Chapter 31
During the intermission, the live commentary was very excited.

"In this game, the beginning looked like it was going to repeat the trend of last year's G6. But after Wang came on the court, the trend completely changed."

"Now that the Lakers have a [-]-point lead, Wang didn't just change the trend. He completely reversed the trend of the game."

"Let's look forward to the second half and see if Wang can perform better."

On the sidelines, in the VIP seat No. 124 in the first row.

Behind the crimson glasses of actor Jack Nicholson, his eyes were full of relief.

So far, the Easterner has continued to surprise the Lakers.

Maybe... the hope of the Lakers' revival lies in him.

At this time, in the visiting team's locker room.

The mood of the Suns players was a little low.

They've all experienced being [-] points behind, and they've experienced it more than once.

It stands to reason that they should not be so low.

But today's game is different.

From the time the Lakers No. 1 player came on the court, they fell into the abyss step by step.

There's no chance of getting any points at all.

Can't attack, can't defend.

How is this played?
Even the team's leading star, Devin Booker, hung his head.

He covered his head with a towel and said nothing.

Seeing this, Paul clapped his hands vigorously.

"This is cowardly? Are we going to be called soft eggs?"

"You all cheer me up!"

"Remember how we eliminated them last year? They were the defending champions!"

"We can turn the defending champion into a loser. Are we now cowardly in front of this loser?"

Paul is definitely one of the most competitive and combative players in the NBA.

His remarks slowly cheered the players up one by one.

But now that he is a full twenty points behind, just relying on his agitation is far from enough.

So head coach Williams looked at Crowder again.

Said: "Claude, in the third quarter, prevent that Oriental!"

What he said about preventing death is not simply preventing death, but constantly provoking and angering opponents.

Do not even rule out using some unconventional moves.

In the Heat's finals, Claude, who was still a Heat player at the time, caused many opponents to suffer.

Such villains are disliked by fans and disgusted by players.

But if a team wants to achieve results, there must be such a person in the team.

Bruce Bowen, former Spurs;

Warriors' chasing eggs Green, Scum* Pachulia, Bogut;

Crowder during the Heat's Big Three.

All such roles.

Claude also understood his mission, and he made an OK gesture.

Said to the teammates: "The Oriental man is handed over to me, you can rest assured."

As soon as the third quarter came on, the starting lineup was still maintained in the first quarter.

But Schroeder seemed a little absent-minded.

After only playing for 3 minutes, he made two mistakes and was replaced by the coach.

Wang Yi reappeared.

Now, he's really entered the rotation.

On the bench, Tucker was a little lost.

It was supposed to be him in the rotation.

And now because of Wang Yi's outstanding performance, his playing time has been compressed a lot.

But this is the cruelty of competitive sports.

Whoever can go.

If not, you must be eliminated.

All he can do is train hard, and whenever he has the opportunity to play, he must seize the opportunity and express himself.

Instead of sitting on the bench and complaining like a grumpy woman.

On the other hand, Schroeder's eyes were a little detached from the field.

I don't even know what to think.

After Wang Yi played, although the three-point performance was not as hot as the previous two games.

But with a low 45 percent shooting percentage, he's taking better three-pointers than most.

This forced the Suns to change their defensive strategy.

They dare not use zone defense anymore, they can only expand their defense.

As a result, the Lakers have room to break through.

James bumped three in a row.

Caruso also bumped one.

Both inside and outside bloom.

On the other hand, the Suns were capped twice by Wang Yi.

In addition, Booker no longer felt his hand, and the breakthrough was prevented by Wang Yi.

Others didn't feel as hot as before.

Although Paul hit two mid-range shots, under the tidal wave of the Lakers' offensive, after all, he was unable to support himself.

Seeing that the difference was [-] minutes away.

At this point, the Lakers attacked.

Wang Yi still went to the three-point line to receive the ball by constantly going around the screen as usual.

At this moment, Claude took advantage of the referee's attention to the ball-handling player on the outside. He secretly grabbed Wang Yi's arm and yanked it.

Wang Yi was shocked.

fell down.

The whole person fell heavily to the ground.

Fortunately, he fell down.

Otherwise, with the strength of Claude, his right arm may have to be dislocated.

At this time, Claude was staggered two steps by Wang Yi, and he also fell to the ground.

And kept complaining to the referee: "He fouled! He pulled me down, his movements are so dirty!"

Even the wicked complained first.

But since everyone's attention was almost on the line, the referee did not see the movements of the two.

The bottom line referee stretched out his hand to signal the game to continue.

Wang Yi got up, moved his arms, and continued to run.

When Claude was chasing and defending Wang Yi, he made small moves from time to time.

The most hidden is pinching the waist.

Just like Mama Rong, she twisted Wang Yi's waist from time to time.

Wang Yi had studied Claude and knew that Claude had no such action before.

In the entire NBA, the most commonly used waist pinching is Paul.

Because Paul is not tall, he often uses this very subtle little move when defending.

This kind of action will make the other party very painful and will be afraid.

And in the heat of the game, the referee is also difficult to grasp.

Now Claude has also learned this trick.

Seeing this, Wang Yi sneered inwardly.

Isn't that just pinching the waist?

who won't.

So when Claude was chasing too closely, or when the two were entangled, he also secretly reached out and pinched Claude's waist.

"FUCK!"

Claude cursed in a low voice.

Another 2 minutes of entanglement.

Wang Yi's waist is already green and purple.

Claude was not feeling well either.

As a black man, the wounds on his skin were less obvious.

But in fact, there are already many pieces of blue-purple.

This is Wang Yi's trick to deal with the yin people - to use his own way, but also to his own body.

Don't say anything that goes against sportsmanship, goes against court ethics.

It is difficult for the referee to catch Claude's subtle movements.

Complaining to the referee is of no use at all.

Under such circumstances, could it be that Wang Yi was being chased and pinched by him without any counterattack?
At this time, Claude chased after him again.

Taking advantage of the entanglement between the two, Wang Yi suddenly pinched Claude's waist again.

Taking advantage of Claude's pain, he quickly ran out of the three-point line.

After receiving the ball, it is a three-pointer.

Claude covered his waist and cursed fiercely in his heart:
"Fake Fake Fake!"

Then he chased after Wang Yi and said:
"Oriental, you will look good later!"

 Brothers, the new book needs a recommendation ticket, everyone recommends the ticket to the force point, thank you

  


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