Chapter 147 The Dust Settles
"The Bulls were defeated by a 'one-wave' attack? Oh my God, this is the Heat without Dwyane Wade. Why do they look even better than when Dwyane was there? Everyone used to regard them as NBDL-level players, but now they scored 29 points in three minutes. This is definitely a record." Hollins exclaimed in disbelief during the timeout between quarters.
"The three minutes of fast break like mercury just now reminded me of the Phoenix Suns, which are even more fierce than the Suns. This is the real run-and-gun, everyone shoots when they get the ball, and if they miss, there is Yang." Chris Webber clapped his hands and sang praises for Yang Mo: "Yang is really amazing. Before, he put James Jones on the court and never tired of giving him the ball to practice his touch. Now he finally got his touch back. And every pick-and-roll he made for Beasley was wonderful. Looking back, the turning point of this game should be that Yang defeated Joakim Noah and made him lose his fighting spirit. Once Noah lost his fighting spirit, the Bulls' inside line, which was not very good to begin with, was completely ruined. Yang is really too handsome. The team leader was injured, and the old players rebelled. He was able to lead a group of substitutes among substitutes to win the victory. It's so cool!"
"Although the game is not over yet, the Heat's victory is basically a foregone conclusion. What surprised me a little bit is that Young's hit rate tonight was 100%, and... his score was only 18 points. Oh my god, why do I feel like he's always scoring? But what makes me happy is that Young made three three-pointers, so, in other words, Michael Jordan lost to me. Hahaha!" Reggie Miller said happily while holding the stat sheet. He finally beat Jordan once, and couldn't help laughing at the end.
"The game isn't over yet? Man, you have to keep smiling until the last second, understand?" Chris Webber next to him quickly reminded him.
"Yeah, Reggie, you have to hold back your smile until the last second. A buzzer-beater can happen in 0.4 seconds, not to mention there are still 12 minutes."
"It will soon be garbage time, I'm sure to win! Hahaha!" Reggie Miller doesn't know how to save his luck at all. He is very happy now. It's a rare opportunity to beat Jordan in his lifetime. How can he not be happy?
Seeing this, Chris Webber and Hollins could only shrug their shoulders helplessly. It would be strange if a person who had been suppressed all his life could hold back a smile when he finally found a place where he could win.
The audience wanted to continue listening to what they were talking about, but ESPN had already switched to commercials. For the TV station, if it didn't cut the commercials at this time, the audience would all switch channels. After all... the result of the game was no longer in suspense.
At the same time, there was a small dispute among the Heat players on the bench.
Seeing that the game was already decided, Spoelstra planned to replace other players to feel the atmosphere, but Yang Mo decisively refused, with the following reasons: First, there were still twelve minutes left in the game, and no one knew what would happen. Second, I don't have the habit of treating prisoners well. Third, the glory belongs to the five of us, why should those who have no professional ethics go on the court to receive the honor?
Each of Yang Mo's reasons were valid, but Spoelstra was very unhappy. He felt that his coaching authority was being trampled upon.
So, he refuted them one by one: "Their players have lost their fighting spirit, and they will soon be benched. If you continue to play on the court, you will break the rules. No one will play in the garbage time. Also, we are a team, it is impossible to divide it so clearly."
In response , Yang Mo said: "You have to listen to me tonight. I have been treated unfairly before, and I am not a person of high moral integrity. I must find a balance to vent my anger, otherwise I will have sleepless nights."
After saying that, he turned his head away and ignored Spoelstra.
If Pat Riley was there, he would definitely understand Yang Mo's feelings at this moment. Anyone who encountered Yang Mo's situation would be unhappy. When Wade was injured and the team was behind, those guys not only did not lend a hand but also took advantage of the situation to fight for power. Now that they finally won the victory, how could they let them go freely? Isn't this a strong irony to those who fought hard to win the victory?
Therefore, Yang Mo firmly disagreed.
Yang Mo was so determined that Spoelstra had no choice, after all, Pat Riley had already made the promise.
Tonight, he could only listen to Yang Mo, so he sat aside and waited for the game to end with resentment.
Soon, the game resumed. After the whistle sounded, the Heat continued to rush forward, constantly expanding their lead.
Five minutes later, the Bulls surrendered completely. At this time, there were less than one-tenth of the fans in the United Center. They could not accept this crushing defeat and were now trailing by thirty-five points.
The Bulls replaced their main players, but Yang Mo replaced Joel Anthony with Shaun Livingston. To Yang Mo, Livingston, as the one who stood up to support him in a critical moment, should enjoy the glory of the final victory.
Since the Bulls gave up resistance, Yang Mo simply used the last five minutes to practice post-up singles. He practiced eleven mid-range post-up singles. The opponents were unable to defend his steps, but he only made four of them because his mid-range shooting was not reliable.
With his 11 shots and 4 of them, his 100% hit rate was instantly broken. At the same time, Reggie Miller's face, which was originally smiling, turned into a bitter face, because Yang Mo's points from post-up singles exceeded the data obtained from shooting three-pointers.
It seems that sometimes winning or losing is really determined by fate. Some people are winners all their lives, such as Michael Jordan and Yang Mo.
And some people are destined to be tragic supporting roles, such as Reggie Miller and Joakim Noah.
If Jordan and Miller's bet tonight can be considered an insignificant joke.
Then the duel between Yang Mo and Noah was undoubtedly a face-slapping contest, because not only was Noah beaten black and blue by Yang Mo's performance on the court and lost his fighting spirit, but those who cheered for him before the game were also humiliated. They quickly deleted all the remarks they had made online before, and then shrank into their homes like turtles, pretending nothing had happened.
