basketball never sleeps

Chapter 112 Galen speaks softly, silences and breaks defenses

"Don't touch my head Shaq, I just saw you slap your ass, you disgusting bastard!"

"Don't slander people, I just scratched my ass a little bit, and I wanted to block me just now, you bastard, don't try to escape!"

In the locker room, O'Neal and Wade were still chasing each other.

The noisy two people stirred up the stagnant air in the room.

"Do you need help, Officer Shaq, I think you need some help." Mo Wen lazily shouted from the side.

"Of course it couldn't be better. This damn terrorist still wants to launch an air strike in Miami. Everyone catch him with me, tie him up and feed him to the sharks!"

O'Neill opened his arms and said half jokingly, half fiercely.

"Oh, don't you traitor, you were the one who first proposed to help me detain Shaq, Shaq, don't listen to him, let's catch him together, he is the real bad guy!"

Wade moved around while scolding Mo Wen for his shameless behavior.

"There is progress, Dwyane, I have learned to lie, but lying is not something a good boy should do. Wait, Uncle Mo will spank your ass with Uncle Shaq!"

"WTF, you really fight! Bastard, I'm going to kill you both!"

In the happy atmosphere, several players who had been criticized just now woke up from their trance, and smiles appeared on their tense cheeks.

Just now Da Fan made a rare outburst of anger on the court and severely criticized several players who played badly.

His words were not violent, but his posture was bluffing.

Including the two new teas, most of the players were spooked.

Most of the time before this, Da Fan has been restrained and professional, but this does not mean that he really has no temper.

No one knows how angry he was after the team lost more than 40 points. According to assistant coach Jack, Da Fan has always inadvertently popped out words related to the Nets in the past two days, which is similar to being dropped. same head.

Older and more free and easy?

nonexistent.

Old children, old children, the older a person is, the smaller his mind becomes.

After being beaten up, looking back to find various objective reasons to justify the beating person, this kind of rational thinking basically does not exist on Laomei's side.

Although Mo Wen didn't like this behavior of increasing pressure, he didn't object.

A healthy team should indeed increase the pressure appropriately. The happy basketball in the past and present has not ended well.

Smiling Assassin's smile is very healing, but he is smiling while saying that they will abolish anyone who dares to enter their restricted area.

Seeing that the atmosphere of the team had almost eased, the three of Mo Wen also stopped playing.

According to the procedure, it was time to say something, so O'Neill looked at Wade, Wade looked at Mo Wen, and Mo Wen looked at Wade.

What do you mean, I received a salary of 500 million, became a point guard, and became an assistant coach, and you still want me to be the speech leader in the locker room?
Pressing a sheep, right?
"An old guy said some ugly things today, and I think everyone knows the reason, but I hope everyone can take these words to heart..."

Listening to the big cheeks teasing those vain people, Mo Wen shook his head and interrupted Wade's speech loudly.

"50."

"Let's simply set a small goal and beat them by 50 points!"

"If it's achieved, you can order as many as you want for the party, and Wade will reimburse you; if you can't reach it...the party will be held later, if you don't have a few points, let's chip in and order some for Dwyane."

O'Neal thought for a moment, and gave Mo Wen a thumbs up.

Kuoyi, this Ganges River!
Wade thought it was reasonable at first, but after looking back, he discovered Mo Wen's vicious intentions.

Give him a few points less, and if the Heat only lead by 20 points, can't they call him 30 later?
With so many people, Zhang Dashuai would have to be sucked into it when he came, right?

To be more precise, according to the blood exchange ratio of [-]:[-], even if you add all his bone marrow, you can't handle that girl!

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If there is no grievance between the two teams in the first two games this season, this game may be a mediocre regular season.

However, coach Frank and the Nets players who are "inexperienced" insisted on raising the attention of this game to the level of the playoffs.

Conflict - Enmity - Revenge.

Under the vigorous publicity of the media machine, this simple and vulgar drama once again whetted the appetite of the audience.

It's just that before the game, the Heat were extremely low-key, and didn't mention the conflict in the game at all, as if they were lying flat and there was no movement at all.

On the contrary, the Nets cheered for themselves and made it so lively.

"The Heat played with a full lineup, so what? In the end, they are just a team that is working hard for the championship like us. I don't deny that they are very strong, but we won the last game, and we will continue to win the same. " Carter said indifferently, chewing gum in front of the camera.

"In terms of fighting, we may have to think about it, but when it comes to playing -- I know players change quickly in the league, but I didn't expect everyone to be so forgetful." Kidd pointed to his jersey, with helplessness and innocence on his face The application, but the words are full of connotations towards someone Mo.

"Mo's impulsiveness destroyed the original chemistry of the Heat. You can see from their first two games that they are no longer as scary as they were at the beginning of the season. Maybe we can't win the game as easily as the last game, but I think we've been in a much better shape than them lately."

Kidd's self-identity was just a connotation, and Jefferson, who had regained his health, was not so polite. He found the right target and blew the clarion call to Mo Wen to start the group.

Although he was educated by Mo Wen more than once, and even missed his own career, Carter and Kidd gave him the courage to make another leap.

Among the three stars outside the Nets, except for him, the other two wanted to meet Mo Wen.

Carter was overwhelmed by Mo Wen in the All-Star voting, from the first round to the third round, while Kidd had a direct competition with Mo Wen in the first point guard.

The Nets star jumped like that, and everyone was waiting for Mo Wen and other Heat players to jump out and refute.

But to everyone's surprise, the Heat are still holding their breath.

Even Mo Wen and Da Zhi avoided this topic when they were interviewed in China.

Could it be that···

The Heat are really scared because of their poor state recently?

