The True Colors of Youth Chapter 187 The Worst Class
During the transition between offense and defense, Long Xiaochuan advanced with the ball. Looking at the five opponents waiting for him like mountains, he felt extraordinary pressure.
He looked at his teammates. Everyone looked nervous and anxious, and they urgently needed to score a goal to stabilize their morale.
Long Zaiyuan took the initiative to run over to respond, and used his body's pick-and-roll support to make a hand-to-hand pass. Long Xiaochuan found a breakthrough space and took advantage of the situation to reach the free throw line.
The Tomahawks' defense was extremely tight. Just as he was about to start a layup, Coach Jiang on the left stepped forward to block the pass, Coach Wang on the right blocked the passing route, and Xing Wei was chasing behind him to steal the ball.
Under attack from three sides, he could only take off and throw in a hurry. The basketball passed Coach Jiang's fingertips with a high parabola and hit the board into the basket.
The first confrontation between the two sides was very exciting, and the children on the sidelines burst into exclamations and cheers.
However, anyone with a discerning eye can see the huge gap in strength between the two sides. The Thunder Training Team relies solely on their personal abilities and cannot compete with the Tomahawk Team.
When the Tomahawks parachuted into Yucun, they were completely at the level of dimensionality reduction. Coach Yang, the insider, could obviously defeat Pan Lei with his body alone, but he would not engage in meaningless physical exertion with Pan Lei under the basket, but would instead mention free throws.
Near the line, the defender supports the pick-and-roll. At the same time, the two baseline players will cross and change positions in a wide range.
At this time, Pan Lei stood alone under the basket and was at a loss. He went up to defend, but there was no one inside to protect the frame. If he didn't go up to defend, his teammates would definitely have a loophole in their four-and-five defense.
He wailed in his heart, what should he do in this situation? Brother Chuan never taught him...
As expected, there was no action on his side. Yang Yaye and Sun Changxing were stunned for a moment and found that the opponent they were marking was nowhere to be seen.
By the time they started to pursue the defense, the basketball had been widely transferred among the four opponent's hands, and Xing Wei passed it directly to the open player on the left baseline.
The opponent is simple and direct, just take the ball and shoot it, and the basketball will hit the net.
The Thunder training team once again organized an attack, and Long Xiaochuan was severely restricted. Coach Jiang was guarding the front, and Xing Weiruo was off the ground to double-team and contain him, compressing his passing and control space.
Long Xiaochuan was forced to distribute the ball, and the basketball was finally handed over to Long Zaiyuan.
The temporary referee king on the field widened his eyes and unconsciously slowed down, wanting to see how this former "Gandong Lone Wolf" would deal with it.
The scene in his mind came back to the scene when Long Zaiyuan dominated the wild court, fighting alone as soon as he got the ball, one against five. Especially the scene where Long Zaiyuan passed four people, and finally flew to dunk the big center. That was
It shocked Qiandong for a whole year, and many old guys performed amazing operations that they will never forget.
However, he was disappointed. Long Zaiyuan no longer had the sharpness of the past. He made a tentative step with the ball and suddenly passed it out.
The basketball hit the ground and passed quickly, directly to the hands of Yang Yaye who ran quickly to get rid of the defense.
At this time, Yang Yaye was as fast as the wind, receiving the basketball just in time and getting up to shoot a pull-up jumper.
Wang Meng raised the 2-point gesture professionally, but with a smile on his face, he had no intention of making any subsequent "2-point effective" action.
He didn't think the goal could be scored.
Sure enough, Yang Yaye was obviously shooting from an open position, but Coach Yang, who was under the basket, had a huge range of protection for the frame. He suddenly rushed out and delivered a shocking block like a volleyball player's smash.
The basketball was shot directly and flew to the other half!
Long Xiaochuan ignored his admiration and immediately turned around to chase after him.
How could he compare to Xing Wei, who had predicted and started in advance?
After Xing Wei easily picked up the basketball, he still had enough energy to look back, and then he took three slow steps in front of Long Xiaochuan for a layup.
Long Xiaochuan was not that kind of barbaric player with no character. Since he couldn't block or stop him, he slowed down in advance.
Both sides focus on being stable and not getting hurt.
In just two offensive rounds, the score had reached 7:2, and the Tomahawks easily widened the gap.
Long Xiaochuan shouted to the brothers to stabilize their mentality, play slowly this time and try to score a goal first.
With the tacit understanding during this period, his teammates knew where he wanted to hit Pan Lei, and they all moved to cooperate.
Until then, Wang Meng nodded subtly. Basketball is not a sport for one person. Some people only follow the basketball with their eyes and do not realize the importance of running without the ball at all.
Strong teams precisely achieve the ultimate in details such as running without the ball and moving the ball in a wide range, so that the offense can be played with ease.
Pan Lei had already invaded the three-second zone, Long Xiaochuan made a sudden pass to Long Zaiyuan, and Long Zaiyuan received the ball and passed it to the basket with a fake shot.
Pan Lei took the ball and dribbled it, turned around and faced the basket, attracting Coach Yang's close attention, and then passed the ball to Sun Changxing on the outside again.
Sun Changxing knew that his shooting would follow Yang Yaye's footsteps, dribbling back to outside the three-point line and then passing the ball inside again.
At this time, there was no defensive player in front of Pan Lei, and Coach Yang was stuck behind him. He only had to stick out his butt and reach out step by step to complete the "negative angle reverse basket".
Seeing the basketball spinning towards the backboard and entering the basket just by wiping the board, many people were already happy and ready to celebrate.
Unexpectedly, Coach Wang, who was originally guarding Sun Changxing, suddenly jumped over and directly jumped high and pushed the basketball onto the backboard.
Du Gangnan, who was watching the game from the sidelines, lost his voice and said, "Holy shit, is this okay?"
He plays power forward and plays the same position as Coach Wang. He thinks that if it were him, it would be very difficult to defend to the three-point line and then chase back to the basket. He would never be able to cross the line in a very short time.
Take off and complete the nail board cap.
Also sitting in the row were Gao Fu and Gong Zhengyang. They were just lazily playing with their mobile phones and playing beads, vowing to continue the strike to the end.
At this time, they had sat upright. They looked at each other and both saw horror in each other's eyes. However, one saw the impeccable team defense, while the other was concerned about the speed of the Tomahawks' transition between offense and defense.
Pan Lei was still angry and regretful that his good shot was ruined, punching his fists and stamping his feet. When he looked up, he found that Coach Yang had already sprinted past half court.
By the time he ran across the center line out of breath, Coach Yang had easily scored a goal and returned to defense.
The two met in the center circle, and Coach Yang smiled slightly. Pan Lei instantly felt like he had suffered 10,000 points of damage...
He quickly signaled to his teammates: "Mine, mine."
Long Xiaochuan gasped and waved his hands. No one would blame him. The change just now was too sudden. The whole team was feeling regretful. They were stunned and were hit by someone who quickly counterattacked.
At this time, he began to feel discouraged. Is this the true strength of a strong team?
He considers himself to have seen the world, participated in Cuba, and played high-level field games. He knows a thing or two about whether he is an academic or a wild player. But today, in front of the Tomahawks, for the first time he understood what offensive rhythm is.
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Long Zaiyuan reminded everyone: "Pay attention to the opponent's movement without the ball. Winning or losing is not important. The key is to learn and understand!"