Chapter 418 Super Yang
"I think that apart from all the exposure and attention, Yang's real strength should be similar to Joe Johnson, an All-Star substitute-level player, but if you say he is in the top 10, that's an overestimation." Steve Kerr said indifferently, with a fair look: "Both of them are good scorers, and both are leaders of mid-level teams. The similarities between them are very high."
Chris Webber obviously disagreed with Steve Kerr's words. He retorted very straightforwardly, "No, Young is at least one level ahead of Joe Johnson. First of all, Joe Johnson has never climbed to the second place in the scoring list. Second, Young's offensive efficiency is much higher than Johnson's. Third, Young's inside ability is something Joe Johnson will never be able to learn in his lifetime. Finally, the Knicks were one of the three worst teams in the league last season. After sending away All-Star Zach Randolph, they have made great progress this year. This kind of immediate leadership ability is something Joe Johnson has never had from beginning to end."
"It's only halfway through this season, and it's a question whether the Knicks can make the playoffs. The Hawks have been a playoff team for several years in a row. Although Joe doesn't have the ability to work inside, his passing ability is also something that Young will never be able to reach." Steve Kerr argued: "An offensive player without the ability to pass the ball is at best just a stronger version of Nick Young. He will never be able to affect the opponent's tactical layout because it's not worth it."
"The results and statistics don't lie." Chris Webber also got angry during the argument, slammed the table and said angrily: "Johnson is a very good player, this is undeniable, but the fact is that he has been left far behind by Super Yang."
"Yes, the data speaks for itself. This year, Young's assists per game are 0.8, but his turnovers per game are as high as 1.2, which means that every time he passes the ball, there is a more than 50% chance of a turnover. Do you think a player with such a big flaw can surpass Joe Johnson?" Steve Kerr asked with a red face and stiff neck, "I know you are a fan of Young, but you are a commentator now, you should be fair."
Bang!
As soon as Steve Kerr finished speaking, a crisp sound came from the monitor, and then the fans in the stadium cheered and screamed like a tide. This wave of sound quickly attracted the attention of the two people who were arguing. By watching the replay, it was soon discovered why the fans were making such a violent noise: Yang Mo blocked the shot, and slapped the tallest player in the stadium, Thabit, to the ground.
The process of this block was also very bizarre. When Yang Mo came to the frontcourt to defend Evans, Steve Curry next to him had already passed the basketball to the unguarded Tabit in the interior. But at the moment when Tabit received the basketball and turned around to try to dunk, Yang Mo suddenly appeared in front of him like a gust of wind, and then he jumped high and slapped Tabit to the ground with a slap. Poor Tabit was too tall, and his posture when he fell to the ground was particularly awkward, or sissy. Because of the height of the jump, he could only twist and land in a beautiful snake posture, so that the contact area when falling to the ground would be larger, and the pain would be relatively less.
Since no one would have guessed that Yang Mo would appear in that position and give Thabeet a clean and domineering block, when the block occurred, the fans at the scene burst into applause and cheers as loud as the Yellow River bursting its banks.
After the second playback, the host and commentator suddenly realized that Yang Mo actually dared to rush into the restricted area before Steve Curry passed the ball. In other words, Yang Mo predicted Steve Curry's pass in advance and even calculated Thabeet's dunk. Because, as long as there is a slight accident in any link, this domineering block will end in vain.
"Who in the league do you think has a better overall view than this guy?" Chris Webber turned his head and asked Steve Kerr with interest, "He knows the best attacking area on the court better than the opponent's point guard."
"Maybe it's just a coincidence." Steve Kerr was a little shocked, but when faced with Chris Webber's question, he still chose to excuse himself. For him, his butt was already sitting sideways, so he might as well sit all the way sideways.
"Coincidence?" Chris Webber laughed. "The court changes in an instant, and opportunities are fleeting. Do you think there will be such a thing as a coincidence?"
Steve Kerr didn't respond, but Hollins interrupted: "Chris, do you think this ball was premeditated?"
"It was definitely calculated." Chris Webber said confidently: "You see, he started sprinting before Steve Curry passed the ball. In fact, according to normal defense at this time, he should continue to guard Evans, after all, Evans is his main defender. Even if he is not good enough, he should defend Steve Curry, who is the ball holder and poses a great threat. However, Yang chose the third way and ran into the penalty area. In other words, he predicted Steve Curry's intention before Steve Curry passed the ball. And the final block also proved that his guess was accurate."
