NBA: Start by torturing Jordan and add points to upgrade

Jeremy Lin, after receiving the ball, was not in a hurry. Instead, he waved to signal everyone to move forward, while he himself lagged behind and continued to face Fisher.

This time, after Lin went to the frontcourt, he did not call for a screen. Instead, he continued to have his teammates spread out, while he backed down and blocked Fisher. Then he slightly hooked his finger, the movement was small, and it was right in Fisher's blind spot.

Then Jeremy Lin suddenly made a half-turn as if to cut into the paint. Just as Fisher was about to catch up and let go, he suddenly felt that there was another person in front of him.

Hayward saw Jeremy Lin's gesture and quickly came over to execute a pick-and-roll.

Then Jeremy Lin pulled up and took a three-point shot!
"Shh!"

After the crisp sound, Jeremy Lin hit another three-pointer!
His confidence was absolutely off the charts!

"See that, Jeff?" Lin Tian shouted at Van Gundy through several people, "That's why I dared to let him fight freely! He's not the kind of idiot who would go completely crazy and act recklessly once he starts fighting."

"He's a genius who can adjust his rhythm and playing style according to the situation and change his strategy at any time!"

“Let’s change seats.” Van Gundy ignored Lin Tian, ​​stood up and said to Stephenson, who was sitting at the very end of the bench, “You sit here, Lance. I want to be closer to the water dispenser. I want some water.”

"Let me pour you some!" Stephenson grinned, showing off his white teeth, and handed a bottle of Gatorade to Van Gundy. When Van Gundy didn't take it, he slapped his forehead, unscrewed the cap, and handed it back.

Now, Van Gundy had no choice but to accept the challenge, while also having to endure Lin Tian's smirk and mockery from not far away.

What terrible luck!

In the first quarter, Jeremy Lin continued his brilliant and incredibly calm performance. He took just the right number of shots, but they were all excellent opportunities. When the opportunities weren't great, he always managed to find open teammates and deliver brilliant passes!

Throughout the first quarter, Jeremy Lin did not unleash his full potential as Van Gundy and others had anticipated, instead resorting to reckless and aimless running and attacking.

On the contrary, he still played the tactics that the team had arranged and practiced in their daily routine. At most, he would just choose to shoot himself instead of passing or shooting.

In the first quarter, Jeremy Lin played the full 12 minutes, shooting 4-for-7 from the field, 1-for-2 from three-point range, and 1-for-2 from the free-throw line, scoring 10 points and dishing out 3 assists. More importantly, facing the Lakers' defense, Lin did not commit a single turnover in the first quarter!
It's worth mentioning that the Bobcats scored 22 points in this quarter. Jeremy Lin had 3 assists that led to 7 points for his teammates, and with his own 10 points, he was involved in 78% of the Bobcats' points in this quarter.

Under his leadership, the Bobcats did not score many points in the first quarter, but they maintained absolute control of the game.

Because the Lakers had a terrible shooting performance in this quarter.

科比6投1中，加上罚球才勉强拿到6分，杜兰特4投1中只拿到2分。

With the two core players in such poor condition, the rest of the team is naturally in no better shape.

If it weren't for Blake coming off the bench and hitting a three-pointer and a mid-range jumper, the Lakers probably wouldn't have even managed to score in double figures in this quarter!
15 points!
The Lakers shot 4-for-18 in the first quarter, a mere 22% field goal percentage, making it an incredibly poor quarter.

In other words, the Bobcats didn't play at a fast pace tonight and didn't launch a fierce attack on their own half, which is why they were only down by 7 points.

Fortunately, in the second quarter, the Lakers finally found their rhythm. Durant made all three of his field goal attempts and two of his free throws, scoring eight points. Kobe, who knew he wasn't in good form, only took one shot in the quarter and missed.

The reason he didn't take many shots on offense was naturally because he focused on defense!

