king of defenders

Chapter 627 Live up to the fans and live up to the country

"It's getting more and more behind."

"Yeah, it won't work like this."

"Before the end of the first half, we were already behind by 13 points. If we continue to fall behind, the point difference will be further widened, and it will be difficult to make a comeback in the second half."

"Quickly reduce the score and catch up quickly! My God, please help the Heat. If they lose this game, they will be eliminated directly. You can't lose."

At this time, there was not much time left in the first half. The Heat trailed by 13 points. The home fans were all nervous. Some fans even prayed silently, hoping that the situation could change.

This is definitely not going to work, and the Heat can't afford to lose.

"Timeout." Spoelstra called a timeout with a gloomy face. When the players came down, Spoelstra's face was black, and the first sentence was: "I am very dissatisfied with you."

Everyone dared not speak.

Meng Yun clenched his fists, feeling very uncomfortable. This is the first time Spoelstra has blamed them since this series, even if the Raptors won three games in a row before, the series fell behind Spoel 0:3 Stella never reproached them either.But now, Spoelstra directly said that he was very dissatisfied with them.

What does this mean?
It means he is disappointed, very disappointed.

Sure enough, Spoelstra continued: "I'm very disappointed in you. I told you to use offense against offense, don't blindly defend. Our advantage is offense. But what about you? When the opponent is leading As soon as you strengthen your offense, you only know how to defend. What is the result? The result is that the score is overtaken and then overtaken. What are you thinking? You are afraid of being overtaken by others, so you just want to defend and hold the lead?"

"Okay, that's all."

"But the opponent has already overtaken, and what about you? You are still defending, and you still haven't been able to implement the 'offensive versus offensive' in place."

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of making mistakes, afraid of not making shots, and then let the opponent further expand the point difference?" Spoelstra's tone became more and more fierce as he spoke. He pointed to the scoreboard and said: "You guys take care Look? Does this work? No, it’s useless at all. You didn’t make mistakes, you didn’t make mistakes, but the point difference still widened.”

Everyone lowered their heads and said nothing.

In fact, they have this kind of mentality. They are afraid of being caught up when they are leading, and they are afraid of being widened when they are behind, so that they dare not attack.

"Sigh." Spoelstra sighed again, many times he had to face not only his opponent, but also himself, and it was even more difficult to defeat himself than to defeat his opponent.

Taking a deep breath, Spoelstra said: "Remember, we have to attack and play our own offensive rhythm. Don't care about the score, just let go."

Meng Yun nodded heavily.

Yes, being timid, looking forward and backward, will only focus on one thing and lose another, it is better to attack indomitably.

Others also agreed and expressed their understanding.

"Okay, let's go." Spoelstra nodded, stopped Meng Yun and Wade, and said: "It's not enough just to understand the truth. In fact, the truth is not complicated, but it's difficult to do. We want to play a The rhythm of our attack requires you two to stand up and take the lead, understand?"

Meng Yun frowned, and exchanged glances with Wade, and the two said in unison: "Yes, coach."

Spoelstra finally showed a smile, looked towards the auditorium, and said: "Look at the auditorium, tens of thousands of fans who support us look at us, this is our home stadium, and they all come to support us. I They don’t want to see us lose, and these tens of thousands of fans are not willing to accept defeat.”

Wade said: "I understand that I will not disappoint the fans who support us. We must win this game and drag this series into the tiebreaker."

Meng Yun looked at the auditorium. There were more than 1 people in all directions, and most of them were Heat fans. They were wearing Heat jerseys.
Suddenly, a bright red came into view.

"That's it." Meng Yun's heart was shocked. That touch of bright red is so eye-catching, and also so familiar and kind. It's the national flag of China. Some fans spread it out. It's not very big, but it's like that Dazzling, the five stars on the flag were shining, which made Meng Yun's heart burn.

Those are my compatriots, the fans who support me.

No, not just them, they represent countless Chinese fans.

And I represent not only the Heat players, but also the motherland.

"I can't be sorry to so many fans who support me, let alone embarrass my motherland." Meng Yun gritted his teeth, his blood boiling hot like never before.

"Huh?" Lowry pushed forward, and a figure flashed in front of him. He looked at Meng Yun, and couldn't help frowning, "This kid's eyes have become so sharp."

Lowry asked for a pick-and-roll and was about to move to the left. Valanciunas stepped forward to help Lowry pick-and-roll, but before Valanciunas stepped forward, Meng Yun suddenly moved.

The figure flashed, Lowry's heart skipped a beat, and he yelled "It's so fast", and then felt that his palm was empty. He was going to catch the pick-and-roll and throw Meng Yun away, but Meng Yun suddenly rushed, and the ball was caught off guard. up.

The next moment, Meng Yun passed Lowry, grabbed the basketball and rushed towards the Raptors half court like a gust of wind. Before the others could react, Lowry immediately chased after him, but Meng Yun's speed was too fast.

"I can't catch up." Lowry stopped.

Seeing Meng Yun stepping into the free throw line with one foot and jumping up, as if he had escaped gravity, his body was gliding in the air. The fans felt as if time had stopped for a moment.

After this moment, there was a bang.

Gliding windmill slam dunk!

"Huh"

In the auditorium, the home fans were boiling.

This slam dunk is full of domineering and extremely explosive, and the fans watching it are excited and excited.

"Damn it." Lowry's expression changed again and again.

On the sidelines, Coach Casey's face changed, and a bad premonition came out.

Meng Yun started to run wild, just like the previous two games, fierce three-pointers, lightning-fast breakthroughs, explosive dunks, and continuous bombing of the Raptors' basket, making it difficult for the Raptors to parry.

Unknowingly, even the Raptors players didn't notice that the pace of the game became faster and faster. The Raptors were exhausted after Meng Yun, but they were always a beat behind.

"Not good." Coach Casey stood up and said to the teaching assistant beside him, "A timeout is requested."

The assistant smiled wryly: "Coach, there are only 30 seconds left in this quarter."

Coach Casey froze for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "It's also called for 30 seconds, call me a timeout. Damn, we fell into the rhythm of the Heat without knowing it." The assistant coach went to the technical desk to request a timeout, and Coach Casey's gaze When it fell on Meng Yun, he sighed, the situation that was so good, turned bad in the hands of this Chinese boy.

(End of this chapter)