NBA Opening Draw To Twilight Shaquille O’Neal: Chapter 322 end of first month

The Blazers had their first offense in the third quarter.

"Your coach has such a big heart that he dares to let you play. Are you here to send points?" Wang Zelin said to BoGte in a low position.

"Stop being arrogant, there are still two quarters left, and you are not guaranteed to win." BoGte said.

"Hey! I hope your defense will be as tough as your mouth later." Wang Zelin smirked.

With 11 seconds left in the attack time, Batum slid to the baseline and was blocked by Clay, and handed the ball to Wang Zelin.

As soon as the ball was passed, BoGte immediately prepared to block Wang Zelin, but the latter caught the ball and jumped up, pulling out his hand. His decisiveness was beyond BoGte's expectation.

"Shua!"

Wang Zelin felt good, and the basketball went into the basket.

"It seems that your defense is still as bad as ever!"

At 58:41, the point difference between the two teams remained unchanged, still a gap of 17 points.

Warriors attack.

Iguodala was active on the left wing, and suddenly he ran back from the outside and received a pass from Curry.

Matthews stepped forward and put his hands on Iguodala's face.

Wang Zelin quickly moved from the low post on the right wing to the basket, and then moved to the left of the free throw line, ready to cover the defense at any time.

Iguodala changed from a face frame to a singles, and advanced two steps in. After approaching the paint area, he suddenly turned around and made a breakthrough.

Matthews took a step back immediately.

At this moment, Iguodala's breakthrough stopped instantly and changed to an emergency stop jumper.

And at the moment Iguodala turned around, Wang Zelin accelerated and rushed forward.

When Iguodala took off, a huge figure came into his eyes.

"ah!"

Iguodala, who had just left the ground with his feet, felt an irresistible force suddenly hit him, and his whole body fell back instantly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Snapped!"

At this moment, Iguodala's ball came into contact with Wang Zelin's right hand.

"Bring it to you!"

Wang Zelin yelled violently, squeezed his five fingers, and snatched the ball from Iguodala's hand.

"Boom!"

Wang Zelin fell to the ground, and at the same time, Iguodala fell to the floor.

next moment…

"Fuck! The king sent out a **** hat! It's too cruel!!" Wang Meng roared loudly.

"Wang~Zelin!!"

At this time, the expression of the home DJ in Rose Garden and Wang Mengru retreated, and he was also shouting with the greatest strength in his life.

The Blazers played a fast break, and Lillard assisted Batum for an empty dunk.

At 60:41, the point difference was getting bigger and bigger, and the breath of despair began to permeate the hearts of the Warriors players.

Looking down at Iguodala who was lying at his feet, Wang Zelin showed a faint sneer when he saw his face was a little painful, and then left.

"well!"

Curry sighed, ran to Iguodala's side, and asked, "Andre, are you not injured?"

"Ahem, I'm fine."

With Curry's help, Iguodala got up, rubbed his **** subconsciously and squatted.

"But having said that, that kid from the Celestial Dynasty is really ruthless!"

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at Wang Zelin who was not far away, and the flames of war that refused to admit defeat rose in his eyes.

Serving from the baseline, the Warriors reorganized their offense.

The right-wing three-point line is at a 45-degree angle. Clay catches the ball and shoots a long-range three-pointer. Batum blocks the block in time, the interference is in place, and the basketball bounces out of the basket.

"mine!"

Under the basket, BoGte roared and rose from the ground.

"Walter?"

The next moment, a wave of violence struck from behind, abruptly interrupting BoGte's rising momentum, so that when he landed, he staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

Looking back, it was Blazers No. 36 who took off the rebound, and they were about to play fast break again.

Disappointed guy!

Curry couldn't help cursing in his heart, and then shouted to his teammates: "Return to defense!"

As soon as the ball was passed, Lillard took the lead and went straight to the Trail Blazers half. It's a pity that Curry returned to defense very quickly, risking being called a foul, and stopped Lillard's progress.

However, Wang Zelin had already rushed over. Seeing this, Lillard was unlucky to avoid Curry's steal, and immediately passed back to Wang Zelin.

At this time, David Lee had already come to the basket. Looking up, No. 36 of the Trail Blazers was dribbling towards him from beyond the three-point line. Thinking of the opponent's tonnage, he couldn't help but start to tremble with fear.