In this quarter, Kobe was matched up against DeRozan and Hayward. Under his defense, both of them went 0-for-6 and scored no points in the quarter!
In this quarter, Kobe led by example, starting with defense and giving it his all. Thanks to Qi Jia's defensive efforts, the Lakers were finally able to get out of trouble and gain a slight advantage in this quarter.

Super small.

Just 1 point!
In this quarter, the score was 27-26! The Lakers won by 1 point.

On the Bobcats' side, they were able to put up a very close fight against the Lakers, even with Durant's explosive performance and Kobe's all-out defense completely locking down their frontcourt duo.

The biggest contributor is undoubtedly Jeremy Lin!
这家伙第二节比赛打了10分钟之久，5投3中拿下8分并且送出2次助攻！
The important thing is that he still didn't make a mistake!

In the first half, Jeremy Lin scored 18 points, 5 assists, and 2 rebounds with zero turnovers! He was absolutely on fire tonight!
At this moment, the entire Spectrum Center arena had become a sea of ​​joy, with fans celebrating excitedly, roaring, and chanting Jeremy Lin's name to cheer on the team.

Of course, there was one person who couldn't laugh at all right now.

Barkley!
This guy looked gloomy and couldn't say a word during halftime. He looked like a balloon about to deflate, as if he could collapse at any moment.

The more desperate he was, the happier O'Neal was, and he even started rapping right there next to him.

The smiles of two people, transferred to one person, become double the smile.

Fortunately, when the second half started and Barkley saw that Kobe finally stopped guarding DeRozan and the others and started closely guarding Jeremy Lin, he managed to pull himself together again.

"Here he comes! Here he comes! What did I tell you? What did I tell you? Kobe is here! Now, it's time for Lin's disguise to be exposed and his true level revealed!"

"Fisher has finally stopped courting death. Come on, let's see how Kobe will teach this Asian kid a lesson!"

"Although he and Lin are both from the same league, they are worlds apart! They are not even in the same league!"

“I agree with you on that point,” O’Neal said with a smile and a shrug. “The other Lin might have already scored 40 points against Fisher, but that doesn’t mean the Lin we have isn’t good! Just watch, Charles.”

"Lin has developed his shooting touch; even Kobe can't stop him!"

When he saw that Kobe had become his defender, Jeremy Lin reacted quickly. He immediately had DeRozan step up to screen for him, forcing Fisher to become his opponent again.

But this time Jeremy Lin was obviously a bit careless. When Fisher was guarding him, he didn't notice that Kobe appeared silently beside him like a cheetah ready to pounce, and then suddenly made a move to steal the ball!
Kobe stole the ball and immediately accelerated the counterattack. During the counterattack, he did not pass the ball, but instead drove over Jeremy Lin all the way. After driving to the basket, he completely ignored Lin's defense, jumped up and made a layup, and drew a foul from Lin!
"Kid! The game is only just beginning!" Kobe, who had just hit a 2+1, finally showed some Mamba tendencies, staring intently at Jeremy Lin as if he wanted to devour him whole: "I'm going to show you the huge gap between us!"

"I'm not afraid of you!" Jeremy Lin got up from the floor, glaring back at Kobe without any fear. Kobe, who was standing in front of him with his arm pressed against him in a provocative manner, pushed him away and said, "I'm no worse than anyone else."

"You're way worse than me!" Kobe stepped forward again and pressed his forehead against Jeremy Lin's head, saying, "I've been excellent for 20 years. Your so-called highlights are nothing more than below average in my career!"

"Don't give me that act!" Before Jeremy Lin could even retort, Lin Tian, ​​standing on the sidelines, stood up and pointed at Kobe across half the court, yelling, "Why weren't you this tough when you were playing against me?"

"Why didn't you say anything when you were completely outplayed in the first half? Now you're here spouting nonsense."

"You get this excited over a 2+1? If I were as easily excited as you, I'd have died from an adrenaline rush by now!"

"Beat him! Jeremy, beat him to a pulp! What Black Mamba? He's just a half-dead, half-alive mudfish! Ask him if he's ever beaten me even once in his life? Ask him if he'll ever win even a single series against me?"

