Chris Webber's words did not draw enough attention to everyone, because in everyone's mind, Yang Mo is synonymous with blue-collar coolie.//Welcome to Reading//What the Heat lack now is offensive players who can break through with the ball.
At this moment, Yang Mo, who was covered with a towel, was also awakened by the uproar on the court. When he saw Wade falling to the ground and making a painful sound, he immediately ran over and asked with some excitement: "Dwyane, what's going on?
Really? How could you do this?"
Dwyane Wade hissed in pain and did not answer Yang Mo's question. Instead, he patted Yang Mo's shoulder heavily and endured the severe pain and said: "Yang, I leave the team to you! I hope
You can win this game. Today is my son’s birthday. I promised him that I would celebrate him with victory. I don’t want to be a father who breaks his promise.”
Wade's words "I don't want to be a father who breaks his word" instantly made Yang Mo burst into tears. He suddenly remembered his father who passed away in a car accident. At the beginning, his father also said that he would defeat him when he grows up, but... the result
But he was very dishonest and went to another world, leaving him alone in the world.
"Okay, I will definitely win this victory." Yang Mo put his hands on his chest and said very seriously, as if he was taking an oath.
"Thank you." Wade forced out a smile, lay down on a stretcher with the help of medical staff, and was taken out of the stadium.
When Wade came off the court, the audience applauded. All Chicagoans were encouraging the star who left Chicago, hoping that he would overcome the injury and return to the game as soon as possible.
At this moment, Yang Mo turned around and said hello to Spoelstra: "I'm on the court."
He took the initiative to walk to the free throw line to help Dwyane Wade hit the ball.
Yang Mo took the initiative to play without asking Spoelstra's permission, which made Spoelstra a little unhappy. But the current game really needs Yang Mo. We have already lost Dwyane Wade.
If you don't stay on the court, you don't have to fight in the next three quarters, just surrender.
After the referee blew the whistle, Yang Mo steadily scored two free throws, and then shouted to his somewhat depressed teammates: "Guys, the game is not over yet? Cheer up!"
The spirits of the teammates have improved a little, but they still have no fighting spirit. For them, with Wade off the court, it is impossible to win the game.
Seeing his teammates like this, Yang Mo secretly sighed. Now he must come up with means to prove that there is hope for victory without Wade, otherwise, morale will be completely destroyed.
Back at halftime, with 25 seconds left in the game, Derrick Rose was ready to press the rhythm for the final attack. So he stopped on the outside and bent over to dribble, waiting for the opportunity to prepare for the Heat's fatal blow.
Yang Mo stared at him in the paint and said to Marion: "Sean, go to the free throw line and wait. No matter what personal grudges we have, you have to show a professional attitude on the court. You
You were an All-Star before, so you must not let these rookies run wild on you."
Although Marion was unhappy with Yang Mo, Yang Mo's words still helped him. At least Yang Mo still remembered that he was an All-Star player. As for professional attitude, he couldn't let Yang Mo, a rookie, teach him. So.
, he immediately ran to the free throw line to provide support.
After Marion ran to the free throw line, Yang Mo immediately opened his arms and locked the penalty area. Based on his judgment of Rose, Rose would definitely break through the penalty area.
Sure enough... when Derrick Rose's stopwatch entered the countdown to eight seconds, he suddenly started to speed up, and with the support of strong explosive power, he passed the defender Chalmers and went straight to the penalty area. The horse was ambushing at the free throw line.
Leon rushed forward, but Ross turned around and passed him cleanly without any sloppiness.
There is no way, Marion is still old, and his steps and reactions can no longer be as quick as when he was young.
Although Yang Mo passed the two levels easily, his turn left him with only one way to go, which was to cut in from the left.
This was the route that Yang Mo had already planned for Rose in his mind. The reason he asked Marion to go up was because he had guessed that Rose would definitely turn right and cut in from the left. And he himself had long been ambushing on the left side of the penalty area, waiting.
Ross's frontal attack.
Ross rushed into the paint area with the ball and found that his opponent was Yang Mohou. He couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart. Others didn't know Yang Mo's ability, but he knew it better than anyone else.
So, he was hesitating. At this moment, he found Thomas behind Yang Mo making a high-throw gesture towards him, indicating that he would throw high, and then he ran back and dunked.
Seeing this, Derrick Rose was hesitant at first, but then Yang Mo suddenly started running towards him, completely dispelling his worries. At the same time, he felt something was wrong: How could such a smart defender like Yang suddenly let go of the space behind him?
