God of NBA point guards

Chapter 143 Offensive and Defensive Battle

On the field, the Bulls had already served the ball. Jordan played a fast break after receiving the ball. Joe Dumars followed him closely without being careless.

Jordan rushed to the right wing of the frontcourt with the ball, and Joe Dumars had already stuck to his left side.

"squeak!"

But it was nothing to him. After two steps into the three-point line, the brakes suddenly stopped, and at the same time, his left elbow was sent forward quietly, using his strength to complete the emergency stop. Joe Dumars rushed over. Almost fell to the floor.

The next moment, he took off calmly.

"brush!"

Splashes appeared and two points were hit.

"Beautiful mid-range shot!"

Behind the Pistons bench, Magic Johnson shouted excitedly.

"Damn it!"

"Why did management let the bastard in?"

"You shouldn't have given him a ticket."

Surrounded by Pistons fans, they all glared at the Magician.

The assassin in front was also taken aback, but Stern was not far away, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it, but he still got up and changed his position to be next to the drinking fountain.

"This ball is too easy. With such a pull-up jumper ability, no one can defend Michael Jordan."

In the TNT commentary seat, Robert Guida praised.

Ringo Wilson nodded and said: "Michael just didn't feel that good in the last game, so he lost a home court, but for him, it's normal to be in a good state, and it's just accidental to be in a bad state. On the contrary, Iron Fist's excellent state must be accidental." Yes, so if the home-court factor is eliminated, there is a high probability that Tekken will not be able to play in such a good state, then the Bulls are more likely to win the game away from home."

Robert Jeddah said noncommittally: "It wasn't that Michael's performance was poor in the last game. It wasn't bad, but the offensive efficiency was not that high. The Bulls lost because they didn't defend well, and they didn't limit the performance of Iron Fist."

"Yep."

Ringo Wilson quickly agreed.

Robert Jeddah suddenly laughed a few times, pointed to the screen and said: "Look, the assassin avoided the magician, haha, he went to guard the drinking fountain."

"Unfortunately, they used to be good friends." Ringo Wilson joked.

At this time, the Pistons had advanced to the frontcourt, and Zhou Quan still came to the right wing to find Joe Dumars for a pick-and-roll.

He didn't have the idea to single out Michael Jordan. In such a critical Eastern Conference finals, that kind of behavior was too naive.

Moreover, his current offense is only level 81, of which he is level 85 in post-up play and level 77 in face-to-basket, neither of which is top-notch, nor does he have the confidence to single-handedly challenge Jordan.

"Pick and roll, the Bulls still switch."

shouted the bearded John Rowes.

Zhou Quan slammed into the right flank again, and John Parks stuck to his left side again.

Joe Dumars did not stay where he was after the split, but continued to run on the three-point line to contain Jordan and prevent Jordan from going down to double-team Zhou Quan.

This time, Zhou Quan didn't intend to back Paxson.

Since his offensive skills are mediocre, he must pass the ball as his ultimate goal, which is his strongest ability.

If he hits back, he will lose the vision behind him, which is actually very detrimental to him. If Grant rushed out to double-team him on the last ball instead of fouling him, he would not be able to see it immediately.

So, after taking it apart, he immediately put his left elbow against John Paxson on the left side, and began to speed up the breakthrough with the ball, advancing towards the paint area, and the speed began to increase after two steps.

Seeing the opponent rushing up, Paxson was in a hurry and wanted to go around to the front to block, but there was no chance, Zhou Quan pushed his left arm outwards, and he fell behind.

Surpassing the defender, Zhou Quan exerted all his footpower, increased his speed, and reached the right waist in one step, forcing Carterwhite and Grant to come out of the basket at the same time and block the right front side of the basket.

He slammed the ball in front of the Bulls' two big insiders, and then made an emergency stop. The ball was pulled up high, his left hand closed and worshiped Buddha, and he made a movement of getting up, and then the two big insiders on the opposite side flew up.

"Oh!"

The next moment, his right hand pushed towards the feet of the two, and the basketball bounced off the ground and disappeared behind them.

He passed the ball to John Sely on the left side of the basket.

Rodman was on the left side of the basket, and he was worried that this guy would get an offensive rebound, so he didn't give it to him.

