NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

In the lens language of the cameraman, it is obvious that he was deceived by Wang Yi's steal.

The audience at the scene saw this steal, and one by one, the exclamation just now became another exclamation.

It's just that the one just now was frightened or frightened, but this time it was a surprise.

"Oh, my god!"

"How did this steal the ball do it!"

"Holy shit! Unbelievable!"

Seeing this, LeBron James put his head in his hands and widened his eyes.

"Oh, my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god..."

Paul also stood up in disbelief.

"This steal is so elusive. I dare say that except for Wang Yi, no one in the world has ever stolen the ball like this."

"This kind of steal requires a big enough hand to catch the ball with one hand, and a strong reaction ability. When the opponent breaks in and wants to dunk, he suddenly makes a behind-the-back pass. Ordinary people really can’t react.”

"Wang Yi is a devil."

Wang Yi broke the ball here, and Danny rushed to respond.

That Mason and Jaylen Green, the two hurriedly prevented Wang Yi's pass from the free throw line.

But at this time Wang Yi made an unexpected move. Instead of facing the frontcourt, he turned around suddenly, with his back to the two men on the free throw line, and then directly started a three-step layup.

Three-step layup to the Rockets' hoop!

The Rockets' David Mason and Jaylen Green were both silly.

Is Wang Yi out of his mind?

Going to the Rockets' basket for a layup?

But Wang Yi's head was a watt, but it left them with a problem.

Are they blocking it?

It stands to reason that Wang Yi is their opponent, and they should block anything Wang Yi wants to do.

But now Wang Yi is going to help the Rockets score, will they also stop it?

If it is really blocked, wouldn't it be ridiculed.

However, if he doesn't stop him, Wang Yi must have another conspiracy.

This made both Jaylen Green and David Mason hesitate.

And just when they were hesitating, Wang Yi's hand, which was laying up, suddenly hooked back slightly.

The basketball easily passed over the heads of the two unresponsive people.

It was taken by Danny who followed behind.

Then Danny turned around and dribbled the ball across half court, forming a four-on-three situation in the frontcourt of the Kings.

In the end, Rose, an emergency stop CIC, was named.

At this point the difference was only one point.

And there are 25 seconds left in the game.

The Rockets coach was originally unwilling to call a timeout to give Wang Yi a chance to breathe, but he had to call a timeout at this time.

……

At this time, the people on the scene were not only crazy, but also extremely surprised.

"How many times did he break in the last 5 minutes? 4 or 5?"

"My gosh, this tackle... is just fucking insane."

"Can you believe that a person who could hardly stand up just now broke 5 consecutive balls in just 5 minutes?"

……

It was a long pause, and Wang Yi was finally able to take a few breaths. As soon as he came to the sidelines, he sat down with his buttocks, his head thrown back, and gasped for breath.

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It's like the old cows plowing the fields in his hometown when he was a child.

But the difference is that the old ox pulls the plow without knowing the destination or why.

And Wang Yi knew why he was so desperate.

Because he still wants to fight!
He wants to win!

Life is endless, and the battle is endless.

At this moment, his blood, which has almost never been boiling for three years, finally boiled completely.

This is the life I want, and this is the battle I want.

At this time, head coach D'Antoni is arranging the next defensive tactics.

"Their offense is focused on David Mason and Jaylen Green."

"They're probably going to play the pick-and-roll they're good at."

"Ross and Danny, you two guard their twins, switch every pick-and-roll. If they're on a pick-and-roll with someone else, double-team the ballhandler."

"Also, when defending, don't give them too much space, give them a sense of oppression, let them attack as soon as possible, so that we have enough time for the final attack."

"Remember, we have no timeout. Whether we can defend the ball or not, we are serving from the backcourt. Since we don't have much time to attack, we must launch a fast break as soon as possible."

"At that time, Danny, you will advance quickly with the ball and pull their defense line. Others will follow up. As long as the defense line is pulled apart, then our chances will be great."

When everyone heard the words, they nodded.

The three assistant coaches next to him also nodded.

Now that D'Antoni is getting older, his on-the-spot adjustment ability is getting stronger and stronger. This final arrangement of one defense and one offense is indeed very skillful.

But at this moment, Wang Yi, who had been leaning on the back of the chair, panting with his head up, suddenly spoke.

"Give me the ball for the last shot."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at Wang Yi suspiciously.

At this time, Wang Yi's physical fitness was almost exhausted.

Then no matter his speed, strength, jumping or shooting percentage will decline.

In this case, is it really good to have the ball for the last attack?
Especially the newcomers who joined the team in the past two years.

In their eyes, Wang Yi is not their boss.

Why did he occupy so many possessions right away?
Why should the last attack be handed over to him?
The two rotation substitutes on the bench were already bowing their heads and whispering.

"Does he still think he is the Wang Yi from more than two years ago?"

"I can't even run anymore, and I'm talking about giving him the last ball, it's ridiculous."

At this time, Rose looked at Wang Yi with burning eyes.

Once upon a time, he was so confident, so domineering, and gave me the ball on the last attack.

However, time makes people old, and although he still has that kind of ambition, he doesn't have that kind of ability.

This guy Wang Yi is too much like himself when he was young.

So he nodded to the coach: "Coach, I support."

Danny next to him also nodded heavily.

Tours also said: "Coach, let the boss attack, we trust him."

That didn't matter to Bond.

For him, basketball is just a job for a living.

It doesn't matter who you attack, as long as it doesn't cause me to lose my job.

But D'Antoni still didn't nod, but looked at Wang Yi:

"Wang, have you ever thought about how much ridicule and abuse, how much questioning and criticism you will suffer if you fail to make the last attack?"

Wang Yi nodded: "Of course I have thought about it, but I don't care about these things. What I care about is the passion and blood during the battle. Everything else is like floating clouds to me."

D'Antoni nodded, his silver mustache was slightly upturned.

Looking at the starters: "The last attack, give the ball to Wang."