Yang Mo suddenly started talking trash, and Derrick Rose couldn't resist it. He was a little stunned. He didn't expect that trash talk could be so repetitive. And at the moment when he was stunned, Yang Mo had already changed from him.
The left side flashed past quickly. By the time he tried to block it, it was already too late. Yang Mo quickly rushed across the center line, stopped two steps away from the three-point line, and jumped directly to shoot... Whoa!
The basketball hit the net. A precise three-pointer directly penetrated the US team's net.
If Yang Mo is a killer, then he is definitely the most dangerous kind, and he will seal his throat at the sight of blood.
Old K saw Yang Mo score at such a close distance, and he finally understood why Yang Mo was said to be the best player in the NBA. This kind of scoring was so brutal, it was so easy to catch, completely superior to any tactics.
He subconsciously took a breath of air and reached out to touch his bald chin. The matter was more difficult than he thought. The rules of fiba are not like the NBA, and the game time is not as long as the NBA. Therefore, with Yang Mo's physical fitness, he can maintain his 30s or 40s.
Minutes are not a big problem, and this is not a series. The outcome is determined by one game. It is really hard to say who will win or lose.
Old K lost confidence for the first time. He had a premonition that the dream team would be here tonight.
At this time, the American team had already launched an attack. They were very fast, but the young man from the Chinese team ran without hesitation and quickly fell into a defensive position. Yang Mo followed Kevin closely.
When Durant was around, he didn't give him any chance to attack. He pestered him and talked trash: "Do you believe I didn't let you get ten points in the whole game?"
Kevin Durant rolled his eyes at Yang Mo and thought Yang Mo was too arrogant.
"Do you think ten points is too high? Five points is better." Yang Mo didn't think he was arrogant at all. Instead, he raised the price for Kevin Durant.
When Durant heard this, he couldn't help being a little angry. He retorted rudely: "Do you think you are God? Are you saying that if I don't get five points, I won't get five points? Michael Jordan doesn't get five points either."
There's no way I could get below five points."
"It's a pity that I'm not Michael Jordan, I'm Yang Mo." Yang Mo smiled faintly, took advantage of the situation and increased his defensive efforts, and then laughed and said: "Look, you can't even catch the ball now, how can you get it?"
Five points? If this continues, you will most likely not get even one point!"
"You!" Durant was so angry that he raised his hands high and shouted to Rose, who was holding the ball: "Give me the ball, give me the ball!"
Originally, the U.S. team used a two-point guard tactic. How could one ball be enough to score points in a positional battle? Now Kevin Durant had to insert a crossbar, which could only stop the entire team's offensive system, and then Rose lobbed the ball in.
And at the moment when Rose passed the ball, Yang Mo, who was still defending from behind, suddenly spun around and went directly in front of Durant. His positioning skills were really bad. When Yang Mo got stuck,
In front of Durant, it is impossible for Durant to move. After all, Yang Mo has abnormal strength, amazing positioning skills, and has the basketball experience of the basketball god. How could Durant surpass it?
Therefore, he could only stand behind Yang Mo and watch helplessly as Yang Mo jumped up and easily picked off the basketball.
After Yang Mo easily picked off the basketball, he immediately launched a fast break. When he charged at full speed, Rose and Westbrook, two guys known for their physical fitness, could only fall behind and watched Yang Mo rush into the penalty area and dunk successfully.
Less than twenty seconds into the game, Yang Mo had already scored five points.
This kind of explosive scoring power is simply unparalleled, and the most important thing is that he can explode anytime and anywhere, unlike some players who have to be at a specific time and place to explode in the small universe.
drop!
Coach K asked for a timeout. He felt that he had to think of a move to deal with Yang Mo. But at this time, Yang Mo was no longer the Yang Mo who couldn't pass the ball. If he wanted to subdue Yang Mo, he could only use double teams.
And as soon as you double-team, he will pass the ball, and other players will be open. This is the so-called tactical destructive power. The Magic team died on this. The Celtics' last choice was to let Yang Mo score, but
This is the finals of the World Championships, not the second round of the Eastern Conference playoffs. This is a game that determines the outcome, and the game time is only 40 minutes.
"Double team! We must double team! Iguodala, Rudy Gay, you come on the field, you replace Westbrook and Kevin Love respectively. The other three people, you have to defend the other baby soldiers of the Chinese team. They
It’s not scary at all, understand?” Coach K said calmly: “We have to speed up the pace on the offensive end, we have to play run-and-gun!”
"But...Yang's running and gun running is also very good." At this time, Eric Gordon on the side mentioned Yang Mo's greatness in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter so much, let's make adjustments first." Coach K decided to take it one step at a time. There is no time for him to be tactically careful now. After all, this is a game and the timeout time is limited.
Old K is a famous coach of the generation. He believes that his reaction ability can make quick adjustments as the game changes. But unfortunately, Yang Mo is not a regular coach at all. He comes from a wild background, and his football skills
The team is more changeable, and the tactical changes are like an antelope hanging its horns, which is impossible to predict.
Yang Mo also made substitutions as soon as he returned to the court: "I have a hunch, I have a hunch that the US team will offer me. So next we have to play shooters. Ju Mingxin, Gu Cheng, you go, Xiao Zhang, Xiao Guo, you guys take a rest."
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After Yang Mo finished adjusting the personnel, the whistle sounded and the game started again.
When the game restarted and the Chinese team stepped onto the court, Old K saw the changed lineup and couldn't help but be shocked: Can this guy see the future? How did he know that I was going to double-team him? How did he know to put in two shooters?
Old K was horrified. But Yang Mo still chased Durant and kept attacking him verbally: "Aren't you going to score? Why couldn't you catch the ball just now? Aren't you very powerful? You
Didn’t you say that you are very powerful under fiba’s rules? Why are you still giving me a bruise and a swollen face?”
"Don't be too proud, the game has just begun."
"You were in such a mess at the beginning, won't it be even more miserable in the future? You were five points behind at the beginning. After the game is over, shouldn't you lose by thirty or even forty points? This should be the loss of your dream team.
The biggest score, right? Thinking of setting a historical record makes me a little excited!"
"You..." Faced with Yang Mo's verbal attack, Durant had no power to fight back. His mouth was only used for smoking hookah.
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