The next moment, something happened that made him exclaim "Damn it!"

I saw that No. 36 of the Trail Blazers dribbled the ball just one step past the three-point line and started to join the ball. One step, two steps... The third step has reached a point in front of the paint area and took off.

Then, David Lee felt a sudden blackness in front of his eyes, and finally his body fell backwards uncontrollably, just like Iguodala just now, and fell directly on the floor.

At 62:41, the score difference between the two sides broke through the 20 mark.

"Beep!"

The referee didn't seem to have the slightest sympathy and pity for David Lee's tragedy. According to the rules of the league, David Lee was given a very fair blocking foul.

"An extra free throw is required! Audience friends, what do you mean by shrimp and pig heart? This is shrimp and pig heart!" Yu Jia said excitedly.

In the field.

Batum came up and slammed Wang Zelin's chest hard, with an exaggerated expression, quite artificial: "Dude, do you know what you did? You're killing people... Oh, my God, you old and unscrupulous He actually arranged for a murderer to be my teammate."

"Nicholas, it's almost done, the acting is too much."

Wang Zelin pushed him away with a look of disgust.

"hey-hey!"

Batum smirked and walked away.

Just kidding, if he didn't want his handsome face to appear in such a famous scene, he wouldn't bother to show up.

I have to say, it feels really good to grab the camera! Especially if you sneak away immediately after grabbing it, it is even more interesting.

The next additional penalty, I don't know if it was the bad luck that was contaminated with Batum before, but Wang Zelin rarely missed the additional penalty.

grass!

"It's all because of you, and passed on your bad luck to me."

When returning to defense, Wang Zelin played with Batum's short short hair for a while, and then felt that Adams and Beverly felt better.

"It's not me who said, how can this matter be blamed on me? Could it be that you are constipated and can blame the earth for being unattractive?"

Batum naturally responded with a displeased face.

"..."

After the interlude, the game continued.

Curry rushed to the frontcourt, the suddenness was quite resolved, and Lillard was caught off guard.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the basket, Curry had no time to rejoice. Blazers No. 36 was like the villain when he appeared on the field, blocking his breakthrough route all at once.

Small and big, Curry quickly crossed the dribble, followed by a back movement to the left to break through a step, preparing for a small hook, and when he was about to make a shot, he turned around again and changed to a short-range shot.

Curry thought to himself: Can't we still be guarded now?

Although Curry's small and big skills are not as skilled and experienced as he will be in the future, this time he has really tried his best.

However, for some reason, he always had a bad feeling.

"You think too much!"

There was a sudden ridicule in front of him, and Curry felt quite upset.

At this time, Wang Zelin jumped up and pulled his right palm forward.

This time, Wang Zelin didn't have any spare energy for the defense. He didn't care about the possession of the ball anymore. What he cared about was how to use an excellent block to leave the deepest impression on the future Ku Ritian.

"Snapped!"

The next moment, the basketball flew upside down and was slammed directly to the outside of the court on the left, flying all the way to the front row of the auditorium.

"Ho **** ho ho!!"

The home court was boiling, and the Blazers fans surged up, roaring with excitement.

"Volleyball hat! The king sent another delicious hot pot to the opponent. This is his second block performance in the third quarter." Wang Meng started to roar again.

"It's blocked again! It's blocked again... How many times is that guy going to ask for a shot?"

On the sidelines, Warriors head coach Mark Jackson roared wildly in his heart.

The Warriors organized an offense again with 9 seconds left.

Curry immediately chose to play a pick-and-roll tactic

After the pick-and-roll, David Lee immediately turned around, stuck Aldridge, and waited to bring back the pass.

Sure enough, Curry slammed the ball and passed it to David Lee, who was about to come down. The latter caught the ball and jumped up, preparing for a layup.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly enlarged rapidly in his sight, it was... No. 36 of the Trail Blazers.

"It's coming, it's coming, is your majesty going to build another one?" Wang Meng suddenly felt his body's hormones rise, and his face turned red.

The two blocks in front of Wang Zelin brought too much deterrence to the Warriors. David Lee didn't want to be the next unlucky ghost. Before he came into contact with Wang Zelin, he gritted his teeth and played the ball back to his chest. Shot again.

"Boom!"