"Do you even know what a championship is? Have you ever won a championship in the Olympics, the World Championships, or the World Championships combined? Maybe next time I'll talk to Stern and have him organize a special Mid-Season Championship just for you, to give you more opportunities to compete for the championship."

"If we can't win the Mid-Season Invitational, how about we apply for a preseason championship for you? If that doesn't work, we'll have the Summer League championship!"

"So that you won't die without ever winning a championship in your life, and you won't be able to rest in peace even in your grave!"

"You piece of trash who hasn't won a single championship since leaving high school, and you're trying to act all high and mighty with me? What a load of crap!"

At this point, even though Lin Tian's physical condition had improved in recent years thanks to the 'health chamber' compared to when he was playing basketball, he still needed to catch his breath. He stopped, picked up his water glass, took a sip to clear his throat, and then glanced at the screen to see that the referee wasn't going to give him a technical foul.

Damn, keep going!

"Jeremy, don't be afraid of him, beat him up! Beat him to a pulp! He's a complete weakling, let me tell you, forget about Boykins or Nate Robinson, he can't even beat Steve Nash! Nash could break his head and stomp him on the ground!"

"Go! Show him what you're made of, give him a straight punch! Then smash his jaw! What the hell is his head for?! Yeah, Jeremy, I'm not saying your head is hair, I'm just calling him a cowardly idiot." "Technical foul!"

The referee finally couldn't take it anymore.

What kind of head coach is this? Neither of the two people involved got worked up; they just casually uttered a few trash words, and the referee pulled them apart and that was it.

He was incredibly calm and composed, with perfectly steady emotions.

You, as the head coach, instead of trying to calm things down and get the players to cool off, are just yelling and screaming? And you're even inciting them to fight? Why don't you just fly to the moon and fight yourself?

Hmm, never mind.

After issuing a technical foul to Lin Tian, ​​the referee glanced at Lin Tian's physique, which remained perfectly in shape and hadn't gained weight since retiring, and quickly forgot the ridiculous thought that had just crossed his mind.

When other people fight, you can stop them, but when Lin Tian fights, it's like a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex coming to harvest him; you can't stop him at all.

It all depends on whether he enjoyed playing it.

Having received a technical foul, Lin Tian quickly sat down on his bench, grabbed another glass of water to soothe his throat, and at this moment, he no longer looked angry or agitated.

He didn't even get angry or upset, nor did he show any displeasure or anger after receiving a technical foul.

His composure was so great that several players at the back of the bench who were trying to pull him up missed their target.

They had come to persuade Lin Tian to calm down, but when they stood up and realized it was all over, they were stunned.

Lin Tian was too fast; he finished his cup of water before the rest of the group was still standing there, completely bewildered.

"I'm rich, I'm not afraid of getting fined for saying a few things. Besides, I'm the boss of this team, I'm not afraid of being called selfish if I get a technical foul and give them a free throw." Lin Tian looked at Fields and the others who had stood up and asked, "What are you guys planning to do?"

"If you guys want to mess with the referees, I won't allow it! If you get a technical foul for this, you'd better accept the team fine! If we lose this game because of these few points, I'll break your legs."

"You're insane." This time, even the referee couldn't help but curse before turning and leaving.

He felt that Lin Tian's condition was a bit serious.

Who doesn't know that these people stood up to tell you to calm down? And you're just acting all high and mighty?
With such great acting skills, why don't you go to Hollywood... Oh, you have.

"My legs are numb from sitting for so long." Fields, true to his background at a top university, reacted quickly. He patted his legs, jumped up and down a couple of times, then turned around and sat back down in his chair.

"Go Jeremy!" Odom, without even glancing at Lin Tian and the referee, shouted encouragement to Jeremy Lin on the court, as if saying, "I'm standing up and it's none of your business."

As for the others, after a slight pause, they immediately joined Odom's camp and cheered for Jeremy Lin.

That's how united we Bobcats are!