"All his predictions are based on Steve Curry passing the ball. What if Steve doesn't pass the ball?" Hollins asked. "What if Steve chooses to shoot himself?"
"Hey, look at this position again." Chris Webber paused the scene before Curry passed the ball, and then drew a circle in the penalty area: "Look, there is only Tabit in this place. Hibbert, who is closest to him, was attracted to the weak side by Harden's baseline counter-run. He has his back to the penalty area and can't react at all. At this time, Curry's line of sight is exactly in a straight line with the penalty area, so as long as he is not blind, he will put the ball in. This is the simplest accomplishment of a point guard."
"Hearing you say that, I feel that Yang is both a psychological master and a tactical master. Not only can he find loopholes on the court, but he can also grasp the psychology of his opponents. This is amazing." Hollins joked with a smile.
It was originally a joke, but Chris Webber took it seriously: "You are right. Yang is really a tactical master. You see, during the Knicks' coaching change this year, he led the team alone and had a very good record, losing only one of the five games. Moreover, famous coaches such as Phil Jackson, Popovich and Doc Rivers have praised his tactical qualities, so he is fully worthy of the title of tactical master. As for the psychological master, you will know if you watch the New York vs. Cavaliers game last Sunday. LeBron James was never normal for a minute from beginning to end that night."
Just when Chris Webber was praising Yang Mo to the heavens, Steve Kerr next to him said lightly: "Even if you praise Yang like a god, he still can't pass the ball."
Chris Webber was powerless to refute Kerr's complaint. As he said, the data don't lie, and Yang Mo's data clearly showed that his passing was outrageous and there was no way to justify it.
At the same time, the game was back on track. Due to Yang Mo's tight defense, Evans was completely invisible, and all he had to do on the court was run back and forth. After stealing a few spots, Yang Mo gradually became a workhorse-type player, giving all the spotlight to Westbrook, setting screens for him and letting him shoot.
After playing for nearly ten minutes, Evans finally left the court, and his score was still zero. When Yang Mo saw Evans leave, he also waved his hand and went to rest. For tonight's game, he defined himself as a soy sauce player, just to deal with the arrogant guy Evans.
Although the first-year team lacked the support of the No. 1 draft pick Blake Griffin, their strength should not be underestimated. Yang Mo rested for less than five minutes, and the second-year team seemed to be unable to cope with it. Harden's breakthrough and Curry's three-pointer began to cause great trouble for the second-year team, and the original lead was gradually eroded by these two.
But at this time, Yang Mo had no desire to continue playing . He thought it was fine to let Westbrook and the others play, and he couldn't take care of everything. Although Yang Mo was a flamboyant person, he didn't want to be too high-profile.
Yang Mo sat on the bench until the end of the first half. The rookie game was different from the regular season. There were only two quarters, each lasting 20 minutes. After 20 minutes, the score was 77:68. The freshmen went from being 11 points behind to leading by 9 points, making up 20 points.
"Yang, those two guys are so abominable. One breaks through and the other shoots, and their hit rate is too high. They are just bullying Derrick, OJ and Eric because they didn't play this year. If they were all here, it would be so easy for us to destroy these guys." Westbrook said while panting. He scored 29 points in the first half, which had already broken the record, but the price he paid for it is the panting and shortness of breath he is now experiencing.
"Take a break first. I'll go up and take care of them in the second half." Yang Mo smiled and patted his shoulder. "I told you, the MVP is yours. No one can stop me, not even those two rookies."
"Okay, you must make sure that No. 30 gets the feeling of being cummed in the face often. He hit three three-pointers in a row over my head, which pissed me off." Westbrook looked very angry. He was very unhappy with Steve Curry's abnormal three-pointer, and he himself had no three-point ability, so he could only hope that Yang Mo would destroy him.
Of course Yang Mo agreed immediately: "Leave it to me."
When it comes to three-point shooting, he has never been afraid of anyone.
The halftime break of the rookie game was different from that of the regular season. Soon, some basketball legends, WNBA players and ordinary spectators appeared on the court to compete in groups. They played very lively, but the winner was decided very quickly because Larry Bird's shooting was as accurate as when he played.
Just as Yang Mo was paying attention to the situation on the court, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder. Before Yang Mo could react, a familiar voice rang in his ears: "Superrise!!"
