king of defenders

Chapter 367
"Shh!"

Meng Yun made another mid-range hit, forcing the Pistons to call a timeout.

In fact, the second quarter has come to an end, with only 1 minute left, but Charles Krasker still called a timeout. With a dark face, he roared violently: "Why can't you guard against that Chinese? Who can Tell me why, is he Superman?"

"No." Darren Hillard replied.

"Yes, he's not Superman." Charles Clarke said, "Then why can't you guard against him?"

Spencer Dinwiddie was the one who directly played against Meng Yun. Meng Yun scored another 9 points in this quarter, and his personal score has reached 23 points. On the other hand, Spencer Dinwiddie has only scored 8 points so far. point.

Under normal circumstances, scoring 8 points in the half is not bad, but I am afraid of comparing everything. Compared with Meng Yun's 23 points in the half, it is ugly.

"Coach," Spencer Dinwiddie defended, "he's got such a good touch."

"Heh, heh." Charles Clarke smiled, his smile was a bit cold, "Really? Because he has a good touch. Well, I admit that he has a good touch, but is that the reason? If your defense does It’s more in place, and the interference to him is big enough, no matter how good he feels, it’s useless.”

It was really hot, and Charles Krasker even swears swear words.

The main reason is that they are not reconciled. The Heat are very arrogant. Before the game, they threatened to tear up the Pistons. They are so arrogant, shouldn't we give them a little bit of a show?But now, looking at the score, 48:32, I am behind by as much as 16 points.

A group of Pistons players were silent, and no one dared to talk back.

On the side, two other assistant coaches persuaded Charles Clarke to come out to smooth things over. After all, this lineup is not the regular season lineup of the Pistons. What a systemic defense.

This kind of lack of tacit understanding, disorganization, and difficulty in forming an excellent supplementary defense and assisting defense, how can it defend against a player like Meng Yun who can shoot and pass suddenly?
"Okay, I'm fine." Charles Clarke shook his hands, glared at his players, and sat down on the bench without saying a word.

A group of Pistons players were ashamed and fell into silence.

In contrast to the dull atmosphere of the Pistons, the heat on the Heat's side. The players talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was very active. After all, they led by as much as 16 points.

After the players laughed and laughed for a while, McAdoo raised his hand and said: "Okay, calm down and take a rest. The game is still early, and the first half is not over yet. We can't relax, we must continue this kind of competition." play."

It was said that a group of Heat players looked at Meng Yun together. Whether this performance can continue depends on Meng Yun.

With a straight face, McAdoo scolded with a smile: "Don't look at Meng, he does all the work by himself, why don't you all go up, come down and be an audience."

Knowing that the coach was joking, Joseph Young was not afraid, and said with a smile: "Coach, we don't want to be spectators, we should be cheerleaders anyway."

"Ha ha."

The crowd burst into laughter.

McAdoo glared at Joseph Young, and said: "Meng down to rest, Green on." After the substitution, McAdoo made a simple arrangement, and the timeout just ended.

The last minute of the second quarter was very flat, neither side could score. In the end, the first half ended with a score of 1:48. The Heat ended the first half with a 32-point advantage.

During the intermission, the fans in the auditorium were discussing.

"At the beginning of the game, the Pistons were aggressive and thought it would be a fierce game. It turned out that the Heat led by as much as 16 points at halftime. It was so disappointing."

"I don't blame the Pistons either. Who knew that Meng was so crazy today, scoring 23 points at halftime."

"Yeah, today Meng's scoring-desire is very strong. He broke his NBA career scoring record in just halftime. I don't know how many points he will score in the second half?"

"You said, will it be 30+, or 40+?"

"I don't know, but I'm looking forward to it."

Everyone is paying attention to Meng Yun, they want to know how many points Meng Yun will get today.

The second half begins.

Meng Yun returned to the field, and he played with Green, Johnson, Whittington, and Smith. Ennis played poorly today, and McAdoo put him on the bench and sent Juwan Howard Jr.

The Pistons are basically still the starting lineup, but they have made some defensive adjustments. Instead of Spencer Dinwiddie or Darren Hillard to defend Meng Yun, it is Stanley Johnson.

Stanley Johnson is from the University of Arizona. He is 201 cm tall and was selected by the Pistons with the 8th overall pick in the first round of this year's NBA Draft.

Originally, Stanley Johnson was a small forward and did not face Meng Yun directly, but neither Spencer Dinwiddie nor Darren Hillard could guard Meng Yun, so Charles Krasker decided to let Stanley Johnson play .

"Stanla Johnson is playing against Meng, and the 8th pick in the first round of this year is against the 7th pick. This is a good show."

"Let Stanley Johnson guard, okay?"

In the auditorium, the fans showed interest.

On the court, Stanley Johnson stuck closely to Meng Yun, not caring about other people at all, his eyes were on Meng Yun, and he would be there wherever Meng Yun went.

Seeing this, Meng Yun smiled, gave his teammates a look, and then slid around the baseline. Smith turned sideways to cover Meng Yun. Meng Yun threw away Stanley Johnson and shot the ball.

boom!
The goal was missed.

More than a minute later, Meng Yun singled Stanley Johnson, a crossover, and took a step forward, scaring Stanley Johnson to retreat quickly, while Meng Yun suddenly stopped and pulled out his hand.

boom!
Didn't go in again.

"Hey, I didn't go in again."

"Stanley Johnson defended well."

"Fart, it's because he defends well, it's just that Meng's hands don't feel good."

The fans talked a lot.

Meng Yun frowned slightly. Stanley Johnson's defense didn't bother him too much, but his hand suddenly became cold.

"It's really hard to say something like the feel." Meng Yun shook his head, changed his strategy, began to reduce outside shots, and then attacked the opponent's inside.

The opponent's insiders were very afraid of Meng Yun. When they saw Meng Yun's breakthrough, they rushed forward. Meng Yun couldn't laugh or cry.

As a result, Meng Yun scored fewer points, but more assists.

In a blink of an eye, after 5 minutes in the third quarter, Meng Yun still didn't score, which made the fans a little anxious.

At this time, the Heat were attacking, and Meng Yun suddenly scored and passed to the outside line. Howard Jr. made a three-point shot. Fortunately, Smith picked up the rebound and passed it to the outside line. The Heat still haven't been able to find a good shot.

Meng Yun frowned, ran backwards, and his speed exploded completely. With his speed, he forcibly threw away Stanley Johnson, came outside the three-point line, and opened his hands and shouted: "The ball."

His teammates were also anxious. Originally, Johnson was going to force a shot, but after hearing Meng Yun's voice, he changed his mind and immediately passed the ball to Meng Yun.

Meng Yun took the ball, and there was only the last second left in the attack time. He had no time to make extra moves, and he couldn't control Stanley Johnson who was chasing him, so he jumped up directly.

"Hmph." Stanley Johnson also jumped up and reached out to block the shot, but he found himself getting farther and farther away in the basketball, and couldn't help being shocked, "It's a fallback."

It's a throwback.

Meng Yun didn't have extra time to make moves. In order to prevent being blocked, he chose to lean back, leaning his body backwards, but staring straight at the basket with his eyes flicking his wrist.

The ball is shot, and 24 seconds are over!
(End of this chapter)