Chapter 482: Own goal pass?
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The whistle sounded and Yang Mo finally stepped onto the court.
At this moment, the Magic fans in the entire arena couldn't help but shudder. They were afraid of Yang Mo and felt that Yang Mo was dangerous from the bottom of their hearts. To them, Yang Mo was the only one who could create difficulties for the Magic team.
Compared to the fans' fear, Matt Barnes obviously had no such concerns. He even walked up to Yang Mo and deliberately provoked him: "Boy, you finally dare to come to the stadium? You are finally a man. Come on, don't let me down too much."
In response to Matt Barnes' provocation, Yang Mo didn't even look at him. He just glanced at him coldly: "Are you the one who said I'm afraid of your defense?"
"Aren't you afraid? Ahaha!" Matt Barnes's nose wasn't very sensitive at all. He hadn't even smelled any danger yet. He even laughed uncontrollably, "Then why are you so scared you don't even dare to go on the court?"
"Tony, give me the ball!" Yang Mo turned around and hooked his finger directly at Tony Allen. At this time, it was not yet half court. Tony Allen was a little hesitant, but still quickly passed the ball to Yang Mo.
After Yang Mo received the basketball, he simply said, "If you're a man, don't hide."
As he spoke, he turned around, leaned his butt against Matt Barnes, and then pushed back hard... Boom! Yang Mo's enormous power came out like a tidal wave, and in an instant Matt Barnes couldn't bear it. He stumbled back four or five steps, looking extremely embarrassed.
"Aren't you a great defender? Come on!" Yang Mo turned around and gave Matt Barnes, who looked embarrassed, a contemptuous hook of his finger: "The fun has just begun!"
Yang Mo's face was filled with disdain. As he spoke, he quickly dribbled the ball to Matt Barnes's side. Then, turning his back, he used Michael Jordan's unique post-up positioning to firmly hold Matt Barnes back before delivering a ferocious backhand strike. Bang! After this blow, the frail Matt Barnes stumbled and fell to the ground with a crisp, direct thud.
When Matt Barnes was knocked to the ground by Yang Mo's two buttocks, the fans at the scene couldn't help but sigh. It was so inhumane. Yang Mo actually used a big move right at the start. It was so unfair.
At this time, Yang Mo did not let Matt Barnes go, but dribbled the ball directly over Barnes. Then, ignoring Barnes' anger, he made a clean jump shot...Swish!
The ball went into the net, a simple three-pointer that brought the Knicks' deficit to 18. With just over three minutes left in the third quarter, the Knicks still had fifteen minutes to catch up, a margin that wasn't insurmountable.
The balance of victory and defeat has slowly shifted since the moment Yang Mo came on the court. Although the Magic team has taken a double-digit lead, it is no longer an overwhelming advantage.
At the same time, Matt Barnes stood up angrily, wanting to ask Yang Mo why she stepped over him. Yang Mo was too lazy to argue with him, so she just shook her neck and cracked her ten fingers.
This move is self-explanatory. It means, Barnes, if you are unhappy, then use your fists to solve it. I can beat you with a basketball, and I can also beat you with my fists.
Barnes did not admire Yang Mo's basketball skills, but he was convinced by Yang Mo's boxing skills and did not dare to act rashly. He was not sure whether his skull could withstand Yang Mo's violent attack.
After Barnes wisely didn't resist, Yang Mo walked toward the frontcourt. His expression was calm, neither contempt nor arrogance, simply a deep-seated disregard. He treated Barnes like an ant, a feeling that irritated Barnes, as if he were being dominated by him.
"Super Yang immediately took the court by storm, using brute force to knock Barnes aside. It was like a heavyweight champion knocking out a tall middle school student with one punch. It was so easy," TNT's Hollins marveled. "If you've seen Tracy McGrady and Wilt Chandler struggling under Matt Barnes' defense, you'll understand why Super Yang is the Knicks' leader. Honestly, the difference between Chandler and McGrady and Super Yang is at least two Kevin Durants."
"So, come summer, teams lacking a small forward can directly negotiate with the Knicks. McGrady, Jeffries, Wilt Chandler, and Gallinari can all be traded at once, because Super Yang can replace all four of them." Charles Barkley's thoughts were already drifting to next season: "I think the Knicks should trade for a good center and a good point guard, but it's best if the point guard doesn't take up too much ball possession. If they can really achieve that, winning a championship will definitely be a piece of cake."
