At eight o'clock sharp, the competition officially began.
Tonight's game will only have live commentary and no nationwide broadcast.
The game starts, jump ball.
It was Dream who won again. This old guy had a faster bounce speed than Lao Wang, which made up for his lack of height.
The Mosaic team was attacking. Kenny Smith approached the top of the arc and saw Kevin Johnson was a little more than one step away from him. Without thinking, he jumped up and shot a three-pointer.
“Swish!”
There was a splash and the ball went in.
"Shit!"
Kevin Johnson cursed angrily.
Looking back, he wanted to return the favor, first passing the ball to Dumas, then receiving the ball at the top of the arc, and suddenly standing up for a jump shot.
Kenny Smith quickly jumped up to block the shot, but he was fooled. Kevin Johnson is a real top point guard and would not be so impulsive . He faked a shot and then broke through the defender, then immediately ducked and broke into the paint area.
Dream returned to defend the basket, Kevin Johnson casually threw the ball into the air behind him, and then flashed in the opposite direction.
"not good!"
Da Meng was stunned. Who else could be behind him?
The next moment, he quickly turned around, but it was too late. Facing the soaring Wang Tiejun, all his vision was blocked.
Then a big hand was pressed on his head, preventing him from jumping. At the same time, there was a loud bang, and the basket above his head was hit. Then he fell backwards and almost fell down under the basket.
Looking up, I saw a giant beast hanging on the basket, swaying back and forth.
"yeah!"
The game started violently and the America West Arena was in a frenzy.
"Old man, does this dunk make you feel comfortable? If not, I'll do it again." After jumping down, Lao Wang excitedly shouted at Dameng.
"Fuck you!"
He was dunked on at the start of the game and was trash-talked, which made him so angry that he started cursing.
The two of them butted against each other again like a pair of fighting cocks.
"Fuck, could you please stop hitting my nose?" Lao Wang said angrily.
"Top you a lung!"
Da Meng blurted out a sentence in Cantonese, which he learned the day before in Houston's Chinatown. He learned it specifically to curse Lao Wang.
Old Wang was stunned, as this sounded familiar. In recent years, many people from the village had gone to Guangdong to work, and most of his childhood playmates had gone to Shenzhen in groups. When they came back, he often heard them using this curse word.
“You actually cursed me in Cantonese?”
He was a little confused, and Da Meng, who had taken advantage, ran away quickly, and he hurriedly chased after him.
Chasing to the backcourt, Dream, who was much faster, had already entered the basket. He hurriedly ran over and blocked the way.
"Go around?"
Da Meng quickly dodged to the side and asked for the ball outside.
Kenny Smith reacted quickly and was very strong, and passed the ball in immediately.
Dream received the ball and made a back-to-back shot, and immediately did the most classic left-right swing, which made Wang Tiejun behind him move his feet. Then he turned upwards and made a small lob shot from two meters away from the basket, and made a shot.
"Defending against a sieve, scoring points over your head is as easy as chopping vegetables and melons." After he succeeded, he started talking trash immediately.
"Who did I just dunk on?"
Lao Wang reacted quickly and immediately pretended to have lost his memory and muttered to himself.
"Damn rookie!"
Da Meng's eyes flashed with anger and he almost vomited blood.
Two rounds later, the Suns attacked and Wang Tiejun asked for the ball in the low post on the left wing.
Dream went around and he immediately pushed the former with his front hand, and the latter raised his hand high to ask for the ball.
The ball was lobbed in, and Dameng took a look and quickly turned around to defend.
When he caught the ball, he immediately leaned his left shoulder back against Dameng's left chest, paused, and leaned forward to start .
Da Meng only felt the potential surging in, his upper body couldn't help but lean back, and his center of gravity loosened.
The next moment, he stabilized his center of gravity, and while pushing his chest up again, he raised his right elbow and hit Wang Tiejun's neck hard, then put it down, hit the latter's waist again, then put it down again, and then raised it up again.
"Oh my god, are you done with your elbows?"
His neck was hit, and the rhythm of his punch was affected, so Wang Tiejun's second punch came to nothing.
"Damn it, elbowing the neck isn't a foul?" He took the time to look at the referee, and seeing no whistle, he complained in his heart.
"Shit!"
He tried again, and Dream hit his neck with his elbow again, while also hitting his knee from the side, but still no sentinel.
The rhythm was completely disrupted by Dameng's rough movements. He had no choice but to get up hastily and made a hook shot, but missed. The rebound was grabbed by Dameng who turned around.
In the next few minutes, he was confused by the defense of Dream and did not perform well on the offensive end.
On the defensive end, he was almost vomited by Dream's shaking. After being knocked down in the 8th minute, he was replaced.
At this time, 18:14, the Suns were trailing by 4 points at home.
Dream made 3 of 4 shots and 1 of 1 free throw, getting 7 points and 2 rebounds, while he made 1 of 4 shots and missed any of his next three hook shots, only getting 2 points, 2 rebounds and 1 foul, and his performance was far worse than the last time he played against Dream.
After sitting back on the bench, assistant coach Lewis came over to analyze the situation for him and asked, "Old K, how do you feel about playing against Dream for the second time?"
"It feels like Dream has become a different person, as troublesome as David Robinson," he said.
"That's right. Maybe his scoring ability is slightly inferior, but Dream's overall strength is only above Robinson, not below him," Lewis said.
He nodded and said, "He made a lot of defensive moves today, and the referee turned a blind eye to them."
Lewis shook his head and said, "You have watched a lot of game videos, don't you understand that this is the intensity of the confrontation now? Elbows are part of the confrontation. As long as you put your elbows away in time, the referee generally won't blow the whistle.
Think about it, when you pulled Pippen down from the sky, he was knocked unconscious, and you only got one defensive foul. "
He nodded and said, "It seems that David Robinson is still the better player. Once he gets angry, the referee will have to blow the whistle on me."
Lewis couldn't help but laugh and said, "That's his home court. Plus the referee's personal reasons, the different penalty standards, and the conflict between you, it's not surprising that he targeted you. Of course, the referee will only side with him."
"So what good ideas do you have now? With Dameng defending me so well, I can't seem to get in." He said helplessly.
"It's easy. You're just afraid of committing fouls and don't dare to go for the intensity of the confrontation, so you're a little restrained."
Lewis smiled and said: "He has some tricks, you can also use these tricks to strengthen the confrontation with him, this is what you are best at, don't be afraid of fouls, you always have to test how strict the referee's whistle is on you.
Remember, the referee is always an accident, so don't pay too much attention to him, just stick to your own style of play, and have the courage to rush forward to face the opponent's elbow, give him a hard elbow, and he will be quiet. "
"OK."
With the support of his coach, his confidence returned.