NBA: Starting with Jokic template

Chapter 6: Will the Heat break their scoring drought? (Please save and read)

After the timeout, both sides made major lineup changes.

The Heat replaced the Big Three of James, Wade and Bosh, as well as Sean Battier and Haslem.

This starting lineup includes Bosh and Haslem, one flexible and one tough inside player to limit Lin Chuan, as well as James and Wade, two of the league's top superstars.

Battier is also a forward player who can shoot three-pointers, defend, and has good size.

With both inside and outside forces, both offense and defense, the cooperation of these few people in their prime is stronger than that of the Thunder's new army.

The Thunder replaced Durant, Westbrook, Harden and Ibaka, as well as Lin Chuan on the court to form a decisive lineup.

Both sides deployed their battle formations, deciding to fight to the death in the final two minutes.

The Heat were ready to crush the Thunder with less than two minutes left.

"Nervous, Lin?"

Westbrook moved his limbs beside Lin Chuan, with a fighting look on his face, but his eyes were not looking at Lin Chuan, but looking into the distance.

Lin Chuan was stunned for a moment and looked in the direction Westbrook was looking.

His eyes fell on the scoreboard in the distance.

The current score is written on it.

108: 113.

And the time now.

Fourth quarter, 1 minute and 55 seconds.

"Of course not, Russell."

Lin Chuan laughed and flexed his wrists.
"It only took me two minutes to kill off the garbage time and restore the suspense of the game."

"Not to mention, I blocked and dunked on this season's MVP, LeBron James."

Listening to Lin Chuan's confident words, Westbrook also laughed out loud.

"Yes, I like you more and more, Lin."

At this moment, the timeout just ended. Westbrook patted Lin Chuan on the shoulder and ran to the defensive position.
"Come on, Lin, we will all support you, just keep going!"

Lin Chuan was a little moved.

He will play hard and win the game.

Not just for the team, but for everyone's expectations.

The most important thing is for your own system rewards.

Otherwise, if he loses this game, the Jokic template will disappear and he will become that inconspicuous water dispenser again.

The game starts again, with the Heat having the ball.

Durant waved his long arms to interfere with the serve, but the Heat still passed the ball.

The ball was passed to James, and Durant quickly retreated to prevent him from taking advantage of the Thunder's defensive formation to make a quick layup and score two points.

But James didn't do that, instead he dribbled the ball across half court normally.

He deliberately slowed down the pace and walked to the front court at a leisurely pace.

"He's trying to waste time, hurry up and disrupt him!"

Brooks on the sidelines saw James' intention and shouted.

There are less than two minutes left now. If James wastes time like this, with each round lasting twenty-four seconds, the total time for both sides is only enough for five rounds.

If the Thunder continue to follow the Heat's rhythm and fail to score in one round, they will be completely passive.

There is only a little over a minute left. We absolutely cannot let them waste time so easily.

At the same time Brooks was shouting, Durant also realized what happened. He quickly rushed up and blocked James so that he could not easily cross half court.

Durant's long arms were outstretched, waving, and moving toward the basketball from time to time, waiting for James to make a mistake so that he could steal the ball and make a fast break.

Do you think this can protect you from me?
James sneered in his heart, he moved his right hand forward to hold Durant, and slapped the basketball hard with his right hand.

He has great strength, and the ball even deformed greatly when it hit the ground. When Durant was a little hesitant about James's breakthrough position, he accelerated and rushed across the center line.

At this time, the round time recorded on the scoring table was exactly seven seconds, and had not reached the eight-second timeout.

James' control over time is still very stable and he rarely makes mistakes at critical moments.

After rushing to the frontcourt, James looked at the remaining four Thunder players who had already taken their positions. He stopped, dribbled the ball at the top of the arc and observed the situation.

Seeing Lin Chuan's serious expression, James couldn't help but said,

"Chinese people, do you know the Three Minutes of Darkness?"

Lin Chuan was too lazy to pay attention to him. If he lost his concentration while answering and failed to defend well, which led to the Heat scoring a goal, he would become a sinner.

At worst, the merits and demerits offset each other.

You have to play every ball well at the critical moment, and there is no rush to talk trash after a goal is scored.

Damn, this guy is really steady even though he’s just a rookie.

James cursed inwardly, looked at the time and saw that there were only ten seconds left. Durant also came up to defend again, so he simply passed the ball to Wade.

Let's give this hot potato away first. Good brother Wade is still the soul of the Heat. He can't miss this crucial ball himself.

Wade was not surprised when he received the ball. Looking at the bearded Harden who was defending him, Wade was a little disdainful.

This bearded player is good at organizing offense, but his defense is still too poor, so it is easy to beat him.

Wade dribbled the ball in front of him, created a little space, and stopped instantly. His sneakers made a sound as they rubbed against the floor. He pretended to hold the ball with both hands and tensed his body to make a shooting motion, as if he was about to shoot from this little space.

Harden panicked and immediately rushed forward, jumping up to interfere with the mid-range shot, but Wade stopped immediately, passed his left hand through the air a few centimeters above the basketball, dribbled the ball with his right hand, and broke through with his lower body.

Damn, I got cheated, it’s not CIC but a Buddha worship!

Harden's eyes widened and he wanted to stop Wade, but he was already trying to jump up, and there was no time to stop and turn around to continue chasing Wade.

He looked back and could only see a flash of white lightning rushing in and heading towards the inside.

Ibaka in the interior gave up struggling with Bosh, took a big step to the basket, and stared at Wade.

As the block leader of the season, a tough guy who averaged 3.7 blocks per game in the regular season, he vowed to block Wade's ball and not give the Heat any chance.

Wade seemed to have not seen the block king and was not afraid of his deterrent power at all. He rushed into the paint area with his head covered, then jumped high and made a layup.

Ibaka's movements were also very agile, and he was about to block the basketball in Wade's hand with his left hand.

Cover it up!
Just as Ibaka's hand was about to touch the ball, this thought appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but roar out.

"Catch the ball!"

But at this moment, Wade didn't panic at all. He stopped his layup and passed the ball directly behind his head.

There stood a Heat player.

He looked a little strange. His neck was much longer than that of an ordinary person, and he looked unusually slender, a bit like a long-necked dinosaur.

He is Bosh.

The last of the Big Three.

Dragon King Bosh.

An All-Star big man with a basket.

Now he is standing in his sweet spot, ready to shoot and score.

When he received the ball, his hand was already raised.

And there was no one beside him.

(End of this chapter)