Under the Celtics' hug-and-drop defense, even Gasol was a little at a loss, let alone mention the Youth Army.

"Fisher, you come."

At this moment, the Zen master could only place his hope on Fisher, who had won three consecutive championships with the Lakers.

"Don't worry!"

The old eel knew that it was time to reflect his value at this time.

Among the ten people who played on both sides, Fisher only played in the finals, and Fisher only knew what the team that won the championship should do in the face of this situation.

The Celtics made a first offensive mistake and the ball returned to the Lakers.

After half of the game, the old eel shook his head at Wang Hao who was asking for the ball.

Without choosing to pass the ball, Fisher controlled the rhythm steadily outside the three-point line and passed the ball to his teammates from time to time to find opportunities, but the ball eventually returned to Fisher's hands.

"Give!"

With 7 seconds left in the offensive time, Wang Hao landed in the interior, and Fisher finally was willing to pass the ball to Wang Hao.

Bang! Bang!

There was not much time, and Wang Hao had no extra thoughts. He turned over and jumped into the jump shot after two moves.

"In this case, we must first reduce the number of rounds and reduce the number of shots between the two sides. Although the game is ugly, it is safe."

The old eel taught Wang Hao the first lesson of the finals by words.

"The next thing is defense."

The old eel stared at the coach Long and said in a misty tone.

"Sweeping Monk?"

Wang Hao extremely suspected that the old eel was the hidden master of the Lakers.

The old eel directly pushed the eel to the eel's legs. Unlike usual, the old eel's legs tightly held the eel's legs. If the eel wants to exert force, it must step over the eel's legs or walk over hard.

Coach Long felt uncomfortable at the first time, but there was nothing he could do. The referee didn't blew the whistle when he saw it.

The old eel smiled contemptuously, "Firsts? Who has played except me? Even your head coach just touched the floor of the finals."

Pierce asked for the ball in time to get Coach Long out of the dilemma.

"Tuck, start, start, be bold."

Ignoring the referee's gaze that was about to kill, the old eel shouted to Tucker frantically.

To put it nicely, this kid, is called real, to put it badly, to put it badly, and to put it nicely, he will never look back if he doesn't do what he decides. Generally, this kind of person has one advantage, that is, he is obedient.

Hearing Fisher's command, Tucker's big hand pulled towards Pierce without hesitation.

"What an obedient dog!"

"You don't even have the qualifications to be a dog."

Tucker and Pierce got into each other, not only language but also body.

Pierce beat Tucker with a crazy back, and Tucker refused to let him stand behind him.

"this..."

Wang Hao gave the old eel a thumbs up in his heart. This old guy is really useful.

Pi Shiyi, who was eager to seek the capital, calmed down first and found an opportunity to pass the ball to Ray Allen.

Lei Allen received the ball and cut the inside. Under Garnett's cover, his long arm avoided Wang Hao's block in the air and put the ball into the basket.

"snort!"

Lei Lun, who had climbed up from the ground, snorted proudly at Wang Hao.

Fisher controlled the ball steadily and waved at Wang Hao with 10 seconds left in the offensive time.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Wang Hao received the ball at the low post.

"Wang Hao has almost no chance of losing the ball when he receives the ball at this position."

Before Director Zhang finished speaking, Wang Hao slapped him in anger and slapped him in the face online.

Yang Yi looked at Director Zhang, and his eyes seemed to be asking, "Director Zhang, what do you mean by this?"

"Haha! Wang Hao is not a robot after all, so it is impossible to maintain a 100% hit rate. It is normal to lose one shot, which proves that Wang Hao is still a human being."

The old fried dough stick is just an old fried dough stick, and he threw the slap behind him in the blink of an eye.

"I feel that I'm better off breaking through the outside, after all, I can rush up like that."

Wang Hao actively discussed with the old eel.

"Okay, give it a try next round, after all, the team can only rely on you now."

The old eel also knows that no matter what Wang Hao proposes, he must be satisfied. After all, the team can only rely on Wang Hao.

"Defend this ball!"

Wang Hao in the center shouted.

Coach Long, who suffered a loss, learned to be smart this time and threw the basketball to Ray Allen just after halftime.

Lei Allen took the ball and ran around the three-point line for a lap. He had no chance to hang the ball into the inside line.

Garnett is obviously irrational in singles, but don’t forget that Garnett is a player who has been 20+10+5 all year round, and it is not a casual talk about 5 assists per game.

After two moves, Garnett turned around and raised the ball directly over his head.

Wang Hao made a move to press forward, Garnett threw the ball backward, and threw it directly to Ray Allen who was walking over the bottom line.

Swish!

At this distance, Ray Allen's mid-range shot is no different from a layup. Wang Hao was blocked by Garnett and could only watch the ball be shot.

"What's going on?"

Wang Hao turned around and asked.

“…”

Sun Dasheng had no nerve to answer. He and Tucker were blocked by Pierce.

"Change the rhythm!"

The old eel understood it in seconds, grabbed the ball, ran to the bottom line and sent the ball to Wang Hao.

"rush!"

The Celtics' generals were just getting used to the Lakers' leisurely playing style, and Wang Hao suddenly accelerated and caught the Celtics off guard. He thought it was too late to organize the defense, so Wang Hao drove straight in and killed the basket.

DUANG!

A dunk vented some depressed anger, but it was far from enough.

"The opportunistic boy cannot win the ball in this way. Only the great Celtics can teach you the right way to win the championship."

Anji looked at Wang Hao on the sidelines, and the words "like" were almost written on his face.

Ray Allen and Pierce have caused enough trouble for the Lakers on the outside, and even if Garnett is invisible on the offensive end, it will not delay the Celtics' slowly expanding their lead.

At the end of the first half, Wang Hao felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart as he looked at the score on the court.

34:42, the scores on both sides are not high, but the 8-point backward is like a nail, and it is nailed tightly. Every time Wang Hao wants to break out of a wave of pursuit points, Pierce and Lei Allen will definitely have one of them to stand up and continue the offensive firepower for the Celtics.

"Can't history really change? Destiny is really not with the Lakers?"

At this moment, Wang Hao even began to consider metaphysical factors.

"Kids, I played well in the first half"

The Zen master encouraged the young men as soon as he entered the lounge.

"I can gradually adapt to this confrontational intensity. To be honest, you surprised me. Now I am only 8 points behind. I will try my best to get him back in the second half."

The Zen master and each player quit the lounge and called Fisher by the way.

"How is Wang Hao's condition?"

"It's pretty good, but the rest of them are a little..."

Fisher didn't finish his words, and the Zen master understood, but what could the Zen master ask for? A bunch of young men, who played in the finals for the first time, was not scared and dared not take action, not to mention that the Lakers are now just 8 points behind.

"Second half, you see?"

"It's better to leave it to Wang Hao, others still need to be tempered."

"Including Gasol?"

"include"
Chapter completed!