best shooting guard

Chapter 651: Air Combat Begins

Whiteside succeeded in eating cakes in a row and dunked three times in a row, which immediately boosted the morale of the Spurs.

And after consecutive dunks, Whiteside's own confidence also rose. After receiving the ball for the fourth time, this guy actually played a "pseudo-dream footstep" at the basket. A heavy dunk from the basket to end the offense!
"Hooho-"

Whiteside was hilarious, and after pulling the basket and dunking heavily, he actually raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, which was really quite arrogant.

Whiteside was so excited that finally one person sitting off the court couldn't help it. Howard stood up from the bench with a dark face, and then walked directly in front of McHale and asked to play.

"Dwight, the foul on you..." McHale was still a little worried. After all, the three fouls on Howard were not a joke. As far as the Spurs' foul-making ability is concerned, Howard's playing at this time is likely to make him lose in the second half. The ball hit.

"It's okay coach, I'm not so easy to be full of six fouls, leave it to me."

Howard is full of fighting spirit. Just now the Spurs made three fouls in the first quarter, and then he can only hold back off the court. Howard is actually quite upset, especially seeing Whiteside raging in the paint when he is not around. , This made Howard very unhappy, feeling that his position as the number one center forward had been seriously challenged.

So now, he really wants to go up and clean up Whiteside and let him know who is the real inside boss!

Especially when I think about the first few minutes of the game, when Howard himself was still on the court, it was quite easy to suppress Whiteside. Now he goes, Whiteside is no tiger in the mountain, and the monkey is the king!
McHale thought for a while. Howard was right. He was a star player who had been around for so many years. How could he be out of the game so easily?
So, McHale thought about it, and agreed to Howard's request. After all, Howard's morale is high now, and he can't forcefully stop him from playing.

Taking advantage of a dead ball, the Rockets made a substitution. Howard and Jones went together, replacing Asik and Motiejunas.

Whiteside's eyes froze, and that guy Howard came up.

"Hassan, you have an opponent." Seeing Howard coming up, Qin Yan came to Whiteside and said with a smirk.

"Yeah, that guy is really difficult to deal with." Whiteside recovered from the excitement and became very serious.

Thinking about Whiteside also reminded him of being suppressed by Howard in the first few minutes of the game.

"It's okay, with us here, you still fight as before." Qin Yan encouraged Whiteside, "Howard's inside skills are not particularly good, and you may not lose in an air battle with him."

"Aerial combat?" Whiteside was a little puzzled. "Howard is also very good at air combat."

"It's okay. There are not many people in the Rockets who can pass lobs. We have a lot of people who can feed you the ball." Qin Yan is very confident. He said that after Duncan became a floor player and before Whiteside came, the Spurs disliked it the most. It is air combat.Because no one in the team likes to play in the sky, even Qin Yan himself, he is more of a breakthrough, and then layups and dunks are all random. If he is in a good mood, Qin Yan will use ultra-long three-pointers to solve the offense.

But after Whiteside came, it was different. Whiteside is a jumper, and his skills at the basket have not yet been developed. For Whiteside now, air combat is the easiest way to score.

"Okay, I'll try my best." With Qin Yan's encouragement, Whitesider strengthened his confidence. After all, he played so smoothly just now, and he was not willing to admit defeat as soon as Howard came up.

The Rockets attacked, Howard went inside, and Whiteside got entangled immediately.

"Boy, you were very arrogant just now, what about now?" Howard sneered and communicated with Whiteside in a low voice.

"Dwight, isn't your time over?" Whiteside's mouth skills will never lose to Howard. Under the subtle influence of Qin Yan and others, it is hard to imagine that Whiteside will lose in terms of mouth skills.

"Hmph, then you'll know if you try it." Howard usually doesn't bicker, just do what can be done.

Harden had a chance on the outside at this time. Seeing Howard secretly winking at himself inside, Harden raised his hand and threw the ball over.

When Howard saw the ball coming, he immediately jumped up with a shout, and then flew straight into the sky. He firmly grasped the flying ball with a pair of muscular hands, then turned around in the air, faced the basket, and smashed down with both hands. !

Whiteside felt a little bad when Howard took off. He took two steps back quickly. When Howard took off and turned around with the ball, he rushed over again quickly, and then took off hard!

Whiteside's bullet speed is really fast, especially after taking two steps back, the speed of rushing up again is really too fast.

Howard smashed down hard with both hands, but before he could hit the ball completely, he suddenly found that there was an extra wall in front of his hands, and he couldn't hit the ball no matter what!

Whiteside!After stepping back, he jumped forward and slapped Howard's ball heavily with both hands!
"Huh? Interesting."

Howard felt a little surprised by Whiteside's huge resistance. In his impression, Whiteside should not have such great strength.

Yes, in terms of pure strength, Whiteside is definitely not Howard's opponent, but just now he took two steps back, and after rushing forward, he used the bonus of inertia to make up for the strength gap between him and Howard.

"Get down!" Whiteside yelled in the air, and then used his hands hard, hoping to cover Howard.

But Whiteside forgot that Howard was the No. [-] center forward back then, and even if his skills are only [-]% now, he is still very powerful.

At least in terms of strength, Howard is not something that Whiteside can completely compete with!

The muscles in his hands bulged, and Howard's arms seemed to have grown a lot. Then he raised his waist in the air, broke through Whiteside's defense with both hands, and smashed the ball into the basket heavily!
"Di-"

Not only did Whiteside not block it this time, but he also made a foul.

"Thump, thud." After landing, Whiteside took three steps back, with a look of disbelief. How could it be possible? He should have stopped Howard. Why did his strength become stronger later?

"You're still young." Howard looked at Whiteside. This time he really felt that the opponent in front of him was a bit interesting, at least much more interesting than when he first started the game.

Whiteside didn't answer this time, but there seemed to be a fire burning in his eyes.

Air combat, this has just begun!
(End of this chapter)