"The Celtics took the lead again, 87:90. The Celtics led by 3 points. China Yang made a contribution. Look at his excitement! Yes, this goal is indeed worthy of his happiness and our praise. Yang, great
Extremely!"
"Hey, Reggie, Charles, there are less than 7 minutes left in the game, who do you think will be the winner tonight? Speedy"
"Celtics!" "Celtics!" As soon as Kenny Smith finished speaking, Miller and Barkley replied. Regarding their common views, Smith pretended to be confused and asked: "Oh.
?Why."
"Kenny, look at the field and you will find the answer." Miller shrugged.
Are there any changes on the field at this time?
The Eagles' offense, although the Celtics' two defenses just now failed the Eagles' offense, did not affect the enthusiasm of the Eagles fans. All the fans stood up and waved everything in their hands to cheer. They were encouraged.
The Eagles players launched the attack again with high morale.
Johnson had just been blocked in two attacks. The Hawks made adjustments in this attack. Johnson brought Yang Shuai to the three-point line in the corner, and Horford stepped up to screen for Bibby.
Defending the pick-and-roll is an important subject in the Celtics' defensive training, but due to the limitations of their own defensive abilities, not everyone can squeeze the space to the opponent and even pass the ball like Yang Shuai and Garnett.
Not going out. Rondo also quickly bypassed the defense, but he still found room for Bibby to break through.
Compared with Bibby, Rondo's youth is an advantage. With his speed, he once again got close to Bibby, but he made a mistake. Rondo reached out for the ball recklessly and was left behind by Bibby.
Nate gave up Marvin Williams and came to cover the defense. Bibby seized the opportunity and handed the ball to Williams.
Garnett returned to defense very quickly, and Williams saw Yang Shuai approaching him. Instead of shooting directly, he feinted a shot and rushed inside.
Garnett's center of gravity was indeed slightly shaken, but after Williams rushed to the inside, he adjusted in time and then rejoined the front.
Williams dribbled to the basket, jumped at his own pace, held the ball high and put it toward the basket. This scene made Woodson yell at the audience, "Damn it, turn around and pass the ball out!"
In a direction that Williams could not see, Yang Shuai abandoned Johnson and rushed to the inside. Then he and Garnett jumped up and touched the basketball one after another.
"Where do you get so many hands?" Williams, who was in the air, found that in addition to his two hands holding the ball, there were two other hands near the ball at this time, and the hand in front happened to block it.
The ball's release path is blocked by the hand behind it, and the hand behind it blocks itself and pulls the ball back.
"Damn it!" Williams, who was stuck by Garnett, didn't even have room to turn around and look for his teammates. In fact, time didn't allow him to do this action. If he didn't handle the ball as soon as possible, those two big hands would
He landed on the ball unceremoniously.
Without caring about where the basket was, Williams pulled the ball to the left, then threw the ball with a flick of his wrist.
"Get the rebound back!" Williams knew that the ball was definitely not there after he took the shot, so he only had one thought in his mind at this time, but a green figure who looked thin but powerful stopped him directly in front of him.
"The Hawks' offense was blocked again, and the ball fell into the hands of the Celtics again. Reggie, Charles, I'm starting to agree with you."
Rondo dribbled to the frontcourt and then changed direction and accelerated past Bibby. Then he passed the ball in the middle to Pierce on the right. Pierce took the ball and feinted a shot before shooting immediately.
"Josh..." Amidst the cheers of Hawks fans, Hawks small forward Josh Smith, who is famous for dunks and blocks, jumped high and slapped the basketball that Pierce had just shot.
Watching the ball fall out of bounds, the applause and screams of Eagles fans echoed in Phillips Arena. "Do you think it's great to have a Chinese kid over there? We have Josh here." "Josh, good job.
OK, kill those guys, kill them."
Seeing the calm expression on Pierce's face, Yang Shuai chuckled and said, "Paul, I think you should fight back."
Pierce nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yang, pass the ball to me when you serve."
"No problem!" Yang Shuai responded immediately, then walked out of bounds and took the ball from the referee's hand. When the referee blew the whistle, Yang Shuai's eyes began to fall on Pierce. Pierce mentioned the top of the arc and the outside of the three-point line.
The position made it easy for Yang Shuai to find. He threw the ball high and handed it to Pierce's hands.
After receiving the ball, Pierce paused slightly half a meter away from the three-point line and raised his hand, a standard shooting action. Josh Smith did not move. In his opinion, Pierce's ball was completely fake.
He didn't want to jump up and watch his opponent calmly break through from him in the air.
"This guy took off... took off? Oops!" By the time Josh Smith reacted, Pierce had already thrown the ball. The Green Army captain's shot didn't take off very high, and Josh Smith really didn't expect Pierce.
He would choose to shoot at this time. When Pierce took the shot, he didn't even have time to move.
"Is this guy crazy? He must have been afraid of Josh's block before taking action in a hurry." "Rebound!" "Here's the opportunity!"
"Whoa!" The sound of the hollow hit completely silenced the noisy Eagles fans, and then they looked at the court and muttered with some unacceptable words: "Going in? How could this goal be scored?"
How could this goal be scored? This is the opinion of everyone on the Hawks side. You know, Pierce was blocked by Josh Smith just now. Doesn't he have a psychological shadow?
No one on the Celtics side answered. After Pierce hit the ball and raised his hands in the air, the other four people on the field rushed forward, "Paul, great, well done!" "Great shot, well done!"
