Chapter 420: Universal Bug
drop!
Yang Mo requested a timeout, and then walked straight to the bench. When he got to the bench, Yang Mo bypassed Howard, the nominal head coach of the sophomore team, and Bob Kula, the de facto head coach of the Celtics, and directly called out the names of his players: "Russell, Gallinani, Michael Beasley and Beasley, the four of you will follow me and show these ignorant rookies what real run-and-gun is !"
After Yang Mo named his players, Bob Kula next to him tried to say something, but Yang Mo was too lazy to say anything to him. He took the tactical board from him and said to the four players whose names he named, "Look, it's our show time! Gallinani, you lie in wait here, just like you did in the Knicks. Russell, you control the basketball, and we will get enough assists for you. Beasley, you follow me at any time, and I will provide you with enough screens and secondary rebounds, understand? As for Mario, your task is to roam around, you are a transit station, understand?"
Yang Mo's tactical arrangement was very simple. Except for Westbrook, the other three had worked with him before, and they had a tacit understanding and were very familiar with it.
"Come on, guys, put your hands up, one, two, three! Get rid of the rookie!!" Yang Mo shouted to encourage loudly and led the players onto the court with murderous .
Seeing the players following Yang Mo to the court with murderous intent, Bob Kula was a little unresponsive: I am the head coach, right?
He looked at Dwight Howard next to him in confusion, and Howard shrugged his shoulders as well. He didn't know why Yang Mo suddenly dominated the bench. Looking at Yang Mo's back as he entered the court, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva: Damn, how domineering!
"If this guy was in Boston, Rivers would definitely put him on the daily observation list and he wouldn't get a chance to play all season." Bob Kula said angrily. He hated the feeling of being deprived of power, but since the All-Star Game was a joyful and peaceful atmosphere, he couldn't just replace Yang Mo.
"No." Howard shook his head with certainty and said, "If Yang joins the Celtics, Doc Rivers will definitely follow his instructions in everything."
"Impossible, Doug is not the kind of head coach who can tolerate players challenging his authority." Bob Kula answered more firmly. He was confident that he knew Rivers better than Howard.
"Look over there." Howard pointed to the left rear. Bob Kula looked in the direction Howard pointed and found that Rivers was holding his hands in a trumpet shape and shouting loudly: Super Yang! Come on! !
Oh my god, Doc Rivers is a fan of that guy?
Bob Kula was extremely shocked. At this time, Howard spoke again to remind him: "Don't you know that Doc Rivers has always been a supporter of Yang? Every time Yang quarreled with other players or coaches, he always supported Yang."
After Howard's reminder, Bob Kula suddenly felt a little relieved: Fortunately, I didn't lose my temper just now, otherwise wouldn't it be a disguised way of going against Doug? I am his assistant coach. If I offend him, my job will be unstable.
While Bob Kula was secretly rejoicing, the game had already resumed. When the referee blew the whistle to resume the game, Yang Mo quickly passed the ball to Russell Westbrook, and then all the second-year players instantly rushed to the front court like bullets fired from a machine gun, making the audience's eyes light up: Is this going to be a gorgeous run-and-gun battle?
No, Yang Mo's plan is not as simple as running and gunning. His plan is to completely abandon defense. All the second-year players have only one thought on the court, that is, offense. Whether they have the ball or the opponent has the ball. This is called going all out, using the best offense to create the strongest defense.
When Westbrook rushed to the three-point line with the ball, he took advantage of the freshman team's unstable footing and quickly passed the ball to Gallinani in the bottom corner. But I don't know if Gallinani was not used to Westbrook's passing force, and faced with no defense, he missed the shot!
Bang!
As the sound of the basketball hitting the iron was heard, the fans who were waiting to watch the attack like mercury pouring out of the ground subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. But just as they breathed a sigh of relief, they quickly took a breath again. They saw a man in white clothes suddenly jumped up from the penalty area like an onion pulled up from a dry land, snatched the backboard directly from Blair's head, and then slammed it on the backboard again.
Just when everyone didn't understand what was going on, another white shadow came flying from outside the penalty area, drew an arc in the air, caught the rebounding basketball and slammed it into the basket!
boom!
As the microphone under the basket vibrated vigorously, the fans at the scene instantly turned their tense breaths into excited roars. It was so cool. This goal, with its twists and turns and climaxes, was like a Hollywood blockbuster , full of dramatic tension and whetting the audience's appetite. Therefore, their roars seemed extremely heartfelt.
After the roar of more than 100,000 people died down a bit, the DJ on the scene shouted in a high-pitched voice: Michael Beasley!!!
