Chapter 396 Fighting!!
On the morning of the game, Yang Mo finally saw Stockton at Madison Square Garden. At that time, Yang Mo was getting used to the venue and practicing mid-range shooting. Swish! Swish! Swish!
The touch is very good, with a faint feeling of being outside the three-point line.
This is a very good thing for Yang Mo. If she can shine in the middle distance in the game, her chances of winning will undoubtedly increase by 10%.
At this time, Stockton came to the court accompanied by Isaiah Thomas. He sat on the sidelines and watched Yang Mo shoot more than a dozen baskets. He turned sideways and laughed at Thomas, saying, "This guy's power rhythm is really similar to mine. No wonder you said he can't pass the ball at all. It seems that you found the right person!"
"His defense is already very perfect. Although his offense is not comprehensive, he has several strong points. The only flaw is passing. If you can improve his passing technique, I think he can put LeBron James under his feet within three years." Isaiah Thomas said confidently.
"It's a bit exaggerated." Stockton nodded and said, "But it's not impossible for him to compete with LeBron within three years. Let's see how he performs tonight."
"Don't you plan to give him some pointers now?" Isaiah Thomas suddenly asked, "Maybe your pointers can help him perform unexpectedly in tonight's game? "
"I want to see what his limit is when he can't pass the ball." Stockton smiled slightly, then turned and walked off the court.
Seeing this, Isaiah Thomas could only sigh slightly and walked out.
When Yang Mo saw Stockton coming, she wanted to go over and say hello, but in the blink of an eye, he was gone again. She had no choice but to give up and continue to train actively.
At the same time, the outside world's attention to this game has become more and more intense as time goes by. Yang Mo, as the most talked-about star in the league, openly challenged the current number one player in the league. No matter what the result is, it has already caused a sensation. Now basketball lovers all over the world have cast their eyes on this game, and they are also looking forward to what the result will be tonight.
Of course, most polls show that LeBron James has a much higher chance of winning than Yang Mo. Because to many people, Yang Mo is more like a movie star. Although he has had many highlights, he is still far inferior to LeBron James's performance of averaging a triple-double.
"How can that guy beat LeBron? Come on, this is not even on the same level!" Kevin Durant said in a very dismissive tone when asked by reporters about his opinion on the game. It was obvious that he didn't think highly of Yang Mo at all. Even though Yang Mo had left him behind in the scoring list.
But, then again, what right does Kevin Durant have to look down on Yang Mo? He is not much better than Yang Mo now. His passing skills are not much better than Yang Mo. He is just a pure scorer and is not as good as Yang Mo on the defensive end.
Fortunately, Yang Mo was adapting to the field training and did not hear what he said. If Yang Mo had heard it, he would have scolded him to death.
In the afternoon, players from the Cavaliers and the Knicks entered the venue for training, but Yang Mo left. He felt that his training intensity was enough, and too much pre-match training would not be good.
Back in the locker room, Yang Mo specifically found Stan.
"Old man, we have to spend two quarters on running and gunning tonight, otherwise we won't be able to create any surprises for the Cavaliers." Yang Mo immediately proposed his concept: "If we play with a full lineup, we are definitely not their opponent. We will only be eaten away by them bit by bit at a lukewarm pace."
It's not that Stein didn't know this, but he was a bit pedantic: "But, does this mean that our tactics are on the wrong track?"
"Of course not. I only do this occasionally when I have no other choice." Yang Mo patted his shoulder and said, "Win this game. I will never interfere with your tactics again. I will give you the most freedom."
After receiving Yang Mo's assurance, Stein finally breathed a sigh of relief. In addition to worrying about the tactical changes, he was most worried that Yang Mo would sideline him and he would become a puppet. Because in this way, all the fun of the head coach would be emptied.
After finalizing the tactics, Yang Mo discussed it with Stern and decided to start the crazy run-and-gun game three minutes after the first quarter. In the first eight minutes, they still had to play positional offense with the Cavaliers, testing the quality of the Cavaliers while also honing their own team.