Lin Tian sat on the bench, stretched comfortably, and said to Stevens beside him, "That felt great! I've wanted to do this for ages! I've been dreaming about this ever since the season didn't even start!"

"I finally got my chance! I always thought it would be really cool to just open my mouth and yell while wearing a suit when I played basketball. And today, I can attest to that! I regret not trying this sooner!"

"Let's just do this every game from now on, to release some pressure! Brad, why are you looking at me like that? Are you under a lot of pressure too? If you are, just bear with it. We can't give the Lakers too many points for nothing. If we give them too many, the players won't be able to keep it up!"

"You don't want to be the scapegoat for losing, do you?"

"How about this, for the next round... never mind, I'll let you have a turn when I'm tired of playing?"

What is double standard? This is a perfect example of double standard.

My Lord Lin gave away points and requested a technical foul; that was great, he was free.

Does losing this one point make me a sinner?
If I lose this point, will the players be unable to hold on?

The last technical foul that crushed the camel, right?
Stevens silently cursed inwardly as he turned to look at Van Gundy. He didn't dare make a sound, but judging from his lip movements, he was saying, "Help me!"

Unfortunately, Van Gundy can't see him at all now; the old man has his own things to do!

For example, stay away from Lin Tian, ​​that lunatic, to avoid being bothered to death by him.

Stevens was completely helpless.

There's only one thing he can do now.

endure.

"Shh! Shh!"

Kobe, whose confidence and form were not affected by Lin Tian's trash talk, made both free throws accurately, including both the technical free throw and the overtime free throw, successfully closing the gap to 4 points in one possession. This possession was definitely a huge win.

The Lakers' comeback momentum is certainly not over yet. A Kobe who is a bit overconfident but not completely overconfident is definitely the Lakers' strongest weapon!

After all, once he gets completely carried away, this guy will completely disable his pass button and enter a state of 'fuck you, I'm going to kill you tonight'.

This kind of performance can sometimes be so bad that it makes opponents want to vomit blood, such as in the epic scoring battles against the Mavericks and Raptors.

But sometimes they can also beat their own people to a pulp, like the infamous 1747, who is on par with 1335.

In the next possession, Kobe relentlessly attacked Jeremy Lin, pressing him from the backcourt and making it impossible for Lin to find a chance to shoot. Although Lin managed to pass the ball out, the Bobcats' current lineup lacks a second ball-handler and playmaker. The rest of the players are more like finishers, at best serving as transitional setters.

This plunged them into a painful struggle of fighting alone!
For several minutes in a row, Jeremy Lin failed to organize any decent offense, let alone score himself. At the same time, both Yao Ming and Carlos Boozer of the Bobcats had a bad shooting touch and could not make any shots. The Bobcats were in a predicament of missing shots one after another.

For several minutes in a row, they were unable to score.

During this period, the Lakers' shooting touch was also quite poor, and the Bobcats' defense also improved, with everyone playing very hard. So apart from Kobe's 4 points at the start, the Lakers did not score any points.

Both sides are stuck in a vicious cycle of failing to achieve their goals.

"Lin needs to think of something!" O'Neal said. "I'm talking about Lin on the bench, Lin, FUXX! Never mind, Jeremy is no match for Kobe."

"What did I tell you? As long as Kobe goes up against him, this kid is doomed!" Barkley said enthusiastically. "But he's Lin's buddy, so he's my buddy too. I have to say: he's great, but not great enough!"

"There is only one true Lin, and he cannot be replicated. If Jeremy needs help, he can contact me after the game, and I will provide him with selfless assistance!"

“I can have his good nephew Shaq teach him how to compete against Kobe. After all, the lovely Shaq has plenty of experience in this area.”

"You're getting cocky way too early." O'Neal couldn't help but say, looking at Barkley who was already eagerly giving his victory speech and had entered "game-winning mode." "There's still half the game left!"

"Hmph, a serious Kobe, could he really let a rookie turn things around? Unless Phil Jackson messes things up and puts Fisher against Jeremy again, there's no way he can turn things around!" (End of Chapter)