king of defenders

Chapter 376 Win the championship, the Orlando Summer League is over!

"Defense." Meng Yun retreated to his own half and yelled.

"Defense."

"Prevent it!"

Teammates responded, and they regained the lead, which could not be lost this time.

When the Grizzlies hit, the five players on the field are still their starting lineup, because their starting lineup is more tacit in coordination.Under the premise of lacking core players, they must rely on tacit cooperation and a rigorous and orderly tactical system to be able to compete with the Heat.

"Go, move, move!" Russ Smith dribbled the ball with one hand and directed his teammates to run with the other.

The Grizzlies players were moving quickly, and the Heat players were also moving. Meng Yun stared at Russ Smith, while watching others from the corner of his eyes.

Russ Smith has absolutely no advantage against Meng Yun, so the ball probably won't be played by Russ Smith, it will definitely be someone else, so Meng Yun secretly pays attention.

Sure enough, Russ Smith passed the ball to Jordan Adams. Jordan Adams didn't stop after taking the ball, and immediately passed the ball to Jerry Broad.

At this time, because of the cover of Jarrell Martin and Jarrell Stokes, Jerry Broad was already empty.

This is an open opportunity. Jerry Broad jumped up, staring straight at the basket. He was about to make a shot but found a thug rushing over. His heart trembled, and before he could move, he heard "slap "Sound.

"Seal!"

"Good job!"

In the auditorium, the fans shouted.

Jerry Broad landed on the ground, turned his head to look, and saw that the person who blocked him just now had gone away, leaving only his back, and the big number 0 on the jersey was particularly dazzling.

"It's Meng again." Russ Smith was annoyed and launched a chase. His speed was not slow, but unfortunately he was a little shorter. When Meng Yun jumped up for a layup, he couldn't stop him at all.

Swish!
Meng Yun scored and the Heat led by 3 points.

On the sidelines, the Grizzlies assistant coach frowned. The 3-point difference was not that big, but the rhythm of the game and the atmosphere made him feel bad.

It seemed that the game was controlled by the opponent.

To be precise, it was controlled by Meng Yun!

"boom!"

The Grizzlies hit the iron.

The Heat counterattacked, this time Meng Yun didn't make a shot, he pulled the defender to the outside line, saw that the Grizzlies' inside line was empty, and immediately made a false throw and passed the ball directly to the top of the ring, Whittington hit it and jumped up for an alley Dunk.

After falling from the basket, Whittington smiled at Meng Yun, as if saying, "This cake is really delicious."

In the next 2 minutes, the Heat scored another goal, but the Grizzlies fell into a stagnation and failed to score. The Heat widened the point difference to 7 points.

"Alas" the assistant coach of the Grizzlies shook his head and sighed, calling a timeout.

There is not much time left in the fourth quarter. With a 7-point difference, the Grizzlies still have a glimmer of life, but the chances of a reversal are too small, and the hope can be said to be slim.

Here, McAdoo was murderous, and the opponent said: "Give me a little hard, 7 points are not enough, we have to lead by more than 10 points, don't give the Grizzlies a chance."

The champion will be won soon, and McAdoo doesn't want any accidents. Regardless of whether he beats the dog in the water, we want to win anyway. The championship belongs to us, and it can only belong to us.

Of course, just shouting slogans is not enough. McAdoo spread out the tactical board, rearranged the tactics, emphasized some problems, and then waved his hands boldly: "Boys, let's go."

"Yes."

Everyone roared in unison, and their morale was like a rainbow.

Pause ends.

When the two sides came back, the Grizzlies' offense was very patient, and their defense became more and more fierce. The difference of 7 points was not too much, and they did not intend to just admit defeat.

It's a pity that they soon discovered that the Heat were even more vicious than them.

Jarrell Martin played a low single, carried two backs, turned around and threw Smith away, and was just about to dunk when Whittington dribbled the ball and pulled him down and fell to the ground.

"Fuck." Jarrell Martin yelled at Whittington angrily, "It's just the summer league, not the regular season, why are you like this?"

"Oh." Whittington curled his lips and said proudly: "What's the difference between the summer league and the regular season? I treat every game of mine as if it was my last."

Listening to this, why do you feel familiar?
Meng Yun was surprised. Looking at Johnson and the others, everyone looked at each other in dismay, with the same expression as Meng Yun. This sentence is very familiar, where did I hear it?

Jarrell Martin was stunned, but he didn't refute. He still felt that what Whittington said seemed to make sense. Treating every game as the last, isn't this the right attitude towards the game?
Thinking in my heart, Jarrell Martin walked to the free throw line and suddenly reacted when he was about to make a free throw. No, it seems that Allen Iverson said this, right?
Meng Yun also reacted, but saw Whittington's sanctimonious appearance, as if his whole body was full of holiness, so Meng Yun couldn't help but want to give a thumbs up, your uncle, this-force-pretending is enough, I give full marks!

At this time, everyone reacted.

Looking at Whittington one by one, Johnson, Smith, and Ennis couldn't laugh or cry, and the Grizzlies players looked very unhappy, motherfucker, do you think you are Iverson?
Jarrell Martin even had the urge to vomit blood. I actually thought what he said made sense and wanted to forgive him. What a fool I am!
boom!
Not surprisingly, Jarrell Martin's free throw missed.

Then came the second free throw, still missed.

At this time, the holy light on Whittington's body became stronger, and he smiled, as if he was an expert.

"Sure enough, there is no end to the realm of pretending to be forceful." Meng Yun sighed secretly. Although the fans didn't know what happened, the players on the field knew that Whittington, this guy, even I wanted to hit someone when I saw it. .

But looking at it from another angle, this guy can be regarded as a meritorious service. Judging by the appearance of the Grizzlies, it is estimated that there is no way to organize a decent counterattack.

This game is stable!
The Grizzlies really failed to organize a decent counterattack, and they played out of order. Jarrell Martin seemed to have lost his composure by Whittington. He played consecutive singles, but the success rate was very low, wasting a lot of money in vain. time.

With just over a minute left in the game, the Heat widened the point difference to 11 points, announcing that the game had lost its suspense.

In the end, the game ended with a score of 78:65. The Heat defeated the Grizzlies by 13 points and won the Orlando Summer League championship.

Meng Yun scored 24 points, 4 rebounds and 6 assists in this field.

Throughout the Orlando Summer League, Meng Yun averaged 22.2 points, plus 5.0 rebounds, 7.4 assists, 0.4 blocks, and 1.2 steals per game. He led the overall statistics and was elected the Orlando Summer League mvp without any suspense.

The organizer presented the championship trophy and Meng Yun's mvp trophy to the Heat on the spot. So far, the Orlando Summer League has come to an end, but the journey of the Heat is not over yet
(End of this chapter)