yang Mo strode towards the bench, and when he got there, he immediately called Michael Beasley and Mario Chalmers to his side.
These two people are classmates who entered the NBA with Yang Mo. If Yang Mo wants to establish confidants in the Heat, he must start with them.
After calling the two over, Yang Mo did not shy away and said directly: "I need your help, guys. Tonight, the three of us must do something that will shock the whole world."
Yang Mo's opening remarks were very inspiring. What young people want to do most is to be in the limelight, and Yang Mo's words that shocked the whole world undoubtedly aroused their ambitions.
"Beasley, I think you are the best No. 3 player. Your statistics in college are unmatched, and Rose is not worthy of being compared with you. I hope you can dominate the field in scoring tonight and let them know that you, Beasley, are still the omnipotent statistics monster." Yang Mo patted Beasley on the shoulder and said very seriously: "Last time, Derrick Rose took the victory from our home court. This time, we must give it back. If you can score more than 30 points, I can consider asking Christine to introduce you to some female stars."
Yang Mo's previous words had already made Beasley's heart beat fast, and the last word about the female star directly made him burn. He patted his chest and said, "Okay! Tonight I will let those guys see my scoring skills. But you must keep your promise!"
"Of course no problem." Yang Mo nodded and answered him very affirmatively.
"Okay, then I'll do it with you!" Beasley high-fived Yang Mo and surrendered directly. In front of beauty, he had no resistance at all.
After dealing with Beasley, Yang Mo continued to say to Mario Chalmers: "Chalmers, if I remember correctly, in this year's NCAA finals, it was you who stole the ball from Derrick Rose and made the buzzer-beater, right?"
"Yes!" Qian Moss said proudly.
"I think you can still steal the ball from him tonight and make the buzzer-beater. Come on, do it with me! You will prove that you are a natural Rose-nemesis!"
"Okay!" Qian Moss agreed without any hesitation.
In college, he could have suppressed Rose, but once he entered the NBA, his status was completely different. Rose was the top pick and was a core player as soon as he entered the NBA, while he was just a mediocre second-round pick and had no status at all in the team.
This kind of experience already made him angry, and tonight Ross ate several of them in a row, which made him even angrier. Now that Yang Mo was so relaxed, he naturally exploded.
After the three people formed an alliance, Yang Mo became more confident. As long as he had the support of these two people, Yang Mo believed that the difficulty of winning the game would be reduced rapidly.
For Yang Mo, she must win tonight.
He has no way out.