"not good!"

"Shet!"

After Grant and Cartwhite jumped up, they realized that Zhou Quan hadn't jumped up, so they knew they had been fooled.

Paxson in the back was also fooled. When he jumped up and wanted to hit him from behind, he found that the iron fist in front of him was still on the floor.

At this time, Rodman on the right side of the basket saw the ball bouncing up. Unfortunately, he was a meter away from him. He fished it with both hands, but failed to catch it, and then fell into the hands of John Sely.

"boom!"

The next moment, John Sely dunked the ball with both hands, and the Bulls' basket slammed.

"Beautiful feint! Carterwhite and Grant, and John Paxson, the three of them jumped up like fools, haha!"

The bearded John Lowes roared excitedly.

The bespectacled male dragon Gellands also excitedly said: "Iron Fist is too calm, that's not an outside line, he dared to make such a fake move two meters away from the basket."

2:4, the Pistons lead at home, the Bulls attack, Phil Jackson called a timeout.

Normally he doesn't call a timeout, but now that John Paxson's defense has a problem, he has to call it.

After the player got down, he said to Paxson seriously: "John, you have to stand in front of him, what's the use of sticking to his left side, you can't push him.

Don't worry, half-time offense and defense, without continuous acceleration, he can't break your ribs again, I can guarantee it. "

John Paxson twitched. Am I worried about my ribs? I'm worried about his chances of getting an open jumper after knocking me over.

"Okay, I'll be at the front."

But if Phil Jackson asked him so much, he could only agree, otherwise he would definitely be replaced. He didn't want to lose his main position. BJ had been competing with him all the time.

Phil Jackson said to Grant again: "Horace, you build a second line of defense on the right waist, don't let the iron fist break in."

"Yes." Grant replied curtly.

"Scotty, when Grant is making up the iron fist, you go to the basket to fill his position." Phil Jackson said again.

"OK." Pippen nodded.

"Michael, when Scotty made a tip-up, Ulrich was empty. You have to pay attention to passing the ball to him with Iron Fist." Phil Jackson said again.

Jordan nodded without speaking.

Phil Jackson thought for a while and added: "Everyone should be careful, Iron Fist passes the ball very strangely, passing from the strong side to the weak side, many times he does not pass from above, but from the crowd. , and even with the help of your bodies, there are many refracting balls, which are hard to guard against."

Jordan nodded again, still speechless.

Phil Jackson was a little happy. The silent Jordan reassured him the most, because silence is strength. Such a Jordan can often play in an explosive state.

Then he said to Jordan: "Michael, after switching defenses, Joe Dumars will stay outside the right-wing three-point line to contain you, but you have to remember that Iron Fist doesn't pass enough passes to the teammates behind you. You can wait for the opportunity to double-team him."

Jordan's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly.

The timeout ends and the Bulls attack.

Pippen attacked with the ball on the left wing, and after Ulrich, he drew the Pistons defense to the left wing, and then passed to the weak side Jordan.

He made a sudden jump pass, passed the ball with both hands, passed the ball in a straight line, and the ball was very fast.

When Pippen jumped the pass, Zhou Quan was on the left end of the free throw line. He reacted too quickly, turned around immediately, turned around and rushed to Jordan.

Jordan caught the ball two steps from the paint on the right wing, singled out Joe Dumars, backed up once, and then immediately turned around for a fadeaway jumper.

After he made the shot, Zhou Quan jumped over and flew to block the shot. He didn't even touch a hair, and the speed of double-teaming was half a beat slower.

"brush!"

Zhou Quan turned around when he landed, just in time for the basketball to hit the basket.

"Boy, we will win tonight."

Evening the score, Jordan, who made two shots and two shots, finally spat out the trash.

"Old boy, haven't you thanked me for saving you 50 dollars? You are so rude." Zhou Quan smiled.

Instant internal injury, Jordan snorted and retreated.

Zhou Quan took the ball into the frontcourt, still on the right wing.

Jordan took the time to look back at Phil Jackson, which meant to ask, Phil, do you really think John Paxson's defense is better than mine?

