Chapter 449: Special Foul-Drawing Techniques
While Yang Mo and Scarlett Johansson were chatting and laughing, poor Outlaw was carried off. His departure immediately destroyed more than half of Coach Hughes' defensive intentions. After all... this guy was the Clippers' strongest defender on the wing. His departure only accelerated Yang Mo's super slapping mode!!!
"Before the game started, my poor imagination would never have allowed me to guess that O'Neal would leave the court in such a bizarre way. He was shaken and injured. He should be the first person in league history to have his ankle broken by an opponent, right?" said TNT commentator Collins.
"Anyway, no one has had their ankle broken in the past 20 years." Charles Barkley shrugged and said leisurely, "What I'm concerned about now is how long it will take Yang to fulfill his promise of 60 points."
"If O'Neal hadn't been injured, Yang Mo's chance of scoring 60 points would have been only 30 percent. But now, his chance of scoring 60 points has reached 50 percent, because the Clippers really don't have any decent defenders." Kenny Smith was also optimistic about Yang Mo's goal of scoring 60 points.
"Only 50 percent? Yang has a 100 percent completion rate for everything he does. If he didn't have that confidence, he wouldn't have made that statement. Look, he's chatting so enthusiastically with Scarlett right now." Charles Barkley pointed to the screen showing Yang Mo and Scarlett chatting happily. "He must be confident of victory."
"Is Scarlett planning to start a scandal with Super Yang?" Collins joked, taking advantage of Barkley's topic, "She just got married."
"Come on, Super Yang is not a scapegoat. He wouldn't be interested in Scarlett." Charles Barkley angrily interrupted Collins' teasing: "Super Yang will never lower his taste to the same level as Durant. Durant is willing to drink Scarlett's bath water, but Super Yang won't even let Scarlett drink his own bath water. This is the difference between them! Taste, do you understand???"
Charles Barkley's words were resolute, the air of a die-hard fan sworn to defending his idol. With that kind of energy, who would dare challenge him? After all, he's the biggest guy in the studio. If we really came to blows, who could withstand his ferocious blows? Remember, even Shaquille O'Neal was taken down by him. He was the only tough guy in the '90s to have fought the Bad Boys.
Collins and Kenny Smith did not dare to refute, but Durant in front of the TV viciously tore up the portrait of Charles Barkley in his room and swore in his heart that he would never like Barkley again.
When Durant took out all his anger on the portrait of Barkley, Hughes made a substitution, replacing Outlaw with Ricky Davis.
Ricky Davis was once a decent player, briefly serving as LeBron James's big brother, but it was clear he had lost all his sharpness, and... he had never been a good defender. Substituting him was Hughes's last resort; he couldn't use Novak to defend Yang Mo.
As the game continued, Yang Mo casually glanced at Ricky Davis in front of him, his face full of indifference. He didn't think this guy could organize his scoring. Although he looked much taller than him.
Back on defense, Yang Mo had originally wanted to play aggressive defense, but he hadn't expected the Clippers' offense to be even worse than the Bobcats'. All the players were running around like headless flies. Seeing them like this, Yang Mo simply waved his hand, opened the double team defense, and let them mess around.
The Clippers' ball bounced back and forth in disorder for a few times before Rasual Butler finally broke through and fired a floater... Bang! The ball went wide, and Anthony Randolph leaped high, unexpectedly overpowering DeAndre to grab the rebound. He grabbed the rebound, passed it directly to Yang Mo, and then ran away quickly.
Although Anthony Randolph had been against Yang Mo in various ways before, he felt ashamed and dared not compete with Yang Mo anymore after being severely beaten by Yang Mo several times. After he came to the Knicks, he dared not make any more noise, after all, Yang Mo was the one who had the final say here.
That's just how life works. If you're even slightly better than your opponent, they'll be full of sarcasm and constant provocation. But once you become so strong they can't even reach you, they'll naturally be convinced, even turning to flattery. For Anthony Randolph now, Yang Mo has long been his insurmountable peak. He wouldn't dare challenge her anymore, and submission wouldn't even be possible.
Yang Mo received the ball and slowly advanced forward, reaching the three-point line. Davis and Butler quickly joined him. Both of them would have been considered the best small forwards in the NBA a few years ago, but time is of the essence, and their bodies have deteriorated considerably.
