Chapter 260 I Don’t Want to Play Anymore
While O'Neal and Yang Mo were arguing and talking trash to each other, the basketball slowly came to the front court.
Yang Mo didn't have any hope for the attack. He didn't believe that these guys would pass the ball to him, so he kept wandering around the penalty area ready to grab rebounds at any time.
Devin Harris used a difficult breakthrough to pass Deron Williams, and suddenly made a lob shot... Bang! The basketball hit the neck of the basketball without any surprise, and the basketball bounced out immediately. Yang Mo rushed over and was about to jump up to grab the rebound. O'Neal's fat body suddenly blocked Yang Mo's way... Poof!
Yang Mo bumped into O'Neal and stumbled back two steps. O'Neal also took an unsteady step forward. After all, he was the heaviest man in the league today. His weight was there, so it was difficult for him to be pushed away.
Yang Mo was pushed back two or three steps, and O'Neal took a step forward and protected the rebound with a "huge jump" twenty centimeters off the ground.
Then he passed the ball to Deron Williams and said to Yang Mo with a smile on his face: "Little tank, I am a big tank. If you hit me, you will definitely be scrapped first."
"Fatty, I'll make you fat to death." Yang Mo said to him in Chinese in a bad mood, and then ran to the front court quickly.
Although O'Neal is not as fast as Yang Mo, the Western team is focusing on O'Neal now, so Deron paused after dribbling to the frontcourt, waiting for O'Neal to enter the penalty area to block the position. After all, this is likely to be O'Neal's last All-Star Game, and everyone wants him to win an All-Star Game MVP as a farewell performance for his career.
O'Neal slowly swayed his fat waist into the restricted area, and then immediately blocked Yang Mo to get out of position. When O'Neal blocked Yang Mo from the front, Yang Mo was immediately restricted and unable to move. This feeling was something he had never experienced before.
Although O'Neal's strength is not as strong as it was in his peak period, his more than 300 pounds of fat is enough to pin Yang Mo to death.
Yang Mo's body size is only about one-third of O'Neal's, so she looks like a child clinging to an adult's back.
After O'Neal blocked Yang Mo, Deron Williams immediately passed the ball in, and then everyone moved away to watch him play one-on-one. None of the players on the Eastern team looked like they wanted to help, and they even moved further away than the other players on the Western team, looking like they wanted to see Yang Mo make a fool of himself .
Seeing this, Yang Mo clenched his teeth tightly. He glanced at them and memorized all the smug expressions. Okay, you guys laughed at me today, and I'll beat you up one by one tomorrow.
Bang!
After O'Neal dribbled the ball, he exerted force. Yang Mo immediately felt a huge force coming at him, and he was about to collapse, but in order not to let those grandsons laugh at him, he gritted his teeth and exerted force, kicked his right leg back, and actually resisted, not letting O'Neal get an inch forward .
As this scene came out, all the Yang Mo fans in the audience screamed.
In their eyes, Yang Mo is Goliath against giants, a fearless lone hero, and a messenger of love and courage.
O'Neal didn't expect that he couldn't make any progress even after using 80% of his strength, so he subconsciously used 90% of his strength...bang!
The huge force came like a landslide, and Yang Mo couldn't resist it in an instant, and retreated half a step. After all, this was not an attack of pure strength, but also the original inertia of tonnage. The superposition of the two forces made it impossible for Yang Mo to withstand it.
So, he took a half step back.
Yang Mo only retreated half a step. O'Neal was more surprised than anyone else. In his opinion, no one in the league today could withstand an impact of 80% of his strength. Unexpectedly, Yang Mo not only withstood 80% of the strength, but even with 90% of the strength he only retreated half a step.
Surprised, he quickly used the half-step spatial advantage, turned around quickly, and then used his strength to suppress Yang Mo's body and made a hook shot... Although Yang Mo tried his best to block the shot, the difference in tonnage, height and strength made it impossible for him to touch O'Neal's basketball. He could only watch the basketball fly over his head, and then...swish!
O'Neal's goal!
However, he did not enjoy the cheers of the people of Los Angeles, even though he had brought the championship to the city for three consecutive years.
There were only a few applause and cheers in the entire Staples Center, and the rest was insults and boos from women. They firmly labeled him a villain.
There is no way. In the world of women, basketball is not important at all. They only pay attention to basketball because of Super Yang. They don't allow Super Yang to be scored on the head. Therefore, they have to abuse O'Neal.
