NBA: Starting with the undercut by Parker and Bowen

incredible!

My dear Yao Ming.

For some reason, even though it was just one goal, Yang Lin suddenly became excited.

Coach, I want to learn this.

Damn it!

Shooting hoops every day is so boring.

Look at this, muscle against muscle, strength against strength.

It's not just about winning or losing, but also about saving face.

Old Yang also wants to knock down the opponent and then slam dunk, Old Yang also wants to shout loudly at the opponent after scoring.

What?

I can shake off my opponent.

Well, I, Lao Yang, admit it, I don't have that ability.

Can I roar after making a shot?

???

No, does that mean I'll become a hardened, iron-blooded villain?

I, LeBron James: You little brat! Stop pretending to be innocent. Last season's Finals, your yelling almost gave me tinnitus.

"Well done, Yao! Play like that, you're unstoppable!"

Seeing Yao Ming decisively break the team's early scoring drought, Adelman on the sidelines beamed with joy.

His assistant coach, Tuna, said to him:

"Rick, have you noticed? Compared to the start of the season, Yao's playing style and personality have become more open in recent games."

"Or perhaps, the whole team is now playing a more open and confident style of play."

Adelman nodded in agreement, smiling as he said, "Elston, you're right! I've noticed that phenomenon too."

He explained, "A team's style is determined by its leader..."

"Yao and Tracy have been in Houston for years," Tuna interjected.

"Elston, stop pretending you don't know."

Adelman rolled his eyes at his assistant and continued, "We all know that the team's gradual transformation is due to the newly crowned Finals MVP."

He paused for a moment, then said thoughtfully:

"To be honest, I've been thinking lately that we, the general public, and even Jerry Sloan may have underestimated Young's contribution in last season's Finals."

"That's right! Yang's role on the court is relatively one-dimensional right now. But he has leadership qualities; he's confident, energetic, and unwavering in his goals..."

Coach Adelman's face showed regret and nostalgia.

"If Sacramento had had a player like Young back then, things might have turned out differently."

"But he doesn't seem like an obedient child," Tuna joked.

"Haha~~"

Adelman burst into laughter and nodded in agreement, "He certainly wasn't an obedient child; perhaps that's why Jerry Sloan let him go!"

Some of the coaches in the league are really interesting!

He wants his players to be obedient and follow his tactics strictly, like machine parts.

But the competition was disrupted.

They also hope that the players can have a flash of inspiration and use their talent to break the deadlock and bring victory to the team.

Damn it!

You guys are really slave owners, you want everything!

Yao Ming scored, opening up the Rockets' offense, followed by points from McGrady, Yang Lin, and others.

But the Suns' strength has never been defense.

They made a name for themselves in the league by their offense, by scoring more points than their opponents.

The first quarter ended in an official timeout. Thanks to an early surge, the Suns led the Rockets 20-16 by 4 points.

Scoring 16 points in half a quarter, and despite a poor start, the Rockets' offensive efficiency tonight is quite good.

When the coach looked up at the score, the Suns had already surpassed 20 points.

If they keep playing like this, the opponent will score 40 points in the first quarter.

Once the Suns get into their offensive rhythm, it basically means the Rockets' game is over.

Therefore, during the timeout, Adelman instructed the players:

"Guys! We can't go with Phoenix's pace; we need to force the game down."

He looked at Yang Lin and instructed him, "Yang, you are the team's point guard. You need to control the pace of the game on the court."

"Don't fall into Steve Nash's rhythm. In fast-paced games, Phoenix is ​​the undisputed king."

Yang Lin forced a smile and replied, "I'll try my best!"

He dared not utter any harsher words, claiming that he would definitely slow down the pace of the game.

Adelman wouldn't believe this, his teammates wouldn't believe it, and he himself wouldn't believe it either.

After all, standing opposite him was Steve Nash, a two-time regular season MVP and the architect of the Phoenix storm.

Let alone this rookie point guard.

Even the league's star point guards, such as Jason Kidd and Chauncey Billups, wouldn't dare to guarantee anything:

They will definitely have the advantage in their matchup against Nash, forcibly slowing down the Suns' pace.

Adelman was aware of this, so he looked at the other players on the team and said:

"Slowing down Phoenix is ​​not just Yang's task; everyone needs to work together to achieve it."

"Yao, Chris, you need to protect the rebounds; Tracy, Shawn, you need to block and delay their passing and movement..."

"Increase the intensity of the game and use power to disrupt speed. Treat this like a playoff game, use our rhythm to beat their rhythm, and in the end, we will surely win."

Adelman waved his arms, his voice brimming with passion.

The game restarted, and the Rockets immediately made changes, starting to put pressure on their opponents from the moment they inbounded the ball.

Yang Lin closely followed Nash, and Stoudemire took the inbound pass.

As the basketball flew toward Nash, Yang Lin rammed into him hard, hoping to steal the ball.

Unfortunately, it didn't work out, and basketball ultimately fell into Nash's control.

After the collision, Yang Lin immediately glanced at the referee beside him.

He understood that his action to steal the ball had been a bit too forceful and could have been called a foul.

The referee glanced at Yang Lin, but ultimately did not blow the whistle.

Yang Lin quickly grasped the referee's standards for this match, and they encouraged confrontation.

Therefore, Yang Lin subsequently began to have frequent physical collisions with Nash.

After the timeout, the Rockets' defense was excellent, and Nash attempted to launch several attacks, but all attempts failed.

With the 24-second shot clock ticking away, Nash gritted his teeth and drove straight at Yang Lin one-on-one.

Yang Lin did a good job on defense, sticking tightly to Nash.

Nash dribbled the ball to the left baseline, just outside the paint, and unleashed his signature move—a lay-down shot.

The basketball barely flew past Yang Lin's defense and landed on the rim.

"Bang!"

No, rebounds.

Under the basket and in the restricted area, Yao Ming tightly marked Stoudemire, not giving him a chance to jump and grab the rebound.

"mine."

Yao Ming let out a loud roar and steadily grabbed the rebound.

The defense was successful.

Coach A shouted encouragement to the players on the field: "That's right! That's how you defend. Be tough, defend tough!"

Yang Lin received a pass from Yao Ming, positioned himself at the eight-second line, and slowly advanced the ball.

Upon reaching the top of the arc, he did not rush to launch an attack, but waited for a few seconds.

If we can't control the pace of the game with our skills and experience, we'll mechanically drag out the attack time to reduce the number of rounds.

It's disgusting, but it's really useful.

With seven or eight seconds left, Yang Lin initiated an attack, using Yao Ming's high screen to draw Marion's help defense, and then assisted Wilcox to make a powerful shot at the basket.

After scoring, Wilcox wanted to celebrate with Yang Lin.

As Yang Lin ran towards Nash, he shouted at him, "Watch out for a counterattack! Watch out for their quick counterattack!"