In the past, when Yang Mo was double-teamed, his first choice was always to use his speed to break through the siege, because he didn't want to get entangled. However, today, he wanted to play a little longer. He wanted to show the world that besides speed and strength, he also had skills, real skills.
Although the whole world knows that Yang Mo is no longer the rookie who would lose the ball when faced with double-teaming, no one knows to what extent Yang Mo's ball-handling ability has improved, so when people comment on him, they always add that his skills are not sophisticated enough.
In a sense, this is a disregard for Yang Mo, who came from a self-taught background and changed her career later in life.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The basketball was bouncing around Yang Mo densely. Although Davis and Butler double-teamed him very tightly, they still couldn't snatch the basketball away with their arms. Instead, Yang Mo walked forward leisurely in the double-team, with no intention of being restrained at all.
Yang Mo advanced with ease, but Butler and Davis, convinced they hadn't let up a bit, were absolutely giving their all in defense. But... every time their bodies made contact with Yang Mo, they were always repelled by the immense force. Yang Mo appeared to be strolling leisurely, but his body was constantly exerting force. Add to that his skillful ballhandling, and it was a wonder they could steal the ball. After all, Yang Mo's wingspan was insane. When he bent down, his body arched into a half-shrimp shape, making it impossible for them to get close, let alone steal the ball.
Seeing that there was no hope of stealing the ball, they did not give up, but instead settled for the next best thing. They planned to waste all the time and not give Yang Mo any chance to pass the ball, let alone a chance to shoot.
This was their plan B. In their opinion, combining the strength of two people might not be enough to completely stop Yang Mo from passing the ball, but there should be no problem in blocking Yang Mo from shooting.
Just as they were making up their minds, Yang Mo suddenly stopped outside the three-point line, then quickly raised his body upwards with both hands, presumably preparing for a quick pull-up shot. It was such a convincing fake that the two men simultaneously shifted their weight in front of Yang Mo, extending their arms in an attempt to block him. Just as they were tricked into leaping to block the shot, Yang Mo suddenly pulled back, pausing briefly before twisting his body and shoving the ball forward... right next to their arms... tsk!
The referee blew the whistle and decisively instructed Butler a hand foul, and Yang Mo took three free throws.
"You guys are good at double-teaming, but your IQ is too low." Yang Mo shrugged and said with a smile, "I have a special skill for drawing fouls, a skill that your reactions will definitely not be able to keep up with."
After saying this, Yang Mo walked to the free throw line with ease. For him, shooting free throws was as easy as drinking water; it was just a matter of adding three points to his score.
At that moment, the giant screen overhead was replaying everything that had just happened. Yang Mo suddenly stopped, jerked his weight upward, and simultaneously raised his hands above his head. Even watching it in slow motion, one would think he was about to shoot. But in reality, his feet never left the ground, not even his heels... This was truly a unique technique for drawing fouls.
This was the trophy Yang Mo gained from his daily tennis-ball throwing. Although he hadn't practiced his passing, he was perfectly capable of achieving the ultimate in fake-real-real-fake-within-real-real-fake. If you weren't paying special attention, suppressing your subconscious, your body would immediately follow suit. It felt like a conditioned reflex, just like no woman could remain completely calm when a vibrator, at full power, touched her clitoris.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Yang Mo made three free throws very easily. Scarlett Johansson on the sidelines also cooperated very well by making a trumpet shape with her hands and shouting loudly: Four points, five points, six points!
She was good at math, and Yang Mo decisively gave her a thumbs up after she made the last free throw. She also responded to Yang Mo with two thumbs up immediately.
The two's unabashed mutual praise sparked countless TV fans' wildest dreams: Could Super Yang really be in a relationship with Scarlett Johansson? Even though it's a sister-brother relationship, they seem quite compatible! But what about Emma Watson? They seem more compatible, and Yang seems to have a Korean girlfriend, right?
Obviously, the interaction between Yang Mo and Scarlett had already taken the spotlight away from the competition, and everyone seemed more willing to focus on them. Because... the competition was really nothing to watch. Apart from Super Yang scoring 60 points, there was nothing high at all.
There's nothing we can do about it, the Clippers are so bad!