After the DJ yelled at Michael Beasley, the person who performed the dunk, the fans at the scene yelled out the name of the person who created the dunk even louder: Super Yang!!!
There is no doubt that the main credit for this dunk should be attributed to Yang Mo. The fans have sharp eyes. After all, it was Yang Mo who beat Blair to grab the rebound and it was also Yang Mo who made the creative pass. To put it bluntly, Beasley was just lucky enough to slam the basketball into the basket. If it was anyone else on the court, it would not affect the excitement of this ball.
Facing the roars of more than 100,000 Dallas residents, Yang Mo remained quite calm. He just smiled and nodded towards the sky, looking extremely arrogant.
"Wow, this dunk is definitely one of the top ten shots of the day." ESPN's Hollins excitedly shouted: "I didn't expect Yang to be able to pass the ball so creatively."
"But someone just said he can't pass the ball." Chris Webber echoed, with a hint of ridicule in his tone. His words were obviously echoing Steve Kerr's previous ridicule of Yang Mo. How ironic it was, one after the other.
"It's just a coincidence. Who hasn't picked up money on the roadside since childhood?" Steve Cole said leisurely, "But we can only pick up money once or a few times. It's impossible for us to pick up money for a lifetime, and it's even more impossible for us to live by picking up money."
There was a certain sourness in his words.
"This is definitely not a coincidence. This was calculated. Before passing the ball, Young must have accurately calculated Beasley's speed, as well as the time and arc of the basketball's bounce. Otherwise, a slight deviation would have been a mistake." Chris Webber said very confidently.
"You can say whatever you want, the pass just now was successful anyway." Steve Curry shrugged his shoulders and pretended to be indifferent, but in fact he was just being a rogue.
Seeing this, Chris Webber said no more.
At the same time, Yang Mo, who had retreated to the half court, stopped following Steve Curry around and stood directly in the restricted area, then told his teammates to set up a double-two-one double-team defense, also known as pocket defense.
The sophomore team suddenly resorted to a double team defense, and the talented freshmen guards who relied on breakthroughs to survive immediately ran into obstacles. They were originally a combination of players from different teams, and their coordination was quite low, so once they ran into obstacles, subconsciously, these geniuses became stubborn and went their own way.
Soon, Jennings forced a breakthrough and shot...bang!
The basketball shot missed and Yang Mo easily grabbed the rebound. Although Blair was known as the NCAA rebounding monster, this was the NBA. Compared with Yang Mo, this NCAA rebounding monster was not much different from a kindergarten kid. In essence, they were both weaklings!
As soon as Yang Mo grabbed the rebound, the second-year players started running quickly. In fact, at the moment Jennings shot, all the second-year players except Yang Mo had already started the fast break. This is called going all out.
Yang Mo grabbed the rebound and threw the ball directly to the front court. He didn't need to aim very accurately because the four people in front were all his own people and his own people could catch the ball from any position.
In the end, it was Westbrook who received the basketball. He rushed directly into the penalty area and ended the battle with a clean dunk.
At the end of the dunk, two players of the freshman team had not crossed the half court . It was obvious that the freshman team had been left far behind by the sophomore team in terms of rhythm.
"The sophomore team's offense is like hail from the sky, which is impossible to defend. It takes them no more than three seconds to go from defense to offense. They are too powerful. The freshmen must find a way to restrain them, otherwise they will definitely lose." Hollins became a little worried about the freshmen.
"Your description is not accurate enough. You should use mercury pouring out of the ground to describe the offense of the sophomores. The freshmen will definitely not be able to stop this kind of offense. Because even if they were replaced by a playoff-level team, they would not be able to compete." Chris Webber said very confidently: "Although the current sophomore lineup is a little dim compared to the freshmen, after all, there are only two players who have the chance to become stars in the true sense, and the other three are role players. However, their configuration is very reasonable, unlike the freshmen who have chaotic ball possession, and Yang is the biggest advantage. He can do whatever he wants in the restricted area, and he can also score freely outside the three-point line. Judging from the current situation on the court, he is an omnipotent bug!"
"The sophomores are still lagging behind." Steve Kerr muttered unhappily, "And their zone defense is not unbreakable. As long as someone from the freshman class can stand up and restrain Yang in the restricted area, then their zone defense will be completely useless."
"Is there anyone in the first grade who can restrain Yang Mo?" Chris Webber asked with a smile. He was very confident, and this confidence came from his unconditional trust in Yang Mo.
"..." Steve Kerr hesitated. He really couldn't find a player on the first-year bench who could restrain Yang Mo, but he still argued: "Double-teaming is okay, right?"
"If they double-team, the freshman team will lose even more miserably!"
