NBA: Start by torturing Jordan and add points to upgrade

After a series of substitutions, both teams' players have gotten back into form and are ready for the next match.

Ginobili received the inbound pass from Jackson, waved to signal everyone to move, and casually moved towards the sideline. Then he suddenly dribbled behind his back and moved laterally towards the top of the key.

Then he made another crossover, once again forcibly overtaking from the sideline and rushing towards the inside.

This guy's speed in breaking through defenses, the suddenness of his changes of direction, and the strangeness of his footwork are truly unmatched in the entire league.

But this time, Ginobili's luck wasn't so good.

He got past Jeremy Lin and used his unique tango moves to dodge Lamar Odom's help defense, but in order to avoid Odom, he went to the right side, which he was not very good at, and his final right-hand layup ended up falling out of the basket.

"Boom!"

"Get out of my way!"

The basketball had barely bounced off the rim when Howard, who had been frustrated all night, let out a beastly roar, leaped high, grabbed the basketball with both hands, and was about to smash it into the basket!

I was dribbling and attacking you guys one-on-one, and you kept fouling me. Now I'm going to put you back in for a dunk, and you guys still dare to foul me?

Come on! Go ahead and break the rules if you can!
"Snapped!"

Unfortunately, Howard's anger was suppressed before it could be vented.

Yao Ming slapped his arm again.

The basketball slipped from Howard's control once again, and his hands, filled with resentment yet futile, struck the rim once more.

A foul, two more free throws.

"Idiot, you knew we were going to foul, why didn't you just slam the ball in? Why did you have to put it behind my head, do a little trick, and then dunk it?" Yao Ming raised his hand and looked at Howard like he was an idiot, saying, "You didn't want those two points, so don't blame me."

Yao Ming's words were absolutely scathing!
As he said, if Howard had just honestly held the ball and slammed it in, not even the King of Heaven could have stopped him from dunking.

But he insisted on showing off his physical abilities, pulling the ball behind his head in mid-air before slamming it down.

This was so that he could dunk more satisfyingly and release his anger more thoroughly.

Unfortunately, that tiny delay was enough for Yao Ming, whose speed and jumping ability were inferior to Yao Ming's, to react and commit a vicious foul, sending Yao Ming to the free-throw line.

Anyway, Lin Tian gave the order: he didn't care how many times Howard went to the free-throw line, or how many free throws the guy made, but if Howard wanted to dunk directly, he was dreaming!

Tonight, the Bobcats are going to go all out against Howard!

This foul was only Yao Ming's second foul. Although it was quite a lot, it was far from dangerous. As I said before, the Bobcats are very good at bullying Howard. They controlled their foul count very well and spread it out.

Howard took a deep breath as he stood at the free-throw line, staring at the basket. His hands were trembling with anger, but he still managed to shoot the ball.

"Shh!"

Howard made the first free throw, clenched his fist, and celebrated.

Then look at the basket again, take a deep breath, and raise your hand again.

"Shh!"

Enter again!

Howard made both free throws on his first attempt of the night!
Especially after missing several free throws in the second quarter, suddenly making both of his free throws was a huge boost to Howard's confidence.

So, this guy was excited as he slowly backed away, roaring and pounding his chest with one hand, while glaring at Yao Ming and yelling, "Foul! You foul me again, trash! Come on!"

"Idiot." Yao Ming didn't even bother to acknowledge this guy who didn't even turn around. Just as Howard was looking up at the sky and letting out a long howl, Yao Ming had already passed the ball out from the baseline.

After Jeremy Lin received the ball in the frontcourt and quickly passed it between himself and Derrick Rose, the astute Fields seized the opportunity to cut from the baseline, receive the ball, and jump to attack the basket.

Parker was caught off guard and was knocked away by Fields in mid-air, while also hitting Fields' arm.

"Shh!"

"Dudu!"

2+1 done!

At this moment, less than 6 seconds had passed since Howard made both free throws!
This shows just how fast the Bobcats' attack was!
Howard, on the other hand, hadn't even taken his hand off his chest yet.

"Defense first!" Duncan snapped, unable to contain himself any longer. "Both free throws and there wasn't a dead ball! Can't you tell they're going to play fast break? You can celebrate all you want during the timeout when there's a dead ball!"

"But at other times, you better defend properly! Defend immediately!"

Duncan's outburst further enraged Howard, but he opened his mouth several times without saying anything in response, perhaps out of fear.

However, for Lin Tian, ​​this scene only showed that Howard was not frustrated or angry enough.

We have to keep going!
"Shh!"

Fields made another free throw, widening the gap again after Howard managed to close the gap with two successful free throws.