Phil Jackson's will is quite firm. He believes that as long as Zhou Quan is not allowed to go in with the ball and force him to shoot jumpers outside the paint, he will be able to prevent the Pistons from attacking.

He also has confidence in Grant's defense. With Cobra's height, wingspan, and defensive skills, he should be able to stop Zhou Quan from entering.

This time, after changing defenses, John Paxson finally stood in front of Zhou Quan.

At the next moment, Zhou Quan changed direction slightly downwards, and while dribbling, he immediately stepped over with a 91-level acceleration, and began to break through with the ball from the right.

John Paxson moved down, and with a bang, when the left shoulders of the two touched, the upper body was knocked back.

Fortunately, Zhou Quan was just in the state of breaking through. He had no acceleration, and his initial speed was not fast. The pure confrontation between tonnage and strength was not enough to knock him over.

But with a stagger, he still lost his defense.

The next moment, Zhou Quan exerted his strength again, accelerated beyond the crowd, and rushed past Paxson in one step.

Grant was already standing on the right waist, leaned over and squatted down slightly, staring at Zhou Quan who was coming with the ball like a cobra.

At this time, Pippen on the left rushed to the basket and began to defend.

Ulrich was left empty, but there were Cartwhite, John Sely, and Rodman under the basket, plus Pippen, the inside was overcrowded, there was no room for inside cuts, and he could only shoot from the outside. , fearing that Zhou Quan would not see him, he raised his right hand.

After Joe Dumas took it apart, he did not move to the position behind Zhou Quan, but moved to the top of the arc, exposing himself to Zhou Quan's vision.

This time, Jordan lost the opportunity to double-team Zhou Quan from behind, and he was also exposed to Zhou Quan's vision.

At the basket, Rodman noticed Pippen who was filling in, which meant that his space at the basket was about to run out, so he immediately moved towards Grant, one step against the opponent's lower side, and made a move for Zhou Quan. pick and roll.

After Zhou Quan dashed past Paxson, he reached in front of Grant in two steps. Just in time to see Rodman's offensive cover, he quickly turned down and passed the man, and then sprinted into the paint near the baseline.

"not good!"

Phil Jackson on the sidelines and Jordan on the court were both stunned.

The next moment, Zhou Quan jumped up, held the ball high in his right hand, and jumped up to meet Pippen and Cartwhite who were back to the basket.

Pippen and Cartwhite took off at the same time to block the block, and the four big hands blocked all the space on the right side of the basket.

"Force buckle!"

The bearded John Lowell let out a violent roar.

Everything was premeditated, and the next moment, Zhou Quan jumped up with the five fingers of his right hand, and the ball was thrown high.

"Throwing."

The spectacled male dragon Gran Lance roared excitedly.

"no!"

The bearded John Lowell drank violently again.

At this moment, the basketball passed over the four big hands of Pippen and Cartwhite, and then the basket behind them, flew to the left side of the basket, and accurately flew to John Sely there.

On the left side of the basket, John Sely rose violently, caught the ball with both hands in the air, and smashed down.

"boom!"

In an instant, there was a violent basket explosion sound.

"Oh hoo!"

At the Palace of Auburn Hills, countless home fans immediately raised their arms and cheered.

"Pass! It's a pass! Iron Fist's pass is like passing food directly to Sely's mouth. Sely doesn't need to do anything, just open his mouth, and he can eat as much as he wants."

The bearded John Lowes roared excitedly.

"Beautiful alley-oop dunk! This is another pass that attracts the defense. Iron Fist holds the ball and breaks through the ball one after another, sending out two assists. It's great!"

The spectacled male dragon Girlanth laughed.

Bulls attack.

Pippen broke through with the ball on the left wing, then crossed the ball to Jordan on the weak side, and Jordan held the ball to single Joe Dumars.

At this time, Jordan, Grant, who is one step away from the right corner, and Carter White, who is under the basket, formed a triangle position. Jordan can attack by himself or pass the ball to the two.

Grantela took a step into the right bottom corner, Rodman took two steps in the low position on the right wing of the paint area, and the latter immediately came up to help defend Jordan when he saw this.

Grant saw the opportunity to cut in, and immediately started to cut in close to the bottom line.

Jordan reacted quickly and passed the ball down quickly. After receiving the ball, Grant rushed into the paint area.

