NBA Tyrant

[What tactics will the Heat play?If Wade is to execute, there is a high probability that he will choose to score under the basket safely, if it is O'Neal...]

Howard looked at O'Neal who was panting beside him.

[He looks like he is exhausted, Big Van Gundy shouldn't let O'Neal attack, and now I can definitely defend

it, so it should be Wade to attack, in the face of Battier's defense, it's not easy for him to get over, he will definitely call a pick-and-roll screen, is it O'Neal or Haslem to block and dismantle?].

With 10 seconds left on the offensive clock, O'Neal and Haslem went up to the three-point line together, first with Haslem standing next to Battier as a human wall.

At this moment, Howard saw Wade start instantly, and rushed to the direction of O'Neal on the side with the ball under cover, and Howard carefully moved a small step in Wade's direction.

And Battier, who had noticed Haslem for a long time, was ready to go around the cover in advance, and when Haslem stood still, Battier quickly bypassed Haslem.

But when Howard thought Battler could catch up with Wade in time.

An even greater black shadow blocked Battier's pursuit.

O'Neill stood straight and blocked Battier's advancing body.

Howard's eyes widened

! Double cover tactics

![Shet!]

Howard didn't have time to be surprised, he exerted force on his feet, and immediately turned around, Wade had already rushed to the basket!

Seeing that the distance between himself and Wade had not been shortened in the slightest, Howard gritted his teeth and lashed, narrowed his stride, increased his cadence, increased his running momentum, and stared at Wade with his eyes.

As long as Wade jumps, Howard plans to use the kinetic energy and high elastic speed brought by his running to make up for the difference

in distance between the two, this ball, he must defend against it! Wade's afterglow naturally also saw Howard, who was in hot pursuit, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and when he was outside the restricted area, he kicked with his left foot, collected the ball with both hands, and raised his hand to make a gesture to go to the basket.

[This is this time!]

Howard's eyes froze, behind Wade, he quickly jumped, quickly approached in mid-air, stretched out his long arm, covering the top of Wade's head, as long as Wade dared to go to the basket, he would definitely receive a hot pot gift.

But ......

Wade's hands holding the ball did not lift, and his body in mid-air slowly fell as he jumped until he jumped out of the bottom line.

Howard

landed in confusion, saw that Wade did not have a basketball in his hand, suddenly thought of something in his heart, and looked back in shock.

"Ho, ah, ah!" A

huge figure roared and appeared under the basket, Howard didn't need to look closely, just listening to the voice and the huge size, he already knew who it was in his heart, and hurriedly retreated from the bottom line.

Crunch

!

Howard distinctly heard a groan of pain coming from the basket.

"Hahaha... Happy!"

The huge figure that landed, without looking at Howard, turned around and took a bully step, looking at his big hand in surprise, and the other hand pointed at the fans at the scene, cheerfully greeting the cheers of the American Airlines Center.

"Wow, Shaq, MVP!".

"Big Shark!

invincible!" "Shaq!"

Johnny called a timeout with a stinky face, and with only 32 seconds left, the Magic, who had led the whole game, were overtaken by the Heat in the final moments.

This goal not only boosted the morale of the Heat team with home-court advantage, but also wiped out the morale of everyone on the Magic team, Francis, Hill, and Turkoglou all shrugged their heads and returned to the bench.

"Tsk, it's a pity, lead a whole game, at most it's as much as 20 points, if it is overturned by the Heat team in the end, it is estimated that tonight's blow to the Magic team players is not small, Barkley, what do you think?"

Kenny Smith looked at the demoralized, a little lifeless Magic team players, and felt quite sorry for the Magic team, after all, it was uncomfortable for everyone to fight the whole game and be overturned.

"Heh, this fat guy can pretend to be a soft egg, dog..."Buckley gritted his teeth and was so upset that he didn't hear Kenny say anything.

Seeing Barkley muttering to himself, Kenny was speechless.

"Raise your head for me! The game is not over, the winner or loser is not yet decided, what kind of expressions are you!" Johnny looked at the few people with low expressions.

"If you think we've lost, tell me you don't have to play.

Johnny took out the tactical board, and after a stern sweep, motioned for the team to gather.

"Brothers, tonight can only be our Magic!" Hearing

Johnny's words, Howard was the first to lean closer to Johnny and show his support for the head coach with actions.

"We'll spend 24 seconds of attacking time later, try to make another shot in the last 2-3 seconds, if you don't score, immediately foul, come on, I'll talk about tactics..."

Howard stood outside the three-point line and saw that O'Neal was not inside the three-point line, so he easily received the ball and passed it to Francis, who ran over.

Francis stepped back slightly 2 meters beyond the three-point line and distanced himself from Damon Jones, keeping his eyes on the timer above the rebound.

Howard also looked at the timer, and when there were 6 seconds left, he immediately stepped forward to block Damon Jones and cover for Francis.

Francis took advantage of the cover to pull his leg and rush inside.