Then, during the Celtics' next possession, Parker's layup after a screen missed again.

This time, Fields, who seemed to appear out of nowhere, slapped the rebound out of the three-point line, and Lin grabbed it. Lin then accelerated and launched another fast break.

After driving all the way to the three-point line, Jeremy Lin threw the ball directly to the other side. Rose caught the ball and didn't even dribble. He took a step and jumped, attracting a lot of defensive attention, and then passed the ball behind his back to Odom, who was following up in the middle.

Odom held the ball high with one hand, took off from the middle, and slammed the ball into the basket again!

"boom!"

After that loud bang, the Lynx launched another counterattack. Lin Tian's fast-paced offensive lineup showed impressive power from the start, and they began to widen the score gap.

Although the Celtics finally managed to score 2 points thanks to an assist from Duncan to Jackson, they once again couldn't stop the Bobcats' continuous drives and passes.

Rose, Lin, and Odom made three consecutive drives and passes, tearing apart the Celtics' defense. Yao Ming, left wide open, easily made a dunk.

"Defense! Shout it out! Remind each other, damn it! Are you guys playing basketball for the first time? Do I have to fucking remind you of this?" Howard was clearly on the verge of a breakdown. After Yao Ming scored, he immediately spread his hands and complained to his teammates in dissatisfaction.

"My bad." Duncan once again stood in front of his teammates who wanted to say something, and looked at Howard, saying, "I forgot to remind you guys to help me defend. Pay attention next round. This round is over."

"Next round, we'll score!"

Duncan's words were brief and powerful, full of unquestionable authority. Howard could only nod and say no more before turning around to start his attack.

"This isn't even a timeout!" Lin Tian couldn't help but exclaim. "Rivers is really tough!" "Does he believe his players can make adjustments on the court, reunite, and launch a counterattack?" Stevens was also a little puzzled. Rivers was a former Coach of the Year, and the players were about to engage in a fierce battle on the court, yet he didn't make any adjustments?
"Believe it for nothing." Lin Tian snorted, then looked up at the clock above his head and said, "I bet you, Rivers will call a timeout when there are four minutes left in this quarter!"

"Is it because we're going to put on a climax in the next few minutes and force him to call a timeout?" Stevens' eyes lit up when he heard this!

Is our head coach really that amazing? He can even calculate how many minutes it takes for his team to force the opponent to call a timeout?
"Bullshit, I'm not a god, how would I know when we'll hit our offensive climax?" Lin Tian rolled his eyes, indicating that blind personality cult was unacceptable.

"It's because at the 4-minute mark, which is exactly when Rivers calls a timeout to make substitutions," Lin Tian said. "Regardless of who had the advantage or the momentum at that time, this guy was about to call a timeout."

Stevens stared at Lin Tian in disbelief. Even though Lin Tian's reason sounded more plausible, he still couldn't quite believe that his head coach could be this awesome.
can!
As the players from both sides continued to battle on the field, the score gap that had just widened was narrowed once again.

The Bobcats were struggling to keep up with the rebounding, and their three perimeter players were also short and lacked size. Jackson, with his standard forward physique, effectively bullied Fields several times.

The two sides once widened the gap to 8 points, but Jackson's continuous scoring brought the gap down to 4 points!
Then Jeremy Lin missed another shot, and Jackson grabbed the rebound. The guy, who was now fired up, threw the ball forward and was about to launch a counterattack.

But before he had even crossed the midfield, a sharp crack suddenly rang out.

Rivers has really called a timeout!
At this point, there were 4 minutes and 02 seconds left in the second quarter!
"Is it accurate or not?" Lin Tian patted Stevens on the shoulder and said, "That's professionalism!"

"No wonder he's the league's top coach and a true genius!" Stevens didn't hesitate any longer, saying in a tone that Van Gundy considered almost shameless, "The so-called mind magic of those superheroes is only at this level!"

"Oh, no, no, it's not that exaggerated." Lin Tianyi tilted his head back and relaxed, waving his large hand in a flurry, clearly enjoying himself but still pretending to be modest: "It's alright, I guess."

"Hypocritical." Van Gundy, standing beside him, curled her lip, expressing her utter disdain for Lin Tian.

Of course, this was just a facade of disdain; in his heart, Van Gundy's admiration for Lin Tian had long since overflowed.

This old man, I don't know when it started, began comparing Lin Tian to top coaches like Phil Jackson and Pat Riley.

As for the results of the comparison?
I can't say it, because saying it would destroy Van Gundy's understanding and knowledge of coaching over the past few decades.

"Coach, what's our strategy for the next move?" In the short time it took to ask these two questions, the players on the field had already moved to the vicinity of the bench, waiting for Lin Tian's instructions to see how to proceed.

