Chapter 18 Leader Yang Mo
The atmosphere on the court of the Jinding team was dull before, and they were always suppressed. But since Yang Mo came on the court, the momentum instantly turned around, and a few dunks made all the players' eyes full of murderous intent. At this time, the three national team members on the court also forgot their previous unhappiness. Instead, they felt that if they followed Yang Mo, they would definitely win the championship and share 10 million.
Yang Mo gave them endless confidence, making them feel that the current score difference was nothing. They even psychologically believed that they had already won, even though they were still behind in the score.
Yang Mo is such a player. From childhood to adulthood, as long as he is still on the court, his teammates will never despair.
"This kid is amazing." Wang Zhizhi, who was sitting on the sidelines, couldn't help shaking his head and muttering softly, "I've played basketball all my life, and China has never produced a player like him. He is so inspiring, a natural leader."
Wang Zhizhi is right. Yang Mo is indeed a player that Chinese basketball has never had. But Yang Mo is not a natural leader, but one that he has developed. When he was very young, both his parents died in a car accident. He was alone and had to rely on himself for everything. He had to establish absolute authority among his friends so that he would not be bullied. Under any circumstances, he could not give up. He had to be more ruthless than others to keep his feet firmly on this land. This temperament was forced out by reality, but over time, it became Yang Mo's most precious asset.
The game then continued, and it was still a run-and-gun game.
Yang Mo stared at Yi Jianlian. The original running and gunning strategy weakened Yi Jianlian's inside strength. In addition, Yi Jianlian was a seven-foot tall man, so his flexibility and speed were somewhat inferior to Yang Mo. So he became more and more unhappy, while Yang Mo became more and more successful. Not only could he grab rebounds, but he could also occasionally shoot two three-pointers from outside the three-point line.
When it comes to running and gunning, the Mingyang team is definitely no match for the Jinding team.
Seeing that the Jinding team quickly tied the score and would soon expand the point difference to double digits, the head coach quickly called a timeout. He didn't want to be carried away by a wave of attacks, and the entire fourth quarter would become garbage time, which would be a joke. After all, in terms of hard power, Mingyang is better than Jinding, but suddenly Yang Mo appeared and caught them off guard, and they haven't found a way to deal with him yet.
After the Mingyang team called a timeout, the players walked back to the bench dejectedly. They had lost all their temper after being beaten by the Jinding team players. They kept running back and forth but couldn't catch up . They watched them throw in three-pointers one by one, and occasionally make two aerial relays. This psychological blow cannot be described in words.
Unlike the Mingyang team members who were dejected, the Jinding team players were all in high spirits. Yang Mo was also regarded as a leader by them, and they began to let go of their grudges. Some even bumped chests with Yang Mo after he scored a goal.
"That slam dunk just now was so cool, it's definitely one of the top five shots." After leaving the court, Sun Yue excitedly told Yang Mo about the game.
"Next time you rush to the basket, I'll give you one too?"
"Sure, no problem. I'm itching to do it."
"Okay then." Yang Mo nodded, took the tactical board from Wang Yuhuai, and said to Sun Yue, "Later, you will cross-screen with Zhu Fangyu at the top of the three-point arc, and then pass the ball to me near the free throw line. As soon as I get the ball, Yi Jianlian will definitely come out to help defend. When the time comes, you will cut in and I will pass the ball to you. It depends on you whether you can dunk or not."
"Okay. No problem, leave it to me." Sun Yue said excitedly while looking at the tactical board. This offensive tactic is simple and clear, and you can learn it at a glance.
At this time, Wang Yuhuai hurriedly came forward and whispered: "I think they will definitely not play the run-and-gun game later. They will definitely replace the bus. In this way, they will have two inside players. Should we also..."
Wang Yuhuai gave his suggestions cautiously. At this time, he was more like Yang Mo's assistant coach rather than Yang Mo's coach.
Hearing this, Yang Mo looked up at the time. There were still more than three minutes left in the fourth quarter, so he smiled and said, "It's okay. Let him be strong or weak. We will still play run-and-gun. Daba is old and can't keep up with us. It will be better for us if they use Daba. It will be five against four in the front court. How great."
"Can……"
Wang Yuhuai wanted to say something, but Yang Mo interrupted him with a "but": "Now ask everyone if they are willing to launch a positional attack? Everyone hasn't had enough fun yet, and it's not fair to put on condoms before the climax!"
Yang Mo's joke caused the team members to nod their heads repeatedly, with ambiguous and understanding smiles on their faces. Sun Yue even chimed in, "Coach, don't worry about it. We will listen to Brother Yang, it will definitely be right."
Unconsciously, Yang Mo has become their brother. Wang Yuhuai saw that Yang Mo was the winner, so he stopped talking. Anyway, for him, as long as he won, it didn't matter who directed the tactics. He was not a control freak.
drop!
Soon, the timeout ended and the game continued.
As expected, Mingyang team replaced Daba. Mingyang team played the ball to the half court and immediately attacked. Yang Mo immediately entangled Daba tightly. Daba did not want the ball and just kept wasting Yang Mo.
Seeing this, Yang Mo was happy to have some free time, which was a good opportunity to save energy for the running and bombing game.
After Liu Wei fiddled with the ball on the outside for a few times, he passed it to Yi Jianlian near the free throw line. Yi Jianlian took the ball and made two fake moves. Zhu Fangyu on the opposite side had an indifferent expression. He was also reluctant to defend. Who wants to waste energy on defense? And since he can't be defended anyway, just let him shoot.
After Yi Jianlian passed the basketball and made two fake moves, he saw that Zhu Fangyu was completely indifferent and thought it was meaningless, so he took a jump shot...bang!
The arc was slightly high, and the basketball bounced high. ** hurriedly tried to grab the rebound, but Yang Mo just stuck his butt out and pushed him outside the paint area. Seeing this, Zhu Fangyu stretched out his hand and grabbed the rebound without any difficulty.
"Quick attack!"
Yang Mo shouted, and all the members of the Jinding team ran to the front court like fighter jets on patrol. Daba wanted to chase, but as Yang Mo said, his old arms and legs were no longer strong enough, so he could only kill the thief with his heart, but he was powerless to save the situation.
Chen Jianghua brought the ball to the front court, and before Zhu Fangyu and Sun Yue could cross screen, he passed the ball to Yang Mo in the middle. As soon as Yang Mo got the ball, Yi Jianlian rushed over, and Yang Mo quickly gave Sun Yue a look, and Sun Yue quickly cut in diagonally. Yang Mo made a hidden ground pass, and Sun Yue received the ball and jumped high, and easily slammed the ball into the basket with a one-handed slam dunk.
"It's hard to defend against." Yang Mo laughed at Yi Jianlian. Yi Jianlian looked bitter. There was nothing he could do. Yang Mo had him in a tight spot. Now the Mingyang team couldn't get on the bus, and it couldn't stay on the bus either. Anyway, it was a dead end with no solution.
