NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

Chapter 132 Three Points Across Half Court

"Volleyball hat!"

"Volleyball cap for Antetokounmpo!"

"Wow!"

The audience at the scene exclaimed one by one.

Wang Yi's ability to block shots is better than that of the average guard, and they all know that.

But this time, it was the Greek monster Antetokounmpo who just scored 50 points in last year's finals.

How can this not make the audience exclaim.

It's like when you block a garbage-time player, everyone just nods and plays well.

But if you block a superstar like James Durant, you might be in the headlines the next day.

A cover can be blown for half a year.

Tencent NBA live broadcast hall.

The little aunt was so excited that she tiptoed, like a girl in a long-distance relationship jumping for joy when her boyfriend suddenly appeared in front of her eyes:
"Brother Yi's cap is so handsome! So handsome!"

Ke Fan was the first to speak this time:

"The timing of this block was very accurate. When Antetokounmpo was facing him and was about to shoot, he suddenly rushed over. In this way, Antetokounmpo could not see him at all. Of course, Antetokounmpo did not expect that the distance is so far, and Wang Yi can shoot in such a short distance." Time to pounce. This block can blow for a while."

Zhang Weiping nodded:

"That's right, this shot was very reasonable. Standing on Alphabet's passing path for several consecutive balls, Alphabet will form a subconscious, and the Lakers will block the passing path, but in his singles At this time, no one will come to help defend. At this time, Wang Yi suddenly changed his tactics and came to help defend."

"Unexpectedly, Alphabet got hit."

"Whether offensive or defensive, you have to change, and you have to make your opponent unpredictable."

"What is this like? Like Bruce Lee's martial arts philosophy said, water has no shape, no fixed position. There is no law at all, so you can't figure out what he will do next."

Ke Fan couldn't get in the way, so he could only make a concluding statement again in the end:
"Correct."

on site.

When Wang Yi slapped Brother Antetokounmpo, James strode over.

Roaring: "Ah——"

The roar of a beast.

Seeing that Wang Yi did not roar, he shouted:

"Wang, you have to learn to vent, you have to learn to express! Use roar to vent your emotions, understand?"

Wang Yi squinted at James and joked:
"It's just a cap, and it looks like I haven't seen the world."

James was excited at this time, and he didn't care about these things. He hugged Wang Yi and patted him on the back twice.

"Cough cough... vomit blood, vomit blood..."

Wang Yi said quickly.

This guy, it's really not easy to start.

Just let him vent it, and don't care if others can stand it or not.

Ok?
There seems to be something wrong with this statement.

Antetokounmpo turned his head and looked at Wang Yi.

His eyes were burning and his voice was cold.

"I will remember you."

Wang Yi nodded: "Thank you."

Alphabet was taken aback: I'm not praising you, okay?

In the next attack, Antetokounmpo didn't take the ball again.

Instead, Holiday is holding the ball.

Alphabet is indeed tired and he needs a rest.

After Holiday passed the ball to Middleton, Middleton made another mid-range shot.

He's solid from the mid-range, too.

But looking back, when they double-teamed Wang Yi, there was an opportunity for Caruso.

Caruso opened his hand and scored a three-pointer.

At this time, there are still 27 seconds left in the second quarter.

The Bucks spent 24 seconds, and Lopez dunked the rest.

Only 3 seconds left for the Lakers.

James throws the ball in bounds.

Holiday stuck close to Wang Yi.

Although Wang Yi hadn't shot a three-pointer for 3 minutes after being double-teamed.

But there were only three seconds left at this time, and he did his part.

Nong Mei and Zhuang Shen made a double screen for Wang Yi, blocking Holiday.

Let Wang Yi catch the ball.

After receiving the ball, Wang Yi accelerated to the frontcourt.

Brother Antetokounmpo rushed over.

Wang Yi turned around and passed Brother Antetokounmpo.

Continue to run wildly towards the front field.

Seeing that there is still one step away from the center line, and the time is less than 1 second.

After he receives the ball, he has to push the ball out of his chest.

At this moment, Middled also rushed over.

Wang Yi paused for a moment in the air.

After Middleton jumped in front of him, he made a quick shot.

Di-

The red lights around the backboard are already on.

But the basketball is like a pedestrian running a red light, stubbornly flying towards the opposite basket.

The eyes of more than 8000 spectators at the scene, and the eyes of millions of spectators in front of the screen, stared at the basketball like watching a fool who ran a red light.

The basketball, regardless of the world's vision, crossed the half-court distance and flew towards the basket resolutely.

Bang!
Hit the backboard hard.

It's as if you were suddenly hit by a speeding car when you ran a red light.

Then bounced into the basket in an instant.

Super long three-pointer!

"Wow—"

The whole place is boiling!

If we talk about Wang Yi's previous performance, it seems that a bomb has been dropped on the Staples Center, causing the scene to explode.

Then this ball is like dropping an atomic bomb into the Staples Center.

Let the whole arena into madness in an instant.

The Lakers players came over to give Wang Yi a high-five.

Wang Yi never refuses anyone who comes - except for a certain guy who is big and three rough.

On the other hand, the Bucks looked at Wang Yi like they were monsters.

This guy can get in no matter how he votes.

Before crossing the center line, he pulled the lever in the air and shot, and they all hit.

It's just too exaggerated!

After seeing Wang Yi's shot, Lopez raised his right hand, looked at it repeatedly, and then clenched his fist and raised it high in celebration, with a look of displeasure.

In the second half, he would never let the yellow-skinned mouse be so arrogant.

Tencent live broadcast room.

At this time, the bullet screen is naturally full of 6 again.

Brother Xiang was amazed at Wang Yi's last three-pointer:

"Intercontinental missile! This is an intercontinental missile! It is simply appalling and unheard of!"

"Now you can shout those five words."

"The Lakers Championship!"

"The Lakers Championship! Brother Yi LSP!"

If Wang Yi knew, he would be speechless.

Is there a half-dime relationship between the Lakers championship and me being an LSP?
Dare I not be an LSP, the Lakers would not be able to win the championship?

In the live broadcast hall, the little aunt excitedly bent her left leg and jumped up on one foot.

Like a happy little girl.

Director Zhang Weiping was also excited at this time:

"Hey - this can also enter?!"

"Now it doesn't matter whether it's reasonable or unreasonable, it's just that it's justified!"

"Wang Yi, a player, really doesn't play his cards according to common sense."

Ke Fan is now habitually concluding his speech: "Director Zhang is right."

At this time, in a dark corner at the far end of the arena.

Pelinka caressed his chin with one hand and looked at Wang Yi who was leaving the stage.

Then took out the phone.

I looked at the time, it was ten fifty in the evening.

Wang Yi's manager should not be asleep yet.

But I can't control so much, let's call first.

Although in the United States, people generally have a strong sense of time.

I go to work during working hours, and my off-duty time is my private time. If it’s not a big deal for you, boss, you’d better not call me.

But the team manager does not have this concept.

Sometimes the team manager sleeps soundly in the middle of the night, and other team managers call to quote.

This is no surprise.

(End of this chapter)