Chapter 73: Suffering Frustrations
While the commentators were looking for a template for Yang Mo, Yang Mo had already carried Zach Randolph.
With Randolph's appearance, the Knicks' tactics automatically changed from run-and-gun to positional offense. After all, no one expected the fat Zach Randolph to run like David Lee.
Coming to the frontcourt, Zach Randolph immediately positioned himself.
Randolph's strength is pretty good in the NBA, but it's still a long way from Yang Mo's. But... Yang Mo is hungry now, and his weight is far less than Randolph's. Under the combined effects of internal and external factors, Yang Mo has no way to push Randolph out.
Therefore, it was not particularly difficult for Randolph to get the ball, and then he dribbled it hard. Although Yang Mo did not lose his position, he still used his fat body to squeeze out a little bit of shooting space, and then turned over and jumped... swish!
Although Yang Mo has a long arm span, this fat guy is so heavy and taller than himself. What's more important is that he can turn around and do a fadeaway jump shot. It would be strange if he could stop him.
Watching Randolph put the basketball into the basket, Yang Mo felt extremely disappointed. This was the first time that an opponent had scored against him since he entered the NBA. And this guy was an ugly, dark, and fat guy. It was so painful to think that his first time was ruined by such a bad guy.
After Randolph scored, he was a little surprised. He thought he could easily knock Yang Mo away for a dunk, after all, the guy didn't look half as big as him. But in the end, he managed to squeeze out a little shooting position, then turned over and made a jump shot, which meant Yang Mo succeeded in defending, but Yang Mo still looked very unhappy.
Randolph immediately stopped looking down on Yang Mo. However, it was still necessary to show off a bit, so Randolph shook his head at Yang Mo and said, "Welcome to the NBA, rookie!"
"Welcome, motherfucker!"
Yang Mo muttered something in Chinese, and ran to the front court. When he ran one step outside the three-point line, Randolph had not yet passed the midfield. Randolph was no match for Yang Mo in terms of speed. Qian Mos saw Yang Mo running out of space and quickly passed the ball to Yang Mo.
Yang Mo took the ball and was about to shoot when his stomach growled again. He immediately lost confidence and dribbled to the inside. David Lee saw Yang Mo rushing over and rushed forward to defend. As soon as he defended, Yang Mo passed the ball to the inside. He thought Beasley would run over to take the ball and dunk, but... Beasley didn't realize it at all, or he was distracted again.
Therefore, this wonderful pass turned into a mistake and flew out of bounds.
drop!
The referee blew the whistle, indicating that the ball was changing.
Suddenly, there was a cheer at the scene. Of course, Knicks fans like to watch Yang Mo make mistakes.
Yang Mo was very upset. This was his first mistake. He didn't expect it to be ruined in vain. This could have been a great assist, but unfortunately... his teammates didn't have enough tacit understanding.
"It's my fault." Yang Mo raised his hand and gestured as he ran back.
However, his teammates did not blame him. Everyone knew what was going on. Wade even ran over and patted him on the head: "Man, this is a great pass. This is not your fault."
Wade's trust made Yang Mo feel even worse. He thought that if he had shot the three-pointer directly, he might have been able to score. At least it wouldn't be as ugly as a mistake. But... what can I do if I'm hungry?
He looked at the player tunnel. Cooper had not returned yet. He didn't know when he would come back. He hoped that the game would not be over by the time he came back.
Back in the half court, Chris Duhon still stubbornly passed the basketball to Randolph. After receiving the ball, Randolph no longer backed up against Yang Mo, because he knew that backing up against Yang Mo would not be effective. It was just luck that he made the last goal, and he would not be so lucky for the second one.
So, he took the ball and faced Yang Mo head on.
Yang Mo was not afraid of his opponent's head-on attack, so he quickly moved forward with his hands raised high, trying to push Randolph away.
Under the pressure of Yang Mo, Randolph seemed a little caught in a dilemma. Although his weight could at least prevent him from retreating, but... where was the space for shooting?
He thought about it, and saw that the three seconds were almost up. He quickly lowered his shoulder and pushed Yang Mo away, then quickly moved forward and threw the basketball towards Yang Mo's hand... Ding!
As soon as the ball flew out, the referee blew the whistle.
Yang Mo thought the referee must have called an offensive foul on Randolph, because he had just clearly lowered his shoulders, which was definitely a foul. But... the referee's gesture stunned her. It was actually a hand-hitting foul?
"Hey, sir, my hands were raised all the time." Yang Mo quickly walked to the referee and explained to him.
The referee was too lazy to listen to what Yang Mo, a rookie, had to explain. He walked directly to the basket, picked up the basketball and prepared to take the free throw.
Seeing this, Yang Mo could only admit defeat. Who told her that she was not a star? Only stars could enjoy the privilege.
"Damn it, you're definitely not going to make the free throw." Yang Mo walked up to Randolph and said viciously in Chinese.
Randolph didn't know what Yang Mo said, but he could tell from Yang Mo's expression and his tone that this was definitely not a friendly greeting.
This is Yang Mo's advantage as a foreigner. He can curse in his native language and the referee can't catch him. Even if the referee knows the content through translation, he can't judge whether Yang Mo is cursing or not. How can these foreigners understand the profoundness of Chinese?
I don't know if it was the confrontation with Yang Mo that affected his touch, or Yang Mo's words that affected his mood. Randolph's first basketball shot actually missed... Bang!
Yang Mo jumped high, grabbed the rebound aggressively, handed it to the referee, and glared at Randolph fiercely: "God won't let you make the second free throw, because this point doesn't belong to you in the first place."
Randolph himself knew that he got the foul by luck, and after hearing what Yang Mo said, he suddenly became a little unbalanced. Although this guy loves to lie, and even asked the team for leave when he was in Portland, saying that he was going to attend his grandmother's funeral, but ended up picking up girls in a bar, he still has some faith. He believes in Jesus, so... knowing that he was in the wrong... bang!
The basketball missed the target again, and Yang Mo grabbed the rebound fiercely.
Just as he was about to pass the ball after grabbing the rebound, he saw Cooper running back with two large boxes.
drop!
Yang Mo quickly requested a timeout.
Yang Mo suddenly requested a timeout. The referee was stunned, his teammates who were running wildly were stunned, and the fans were also stunned.
They all thought that Yang Mo should pass the ball and make a fast break while the Knicks were still unstable.
But... after the whistle sounded, Yang Mo quickly threw down the basketball and ran towards the bench.
He is so hungry!!!
