It is said that people who love to laugh will not have bad luck, but Howard felt that he, who loves to laugh, was not lucky at all tonight. He was actually beaten by Yang Mo on the offensive end. This was simply a humiliation for him, the best defensive player.
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It doesn’t matter if he gets blown out by Yao Ming. After all, he is so tall and big and his shooting skills are so good. But why can’t Yang Mo defend himself at such a young age? Am I born to be restrained by Chinese players? But I still want to hit Yi Jianlian of the Nets.
How could it explode!
Howard searched for answers in his head very distressedly.
He couldn't figure out why Yang Mo could blow him up on the offensive end. That was because he hadn't realized that Yang Mo was actually out of position when he hit him. He always regarded Yang Mo as an inside player, but in fact Yang Mo was very pure on the offensive end.
He is an offensive small forward with super strength and abnormal acceleration. His probing step is as invisible as an antelope hanging its horns. How can he guard an inside player? You can't guard him even if you risk your life. This is not a job.
Soon, the repairman replaced a camera and placed it behind the backboard, and simply hung the microphone to the side to avoid being pulled down by Yang Mo again.
After the repairman repairs the items, the game continues.
Even if Howard didn't realize why he was exposed, Stan Van Gundy on the sidelines didn't realize it either, so he still asked Howard to deal with Yang Mo. Isn't this killing himself?
It was too easy for Yang Mo to deal with Howard on the offensive end. Just one tentative step made him anxious. Coupled with his speed and strength, Howard could only watch Yang Mo rush into the penalty area from outside the three-point line and dunk again and again.
Yang Mo's dunk made the fans cheer louder and louder. When he dunked for the fourth time, Yang Mo finally jumped on the technical stage and shouted like a king: "Miami friends, are you happy?"
His answer was, of course, a unanimous roar: Great!
This interaction has almost become Yang Mo's repertoire at home. If he doesn't do it once in a game, the fans will feel as if they haven't come to watch the game. This can be regarded as a signature dish of the American Airlines Center Arena!
After Yang Mo finished this interaction like a king, Dwyane Wade began to take over the game. He kept attacking the penalty area and making various fancy layups, which made the fans overwhelmed and excited.
Wade's personal show lasted for seven or eight minutes, and the second quarter ended there. At halftime, the Heat had led by eight points. Howard was having a hard time tonight, so the Magic were also very out of shape.
Returning in the second half, Yang Mo and Wade began to frequently cooperate in pick-and-rolls. Various defensive counterattacks were also extremely sharp, with constant alley-oops.
The two fast-paced terminators gradually lost the suspense of the game. Amid the exclamations of the fans, the fourth quarter entered garbage time less than a minute after the start.
This game was not broadcast live across the United States, so the audience missed this gorgeous fast break show.
Starting from the third quarter, Yang Mo and Wade completed at least five defensive counterattacks that lasted no longer than four seconds. This speed was so unbelievable. Even if the Magic players ran to death, they could not guard against these two cars that were launched at full strength.
Super sports car!
Regarding the defeat in the game, Stan Van Gundy summed it up very simply in an interview: "We didn't defend the opponent's two aces, that's all."
The words "that's all" were arrogant and cool, and instantly made her look high-end and classy. It was as if my wife had been cheated and she simply admitted: It's not my fault, it's just that the other person's thing is thicker and better in comparison.
Just long.
Stan Van Gundy is a bit of a pig who is not afraid of boiling water, but their star player Howard said with great disappointment: "I really can't keep up with Yang's speed. This guy is not an inside player at all. How can there be any inside player as fast as him?"
He's so strong and can shoot three-pointers? I feel a little bullied."
In this regard, Dwyane Wade, who attended the press conference after the game, said very relaxedly: "Yang's growth has exceeded our expectations. He is the player that best suits my style of play. When he runs wildly with me, I
I believe that no one in the league can stop us, and the combination of him and me will definitely create a new situation."
When a reporter asked, "Why didn't Young continue to take charge of the ball after you returned?" Wade was silent for a moment and then replied: "There is no question of whether we have the ball or not, but he respects me more.
Control the tempo of the team."
Wade's words stopped the reporters from asking any more questions. Although their instincts told them that there might be an internal fight within the Heat, but now that Wade's answers are so precise, they really can't find a breakthrough.
At the same time, Yang Mo had returned home. Although it was close to midnight, Lu Xueman was still waiting for him there. When he came back, Lu Xueman took the initiative to chat about work: "You will fly to Satemento tomorrow, and the game will be over the day after tomorrow.
After you come directly to Los Angeles, you still need to shoot three commercials and attend six signing ceremonies. These are all contractual responsibilities that you must fulfill."
"Okay, no problem." Yang Mo nodded and agreed. After receiving so much money, how could he not do something?
"Also, I watched your game tonight. I found that you were not particularly happy when you played. You always felt that your hands were tied. What's going on?"
"Wade is back." Yang Mo said leisurely, feeling quite helpless.
"Well, this is indeed a problem." Lu Xueman frowned when he heard this. After a while, he analyzed: "Wade is the leader of the Heat. Although you have performed strongly recently, after all, you still lack some foundation, and your strength is still lacking.
You can't compare to him, and he's still in his prime. If you ask him to grow old, you definitely can't wait for him to take over, and if you ask him to force him away, you definitely can't do it. Then...you have only one way to go.
"
"What way?" Yang Mo quickly asked.
"I submitted a transaction application myself." Lu Xueman said word by word.
"You mean you want me to leave Miami?" Yang Mo couldn't help but screamed after hearing this.
"Otherwise, do you have a better way?" Lu Xueman said very seriously: "I'm not kidding, you are not the kind of person who can be subordinate to others. You are eager to control a team. And in Miami, you can't do it within five years.
It's impossible to achieve this goal, you will always be Wade's prey here."
"But, I can't do such a betrayal. Mr. Pat Riley is very good to me, Wade is very good to me, and the whole of Miami is very good to me." Yang Mo said very sadly. He has always been very kind to me.
I never thought about betraying my old employer.
"Then let's finish this season." Lu Xueman waved his hand and turned around to go to bed. Yang Mo, however, froze on the spot, still thinking about what Lu Xueman said.
