Chapter 403: Momentum Contest
After a while, the players from both sides walked back to the court from the locker room. During the warm-up, Yang Mo glanced at James on the opposite side and found that James was full of murderous intent and a look of hostility. To put it more directly, he looked like everyone owed him five million dollars.
Yang Mo didn't take James's expression seriously. Usually, people who lose a game have this expression. But at this moment, he felt something was wrong, as if he had neglected something important.
While Yang Mo was feeling a little anxious, the whistle sounded and the third quarter began.
Back on the court, the Cavaliers' lineup had quietly returned to the starting lineup. O'Neal's huge body was fixed in the restricted area of the half court early. Although he was very old, this three or four hundred pounds of flesh was still very lethal. At least, Milicic standing in front of him was as small as a primary school student facing a high school student.
drop!
As the referee blew the whistle, Valanciunas passed the ball directly to James, who dribbled the ball slowly to the front court. Yang Mo quickly took a step forward from outside the three-point line and intercepted James near the midline, and then the two bodies touched each other strongly... Bang! Bang!
The confrontation of strength and the entanglement of footsteps were carried out at the same time, making it extremely hot. The movements were unnatural and exceeded the rules. Both the attacker and the defender were suspected of fouls. However, the referee turned a blind eye. This was a duel between superstars. One was the No. 1 player in the league, and the other was the No. 1 player with the strongest appeal in the league. They couldn't afford to offend either of them. They had already formed a tacit understanding. Whenever there was a duel between these two people, as long as there was no fight, no matter how exciting the scene was, they would never blow the whistle. You can play however you want!
The referee's laissez-faire attitude undoubtedly enhanced the viewing experience of the game. Barkley even shouted directly in the live broadcast: "Look, this is confrontation, this is real basketball."
While Barkley was shouting "real basketball" , Varejao quickly stepped forward to set a screen for James. Taking advantage of the gap in Varejao's screen, the talented James suddenly accelerated, and his superhuman explosive power allowed him to instantly get rid of the fighting area with Yang Mo. But as soon as he got rid of Yang Mo, Jeffries, who was determined to implement the tactics, flew up and tried to stop James.
But, he is not Yang Mo after all. How can his body thickness withstand the bombardment of James?
Bang!
With a loud bang, as soon as the two bodies touched, Jeffries' thin body was thrown aside, and he was completely unable to stop the tank from crushing him. What was worse was that he was completely blocked from chasing Yang Mo, causing the two people's defenses to clash and consume each other.
James rushed towards the restricted area. Due to his high speed, the Knicks' defense had no time to shrink. Milicic in the center wanted to block the shot, but unfortunately, O'Neal had already blocked his struggle with his huge body. He could only watch James fly into the restricted area, and then smash the basketball into the basket with thunderous !
boom!
As the basket roared, the long-suppressed depression of the entire scene was all poured out, and those fans who were choked by Yang Mo before stood up and waved their fists and roared. It seemed that they finally got a chance to feel proud.
James himself arrogantly pounded his chest with his right fist and shouted: "This is the real James..."
Before he finished his roar, Yang Mo sneered and reminded him: "I say, James, you only got two points, what's so great about it? The guy who is behind by more than 20 points should just shut up."
"I will get it back." James turned around and glared at Yang Mo, saying word by word: "I will always be the invincible James."
James' words were full of murderous intent, but Yang Mo found it humorous. He couldn't help but sneered, "Are you sure you won't blush when you say that?"
Having said that, Yang Mo turned around and ran towards the half court.
James was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. He felt so uncomfortable. It was obviously him who dunked, and it was obviously him who showed off his power. Why did this guy make him feel so uncomfortable as if he had just broken up with his lover with just a few words? Why was he so annoying?
There is no other way, that is the purpose of trash talk. And as a trash talk master, Yang Mo finds it extremely easy to make people unhappy.
James had no chance of being at ease after getting into trouble with Yang Mo, unless he won the final victory.
Back in the half court, Yang Mo finally understood why he felt something was wrong before. It turned out that there was no main attacker at all. Although this lineup is mainly defensive, it must have one or two attackers, right? But the problem is that except for Yang Mo, no one else's attacking methods are reliable. Jeffries and Jordan Hill are pure blue-collar workers, and Milicic is like the Six Meridians Divine Sword, sometimes useful and sometimes useless. Larry Hughes, except for convulsions, is a salted fish, and now he is obviously in a salted fish state.
Yang Mo thought about it for a while and made a decision before Larry Hughes brought the ball over. He gave the ball to Milicic and asked him to play one-on-one. After all, he was closest to the basket and with the help of Paris Hilton, his chances of hitting the ball were not too low.