However, the media who were invited here noticed a hint of ulterior motives when they looked at the humming colleagues nearby.

If it's just treated as an ordinary regular season, the Heat don't need to call so many people.

The media that likes to be manipulated by riddlers has rarely experienced the pain of being ridden by riddlers.

The night of December 1th.

During the warm-up before the game, the Heat Trident station and the Nets troika had a face-to-face meeting.

"How's it going in New York?"

Mo Wen first hugged his old friend Carter.

"It's okay, but I have to remind you that although New Jersey is very close to New York, you can get there without driving two steps, but it doesn't really belong to the Big Apple city."

Carter raised his eyebrows and said that he explained very seriously, but his seemingly modest words revealed a sense of superiority. Obviously, moving from the big town of Toronto to the suburbs of New Jersey near New York caused a slight change in his mentality.

Mo Wen heard his happiness and just thought it was funny.

It's just that the place of work has changed from the county town to Shanghai, with the same salary and the same screws, is there any difference?
"Oh~ So New Jersey is next to New York, so New Jersey must be as cold as New York." After a short pause, Mo Wen continued.

"To be honest, the last time I went to New York to play, the fans there were far worse than those in Toronto. I really didn't expect that there are such cold home courts in the world, and the Knicks players can't even enjoy their enthusiastic cheers."

Carter thought that Mo Wen was going to tell him about the city's temperature, but he didn't expect Mo Wen to tell him about the fan's feelings.

Even though there are all kinds of bad things in Toronto, the fans' love for Carter there is real and pure, but in New Jersey, the fans seem to be very enthusiastic about Carter, but they don't really love him, but think that Carter's strength can help the team. The team went one step further.

Carter is not the kid who doesn't understand anything anymore, but after chewing a little bit, he understands what Mo Wen means.

This sentence seemed to be whispered by Galen, silent and broken.

Carter opened his mouth, unable to think of how to refute for a long time.

"Uh...haha...that...indeed."

Kidd next to him frowned, and took the initiative to help Carter back.

"You Heat fans are not much worse, okay. I remember that your arena was too cold in the last game. Before halftime, most of the fans went out to warm up. I just don't know if your air conditioner has been repaired today?"

Mo Wen chuckled and twisted his neck.

"The fuel for the game has been saved until this time. I am afraid that the fire will be too hot for a while, and you can't bear it. After all, Miami's problems are not something everyone can bear."

Kidd wanted to say something more, but Mo Wen walked around him and came in front of Jefferson. Looking at the boy's evasive gaze, Mo Wen didn't say anything, just patted him on the shoulder, and walked away from his side. leave.

Originally, the debt between him and this unlucky guy had already been settled, but in the end, this kid took out another loan.

It's a pity that it's the end of the year now, and he doesn't accept credit for this small business.

After a while, the warm-up was over, and the two teams faced each other.

Nets starters: Kidd, Carter, Jefferson, Collins, Krstic;
The Heat are still a regular starter and have not adjusted.

When the two teams were fighting for the ball, O'Neal waved his hand and took the first shot of the basketball.

After Wade got the ball first, Mo Wen didn't pass it on. He got up and pushed forward. He grabbed the two big men of the Nets and went back to the neutral space where he was one step slower. Block the shot and score the ball directly.

The Nets attacked, and Kidd reciprocated. He put on 5th gear when he came up, and responded to the Heat with a fast break.

However, O'Neal returned to the defense very quickly today. Seeing O'Pang, who had already settled into the inside line, Carter, who received a pass from Kidd during the march, did not choose to forcefully rush to the basket... Now his body does not allow it He challenged the inside defensive gate wantonly as usual.

Seeing that Mo Wen, who was following him, fell behind him, Carter stomped on the brake decisively, raised his hand and raised the ball, and made a sudden stop for a jump shot.

And at this moment, Mo Wen, who had been waiting for a long time, did not rush to block in front of Carter. Instead, he stopped and jumped up with Carter, and stretched out his hand from behind him to press the basketball that had not yet been thrown.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Wen had already completed the crime.

When Carter heard the exclamation of his teammates behind him, the basketball in his hand had already escaped from his palm and fell to one side.

Among the four major points, Carter, an honest man, uses standard shooting movements, and his shooting rhythm is also the best guess.

On the way of falling, Mo Wen pushed the ball toward the Nets' half court. The experienced Mo Wen adjusted his position after landing, and rushed forward without stopping.

Carter was so covered that he lost his balance, and he stabilized his body by shaking his palms on the ground. Fortunately, after seeing Carter being attacked, Kidd rushed towards him on purpose, taking Carter's place and following Mo Wen.

Seeing the two point guards moving forward with the ball, everyone became excited.

The matchup of the league's strongest point guard did not come so soon.

Kidd tried to use physical confrontation to force Mo Wen to slow down or make mistakes, but Mo Wen was not an inexperienced rookie. Instead of slowing down, he even dribbled the ball in front of Kidd.

Look at this ball, it's big and round...

Just when Kidd couldn't bear the temptation to stretch out his hand, Mo Wen firmly grabbed the basketball, hooked Kidd's arm at the same time, leaned forward against the confrontation and shot with his arm.

beep-

Hearing the referee's whistle, Kidd immediately gave the referee a French military salute, then turned his head and frowned at Mo Wen.

Isn't it, brother, just play like this when you come up, don't you still talk about the morals of the rivers and lakes?
Mo Wen winked at him, emm, didn't you abandon such things as Jianghu morality first?

The referee looked at the positions of the two people, and without looking at the playback, he stretched out three fingers, indicating three free throws.

Watching Mo Wen make three free throws steadily, Kidd, who was 5 points behind in the opening game, twitched his right eyelid, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

　Another year older, let's just change it today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)