Chapter 210: I’ll help you, young man!
After the game resumed, the Suns actually replaced the two players who double-teamed Yang Mo, replacing them with Quentin Richardson and veteran Grant Hill. Porter's move was really ruthless, from absolute defense to absolute offense, the change was subversive.
From the moment Grant Hill passed the ball to Nash, the Suns started running at an incredible speed...swish!
Before the Heat could figure out what was going on, Grant Hill hit a mid-range shot.
The Suns opened up, and the Heat could not help but follow suit and started a fast attack. But... the Heat were not born to play run-and-gun, and they didn't even have a proper tactic. Rather than saying that the Heat played a run-and-gun tactic, it was better to say that they were just hitting the opponent randomly, and the key to their victory was to disrupt the opponent's rhythm, so that they also entered the random hitting mode, and then use their rich random hitting experience to kill the opponent.
This kind of random play may work for other teams, but it doesn't work for the Suns. Because the Suns are a systematic and organized running and gunning team that has been in business for many years, so it is impossible for them to be disrupted.
The Heat followed the fast pace of the Suns and played randomly. Although they could score a few goals, Yang Mo played as steadily as before. However, a ragtag army is not as reliable as a regular army. How could such an offensive battle be successful?
Yang Mo saw that if the game continued like this, they would be wiped out by Steve Nash. Before the score was even out, Yang Mo passed the ball to Qian Moss and immediately stopped him from running: "Mario, stop running. Let's play some tactics with them. Slow down the pace, save your energy for defense, and leave the offense to me."
After hearing what Yang Mo said, Qian Moss quickly slowed down the pace. Running back and forth like this was really tiring, even more tiring than the last time they played against Golden State.
The Heat suddenly slowed down the pace, and the Suns were a little unresponsive. "Are you not going to run anymore? We just stretched our muscles!"
They had just thought about loosening up their muscles when Yang Mo had already used brutal back-to-back attacks to break down Dio's muscles.
Yang Mo blocked Dio as soon as he ran to the free throw line, reached out for the ball, and kept pushing it in!
Dio's small body collapsed at the first push of Yang Mo, and he quickly stepped aside and stopped resisting. He was nicknamed the French Magician, and his skills were all technical. How could he bear to do such a hard job?
Dio stepped aside, and Yang Mo naturally stepped forward. He retreated to the penalty area and turned around. Stoudemire immediately rushed over aggressively, trying to block Yang Mo with a powerful shot. Yang Mo of course ignored him and shook his wrist, and the basketball was directly passed to Joel Anthony behind him. After Anthony received the basketball, the road ahead was clear, and of course he jumped up and dunked. If he couldn't even do this, then he would really be wasting his good physique.
boom!
After Anthony's violent dunk, he roared viciously at Stoudemire.
With the help of Yang Mo, he finally got rid of his anger. He had been beaten by Stoudemire before, and this dunk undoubtedly allowed him to vent a lot of his depression.
After being yelled at by Anthony, Stoudemire immediately turned around and glared at him, then challenged Yang Mo, "Why don't you hide if you have the guts? Come and dunk it yourself and try it?"
"Why not? Just wait!"
Yang Mo smiled faintly, not taking his provocation seriously at all. Since he is not convinced, then treat his symptoms of dissatisfaction!
While Yang Mo was arguing with Stoudemire, Steve Nash had already rushed to the frontcourt with the ball and eventually assisted Richardson to hit a three-pointer.
Seeing that this was still not working, Yang Mo shouted loudly: "Brothers, mark them. We have to stick to them like . As long as we stick to them, they will not be able to score."
When Qian Mos brought the ball over, Yang Mo still took the initiative to ask for the ball. Dio had the shadow of the last time and took two steps back. He had already stepped back like this, and Yang Mo didn't want to waste any more effort, so he just jumped and shot... swish!
After the ball went in, Yang Mo said to Stoudemire very apologetically: "Sorry, don't worry, I'll dunk on you later."
Yang Mo's apology made Stoudemire so angry that he said viciously: "Boy, if you dare to come in, I will slap you out of the court."
"I hope I didn't dunk you out of the court." Yang Mo smiled coldly, and quickly ran to the front court, closely guarding Dio, while all the other players also performed close defense. In this situation, Nash really encountered some difficulties, but he quickly passed the ball to Hill who was running. Hill received the ball and shot directly in the face of Wright's defense... Bang!
The basketball missed the target, Yang Mo grabbed the rebound and dribbled the ball slowly across the frontcourt. With the experience of Barnes and Raja Bell, no Suns player tried to force Yang Mo, because they knew it was futile and might even lead to humiliation. After all, the video of Ariza being knocked down twice was still on the front page of the sports section of YouTube.
Yang Mo held the ball and came to the three-point line, but Dio actually took a step back to defend. With this kind of defense, Yang Mo could only say sorry and jump directly from the three-point line... swish!
The basketball went steadily into the net.
Letting Yang Mo shoot an open three-pointer is like stripping off his wife's clothes and throwing her on his bed. Even a fool would know that something like uncensored creampie would happen.
Doubting Yang Mo's three-point ability is even more stupid than doubting Yang Mo's sexual ability!
After Yang Mo
Yang Mo's apology was very sincere, but Stoudemire felt extremely humiliated. He hated the feeling of being teased. He said viciously, "If you dare to come in, I will definitely smash you!"
"Be good and stop acting like a child. Uncle will help you with the next ball. Okay?" Yang Mo laughed, still in a teasing tone, and ended in Shanghai dialect.
Yang Mo enjoyed teasing, but Stoudemire hated this feeling. He felt disrespected.
But...why should Yang Mo respect you? If she doesn't respect you, what else can you do? Cry loudly or throw a tantrum? Or hang yourself?
Running back to half court quickly, the Heat still kept close defense. Nash really couldn't find a good pass, so he could only take a jump shot... bang!
The basketball missed the target again, proving that Qian Moss's mad dog-like defense still has some effectiveness.
At the moment Nash shot, Yang Mo guessed that the ball would miss, so he rushed into the restricted area, jumped high and grabbed the rebound over Stoudemire's head. Then he controlled the ball and moved it slowly to the front court at a low tempo.
When Yang Mo dribbled the ball outside the three-point line, Stoudemire, who had been fooled twice in a row, finally couldn't stand it anymore. He shouted loudly: "Come on, you little bastard, dunk on me!"
Listening to Stoudemire's fury, Yang Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head, muttering: This is the first time I've heard such a perverted request. Hey, young man, since you have SM tendencies, I'll fulfill your wish and dunk you once!