What about gambling steals?
However, the opportunity was fleeting and he had no choice but to pass the ball. So he quickly threw the ball into the sky.
But as soon as he threw it, he regretted it. Because Yang Mo, who was sprinting over quickly, suddenly rose into the sky, grabbed the basketball from mid-air with his terrifying arms, and then quickly launched a fast break and ran towards the frontcourt.
Ross quickly turned around to pursue the defense. While pursuing the defense, he was extremely shocked: Why could Yang catch my intention? Why could he jump high while sprinting? Could it be... was this a defensive trap from the beginning? Could it be that Yang's
Did you have eyes in the back of your head and saw Tyrus reaching for the ball?
Rose's mind was full of doubts. At this time, Yang Mo had already rushed through half the court with the ball. Seeing that the time was about to run out, Yang Mo suddenly jumped high and threw the ball quickly... While the basketball was still flying in the air, time
After the walk, the lights behind the backboard turn on!
But at the same time, Yang Mo turned around and opened his arms with a stinking look on his face, as if he was bound to score the goal.
Bulls fans were just about to boo and laugh at Yang Mo's stinky early celebration... Whoa! The basketball that crossed the half court accurately penetrated into the net, and the soft sound of the net wiping made the fans in the audience laugh.
He closed his mouth and swallowed the shushing sound back into his throat, which turned into a series of painful exclamations, as if he had been stabbed by a knife.
At this time, Yang Mo shook his arm fiercely, looked around at the surprised and painful Bulls fans, and roared angrily at the top of his voice: "Tonight, no one can stop me from winning, no one!"
Yang Mo's arrogance quickly angered all the fans, and the boos they had just swallowed erupted again. In an instant, the entire United Center was filled with wild boos, and everyone was attacking Yang Mo.
Arrogance!
However, Yang Mo responded with a contemptuous sneer. He even wanted to raise his middle finger, but after thinking about it carefully, he decided to save the middle finger and give it to them after the game.
Amidst the boos, Yang Mo strode to the bench, walked to the bench, and immediately called Michael Beasley and Mario Chalmers to his side.
These two people are the same level students who entered the NBA with Yang Mo. If Yang Mo wants to establish confidants in the Heat, he must start with them.
After calling the two of them over, Yang Mo did not shy away and said directly: "I need your help, man. Tonight, the three of us must do something that shocks the whole world."
Yang Mo's opening remarks were very motivational. What young people want to do most is to be in the limelight, and Yang Mo's words that shocked the world undoubtedly brought out their ambitions.
"Beasley, I think you are the best three-position player. Your numbers in college are unrivaled, and Rose doesn't deserve to be compared to you. I hope you can dominate the game tonight on the scoring end and let them know
You Beasley is still the omnipotent data monster." Yang Mo patted Beasley on the shoulder and said very seriously: "Last time, Derrick Rose took the victory from our home court. This time, we must
Come back. If you can score more than thirty points, I can consider asking Christine to introduce you to some female stars."
Yang Mo's previous words had already made Beasley's heart agitate. The last sentence about the female star directly made him burn. He slapped his chest and said: "Okay! I will let those guys see my scoring skills tonight. However,
What you say must come true!”
"Of course, no problem." Yang Mo nodded and answered him very definitely.
"Okay, then I'll do it with you!" Beasley gave Yang Mo a high-five and surrendered directly. He had no resistance at all in front of the beauty.
After dealing with Beasley, Yang Mo continued to say to Mario Chalmers: "Chammers, if I remember correctly, in this year's NCAA Finals, it was you who stole Derrick Rose's ball and then hit the buzzer-beater.
Is it right?"
"Yes!" Chalmers said proudly.
"I think you can still steal him tonight and hit the buzzer beater. Come on, come with me! You will prove that you are a natural Rose nemesis!"
"Okay!" Chalmers agreed without any hesitation.
In college, he was able to suppress Rose, but once he entered the NBA, his status was completely different. Rose was the top pick, and he was a core player once he entered the NBA. But he was just a mediocre second-round pick.
The team still has no status at all.
This kind of encounter already made him suffocated with anger, and tonight he was eaten several times by Ross, which made him even more angry. Now that Yang Mo was so relaxed, he naturally exploded.
After the three people formed an alliance, Yang Mo became more confident. Only with the support of these two people, Yang Mo believed that the difficulty of winning the game would be quickly reduced.
For Yang Mo, he must win tonight.
He has no way out.
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