O'Neill immediately retracted his footsteps, kept his distance from Francis, and completely ignored Francis's projection, only preventing a breakthrough.

Damon Jones got around Howard and chased after Francis.

4 seconds!

Francis, who cut into the middle distance, seemed to ignore O'Neal's presence, raised his head and only looked at the basket, and continued to rush forward.

Jump!

【Challenge me?】

Thinking of this, O'Neill, who looked physically exhausted, had fierce eyes and raised his long thick arms high, about to block Francis's shot.

3 seconds!

But Francis's hands holding the ball did not make an unexpected shot, and after shaking O'Neal up, he threw the ball directly behind him without looking at it in front of O'Neal.

O'Neal in mid-air followed the direction of the basketball with his eyes.

I saw Howard at the free throw line, standing quietly, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and there were no Heat players around him.

Howard looked at the flying basketball, caught it steadily, looked indifferent, stared at the basket calmly, and confidently raised his hand to throw the basketball out of the big space.

2 seconds!

As the ball went in, Howard raised his arms and clenched his fists, silently celebrating the lead again.

Howard proudly looked out over the fans.

[Tonight's winner belongs only to me!]

This goal directly made the scene of the American Airlines Center feel as if the mute button was pressed, and all the noisy sounds were pressed into the throats of the fans.

With just 4.8 seconds left, the Heat called a timeout.

"Nice job, I knew you could!" Francis came out of the interior and high-fived Howard.

"Haha! worthy of our tyrant!" Hill ran over and bumped Howard into the chest.

"Well done, Your Excellency Tyrant!" Battier and Howard walked back to the bench together, their fists lightly touching.

"Boss, mighty, yes, yes, yes, hey, microbodi...", the excited Nelson has already played the rapper on the bench.

...

After the timeout, the Heat also opted for a frontcourt serve.

Haslem was out of bounds ready to serve, and the other four of the Heat stood in a pile.

"Beat magic!"

"Beat magic!"

The Heat home fans did their best to cheer for their home team!

As the referee's whistle blew, the Heat players in the court began to scatter.

Howard stood behind O'Neal and stared at O'Neal, who looked exhausted.

The goal that the Heat team overtook the score in front of him was scored by the fat man who looked exhausted in front of him, and he was just deceived, and Howard will definitely not ignore it this time.

The afterglow saw Wade go around the three-point line and catch the ball.

[The last attack is handed over to Wade to execute!]

Howard glanced in Wade's direction and saw Battier following closely, so he reassuredly pulled back his gaze and paid attention to O'Neal in front of him again.

Howard

didn't expect that as soon as he didn't pay attention, O'Neal in front of him ran away and went to the basket.

Howard hurriedly chased after him, and when he saw the basketball that Haslem threw directly to the basket, Howard gritted his teeth and sped up again.

When

O'Neal ran to the basket and jumped and successfully caught the basketball in the air, Howard finally appeared in front of O'Neal in time, with his hands raised high in front of the basket.

At this time, O'Neal could only stand up to a pair of iron arms in mid-air, grasping the basketball in his hands with both hands, condensing his whole body strength on his hands, and pressing down heavily on the basket.

"Ahhh

"Ho-ho!"

At

the moment of the power confrontation, after a brief stalemate between the two of them in the air, Howard and O'Neill each lost their balance and stumbled a little after landing.

However, O'Neal has a weight advantage, and his body is not leaning much, and he stabilized his body before Howard and took the first step to control the basketball that bounced off the floor.

O'Neal, who originally thought he could catch the kill, had no physical fitness after being intercepted, and in the face of Howard who was posted again, O'Neal was not sure that he could force the score past Howard's defense.

There was not much time left, and O'Neill was anxiously hesitating what to do when he suddenly saw a white figure rushing in front of him.

With a joy in his heart, his wrist flipped and the basketball was already passed.

Howard, who was guarding O'Neal, didn't notice the figure rushing in, and when Howard shifted his gaze with the basketball, he found a white figure and a dazzling red No. 3.

Seeing him rushing to the basket, Howard naturally knew what he was going to do, and immediately left O'Neal and turned to make up for it.

Wade, who received the ball, took two big steps, bounced off the floor in an instant, grabbed the basketball in his hand with one hand, pulled back to the extreme, and was about to dunk down against the basket.

Howard didn't have time to block the basketball in Wade's hand, but, seeing Wade about to dunk, he had an idea, and it was still the old way, waiting directly in front of the basket with his big palm.

Sure enough, Wade, who only wanted to dunk and kill, didn't notice the jumping Howard at all.

Wade, who thought that he would score this goal and would eventually become the hero of the night with a wonderful dunk, waved out the afterimage with one hand, grabbed the ball and dunked it.

But suddenly felt a huge force, Wade directly took off the basketball in his hand, and then felt that the dunk was nine out of ten, and it was actually dunked! Wade

grabbed the basket with his empty hands, and looked back at the basketball that smashed on the neck of the basket and bounced out high.

Tick!!

timer sounds!