NBA: I'm really the Chosen One

Chapter 192 Adjustment
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"The Nuggets are out of shape today. The Nuggets only scored 28 points in one and a half quarters. Their rhythm has been dragged down very slowly. This is the rhythm that the Blazers like, and they need to change." The magician talked eloquently , His ball quotient and the overall situation have seen that Anthony, who has lost his composure, has brought the Nuggets' offense to a standstill.

The Blazers have become accustomed to Li Zheng's precise centimeter-feeding pass and Li Zheng's ability to attract double-teams is too strong, which makes their offense very simple. This style of ball organization, but regular time, Li Zheng and Roy will not snatch too many opportunities for easy shots, they only shoot to break the balance when the game is deadlocked.

Although it may not be [-]% to save the team, Li Zheng occasionally has embarrassing performances such as lore trailblazers, but at that time to be able to shoot the ball stably requires a strong heart and strong personal strength.

But this game against the Nuggets was not the case at all. The Nuggets' resistance was even weaker than in the first game. The media's biased evaluation and Iverson's advice kept Anthony in his heart. A single spark ignited the powder keg of Anthony.

Anthony singled out Li Zheng like a demon, trying to beat Li Zheng fiercely on the offensive end, and constantly tore with Li Zheng on the defensive end, hoping to put pressure on Li Zheng, but Li Zheng played with him like a child. Anthony kept pulling, sorting out the offense in an orderly manner, leading the Blazers to work together to penetrate the Nuggets' defense.

Due to Anthony's confrontation and running a lot with Li Zheng, his shooting touch is very bad, but he kept asking for the ball, and he was obviously negative when he couldn't catch the ball. Iverson had to pass the ball to Anthony, and Li Zheng didn't come up on purpose. The strong defense has always given Anthony a little bit, just the illusion of a bad hand.

In the two quarters when Anthony was looking for a touch, the game point difference went directly to 15 points. In the end, George Karl did not replace the somewhat magical Anthony, and chose to adjust during the halftime break, or simply give up the game.

"It's so simple, these people are not moving anymore." Randolph said comfortably with his head in his hands.

"Yeah, I already know what Melo is going to do. Those guys don't have to work hard to get stuck, and they are running back and forth here." Pulzbila said excitedly.

"Is my fast break gliding dunk handsome? I'm going to participate in the slam dunk contest next year." Fernandez kept asking other teammates, but they all showed disinterested expressions on their faces.

"Shuaishuai, the number one dunker of the Blazers, bring me a towel, I'm sweating a little bit dry." Li Zheng said to Fernandez as if coaxing his silly son, and Fernandez rushed to the locker room while laughing foolishly.

"Li, your expression just now was too offensive. It's definitely the way I look at my son." Randolph suddenly came out from behind Li Zheng.

"Zach, don't hide behind others to scare them anymore. Your sweat will hit us before yours." Li Zheng said helplessly.

"Sweat smell? Impossible, I took a shower the day before yesterday."

"Fack! So you didn't take a shower just now! You still touched me with your hands, it's disgusting!"

The atmosphere in the Nuggets locker room is not as cheerful as the Trail Blazers locker room at all, quiet, and a little scary.

Anthony sat on the seat with a towel on and said nothing. Others were playing with their fingers or staring at the floor. George Karl looked at them with some disappointment. The result of this game was not important, the most important thing was that he had I can't see the desire to win in these people.

Iverson is the only veteran who still insists on maintaining his normal performance. If it weren't for Iverson's flashback performance, the Nuggets might have surrendered in the first quarter.

"Don't you want to say something?" George Karl finally broke the bottleneck, "Melo?"

"I just don't feel very good, I will adjust in the second half." Anthony said gloomily.

"Adjustment. If we continue to adjust like this, we will have to see you next season." Iverson said with a serious face, crossing his hands on his chest. He stood up, but his short body was extremely tall in the eyes of the Nuggets players. "We can no longer be led The nose has been running back and forth, sharing the ball is a must, and the effort on the defensive end is more important."

George Karl handed over the stage to Iverson. It is hard to imagine that Iverson would emphasize passing and sharing, cooperation and unity with his teammates. You must know that Iverson has always been famous for himself in the entire league. He is a more self-centered player than Anthony, but he is in a hot state. He didn't say give me the ball, I will lead you to win, but talked about the team and defense.

I have to say that the years have left Iverson not only with injuries, but today he is still the omnipotent answer, but the perfect answer that can take into account organization and offense in the minds of fans is gradually moving from fantasy to reality.

Anthony lowered his head angrily, and Iverson's hand lightly fell on his shoulder, "Melo, in my heart you are no weaker than anyone else, you don't need to prove anything in those boring ways."

Anthony's eyes gradually brightened. In the first half, he was angry because of Iverson's complaint, and now he was inspired by Iverson's sentence. When he was sincerely praised by a person who didn't say beautiful words, Anthony fell completely.

"I'll take care of him." Anthony's serious face was in stark contrast to his boyish face.

"They all say we're doomed, and even some of you here think we're done, but for me, fuck it, no one can make me surrender, never, Michael Jordan not, OK not, Wen Skater can’t do it, so does Brian Lee.” Iverson roared impassionedly, and the digging players stood up unconsciously, panting for the second half of the game.

George Karl clenched his fists secretly. This is the basketball he wants to see. It has nothing to do with winning or losing. Fighting spirit and spirit are their treasures.

"Tell me, do you admit defeat?" Surrounded by the Nuggets teammates, Iverson raised his left fist and touched everyone's fists together.

"no way!"

"Will we surrender!"

"no way!"

"Let's Falk!" Iverson yelled and rushed out of the locker room. He knew that the Blazers were already celebrating the victory of the game, but he was Allen Iverson!The shooter who broke into the party!I want to win myself comfortably, in my next life.

At the beginning of the second half, Li Zheng straightened his shoelaces. Roy knew that this was Li Zheng's habitual action when he was preparing to play, but he was still a little puzzled. He wanted to continue playing after leading so much. points?This is not Li Zheng's character.

"It's not time to celebrate yet." Li Zheng looked at Iverson, who was full of anger, and Anthony, who was faintly exuding black air, and said lightly. Now is not the time to celebrate in advance.

(End of this chapter)