Chapter 4. Sharks are weak?
While Yang Mo was constantly speculating, the referee blew the whistle... Ding!
After the whistle sounded, Olajuwon on the opposite side jumped up immediately...bang!
The basketball was easily hit into Kenny Smith's hands, because Yang Mo didn't even jump... he was still thinking about his own things.
At the same time, Kenny Smith had already quickly carried the basketball to the front court, and then passed it to Drexler who cut into the basket quickly for a layup. Olajuwon got the ball, then Kenny Smith received the ball, and finally Drexler cut into the basket for a layup. The entire offense was smooth, the tactics were simple, sophisticated, and clean.
After scoring the goal, Yang Mo woke up from his thoughts. As soon as he woke up, Penny Hardaway ran over angrily and asked rudely, "Shaq, what are you doing?"
"..." Yang Mo was speechless because he was still in shock, or he had not yet accepted the fact that he had become Shaquille O'Neal.
He still thinks it was just a dream, a dream so clear that he could see the face of every supporting character!
Running quickly to the half court, Yang Mo habitually stood outside the three-point line. Although Yang Mo's basketball idol was the violent Shawn Kemp, due to physical confrontation, his playing style was destined to be outside the three-point line. Over time, his three-point shooting became more and more accurate, and he habitually became a three-point turret when playing.
Oddly enough, Yang Mo had a very good skeleton, but he just didn't have enough strength to fill his muscles, which was why he was repeatedly rejected by professional teams.
Hardaway didn't know why the Shark suddenly swam out of the penalty area and stopped outside the three-point line, but he still passed the ball to Yang Mo. He wanted to run back and then receive the pass from Yang Mo and directly invade the penalty area.
However, he had just passed the ball to Yang Mo, and before he even had time to run back, Yang Mo shot, quickly, decisively, and with a resolute attitude, just like a shooter who is well versed in the art of three-point shooting.
Bang!
The basketball shot was just a hair's breadth away.
Seeing this, Yang Mo couldn't help but shook his arm heavily. He muttered in self-blame: If only I had used a little less force just now.
As he swung his arms, the whole audience booed. Orlando fans couldn't understand why a guy with a free throw rate of no more than 40% would choose to shoot a three-pointer with more than ten seconds left in the offensive time. They felt that their Shark was completely crazy, and their Shark had been beaten from an unscrupulous ruler to a kite-like woman.
"Dude, are you kidding me?" Hardaway ran over and yelled at Yang Mo in annoyance.
Yang Mo was stunned when he heard this. His mind was still confused, so he simply ran away. What he was thinking about now was how to find out Shaquille O'Neal's strength as soon as possible. Only by finding out could he make a three-pointer.
Well, up to now, Yang Mo still does not equate himself with Shaquille O'Neal.
At this time, the Rockets played a double point guard lineup, which was actually a small run-and-gun lineup: Olajuwon, Robert Horry, Drexler, Kenny Smith, Sam Cassell. In this lineup, almost everyone had the ability to attack independently, and the attack range was quite large. However, it also inevitably suffered from the common problem of run-and-gun teams, lack of rebounding protection.
Yang Mo didn't care at all about Olajuwon's upward movement. He just stayed in the restricted area, showing a clear attitude of "I will let you shoot": being able to prevent Olajuwon from shooting outside the restricted area was already a very successful defense.
After the basketball was passed back and forth between Kenny Smith and Sam Cassell outside the three-point line, it was finally handed to Olajuwon who was coordinating near the free throw line: neither of these point guards could find a way to tear through the Magic's defense and cut directly into the penalty area. After all, Yang Mo was already standing there with a covetous look in his eyes, and if they broke in, they would only be in trouble.
Olajuwon took the basketball, but Yang Mo remained unmoved, with an expression that said, "I'll be waiting for you in the restricted area." Olajuwon could see the provocation in Yang Mo's expression, but he was no longer at the age of being hot-blooded and brave. So, he chose to shoot... swish!
The basketball went in without a doubt because Yang Mo didn't put any defensive pressure on him at all.
"What's wrong with Shaq today? He was shooting from beyond the three-point line on offense and hiding in the restricted area on defense. There's something wrong with him!" The commentator on the scene said strangely, expressing everyone's doubts.
Back in the frontcourt, Hardaway no longer passed the ball to Yang Mo. He broke away from the defense and made a mid-range shot.
The ball was rotated and back in the half court, Yang Mo still stayed deep in the penalty area. His idea was to guard the penalty area tightly and not let others run into the penalty area to run wild. As for them wanting to shoot outside, it was up to them. Shooting will not kill people.
Yang Mo's idea was right. The Rockets coach Tomjanovich, who was old and experienced, also saw Yang Mo's idea, so he quickly made a gesture to the point guard Kenny Smith, meaning that he should attack the inside and cause damage. If O'Neal could be knocked off the court, the suspense of this game would end in advance.
Yang Mo wanted to create a no-fly zone in the restricted area, but the Rockets' idea was to resolve all battles within the restricted area.
Chapter 4: The Weak and Weird Shark
Conflicts arose and thus, war began.
When Kenny Smith brought the ball to the front court, he immediately pulled Olajuwon, who was near the free throw line, to the three-point line. Since Robert Horry had been wandering outside the three-point line, the huge paint area was suddenly empty. Fortunately, O'Neal was still guarding the paint area, otherwise the restricted area would have become a no-man's land.