Their reasons are impeccable.
O'Neal felt a little wronged. He was about to talk to Yang Mo about this matter, but Yang Mo had already rushed to the front court like lightning. When Yang Mo ran one step into the front three-point line, there was no defender within three meters in front, behind, left, and right. He thought his teammates would pass the ball to him. But... he obviously overestimated the broad-mindedness of those guys. They decisively did not pass the ball to him, and Devin Harris dribbled the ball to the front court very slowly.
Seeing this scene, Yang Mo felt chilled.
The whole audience booed. Even though those female fans didn't understand basketball, they knew that as long as they passed the ball to Super Yang, he would definitely slam dunk with great force.
Amid the boos from the audience, Yang Mo turned around and gestured to Doug Rivers, who also looked surprised, meaning for him to replace him.
Doc Rivers saw Yang Mo's gesture, but he didn't do it because he believed Devin Harris didn't mean it.
Rivers did not make any substitutions. After Devin Harris dribbled a few times outside the three-point line, he immediately jumped up and shot... bang!
The basketball missed the target again. Yang Mo tried his best to rush forward for a frontcourt rebound but found himself blocked by the meat-mountain O'Neal. He then watched Nowitzki rush into the inside and easily grab the rebound.
Facing O'Neal, Yang Mo was really passive. Because his advantage was either eaten up by O'Neal or strangled by his teammates. How could he play with O'Neal if he couldn't bring out his speed? What the hell!
Back in the half court, the West team once again focused on Shaquille O'Neal. O'Neal used 90% of his strength right from the start, thinking that he could squeeze half a step this time. But the result was that nothing happened, because Yang Mo had accumulated enough strength and resentment. With such strong support, how could O'Neal possibly get away?
O'Neal's 90% strength didn't get him anywhere, and he was terribly frightened. He quickly used all his strength to slam into Yang Mo... Bang! This time Yang Mo was finally pushed away half a body length, and O'Neal quickly turned around and hooked his shot... Shua!
The basketball went into the net!
After O'Neal scored, Yang Mo passed the ball to Harris and quickly ran forward. With Yang Mo's speed, Deron was no match for him.
In this case, all you need to do is throw the basketball to the front court, and Yang Mo will definitely score with a dunk.
But Devin Harris remained unmoved. Amid the boos and curses from the audience, he dribbled the ball slowly to the frontcourt.
Yang Mo finally couldn't help it. He decisively reached out and called a timeout. He walked directly to the technical desk, found the DJ on the scene, and took the microphone from him. Then he jumped onto the technical desk, bowed first, and said slowly: "I'm sorry, all the fans who bought tickets to support me, I'm sorry, the fans who used more than 700 million tickets to send me to the All-Star Game. Please forgive my willfulness, I won't play this game. But I will come back next year. Goodbye!"
As he said this, he bowed again.
After handing the microphone to the DJ, he tore off his Eastern Conference All-Star jersey, threw it into the audience, and then strode towards the player tunnel.
Seeing Yang Mo walking towards the dark player tunnel with his upper body naked and alone, the whole audience applauded. Everyone could see how aggrieved Yang Mo was tonight. He couldn't get the ball from his teammates, especially the two balls that could have been turned into dunks. They supported their idol's strike. If he couldn't get the ball, what was the point of playing?
After Yang Mo left in a heroic manner, nearly 15,000 fans in the stadium cursed and greeted the parents of Devin Harris and others, then stood up and left the stadium very decisively.
They voted with their feet for Yang Mo. Super Yang is gone, what else do they have to watch?
Soon, Staples Center became empty. The lively atmosphere of the All-Star Game was gone forever. It became like a gathering of a group of out-of-date stars, cold, desolate and sad.
As you can imagine, this All-Star Game was a complete failure! An All-Star Game with less than 30% attendance is a record.
This scene slapped those selfish people in the face. It also made David Stern furious: What are those bastards playing at? Are they trying to destroy the female market that I have managed so hard to build? Why don't they pass the ball to Super Yang!?
David Stern was furious, and the players of the Eastern team looked at each other in bewilderment. They didn't expect Yang Mo to be so stubborn, to leave when he said he would, and not to play when he said he would not.
They could feel Yang Mo's anger from the beginning of the game. After all, they did go too far. No one passed the ball to him except Iverson. Although he could make up for his psychological imbalance by grabbing rebounds, he was still unhappy.
Since you are unhappy, why should you continue to suffer?