At this time, Joe Dumas quickly turned around and caught up with Grant.

At the same time, John Sely, who was in the low position on the left wing, also returned to the basket with his teeth and claws.

Grant jumped up two steps later, attracting both John Sely and Joe Dumars into the air, but he threw the ball upside down and passed the ball.

When Joe Dumars switched defenses, Jordan also followed up immediately, just received a pass from Grant, and flew towards the basket.

"boom!"

The explosion of the basket sounded loudly, and the two thousand Bulls fans immediately cheered.

"Shh!"

Huge boos immediately sounded, completely extinguishing the cheers without leaving any splashes.

"This cooperation is really good! It completely mobilized the opponent's defense." In the TNT commentary seat, Ringo Wilson praised.

Robert Guida laughed and said: "Cobra's inside cut, Michael's pass, and then Cobra's pass after attracting the defense, and finally formed Michael's open dunk, it is indeed a good combination."

"Now the two sides are tied at six, and the first three offenses have all been scored, and the state is quite good."

When Ringo Wilson said this, he changed the subject and said again: "But it also shows that the defense of both sides has lost its effect. It's not that their defense is not good, but that these few offenses have played too well.

So the current situation is that whoever can break the balance of offense and defense and take the lead in defending against the opponent's attack will have the upper hand. "

Robert Guida nodded and said: "The Pistons and Bulls are the best defensive teams in the league. I think they will improve their defensive strength soon."

Pistons attack.

"Defense! Increase the defensive intensity." Chuck Daly roared from the sidelines.

If they can't defend against the Bulls' offense, the Pistons, whose offensive strength is not as strong as the Bulls', will most likely lose in the end. When Jordan wants to score, he will be unstoppable. He knows this very well.

"puff……"

On the other end, Phil Jackson inserted a pair of tail fingers into his mouth, and blew hard, but there was no sound, and quickly shouted loudly in the shape of a trumpet: "Michael, don't switch defenses."

Jordan heard it and nodded.

He also felt that switching defenses was unreliable, and John Paxson couldn't defend Iron Fist at all.

He hit the right wing three times in a row, and this time Zhou Quan came to the right wing again.

It's still a pick and roll, since it's useful, keep playing until it's useless. Sometimes tactics are as simple as that, one trick can be used all over the world.

But this time, it failed.

On a pick-and-roll, Zhou Quan was about to bypass Joe Dumars, when Jordan in front of him suddenly confronted him, delaying him for a while, after he bypassed Joe Dumars, he was blocked by John Paxson again, and then Jordan stood again In front of him, the pick-and-roll failed and he was double-teamed.

"Snapped!"

Jordan was quick, and with one stab, he poked the ball away.

"Oh, Iron Fist made a mistake, Jordan knocked out the ball, Paxson grabbed the ball, and the Bulls started to counterattack." Ringo Wilson suddenly shouted.

Zhou Quan struggled to catch up with Paxson, who was holding the ball, but Paxson immediately passed to Michael Jordan, who had rushed one step ahead.

"boom!"

Joe Dumars did not catch up to Jordan. When Jordan reached the free throw line, he stepped on the free throw line and took off directly. He walked continuously in the air, and then blasted the Pistons basket with a one-handed tomahawk dunk. basket.

"Shh!"

The Palace of Auburn Hills reacted immediately, booing Michael Jordan loudly and extinguishing the cheers of the visiting fans.

"Oh, now it's time for Michael Jordan's solo performance," Ringo Wilson exclaimed excitedly.

"Haha, Michael Jordan threw his fists in celebration in excitement, which shows how excited he is. The adrenaline has already started roaring in his body." Robert Jeddah laughed.

"For a successful pick-and-roll defense, the Bulls first use defense to make contributions, and then we will see how the Pistons play." Ringo Wilson said.

8:6, Pistons attack.

Ulrich missed a jumper and the Bulls attacked.

In the backcourt, Zhou Quan stared at John Paxson with fierce eyes. While exerting mental pressure, he used a slow retreat rhythm to suppress the opponent's advancement speed, and at the same time used constant harassment movements to destroy his ball control rhythm.

(End of this chapter)