After Olajuwon was pulled outside the three-point line, Kenny Smith immediately used him to make a solid pick-and-roll, and then quickly rushed in. After getting rid of the defense, he cut straight into the restricted area without stopping for a moment.
When Kenny Smith cut in quickly, Yang Mo couldn't help but be stunned. He had never played in a professional league and had never seen a breakthrough player of this level.
Kenny Smith didn't give Yang Mo time to be stunned. He accelerated suddenly and rushed over... puff, their bodies touched each other immediately.
Although Yang Mo was not hurt physically by the sudden collision, she was psychologically a little uncomfortable, so she subconsciously took a step back and forgot to raise her hands.
Yang Mo retreated, and Kenny Smith in the air naturally expanded. After a slight pull in the air, he suddenly moved towards Yang Mo's upper body, and then attacked... Ding!
As the basketball passed over Yang Mo's pupils, which were looking up at a 45-degree angle, the referee blew the whistle.
Swish! The basketball went into the net, breaking the hearts of Orlando fans! After the ball went in, the whole audience immediately groaned and booed. There were many types of boos, 30% for the referee, 30% for Kenny Smith, and 40% for Yang Mo.
Yes, most fans think that Shaquille O'Neal should not be fouled so easily. He should use his giant palm to slap the basketball to the front court, which is in line with the dominance of the big shark.
"Shaq, you must have gone to a prostitute last night. You look weak and timid. You don't look like a shark at all. You look like a lobster. Haha!" Kenny Smith did not forget to show off his arrogance after scoring the goal.
"Just wait!" Yang Mo gritted his teeth and swore in his heart that he would beat Kenny Smith to death.
However, at this moment he has not realized that he has turned into Shaquille O'Neal, a shark with abnormal strength and explosive power.
"Shaq, show him some color and let him know your strength." Teammate Anderson hurried over and whispered to Yang Mo.
"Okay, no problem." Yang Mo nodded.
At this time, Kenny Smith missed the free throw, and Yang Mo pushed Olajuwon away to grab the rebound. At the moment of grabbing the rebound, Yang Mo suddenly realized something: How did my strength become so great? I actually pushed Olajuwon away with just a push.
Yang Mo was thinking when he arrived at the front court. When he arrived at the front court, he immediately rushed into the penalty area and fought with Olajuwon. He found that his strength was indeed extremely strong and Olajuwon could not pose any threat to him at all, so he reached out for the ball.
However, Hardaway turned a blind eye to it, because Yang Mo's performance just now was too bad, and he was afraid that he would make mistakes again if he passed the ball to him. So he took the initiative to attack, and after a gorgeous change of posture, he made a quick stop jump shot... His touch was pretty good, and the basketball fell into the net with a swish.
"Try to give the ball to me next time." While retreating, Yang Mo asked Hardaway for the ball.
Hardaway hesitated and said, "Okay, but you have to score. Don't be such a wimp."
"Okay." Yang Mo agreed. He now understood how powerful the power he possessed was, so he agreed immediately.
Back in the half court, when Kenny Smith brought the basketball to the front court, Drexel reached out for the ball and quickly passed it over. After all, Drexel was the Rockets' outside core player. If he wanted the ball, who would dare not give it to him?
After Drexler received the basketball, he immediately called out his old college teammate Olajuwon, who got past the defender with a pick-and-roll. Although he is old, his athletic ability is still excellent.
So, within a moment, Drexler had already entered the restricted area. He took two steps, then jumped high, and instantly glided towards the basket like a glider...
call!
When Drexler passed through the air with the ball in his right hand, the air flow changed accordingly.
Upon seeing this, Yang Mo quickly stepped slightly to the left, waiting for Drexler to approach, then he immediately jumped up and stretched out his giant palm to slap the glider that should have been sent back to the repair shop.
Who would have thought that when Drexler slid close to the basket and Yang Mo was about to jump, this guy suddenly pulled the lever in the air and quickly switched the basketball back to his left hand. Instantly, Yang Mo was caught off guard. His defensive focus had already shifted to the left, and now Drexler suddenly changed his mind, how could he switch back?
So... boom!
The basket made a slight sound, and when Yang Mo turned around, Drexler had already fallen from the basket.
His nickname is the glider, and he does not have the ability of a bomber. Therefore, his dunks are always elegant, or in other words, spectacular.
However, even if this was a dunk for show, Yang Mo could not accept it.
In his opinion, it would be a humiliation for him if someone could dunk over his head.
"The air above your head is really fresh. It has not been polluted by your saliva."
After Drexler landed, he did not forget to give Yang Mo a harmless smile and added a provocative word.
"What a pity that it is now polluted by your dirty mouth!" Yang Mo replied disapprovingly. Although he wanted to tear the Drexel to pieces immediately for provoking him in the last second, he had calmed down in this second.
Drexler thought that Yang Mo would at least glare at him, but he didn't expect that Yang Mo's eyes, looking at him, would be as calm as autumn water.
"Why do I feel more scared when he does this?"
Drexler murmured softly. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave when being stared at by Yang Mo's calm eyes. Yes, it was as if he was shrouded in an unpredictable and unbearable conspiracy.
"Fuck it, how dare you, a human being, pee and shit on my head! I'm not dough, fuck!"
Yang Mo roared angrily and ran back to the half court. No one could understand what Yang Mo said because he was speaking in Chinese, but everyone could hear the anger in his 'Yiyi Yaya' words, and it was extreme anger.
