NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

Chapter 297
Dan Crawford filled a full glass of water.

Then he said: "It's okay, there are still two quarters, enough to do what we want to do. How many times did the Big Three of the Lakers foul?"

The young referee with neatly combed hair said: "LeBron twice, AD also twice, Wang Yi only once."

Crawford frowned, and exhaled from his nostrils: "Are you sure it's only once?"

The young referee nodded: "Sure."

Crawford lowered his head in thought for a moment, then raised his head again and said:
"In the second half, I'll blow Wang Yi a little bit, but it won't be too obvious. Isn't he often entangled with Beverly? When they are entangled, I will pay more attention, and as long as Wang Yi makes a move, I will give him a whistle. As for the two of you People, just play normally."

The two referees nodded.

Crawford went on to say: "Although we are biased towards the Clippers to win, we must have technical content. You control other people in the second half, and my whistle is used to take care of Wang Yi. In case something happens in the future... I It means that in case, all the consequences will be borne by me."

The two young referees had already stood up:

"No, what the three of us do together, the three of us will bear together."

Crawford waved his hand: "Listen to me, it's impossible to have an accident in the short term. And in case of an accident in the future, it is likely that I have already retired. So this matter will not have any impact on my future, and you Still young, with a lot of future ahead."

What else did those two young referees want to say?
But Crawford shook his head slowly: "There's no need to say any more, it's decided."

The two young referees looked at each other.

Crawford is a good guy.

If it wasn't for his son's illness, if it wasn't for raising more money, he wouldn't have embarked on this path.

They could only secretly make up their minds to give Crawford a little more after paying their salary.

There was only so much they could do for him.

Meanwhile, in a corner of the Staples Center arena.

NBA President Xiao Hua is sitting there.

That bald head looks shiny even in a dark corner.

There was no expression on his face, and no one could see what he was thinking at this moment.

In fact, what he thought at this time was almost exactly the same as what the referees thought.

In the second half, the playing time of this Chinese must be controlled.

Otherwise, he alone can bring down the Clippers.

If the Clippers collapse today, it is likely to be over in the next game.

If the Lakers and Clippers miss one game, the league will lose tens of millions of dollars.

Alas, I am so worried.

Soon the two sides opened up again in the second half.

At the beginning of the game this time, among the five Lakers players, there was still no Wang Yi.

It looks like Clippers coach Tyronn Lue has a big head.

If you can't take the opportunity to narrow the score now, it will be a disaster when Wang Yi plays.

At the same time, there are three referees with big heads.

They came here to brag about Wang Yi's foul.

Now that Wang Yi is not on the stage, how can they brag about it?
It's hard for a clever woman to boast without rice.

When Wang Yi plays again, it should be the end of this section.

With such a short playing time, it is difficult to accumulate a few fouls for him.

The two young referees glanced at the referee, Crawford.

Crawford didn't respond to them.

But they know that no response is already a response.

What Crawford meant was obvious.

Hold on tight, don't panic, I'll take care of everything.

The performance of the Clippers' main lineup in the second half was still very vigorous.

Leonard is playing normally.

Pickled peppers are exceptional.

And their Reggie Jackson is super extraordinary performance.

When there were 3 minutes left in the third quarter, they had chased the point difference to only 4 points.

In fact, when they were chasing points, the audience was very worried.

The commentators at the scene also shook their heads.

"Why don't you let the king play?"

"If Wang is not allowed to play again, the point difference will catch up."

Coach Vogel is of course also worried.

He asked Wang Yi twice: "Wang, if they catch up or even overtake the score, are you sure when they play later?"

Wang Yi's answer both times was the same as any previous one: "No problem."

So Vogel didn't let Wang Yi play.

When there are 3 minutes left in the third quarter, the main players of both sides are already a little tired.

At this time, Wang Yi, who is physically fit, will play again.

It was still a massacre.

When the scene of Wang Yi tearing off the towel on his knees and standing up appeared on the big screen at the scene, the audience immediately burst into cheers.

"Oh, the king is going to play."

"Hurry up, they will catch up if you don't play."

"Wang, I waited for you until the chrysanthemums withered."

The on-site commentary also kept nodding: "Is Wang finally going to play?"

"Really looking forward to his performance when he comes on stage."

At the same time, in the Tencent NBA live broadcast room on the other side of the ocean, there was also a burst of jubilation on the barrage.

"He's coming, he's coming, he's coming."

"Waiting for brother Yi to play is harder than waiting for the bride to get off the car."

"I kept calling for shit to come out, and still half covered my face with a tissue."

After Wang Yi went shopping, it happened to be the Lakers attacking.

Wang Yi still didn't get the ball, but kept running inside to cover.

Normally, under such circumstances, Beverly would definitely entangle with him.

The referee Crawford stared closely at Wang Yi.

As long as he moves a little too much when entangled with Wang Yi and Beverly, he will give Wang Yi a soul-chasing whistle.

However, what surprised him was that although Beverly was still chasing and defending Wang Yi, he didn't get started.

The previous stumbling, pulling clothes, grabbing arms, etc., are all gone.

At this time, Beverley looked like a model player who played extremely cleanly.

This drove Crawford a little crazy.

Wang Yi didn't play just now, so there was no way to call him a foul.

Now it's hard to wait for him to come up, but Beverly, you come to make trouble again.

Never before have you been biting the offensive player like a mad dog.

But at this time, you don't want to bite.

Aren't you fucking messing with people's mentality?

In fact, he didn't know that Beverly's mentality had collapsed at this time.

No matter how you defend, this Huaxia can get in.

Obviously, he has achieved the ultimate in defense, and even performed supernormally, but this guy can still score, and I am so fucking helpless.

The two young referees glanced at referee Crawford.

Didn't it say that Wang Yi would call him a foul as soon as he came on the court?

Why don't you blow it?
The difficulty is that there are other moves that Crawford has not used?

Sure enough, he is a tall man.

Crawford: I'm so fucking helpless, and they don't have any physical contact, how can I blow it?Just blow it hard?I'm afraid I'm going to be beaten to death right away.

(End of this chapter)