At Yang Mo's instruction, Larry Hughes quickly passed the ball to Milicic in the paint. After Milicic received the ball, he first faked two shots, then turned around and hooked the ball. His movements were very graceful and his posture was beautiful. But, unfortunately, when O'Neal's fat body touched him, his final shot was deformed... Bang! The basketball hit the basket very disappointingly. Although Jordan Hill wanted to grab the rebound, the basketball eventually fell into the hands of Varejao who had already positioned himself.
Varejao grabbed the rebound and passed it to James again.
After James received the ball, he raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, the counterattack begins!!"
This voice was full of passion, and the Cavaliers players also responded one after another.
Seeing the Cavaliers' momentum was about to burn, Yang Mo was extremely anxious. If the game was really dragged into the Cavaliers' rhythm, it would be really over. A difference of 20 points was not big at all. Because the Knicks did not have the foundation of a strong team at all. They were just a group of guys who relied on surprise attacks to win. If they really set up a fight, they would be destroyed in minutes.
No, we must not let him build up the momentum!
Yang Mo gritted his teeth and growled, then quickly stuck to James, ready to defend him throughout the court.
Bang! Bang!
The two bodies began to collide from within the three-point line in half court. Every step James took was very difficult. He would suffer at least one blow from Yang Mo's body like a boulder every time he took a step.
This made his strength drain away quickly, but he could only grit his teeth and move forward. Like Yang Mo, he had no way out. Now both of them were carrying the team's victory or defeat on their own shoulders, and any of their actions would affect the final victory or defeat.
The battle between the two men finally started at this moment.
After a series of collisions, acceleration and deceleration, James finally brought the ball to the front court. When he got to the front court, he suddenly lowered his waist. Yang Mo thought he was going to attack, so he quickly pressed on. Unexpectedly, James quickly stood up and used his height and arm span to pass the ball high. Yang Mo looked back and saw that the basketball was passed to the bottom corner of the three-point line at an extremely fast speed. West caught the ball and shot... Swish!
A three-pointer! The score difference has quickly returned to within 20 points.
It was less than forty seconds into the game and they had already recovered five points. It was so easy.
At this time, Madison Square Garden was filled with cheers again. The New York fans used their cheers to vividly illustrate their shamelessness. Their happy faces looked as if they had just licked someone's asshole.
Yang Mo felt angry and sad at the same time. This kind of cheering is a great encouragement to the visiting team and has a strong bonus to their morale. But for the home team players, it will make them more discouraged and make them feel that they are fighting alone. And what's even more sad is that it will make them not know what they are fighting for . Even the people in their own city want them to lose? Then, what is the reason that supports them to continue to fight hard?
There is no doubt that the Knicks players have been affected, and the impact is huge. They look frustrated and helpless, feeling like they have been abandoned.
Seeing the Knicks players looking like eggplants hit by frost, James couldn't help but feel a little proud, thinking that God is really helping me. If I can complete a comeback with more than 20 points, I will definitely get more support from the public. By then... Ahahaha! !
While James was feeling extremely happy, Stan signaled Yang Mo whether he wanted to take a timeout, but Yang Mo shook his head.
Then, Yang Mo pointed at the New York fans cheering for the Cavaliers and shouted to his teammates, "Guys, do you dare to join me in slapping those shameless guys in the face?"
"Dare!" Yang Mo's roar exploded in the hearts of the Knicks players like a bomb, and all the grievances and dissatisfaction turned into a unanimous roar.
"FUCK you!" Yang Mo raised his middle finger to those fans without hesitation.
FUCK you!
Similarly, the other four players also raised their middle fingers, and then the entire New York bench stood up and raised their middle fingers, including Coach Stein. The grievances and dissatisfaction in their hearts were finally revealed because of Yang Mo's encouragement, and soon these negative energies were twisted into a rope and turned into an unparalleled force.
drop!
The referee quickly blew a technical foul on Stan.
No one objected and they accepted it calmly.
When Mo Williams stepped onto the free throw line to shoot, Yang Mo led four teammates to huddle together and kept shouting at the top of their lungs: Victory! Victory! Victory!
In an instant, the momentum exploded.
"Young is definitely a natural born commander!" At this time, Stockton, who was sitting on the sidelines, turned his head and said excitedly to Isaiah Thomas: "He knows how to mobilize the momentum of his teammates better than anyone else. He actually turned all these unfavorable factors around and turned negative emotions into positive energy. Next, the Cavaliers will just have to wait to bear the wrath of the Knicks!"
"Yes, I'm looking forward to the next game." Isaiah Thomas next to him also looked very excited.
Stockton looked at James serving the ball on the court, shook his head and said slowly: "LeBron also wants to boost morale, but it is obvious that his methods are too low-level. When Yang learns my pass, LeBron... hehe."
