Hall heard the coach's reminder and remembered the screen that Wen Hao had just made for Beverley, and immediately left a three-pointer to prevent being screened by Wen Hao again. The point guard guarding Beverley heard the coach
If so, they were also prepared to defend Wen Hao's cover. The two of them shrank back half a meter almost at the same time.
But just half a meter gave Wen Hao space to hold the ball. He opened his hand and asked Beverley for the ball. Beverley was stunned, then understood and raised his hand to pass the ball to him.
"No!" Hall was shocked. All he did in the past few minutes was prevent Wen Hao from getting the ball. Unexpectedly, he was deceived by Wen Hao and got the ball at this time.
In Hall's mind, it seemed that as long as Wen Hao got the ball, it would definitely turn into an assist. Thinking of this, he tried his best to defend against Wen Hao.
Wen Hao smiled calmly and dribbled the ball toward the gap between Hall and their point guard. In panic, the two men quickly used the "closed door" defense to block Wen Hao.
The smile on Wen Hao's face widened a little, and his dribbling right hand gently backhanded, and the ball flew lightly into Beverley's hands.
Seeing this, the head coach of the Hornets looked anxious, jumped up and shouted: "Go attack him, attack the outside line!"
But it was too late. When Wen Hao attracted the two defenders, Beverly was already empty. After catching the ball, he raised his hand and shot without hesitation. The basketball passed through the air silently with a "swish" sound.
, causing a wave of white waves.
At the same time, the lights turned on and the whistle sounded, and the third quarter ended. The Rockets led 91 to 87 by 4 points. Toyota Center once again became a sea of jubilation.
A commentator slapped the table and shouted: "Did you see it? Did you see it? The Rockets' last attack was so good. When everyone thought Beverley was going to start a singles, the Rockets' No. 5
Suddenly he came up, as if he was going to cover, and then caught the ball unexpectedly. At this time, everyone thought he was going to break through, but they didn't expect that he just took a step and passed back to Beverley with his backhand. At this time, Beverley
No one was guarding him anymore and he easily hit a three-pointer."
"This last attack is simply a textbook attack. You see, the head coach of the Hornets turned green. Since this season, the Hornets have been the most successful team in defending the last attack. Their defensive tactics have made many
Even powerful enemies cannot complete the final attack as they wish. But today, we fell into the hands of an inconspicuous character in the Rockets. It would be strange if he wasn't angry."
"Anyway, the last attack just now was really exciting. I don't know if it was arranged by McHale or if Rockets No. 5 made it on his own initiative." Another commentator said in surprise.
"In my opinion, this is definitely arranged by the coach. As a substitute, Wen Hao only strictly implements the coach's tactical intentions after coming on the field and never dares to make his own decisions. He has to consider his contract. And a
It’s impossible for a player who can’t even hit the ball to suddenly think of such a wonderful combination during the last attack, right?”
"I think so. It should have been arranged by McHale. McHale is indeed a great player back then and a great coach now."
After hearing the praise of McHale from the two commentators, the Hornets head coach looked at the players with a steely face and looked coldly at the players coming off the court. After a moment, he shouted angrily: "What a good thing you did!"
Under the wrath of the head coach, no one of the Hornets players dared to talk back. Although they felt aggrieved, they were running according to the previous tactics. Who knew that a 5-year-old who did not follow the routine would suddenly appear from the Rockets?
number, completely disrupting their defensive plan.
Hall looked up at the coach at this time and said: "Coach, we have tried our best, but No. 5..."
"Shut up!" The head coach interrupted Hall rudely and waved his hand, "You can't even guard a Chinese guy with a ten-day short contract. What do you do for a living?"
Hall gritted his teeth and lowered his head. Wen Hao's smile appeared in his mind. This smile seemed so disgusting to him.
"In the first four minutes of the fourth quarter, guard this guy for me, otherwise, you will continue to go back and sit on the bench for me!" the coach was still angry.
After hearing this, Hall felt resentful, but he did not dare to refute. Although he is a very popular rookie this year, no matter how powerful he is, he is only a rookie and the team's backup shooting guard. If the head coach does not let him play
, he will be deprived of playing time at any time. Without playing time, it’s useless.
At this time, Wen Hao, who had made the assist, turned his head, glanced at Hall lightly, and walked slowly off the court. Beverley caught up from behind, and recalling the feeling of the three-pointer just now, he felt a little strange.
In fact, he didn't expect that Wen Hao would pass the ball back. He was a little hasty when he shot it and didn't feel very good. But the ball just went in. Thinking of this, he patted Wen Hao's butt affectionately and said: "Hey, brother
, Thanks to you coming up to respond to the last attack just now, otherwise I really don’t know how to handle the ball. Especially the last pass, I completely deceived those two idiots of the Hornets. What a great job."
Wen Hao turned to Beverly, smiled, and said, "No matter what, it's good if you win."
After walking off the court, the Rockets players all stood up and applauded Wen Hao, saying that Wen Hao had done a very good job just now.
"Hey, man, after playing three minutes and three assists, are you still a human being?" Harden said with a laugh.
"I think if you were to play point guard, Paul would be out of business." Sparks joked on the side.
"Coach, I'll put Wen on the bench for the next game. Anyway, Brewer's foot injury hasn't healed yet, and Wen played so well." Beverley also spoke for Wen Hao.
To everyone's surprise, McHale looked at Wen Hao with a livid face and said coldly: "Wen Hao, who gave you the order just now to move like that? This is completely inconsistent with my tactical intention."
…
Everyone on Team Rocket was stunned for a moment. Wen Hao was a little confused and said: "Boss..."
"Don't call me boss. Did you call me boss?" McHale looked extremely unkind.
Wen Hao was a little confused: "Coach, I..."
"I said, you are not suitable for the Rockets. When the ten-day contract is over, you will leave the Toyota Center."
At this moment, like a bolt from the blue, Wen Hao's mind went blank. He couldn't understand at all. He clearly assisted his teammates in the final attack and scored three points, but instead he became a sinner? Was he going to be kicked out of the team?
He didn't understand, and neither did everyone in the Rockets. Everyone looked at each other, wondering what mistake Wen Hao had made. If he was kicked out of the team just because the ball didn't move according to tactics, wouldn't it be unreasonable? What if?
Is that the last second of the fourth quarter? If Wen Hao moves like that, the Rockets will win. If Wen Hao pulls away like others, then the Rockets will most likely lose. At the last moment of the game, regardless of the movement
Good or bad, as long as you can win, it is a good goal. The head coach will not understand this truth. But why is he so harsh on Wen Hao?
No. 11 looked at Wen Hao's dull expression and shook his head. The head coach had decided so, and there was nothing he could do. He walked over, patted Wen Hao on the shoulder, and said, "Even if I want to leave, I have to get it tonight."
Give your best performance.”
Wen Hao came out of his daze and looked at No. 11 blankly: "Can I still play?"
No. 11 smiled and pointed at Harden: "He hasn't had enough rest yet, and Brewer is injured. If you don't play, no one will play."
Hearing the words of No. 11, Wen Hao turned to look at the head coach and then at No. 11. No. 11 was smiling at him. To Wen Hao, who had just suffered a major blow, this smile was as warm as an angel. In
Under the warmth of this smile, he gradually came to his senses: "Yes, no matter whether you can stay in the Rockets or not, as a player, as long as you play, you must try your best!"