Kill these guys."
"Perfect counterattack! Paul, just blocked by Josh, but he immediately counterattacked and hit a three-pointer. Tsk, the Hawks are in trouble, and the Celtics' lead reaches 6 points."
There was indeed some trouble. This was what Woodson thought in his mind, so he had to call a timeout. The team's offense encountered problems and couldn't score, and when it came back, it couldn't prevent the opponent's goals. If this continued, the point difference would be
It will only get bigger and bigger.
"Guys, good job, keep doing this." Rivers praised the players' performance, but did not adjust the lineup. Ray Allen continued to rest, and Yang Shuai stayed on the court.
After returning from the timeout, the Hawks resumed their attack, again on a pick-and-roll. This time Bibby passed the ball to Smith who penetrated from the baseline on the other side.
Josh Smith's physical fitness is indeed very strong. He was only less than half a body ahead of Pierce when he received the pass. However, relying on his super explosive power, he rushed past Pierce and went straight to the inside.
"Josh!" "Josh!" Hawks fans chanted Josh Smith's name. They were looking forward to the league's famous dunker hitting the basket hard. This would be a goal that would greatly boost morale.
Can Josh Smith go straight to the basket? Of course not, Garnett, who had just won the Defensive Player of the Year, appeared in front of Josh Smith, jumped up and collided with Josh Smith.
"Take him!" "Kill that old guy!"
"Ah!" "Roar!" The two people in the air roared at the same time, and Smith pressed down hard with his right hand. "Wow!" All the Eagles fans raised their hands, ready to celebrate this wonderful goal.
"boom!"
"..." "Damn it!" The basket made a "bang" sound, but the Eagles fans failed to cheer because at the same time Smith's body fell rapidly. This was obviously not an action that would occur after a normal dunk.
"Dunk! Smith's dunk hit the rim, and Kevin successfully blocked the opponent's dunk!"
Was it Garnett who blocked Smith's dunk? In the eyes of Hawks fans, it was the basket that blocked Smith, but everyone knew clearly that Garnett blocked Smith, and it was his blocking in the air that affected Smith.
What seemed like a sure-fire dunk to this Hawks fan failed.
"Foul!" "This guy fouled!" The Hawks fans reacted and tried to use their words to influence the referee, because the referee's whistle had not sounded yet and the ball had already fallen into Garnett's hands.
Without hearing the whistle, Garnett certainly would not stand there waiting for the referee to signal that he had not committed a foul. He quickly handed the ball to Rondo, and the five Celtics players began to rush towards the half court.
As for the Eagles player, one of the Eagles staggered back after landing and his center of gravity was unstable. The other players waited until they were sure that the referee would not blow the whistle before starting.
In the 5-on-4 frontcourt, three Celtic players were close to rushing to the front. This scene made the Eagles fans feel that danger was approaching. They used the strongest boos to express their dissatisfaction with the ball, but they
Nothing can stop the Celtic players from attacking.
Rondo paused outside the three-point line, seemingly waiting for the players to get into position, but the next moment he quickly started to rush past Bibby.
"Guard him!" Bibby wanted to stop Rondo, but was powerless and could only shout loudly at his teammates inside.
Johnson moved his steps, but Rondo's speed did not slow down. He rushed straight towards Johnson, and then jumped up leaning on Johnson in the three-second zone. Johnson raised his hand high, but Rondo's ball was not found for a long time.
"Rajan, pass the ball from behind to the follow-up...Yang, Yang!"
"Good pass, Rajan!" The fast forward Yang Shuai didn't need to make any adjustments when he received Rondo's pass. He jumped up and grabbed the ball with his right hand and flew towards the basket.
"Get out of here!" Yang Shuai roared, and when he saw Johnson trying to turn around and jump to stop him after landing, he sneered in his heart.
Johnson didn't get away, it was too late. He raised his hands to try to stop Yang Shuai, but before Yang Shuai flew behind him, he subconsciously crossed his hands in front of his face to protect himself. Johnson's action was understandable, but it fell behind others.
But there are other ideas in his eyes.
"Qiao..." A bitter expression appeared on the face of the Eagles fan, and then he watched Yang Shuai's thigh hit Johnson's hand hard.
"You are seeking death yourself, no one else is to blame!" A proud smile appeared on the corner of Yang's handsome man's mouth. He pressed down his right hand, grabbed the ball and pushed it towards the basket.
"Bump!" "Kick! Kick! Kick!" At the same time as Yang Shuai dunked the ball into the basket, Johnson fell backwards uncontrollably and hit the pads of the basketball stand with a wonderful expression on his face, looking up.
Yang Shuai, whose expression could not be seen clearly, was still hanging on the basket.
"Come on, come back! You idiot!" Yang's handsome boy's voice echoed throughout the Phillips Arena. Hawks fans were stunned for a moment, and then realized that this was the voice coming from the loudspeaker on the basket.
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"Hush!" "Beep!" "!" Various voices echoed at the scene.
"Click! Click! Click!" The reporter under the basket pressed the shutter as hard as Yang Shuai took off, and then completely recorded everything.
"Yeah, Silver Killer!" In every corner of Boston, Celtics fans stood up with their hands raised in the air and shouted, "Celtics, well done, Young, well done!"
They have reason to cheer like this, the balance of victory has tilted infinitely towards the Celtics, Black Eight, go to hell.