Chapter 146: Offensive Frenzy
When the Bulls requested a timeout , Livingston walked over to Yang Mo and said very sincerely, "Yang, I'd better get off the court and have a rest. I'm just a negative influence on the court."
For Livingston, Yang Mo was very satisfied that he could fight and prove himself on the court . This experience gave him great confidence and courage to continue to pursue his dream in the NBA. But now, he does have physical problems, and he can't find a way to crack Derrick Rose's aggressive defense. After all, the physical gap is too big.
In order not to drag down the team, he took the initiative to ask to leave the field.
Yang Mo looked at Livingston very seriously. There was no pretense in his eyes, but sincerity. So he reached out and patted his shoulder, saying, "Okay, I'll take a look. But you have to add a little more fat to your body in the future. Even if you become a fat man, it won't be worse than it is now. Your court awareness and passing skills are both genius-level, but you must have a strong body to carry this talent. Go home and eat well. Cheese, chocolate, fat, whatever you want to grow fat."
"I will, thank you." Livingston nodded, very grateful to Yang Mo. It was Yang Mo who gave him this opportunity to prove himself, and gave him immense confidence, making him believe that he is still the talented point guard Sean Livingston.
Yang Mo didn't say anything pretentious. He patted his head like a leader, walked back to the bench and came to Spoelstra's side, saying, "Joakim Noah has lost his confidence after being beaten by me. You can replace him with Joel Anthony to deal with him. Replace Sean, his physical strength can't keep up with the team's rhythm."
When Yang Mo said this, she was actually just saying hello to Spoelstra.
Before talking to Yang Mo, Pat Riley had already clearly told Spoelstra that everything in tonight's game would be based on Yang Mo's will. In other words, whoever Yang Mo wanted to play had to play.
This is not because Pat Riley intends to undermine the power . He simply wants to use this game to thoroughly establish Yang Mo's authority and give him the power to have the final say to intimidate those veterans so that they will never rebel again.
So, after listening to Yang Mo's words, Spoelstra immediately walked to Joel Anthony and announced that he would play next. After that, he did not arrange any tactics and automatically walked aside, as if he was just a messenger.
He also had emotions, and he was very unhappy with Pat Riley's order, but... he couldn't resist openly, so he could only face it with this negative attitude.
Yang Mo didn't bother to care whether Spoelstra was happy or not. He called his teammates over and took the tactical board to draw tactics: "Brothers, there are more than three minutes left in the third quarter. Let's run and try to completely defeat them within these three minutes. James, is there any problem with your physical fitness?"
"No. Three minutes is just twenty rounds. I can hold on." James Jones said gritting his teeth. He hadn't played for a long time and had certain problems with his physical fitness. Of course, he was much better than Shaun Livingston.
"Well, hold on for another three minutes. We need your three-pointers." Yang Mo patted James Jones on the shoulder and continued, "Anthony, Noah has become a sick cat now. Your task is to use your strong muscle power to beat him to death and leave him no room to breathe. Beasley, all you have to do is run and score. I believe you can definitely beat Luol Deng in running. Well, your offensive route is two 45-degree angles on the left and right, cutting straight into the penalty area from the outside. I will do pick-and-roll for you. If you are double-teamed, you can pass the ball to me. Do you understand?"
"I understand." Beasley nodded. The tactical route Yang Mo drew for him was clear and simple. It was clear at a glance. It was a straight line, without any need to go around and around. Compared to the head coach's tactics, he certainly liked Yang Mo's more.
"Mario, the speed is up to you. You have to run, and if you have the chance you can shoot three-pointers. You also have unlimited firing rights, understand? Everyone has the right to fire, understand?"
"clear?"
"Also, if you don't have a good opportunity, just give the ball to me. I will tear through their defense and create powerful damage!" After Yang Mo finished this reminder, the whistle sounded and the game started again.
Yang Mo immediately threw down the tactical board and ran quickly to the court with the players.
At this time, the Bulls still have the previous lineup, and it seems that Nerog is determined to go all the way.
The Bulls came back from the timeout and continued their previous offensive routine. The Heat didn't defend and let them shoot. However... their shooting touch seemed to have suddenly disappeared due to the timeout.
When Ben Gordon's shot missed, Yang Mo quickly picked up the basketball, then quickly initiated a fast break, and the five of them ran to the frontcourt for their lives.
Obviously the Bulls couldn't keep up with the Heat's sudden faster pace, so when all five Heat players rushed to the frontcourt, the Bulls still had two players staying in the halfcourt.
With five against three in the frontcourt, it was naturally very easy to get a scoring opportunity. Chalmers passed the ball to James Jones who was lurking in the corner, and he finally made the first three-pointer of the game...Swish!
Yang Mo has been putting him on the court to test his touch and it finally paid off, he finally got his touch and rhythm back.
James Jones regained his touch, but the Bulls players lost it and kept missing shots. Yang Mo kept grabbing rebounds and launching fast breaks.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
James Jones was in full swing and threw in one three-pointer after another.
When the Bulls tried to double-team him, the Heat took the initiative to give the ball to Beasley. With the help of Yang Mo's pick-and-roll, Beasley attacked the basket in a straight line. It was... Swish! Swish! Boom! Swish!
Basketballs were thrown into the basket one after another.
The Bulls' basket suddenly became as wide as the ocean, and no matter how hard the Heat players threw the ball, it would go in.
With the hot hands of James Jones and Beasley, the Heat quickly opened up the situation. Yang Mo and Chalmers also found time to throw in a goal or two. Even Joel Anthony was able to pick up the frontcourt rebound and score a dunk... There was no way, Joakim Noah was completely wilted!
In the last three minutes of the third quarter, the Heat scored 29 points, which Yang Mo had not expected. The Bulls only scored 5 points, and the score difference was widened to 21 points in an instant. From then on, there was no suspense in the game.