"Dude, stop dreaming. The number of good centers in the league now can be counted on one hand. Does a guy who doesn't occupy the ball and is a good point guard really exist? Your two prerequisites are basically SSSS-level tasks. How can Isaiah Thomas accomplish them?" Kenny Smith complained unhappily.
"According to me, Tyson Chandler's contract is about to expire. He is the most suitable center for the Knicks right now. As long as Isaiah Thomas is willing to pay, it can be done. I believe he and Super Yang can have a wonderful chemical reaction. In addition, Hinrich is also a good point guard. Although he is not a top-notch point guard, he is not the kind of guy who sticks to the ball..."
Before Charles Barkley could finish his words, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Kenny Smith: "Are you sure you can win the championship by dealing with these two? Neither of them is good at scoring. In this day and age, if you want to win the championship, a team must have at least two stable attackers."
"What this league lacks the least is attackers."
"But is it fully compatible with Super Yang?"
After being questioned by Smith, Charles Barkley was completely speechless. Indeed, attackers all need the ball, and Yang Mo himself needs to firmly control the ball to survive. There are indeed very few people who can be compatible.
While the two were discussing major issues for next season, the Knicks used their tenacious defense to directly block an attack by the Magic. The Magic spent a full 24 seconds without being able to break the deadlock. This shows how strong the defense of this lineup is.
After defending this attack, Yang Mo directly greeted Tony Allen and signaled him to return to half court first, leaving the ball to him.
Tony Allen quickly followed Yang Mo's instructions without giving it much thought. Yang Mo had dribbled the ball across half court before, so he didn't notice the underlying he was the one organizing the ball distribution and passing.
Tony Allen naturally ignored this remark. After all... Yang Mo's passing ability was truly limited. He had no idea that Yang Mo was a completely different person now. He had long since inherited Stockton's passing skills and all of Michael Jordan's on-court experience.
As Yang Mo came upfield with the ball, Matt Barnes immediately learned his lesson. He stopped making any physical contact with Yang Mo, but maintained a half-meter distance, constantly reaching out to block Yang Mo's breakthroughs. He believed that with his height advantage, he should be able to block Yang Mo's shots.
However, Yang Mo never thought about shooting.
Yang Mo suddenly sank, his body arching slightly, and instantly launched himself into action. Like an arrow from a bow, he shot towards Matt Barnes' right side. Matt Barnes quickly gave chase, but thanks to his defensive experience and pace, he managed to stay in the air within three steps. At that moment, Yang Mo suddenly stopped. Before Matt Barnes could even react, he saw Yang Mo spin from his stop, and the basketball flew past his ribs as if it had eyes and flew into the penalty area.
NO look pass?
Matt Barnes was a little surprised. He was not sure whether Yang Mo was passing the ball, because according to all the data analysis records, Yang Mo did not know how to pass the ball.
In fact, Turiaf, who was inside, hadn't expected Yang Mo to pass the ball. But as soon as he ran out of the open space, the basketball came to him accurately. He just stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the ball carried him forward one step, which directly brought him into the penalty area. He only needed to jump lightly to dunk and score. And in fact, he did so. Bang!
When he dunked, he looked at his hands in disbelief. He never dreamed that scoring would be so easy, and the basketball could guide him forward and create favorable space for him.
"Hey, boss, did you pass this ball?" Turiaf asked Yang Mo with shock on his face.
Yang Mo hesitated slightly when he was asked this question. He had to maintain his bossy demeanor and replied calmly, "Yes."
"Oh my God, you must have missed the shot just now." Turiaf came over and patted Yang Mo's shoulder heavily. "I didn't expect that your missed shot would create such a beautiful assist for me. It's incredible. This must be God's guidance. Thank God!"
Turiaf felt incredible. He thought it was an own goal assist blessed by God and he felt extremely lucky.
But Yang Mo didn't feel the slightest bit like that. This was clearly an assist she'd meticulously planned, right? How could it be considered a mistake? And she was still thanking God. Shouldn't she be thanking me?
He looked around and saw that almost every teammate had the same expression as Turiayev. Obviously, they didn't believe that Yang Mo's assists could reach this level. They would rather believe in the illusory God, because Yang Mo's pass was even more illusory to them.
In this regard, Yang Mo could only swallow his grievances. Who could blame his previous passing ability for being so impressive?