It can be said that the first eight minutes of the first quarter will be the most critical eight minutes of the game. If you can't hold on during these eight minutes, then... it's all over. No matter how hard you chase, you won't be able to catch up.
After discussing tactics with Stein, Yang Mo took out the tactical board and drew the running and gunning routes on it. When playing against an opponent like the Cavaliers, all running positions must be refined, and it is impossible to just keep hitting randomly. Chaotic battles are necessary, but random hitting is resolutely prohibited.
Time passed as Yang Mo racked his brains to draw up tactics. It was unknown how long it had passed before the players who had been warming up returned to the locker room. Yang Mo quickly summoned Nate Robinson, Gallinari, Jeffreys, Veltt, Chandler and other players to start tactical analysis with them. After Yang Mo's detailed explanation, they all nodded and thought it was feasible.
Yang Mo's tactical thinking is actually very clear, that is, long-distance running plus short-distance direct passes, through cross-screening to get open space, and then shoot. Almost every set of offense is through the cooperation of three people in a small range, among which there are nine variations, and everyone can become a passer, screener, and attacker. Yang Mo is equivalent to combining the triangle offense with run-and-gun.
Stein couldn't help but secretly gasp when he heard Yang Mo's tactical arrangement. He was also amazed. This is not to say that this tactic is so exquisite, but it is definitely effective. Moreover, being able to arrange such a targeted tactic in such a short time and making it easy for the players to understand is not something that ordinary head coaches can do.
It's definitely genius level!
After Yang Mo arranged the tactics, Milicic shyly walked to Yang Mo and whispered, "Yang, will Paris come tonight?"
"Uh..." Yang Mo was stunned by the question. How did he know whether Hilton would come? He scratched his head and said with a smile: "She should come to see your performance. Wasn't your last party very harmonious? Come on, I think if you continue this good momentum, she will definitely fall in love with you."
Yang Mo's encouragement was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, rippling the spring water in Milicic's heart. He laughed like a fangirl and muttered, "I will definitely make her fall in love with me."
Yang Mo, a seven-foot-tall man, murmured such hypocritical words in a delicate voice, and I couldn't help but get goose bumps all over my body: You are courting death! Are you acting in a Qiong Yao drama?
Of course, he kept all these complaints to himself. He didn't want to hurt the weak heart of the main center before the game. After all, he had to watch him wreak havoc in the penalty area tonight.
After comforting Milicic, whose IQ was only 20% of his love life, Yang Mo clapped his hands and gathered the players together. Then he said loudly: "Soon, a big battle will come. Do you have the confidence to win this game?"
"Yes!" The Cavaliers players tried their best to respond. Although their voices were loud, they always felt that something was missing in the momentum.
"Are you afraid?" Yang Mo laughed and said, "Do you think the Cavaliers are very strong? Do you think they have the strength to win the championship? And we are no match for them at all?"
Yang Mo's question slowly struck the players' hearts. Although they did not speak, they had already accepted this fact in their hearts.
"It was the same with the Cavaliers last year. Everyone said they could win the championship. Everyone said they would beat the Heat 4-0 in the first round." Yang Mo restrained his smile and said seriously, "But I beat them twice in their home court. You must think it was very difficult. In fact, it was not difficult at all. The Cavaliers are just a group of softies who look strong. As long as you are tougher than them, they will surrender automatically."
At this point, Yang Mo paused, glanced at his teammates' crotches, and asked with a smile, "Are there any wimps among us?"
Everyone was laughing and shaking their heads, and the atmosphere was very happy.
But then Yang Mo asked sternly, "Are there any wimps?"
Everyone was startled at first, and then they all shouted in unison: "No!"
At this moment, all the momentum was burning up.
Finally, it looked like a fight.
"Very good, since there are no wimps, let's join hands and take down those wimps in Cleveland!" Yang Mo clenched his fist, raised his arm and shouted, "I know no one is optimistic about us now, everyone thinks we are doomed to fail! To hell with them! We are the invincible heroes, and we will crush over anyone who looks down on us. Tonight, we must win! Fighting!!"
Fighting!!!
