Blake Dolan used this short pause to quickly convey the results of some of the Rockets tactics he had deduced to the players, telling them the strangeness of this tactic, that is, their power forward and center would wander high during the offense.
The small forward and shooting guard quickly cut back to support the low post.
"The core and key point of this tactic is their power forward David Lee. He must always stay in a reasonable and comfortable position, be able to provide timely cover for the small forward, and after doing so, he can quickly provide them with
The center continues to cover, that is to say, he completes the second screen by himself. The position is different and the players are different. Now, what we have to do is not to keep an eye on him, but to freeze him and not let him easily cover. Rennes,
Just sticking to him is not enough, push him and push him as much as possible to make him feel uncomfortable and unable to cover his opponent with all his heart!"
After talking about the tactics, Blake Dolan looked at DJ Mbenga. The big man was squatting on the ground, looking at him with a raised face. Blake Dolan patted him on the shoulder:
"It's very exciting, DJ, you're unexpected. I didn't expect you to know how to survive better on the court in the second game. I always thought that guy Brian Morgan would charge you tuition before he would teach you this."
you!"
The players laughed, and DJ Mbenga also laughed and said: "I just felt that the opponent's defense was not very effective for me, so I gave it a try."
"Good! Your legendary career starts with this attempt today, and you will get stronger and stronger!" Blake Dolan said.
"Now, come on! Boys! Not even Michigan State can stop us, let alone this little alligator! Go!"
"Go! tiger!" the players roared and strode onto the field!
Behind him, Casey Beamont said to Blake Dolan:
"Coach, look, it's time to put me on the court! Casey can tear apart all his opponents!"
Next to him, Schneiderbook handed over a bag of potato chips that had not yet been opened: "Kid, can you do me a favor and tear open the packaging of this bag of potato chips before tearing your opponent into pieces!"
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The game continued, as Bobby Taylor missed a shot, DJ Mbenga picked off the rebound and passed it to Larry Freddy. Larry Freddy made a forward gesture towards DJ Mbenga, and then
Slowly carrying the ball through half the court.
After all teammates were in position, Larry Freddy passed the ball directly to DJ Mbenga. Now Mbenga is an unsolvable variable. If David Lee and Matt Bonner flank DJ Mbenga, then Ray
Gonzalez can smash the basket. If David Lee and Matt Bonner switch defenses, not to mention whether Matt Bonner's defense will be fooled by the unrestrained Spanish dance steps. David Lee's height alone will probably
When I play against Mbenga, I feel depressed to death.
Sure enough, DJ Mbenga once again received the ball and pushed away Matt Bonner! This time, Matt Bonner was like a noodle and gave up his position without much resistance!
Mbenga didn't think too much, he caught the ball and jumped! Dunk! As of now, this is the only way he can score.
The basketball poured into the basket with the roar of the wind!
The audience cheered again! What the fans want to see most now is this big black man catching the ball and abusing his opponents again and again. Although in the eyes of the scouts, Mbenga is a rough guy, but in the eyes of the fans
, he is no different from O'Neal, he picks up rebounds and then dunks!
The successful Mbenga let go and landed!
Suddenly! There was a tearing pain in his left foot! Looking down, Matt Bonner's right foot was placed at the point where he landed! It seemed that it had stopped there a long time ago, waiting for him to step on it!
The severe pain caused DJ Mbenga to lose balance and fall to the ground! He clenched his fists hard and hit the ground. His face, which had not shed a drop of sweat even though he dunked continuously, was already covered with fine beads of sweat!….
Matt Bonner spread his hands and made an innocent expression towards the referee!
The players of the Princeton Tigers seemed to have no idea what to do. They had never encountered such a scene. In fact, previous opponents did not even bother to use this method to deal with Princeton!
One of his players was injured just after the outbreak! Even if he doesn't understand these insidious tricks! Blake Dolan also knows that Mbenga has been tricked!
He pointed angrily at Matt Bonner and yelled at the referee:
"Look! Look at that bitch! He hurts people maliciously! Drag this bastard out! Hang him on the clock tower! Why hesitate any more! Look at my child's foot!"
The referee quickly paused the game, and Ryan Gonzalez and Casey Beamont, who jumped on the court, had already set up DJ Mbenga and walked towards the players' bench!
Blake Dolan walked up and down the sidelines angrily. When Mbenga came off the field, he walked up to the black boy and said, "DJ, how are you?"
DJ Mbenga gritted his teeth and tried hard to fight the pain. When he heard Blake Dolan's words, he said:
"It's terrible, I can feel it, my ankle is dislocated."
"Oh! Siht!" Black Dolan grabbed his hair hard!
Dislocated! Without at least one month of training, there is no need to expect DJ to return to the court!
At this moment, team doctor Luis Huang came over and said to Ryan Gonzalez and Casey Beamont:
"Put him flat on the floor."
Seeing that Lewis Huang's hand was empty, Black Dolan even roared:
"You are the team doctor! The basketball team has to pay you! But you don't even know how to get an ice pack now! Get an ice pack! Apply it to him! Contact the hospital and perform surgical reset on DJ as soon as possible! Put on a plaster! Hurry!"
Lewis Huang raised his head, glanced at Black Dolan, and said:
"Now, shut your mouth and get paid to do the work, I know what to do!"
With that said, Louis Huang squatted at DJ Mbenga's feet, took off his sneakers, held DJ Mbenga's ankles with both hands, and said:
"Be patient, it will hurt. Give him a towel."
Reuben Brooks, who was standing next to him, stuffed a towel into Mbenga’s mouth and asked in confusion:
"What are you going to do?"
"I want..." Louis Huang stared at Mbenga's eyes and said two words. Just when Mbenga pricked up his ears and was about to hear clearly what his team doctor wanted to do, he suddenly made a strong move with his hands.
Push and pull! There was a bone sound from DJ Mbenga’s ankle!
Then, DJ Mbenga felt a burst of pain from his ankles to the top of his head! He subconsciously bit the towel in his mouth, and squeezed out an almost howling sound from between his clenched teeth!
"What are you doing!" Black Dolan saw DJ Mbenga shaking his body like a dehydrated fish, then biting the towel hard, and immediately roared again!
After doing all this, Louis Huang gently rubbed Mbenga's ankle and then stood up: "Go get an ice pack and apply it to him for three minutes. He will be fine."
Brian Morgan hurriedly brought an ice pack and carefully applied it to Mbenga's injury.
Louis Huang looked into Black Dolan’s eyes that were about to go crazy and said:
"In the view of traditional Chinese medicine, dislocation surgery is very time-consuming. After three minutes, with his constitution, he can fully recover, with only a little redness and swelling at most. On the field, you are the coach, and everyone obeys you.
Will! But when someone is hurt, not even you can question my decision!"
"Fair deal." Black Dolan looked at Mbenga who could actually sit up on his own and didn't know how to say this.
