Wang Chen called the last remaining timeout for the Nuggets

""Coach, I'm sorry."

Anderson bowed his head and said.

The fact that the unruly birdman bowed his head proved that Anderson was really guilty at this time.

"Now is not the time to discuss right or wrong."

Wang Chen waved his hand.

To make sure everything was safe, Wang Chen looked at the virtual screen again.

Anthony's hot status symbol did not disappear.

But what surprised Wang Chen was that the birdman Anderson who made a mistake just now had anger in his status bar.

This is a different status information from the flame.

Fortunately, there is a text description when you click on the virtual screen.

Rage: In this state, the player's rebounds, blocks, and secondary attack capabilities are +30%.

Wang Chen raised his eyebrows and an idea came to his mind, and then threw away the tactical board in his hand.

"you...No tactics?"

The second assistant coach, Krasker, looked at Wang Chen in surprise.

The confrontation between Wang Chen and Sanders in the last quarter had frightened him. At this time, he no longer looked down on Wang Chen.

He also hoped to witness a miracle. He was looking forward to what tactics Wang Chen would arrange. Although Wang Chen had no qualifications, he had a lot of knowledge from senior coaches, and he was quite capable in arranging tactics.

Wang Chen still didn't even look at him, ignoring him as before.

This made Krasker very angry.

"This ball continues the tactics of the previous round, but Anderson's screen becomes a fake screen, and Nene goes out for a single pick-and-roll."

"Anderson, you must get a good position after the fake screen and fight for an offensive rebound. If you can get the rebound, you must make a second attack yourself."

"Cameron, you must shoot at least three seconds earlier this time. You must be more resolute than in the last round, and whether it goes in or not, I hope you shoot with more force."

Everyone took a deep breath when they heard Wang Chen's arrangement.

Krasker was dumbfounded. He was the second assistant coach and his professional sense quickly caught the meaning of Wang Chen's arrangement.

Wang Chen's arrangement was a bet.

But the one he bet on was not Anthony, but Anderson who had just made a mistake.

This tactic seemed to give Anthony the right to shoot, but in fact, this was only the first layer of the tactic. The real second layer was that Anthony was just helping Anderson attract attention. The real core of this round was Anderson.

Wang Chen even set rules for Anthony on the shooting time, which was completely to let Anderson know when to grab the rebound.

And let Anthony shoot with more force. If he missed, it would basically be a high rebound.

For the birdman Anderson with outstanding bounce, this is a great advantage.

Wang Chen was still explaining some details.

But the timeout time is up

""Bring the game back to Denver."

Wang Chen shouted a slogan.

In line with the atmosphere on the scene, this also made the players feel excited.

"Bringing the Game Back to Denver"

"Bringing the Game Back to Denver"

"Bring the game back to Denver."

The players hugged each other and shouted in unison.

Even Camby and Leonard, who had been pushed back to the bench, looked at each other and stood up.

""Rookie, if you can't get the rebound, I'll kick your ass!"

Although it sounds vulgar, Camby still cheered Anderson on in his own way.

At this point, no one wants to lose.

Camby wished he could play, but Anderson, who was usually a marginal player in the team, did amaze him with his performance today. The rebellious Anderson turned around and nodded silently.

With endless fighting spirit burning in his eyes, he must make up for the mistakes he made in the last round.

Back to the game.

The atmosphere in the court was very tense.

The home team fans at the Target Center stood up one after another

"Defense"

"Defense"

""Defense"

Timberwolves fans shouted rhythmically.

There were a few Nuggets fans who bought tickets from Denver in the stadium. They sat silently in their seats, clenched their fists and watched the court nervously, with hope in their eyes.

23 seconds.

Anthony controlled the ball and stood alone three steps away from the three-point line. Madson had a firm look in his eyes and was ready for defense. He silently counted down in his heart and waited for Anthony's attack.

11 seconds.

At this time, Anderson had already run out to cover, and Olowokandi followed out from the three-second zone.

10 seconds.

Nene also quietly leaned up, but did not act immediately. Garnett narrowed his eyes and seemed to be thinking about something.

9 seconds.

Anthony suddenly started, an explosive acceleration.

Madson gritted his teeth and pushed Anthony with his hands to block the speed of the advance. The referee saw it but did not blow the whistle.

7 seconds.

Hassell came over, and Olowokandi also followed completely, but Anderson slowed down.

5 seconds.

Anderson had given up the cover and squeezed directly into the inside, and Nene's pick-and-roll was in place.

3 seconds.

Then Nene's screen and Anthony shot out, but Garnett had already seen through Nene's screen and at the critical moment, he reached out and interfered with Anthony's shot.

1.5 seconds.

The ball bounced out of the basket.

The Timberwolves fans stood up collectively, ready to cheer for advancing to the Western Conference semifinals.

At this time, a big man with strange patterns on his arms fell from the sky.

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