Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Five hundred and ninetieth chapters who touch my ass

After only one day off, the second game of the semi-finals started.

Neither the starting lineup of the Thunder nor the Lakers have changed, and there is nothing to change. The strongest lineup is coming from both sides.

I don’t know what chicken soup Brooks gave his players. In this game, Westbrook became honest, Du Lao Er stopped squirting, and Ah Lian became that cold every year. Sha Fen was no longer stupid, and Jeff Green was no longer invisible.

After the Lakers won the jump ball, all the Thunders participated in the defense against Wang Hao. The result was that Curry was a little doubtful that he had not woken up yet, and there was no one within 3 meters in front of him.

What is the rhythm? This is completely playing the Jordan Rule for Wang Hao.

Fortunately, Wang Hao was prepared when he first entered the league and got a group of high-quality shooters for the Lakers.

Oden comes down, Clay comes on, now, the Lakers have an ultimate five-small team. What is defense not defense, scoring is the true nature, and defending is ability, so the Lakers do not defend.

This five-squad lineup cannot defend against the Thunder, Durant, Alien, Shafen, Jeff Green, Westbrook, these five people have an average height, making a big deal of the Lakers.

But to be honest, the limiting effect of the Thunder's forward group on Wang Hao is visible to the naked eye. For example, he scored eight assists in the first quarter. If it is not intuitive enough, look at Curry and Clay who are excited to shoot.

One of these two people scored 12 points and the other was 9 points, which was just the first quarter.

"You are crazy? Are you so careful that you are not afraid of my teammates killing you?"

"Then let's see who dies first."

Then the game turned into a replay of the picture. Wang Hao held the ball, at least two double-teamed, and then two people were waiting to make up for the position. The four Lakers scorers lined up outside the three-point line, Wang Hao passed the ball, and then shot there.

When it's the turn of Thunder to attack, Thunder takes advantage of its height to avoid Wang Hao's point and directly attack the inside.

"You guys have a very bad experience in playing like this. Look, we are all tens of us."

"We'll get it back later."

Du Laoer still defended Wang Hao, and Wang Hao also assisted his teammates.

"Hey! Double-team is double-team, why are you touching my butt?"

When Wang Hao was holding the ball, he didn't know who climbed his big hand on Wang Hao's upright buttocks, which made Wang Hao shudder. It might be better if he was a woman, but the problem is that this is a group of men, and they can almost reach the stomach in one step, which is a bit scary.

"The dog just touched your butt"

After saying that, Du Laoer found a corner that he thought no one saw and rubbed his hands hard on the uniform.

"Although you said it's not you?"

Wang Hao's head suddenly stretched out, and Du Lao Er raised his hands in panic as if he was caught in the bed.

"It's not me, it's not me."

"Wait, why should I explain to this guy? So what if I touch it?"

When Durant looked fierce and wanted to be fierce, Wang Hao had already patted his butt and ran away.

The fans on the sidelines laughed when they saw Durant's expression changing back and forth, which made Durant's already dark face brighter.

When UAE was attacking, pick-and-roll with Westbrook, and then when his good friends in college, they had a scene of fighting in the same room.

At 216, Ah Lian raised the ball high, and Curry jumped and jumped, and it was indeed impossible for Ah Lian to touch his elbow.

"Plastic brother, no love"

Wang Hao shook his head, ran over to A Lian, reached out to try to steal it, but it didn't break. Someone quickly ran back to the inside line.

Both Alien and Curry have been influenced by Wang Hao's basketball philosophy. Faced with such a serious misalignment, Alien naturally knew how to deal with Curry. He put a three-threat threat and forced Curry to take a step back. Alien took action from the middle distance.

Swish!

The ball enters.

"The last No. 4 position to play like this is the No. 21, right?"

"Well! I didn't expect it if you didn't say it. Now look, Yi Jianlian's style of playing is really similar to Garnett, and the two are the same height, even their figures are similar, and they are both players with excellent athletic ability."

"But in the end, Garnett's athletic ability is better than Yi Jianlian, but Yi Jianlian has a three-point range that Garnett does not have."

Kenny Smith briefly analyzed the gap between UAE and the Wolf King.

"By the way, Charles, who is Yi Jianlian's elective template?"

"I'll take a look."

After Barkley finished speaking, the director there began to search for information frantically.

"It's Bosh and Dirk, no Garnett anyway."

After the message was transmitted, Barkley said.

"Well, there is no problem with the template, but why do I feel like he is still playing like Garnett."

"Maybe it's because there is no stable passer inside the Thunder! After all, Westbrook is the countdown among the point guard..."

Barkley said indifferently that although he admires Turtle's enthusiasm and tough style, he is not optimistic about Turtle's playing style. People who want Turtle's playing style cannot play for a long time in the NBA and will not be troubled by injuries in a long time, such as the last No. 1 pick who loves to break through, Ross.

He said he liked Curry more, not because he was cute, but because Curry played smartly. Although Curry was thin and weak, his breakthrough efficiency was no less than Westbrook, and he was even comparable to Ross.

It’s just that Curry’s three-pointer was too bright, which covered his breakthrough ability.

When the Lakers attacked, Wang Hao still held the ball and crushed the inside alone, and four teammates watched from outside the three-point line.

This time, Ah Lian and Shafen were defending Wang Hao.

"Hey! Don't touch my ass"

Wang Hao warned, and as soon as he finished speaking, someone's big hand climbed onto Wang Hao's butt again. It was not the kind of person who accidentally touched him, but he put his hand on Wang Hao's butt.

"Damn!"

Wang Hao was shocked all over. Ah Lian keenly captured this opportunity and cut off Wang Hao's ball at once.

"Oh, Wang Hao was stolen. It seems that Wang Hao was one of the few people stolen, right?"

Barkley was like discovering a new world. Wang Hao was not stolen when he faced the Celtics. What happened today?

"Come on, let's take a look at slow motion"

The defense was over and over again on the big screen. There was no problem in the whole process. The only problem was that Wang Hao's body seemed to shake, and then Ah Lian seized the opportunity.

“Is it?…”

"Kenny, I'm watching it once."

"Stop!"

The picture stopped, and Barkley directly enlarged the picture, and saw a big hand placing on Wang Hao's butt. Judging from his posture, he seemed to be ready to pinch it.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Barkley smiled unscrupulously and lay down. Who is this?

As the picture narrowed, people saw that this big hand came from Durant on the other side.

"Is this the way Durant found to defend Wang Hao?"

“This is simply too…”
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next