Wang Zelin patted the bottom edge of the backboard with his right palm, and Warriors head coach Mark Jackson and the Warriors players were delighted: They finally broke through that guy's defense.

But they seem to have forgotten that most people have two hands, and so does Wang Zelin.

"Snapped!"

After jumping into the air and missing the first block, Wang Zelin stretched out his other hand when he started to fall, and his right palm happened to hold David Lee's layup.

A pegboard hat!

"Oh **** ho!!"

The Warriors' offense was blocked for several consecutive rounds, and the exclamation sounded again in the Rose Garden Arena.

"Crazy killing! The king is crazy killing today! There is a saying that dominating the basket means ruling the audience... Today, he did it! We have reason to believe that he is already the best big man in this league. The name Wang Zelin Destined to resound throughout NBA history..."

Yu Jia was shocked by Wang Zelin's performance, and the roar sounded again.

The Blazers went on a fast break, and Clay was unable to defend with 1 defense and 2 splits in the frontcourt, so he could only watch Lillard chase and make a three-pointer.

At 65:41, the score got bigger and bigger, and it came to Mark Jackson who could no longer accept the 24th point.

He finally called a timeout, and the crowd booed enthusiastically.

"hehe!"

Glancing at Curry who "raised his eyes and looked around in a daze", Wang Zelin grinned, turned and walked towards the team's rest area.

"I said earlier that the decisive moment of the two sides should appear at the end of the third quarter. It seems that I was thinking too much." Yu Jia laughed.

"No way, who let them meet the king who ran away. I was frightened by the king in this state, the defensive efficiency, tsk tsk tsk!"

After speaking, Wang Meng made a look of lingering fear.

Then he continued: "Except for David Lee's mid-range shot at the beginning of the third quarter, the Warriors have been scoring for a while. This kind of scoring shortage is too painful for the Warriors who are already behind by a large score. gone."

"Now we'll see if anyone from the Warriors can stand up and break the scoring drought after the timeout. Otherwise," Yu Jia pondered for a while, and said, "At most, we can play for another 5 minutes without finishing the third quarter. Stay for 5 minutes, and the game will enter garbage time."

Yu Jia's remark is tantamount to making a conclusion on the game in advance.

After Wang Meng heard it, he was secretly surprised.

Logically speaking, as a veteran basketball commentator, Yu Jia shouldn't have said such a thing.

Because the basketball game is not until the last moment, there is no telling what kind of moth will appear. After so many years of competition, he is no longer surprised by such a comeback. Moreover, once such words are said, it is easy to offend the fans of the lagging side, which is also disadvantageous in terms of audience popularity.

However, Yu Jia only hesitated for a few seconds, and finally said it resolutely. It can be said that he is out of emotion, but no matter what the final game is, Yu Jia will be favored by Wang Zelin and other Blazers and a large number of Blazers players.

It can only be said that it is worthwhile.

The timeout is over and the game is back.

At this time, the hearts of the Warriors players are more than half cold, and they have lost nothing.

Especially seeing Wang Zelin standing under the basket, raising his right fist at the 20,000 Trail Blazers players on the scene, and then smashing his chest.

At this moment, the audience was dead silent, and there was no sound at all.

I just heard him roar loudly: "No one can be presumptuous in my penalty area, the glory of victory will surely shine on Portland!"

"oh!!"

The sudden victory declaration was like the last spark, appearing in the middle of a large powder keg, the entire Rose Garden Arena was completely ignited, and the ears were full of crazy shouts from Blazers fans.

"Mr. Orsi, tell me, is it possible for us to win the O'Brien Cup this year!"

Rose Garden VIP room, team owner Paul Allen asked general manager Neil Orsi~www.mtlnovel.com~Mr. Paul Allen..."

Neil Orsi was stunned by the boss's sudden question.

"answer me!"

Paul Allen put down his cigar, his expression became serious.

This year's aura hit Neil Orsi, he woke up instantly, and said firmly: "Yes! Of course!"

Because he suddenly remembered that Paul Allen's recent injury report showed that his boss's health was getting worse and worse.

In fact, as early as the end of 2009, Paul Allen was diagnosed with lymphoma. This is an incurable disease recognized by the medical profession, and death will come to him sooner or later.

Since then, Paul Allen cherished his last time more and more, and began to realize his childhood dream step by step.

Among them, there is his dream of playing field.

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