"We just used speed to overcome height, now let's use height to overcome speed!"

"Yao, Carlos, Lamar, Gordon, and Derrick, the five of you come on."

"The next tactic is simple: bombard the paint! Whether it's driving to the basket or attacking directly inside, just keep attacking!"

"Rivers will most likely bring one big and four small units next to increase our speed and limit our speed. So let's give up speed and use our height to attack them!"

"Yao Ming and Carlos, you two, especially Carlos, you'll likely be guarded by Steve Jackson later, so sit on him!"

"understand!"

Lin Tian's instructions and arrangements were simple and easy to understand, and full of confidence. Even after he finished making the arrangements, there were still more than ten seconds left before the pause ended. Lin Tian simply waved his hand and said, "You guys go ahead. I've been standing for too long and I'm tired."

Looking at Lin Tian, ​​who had plopped back down on the bench, and then at Rivers across from him, who was still waving his arms and shouting "Come on, come on! Cabin! Cabin!" with great enthusiasm, Stevens couldn't help but say, "Lin, but our small lineup we just used is actually starting to look a bit weak."

"They've started to close the gap, they've found their rhythm and are starting to dominate us. In this situation, will he really change his strategy?"

"Yes." Lin Tian said confidently, "You think someone is slow to react? It's because the opponent changed tactics and he couldn't keep up. He didn't make adjustments and then the opponent went on a scoring spree, and then he lost the game."

"But some people are slow to react. They don't even realize that their lineup has already gained the advantage. They insist on making adjustments in their own clever way, giving the opponent the opportunity to regroup and crush them."

"Idiots are beyond saving and cannot be analyzed with logic."

Lin Tian looked at Stevens and said, "So, relax, trust me, and learn more!"

As soon as Lin Tian finished speaking, the coach on the court blew the whistle to start the game.

The players from both sides have returned to the field.

One big and four small!
Stevens looked at the Celtics' lineup and said incredulously, "It really is one big man and four small men! He really took Howard out!"

"Next, it's time for us to overwhelm Duncan with our chaotic attacks." Lin Tian stretched easily, predicting Rivers' fate was indeed very easy!

Even Van Gundy couldn't help but turn his head to look at Lin Tian this time. The way he looked at Lin Tian now was no different from looking at a monster.

This guy is terrifying!
Does he really possess some kind of mind magic, capable of seeing into his opponent's mind? Otherwise, how could his predictions and calculations be so accurate?

In particular, Van Gundy had been Riley's assistant coach for many years, and he now genuinely felt that Riley's so-called "master strategist" nickname was truly undeserved.

His problem was at most addition and subtraction within 10, while Lin Tian's problem was multiplication and division within 100.

It's more than one level stronger!

With Van Gundy's exclamation, the Bobcats once again gained a decisive advantage on the court!

Duncan was a lone wolf in the paint; he couldn't withstand the Bobcats' three big men's relentless bombardment and the Bobcats' constant, relentless attacks.

The Bobcats were playing like they were in a frenzy, shooting almost every time they were inside the paint, and almost every time they were going to attack Duncan head-on.

Honestly, even though Duncan's rim protection and air defense abilities have started to decline, they are still top-notch, and the Bobcats' success rate is not high at all.

Duncan alone delivered two blocks in the short stretch of the second half of the second quarter, not to mention his numerous successful disruptions that didn't even make the cut.

But unfortunately, even a mighty tiger can't withstand a pack of wolves.

The Celtics are currently playing a small lineup consisting of Duncan, three guards, and Jackson.

Their roster was too small, and they lacked rebounding powerhouses and exceptionally athletic players with springy springs. Faced with the Bobcats' repeated attacks and their almost entirely offensive-rebounding style of play, they were truly struggling.

They lost several offensive rebounds in a row.

Although many of the Bobcats' points come from second-chance points after offensive rebounds, their scoring efficiency is not high.

Of course, the level of efficiency depends on who you compare it to.

Compared to the current five players on the Celtics team, this efficiency and style of play are more than enough! They are widening the score gap, they are seizing the rhythm, and they are slowly increasing the point difference little by little.

In the final four minutes, the Bobcats completely dominated the court, scoring a 5-point margin of victory!

By the end of the first half, the Bobcats had a 9-point lead!

On the other hand, the Celtics, who had just found their rhythm and started to catch up before the timeout, suddenly lost their momentum because of this timeout, and were severely hampered on both offense and defense by the Bobcats.

Their momentum vanished after the timeout and substitution, leaving them no choice but to accept the fact that they were down by nine points going into halftime. (End of Chapter)