"Curtis, hey, Curtis, what are you doing? Did you hear us?"
"Oh, I, I heard it." Curtis Tingsheng said with a shake.
"So what do you think?"
"How is it?" The face of the oriental man appeared in Curtis Tingson's mind again. He didn't know what happened to him, but suddenly he stopped speaking.
"What happened? Curtis? Why are you so silent? Isn't this not your usual style?"
"I……"
Oh, damn it, why didn’t I dare to agree readily? Am I afraid of that Oriental center?
Damn it!
As the MVP of the NBDL, how can I become timid just because I blocked a shot? Is this still me, Curtis Stimson?
No! I am determined to join the NBA this season. How can I be intimidated by an Eastern center?
"What's going on? Curtis, do you agree or not? If you don't speak, the timeout will be over!"
The Iowa Energy players urged.
"Okay, let's do it like this." Curtis Tingsheng suddenly agreed.
"Hey, man, this is so cool, it's up to you from now on!" Michael Harry patted Curtis on the shoulder and said.
Curtis St. Tinsheng quickly broke through Andre Ingram's defense. When he saw that it was Travis who came to cover up the defense and not Tang Qian, he felt relieved for no reason. Then a disguised
, it was a three-step layup.
Travis Hyman's feet were not very fast, so as soon as Curtis Stimson swayed slightly, he lost his defensive position and could only allow the latter to easily approach the defender's basket. There was no way he could do it.
This is the usual shortcoming of big inside players. In terms of foot speed, they can never compare to smaller players.
Okay, I’ve got this shot!
Curtis St. Tingson saw that Travis Hyman had lost his defensive position and said secretly in his heart.
But at this moment, a big yellow slap suddenly appeared between Curtis St. Tingson and the defender's basket, like a barrier, causing Curtis St. Tingson to panic immediately.
Blinded.
this……
Curtis St. Tingsheng was in a trance, and the basketball in his hand disappeared. He turned around and saw that the orange-red basketball had appeared three feet away.
Without thinking too much, his layup was blocked.
"Curtis, catch the ball!"
Fortunately, the blocked shot was taken down by the Iowa Energy team. Rick Jackson shouted and sent the basketball in his hand to the team leader again.
Damn it, I was just too careless just now, I must score this goal!
After Curtis St. Tingsheng got the ball, he started to attack again. To be honest, Curtis St. Tingsheng has played basketball for so many years. It is not that he has never faced the inside of the Twin Towers, but the pressure is so great.
This was the first time he had encountered it to this extent.
At this moment, a bald old man walked into the competition hall. He was wearing a simple black Adidas T-shirt, with shorts and leather sandals on his lower body. Yes, you read that right, this is the copy.
It should be summer attire. However, the heating in the competition hall was fully turned on, so if he drove here directly, it would be fine and reasonable.
He had white stubble and a bucket of freshly baked popcorn in his hand. He found a corner with few people and sat down casually.
No one knew the identity of this bald old man, so his appearance did not cause any waves.
Back to the game, Curtis St. Tingson attacked again.
Facing the strong pressure from the defenders' inner twin towers, Curtis St. Tingson gritted his teeth and launched a breakthrough for the second time.
Travis Heyman has limited mobility, so he stands relatively forward. This makes it easier to enter and exit the three-second zone at any time, so as not to accidentally commit a defensive three-second violation.
Tang Qian stood further back and inside the defender. Because he moved very fast, he could still be distracted from making up the protective basket while taking care of Patrick Christopher.
In Curtis St. Timson's mind, Travis Hyman actually didn't pose much of a threat. If he was the only one inside the defender, he would have just charged in without saying a word.
But now there is Tang Qian standing behind Travis Heyman, so he no longer dares to act as he pleases.
However, there is not much time left for the Iowa Energy to attack. Since they have already attacked once before, the time left for Curtis St. Tingson this time is undoubtedly more pressing. He does not have much room to think about it. On the rebound
The 24-second timer, silently, had already reached the red 3.
Damn it, I can’t care so much anymore, just go ahead and do it!
Curtis St. Tingsheng was heartbroken and rushed forward with a basketball. Travis Hyman wanted to follow him, but his speed was too fast.
Okay, I’ve got one, there’s only one left!
Curtis St. Tingsheng's prediction was correct. After he broke through Travis Hyman's defense, Tang Qian immediately caught up with him. With his hands spread out, he was guarding the defender's position.
Inside center.
There are only 2 seconds left on the timer, which also means that Curtis St. Tingson loses the room to pass the ball. If he wants to avoid being sentenced to a 24-second offensive violation, he has no choice but to attack by himself.
Strengthen yourself.
Tang Qian's face was as dull as ever. As the team's center, the more intense the defensive moment, the more he needs to be calm. What's more, the current offensive and defensive situation is actually more favorable to him. Why do you say this? Because of the attack time
Due to the limit of 2 seconds, Curtis Shi Tingsheng can no longer choose to pass the ball, so Tang Qian only needs to block Curtis Shi Tingsheng's attack with all his strength.
It was obviously the attacking side that had the initiative, but when facing this Eastern center, Curtis St. Tingson's heart was reversed, and a vague sense of passivity suddenly emerged.
Bastard, you can't think any more, you must take action immediately!
Curtis Tingson glanced at the timer, lowered his waist and knees, and prepared to attack.
Or a three-step layup?
Tang Qian was also thinking silently in his mind. As a defender and the team's last line of defense, he had to keep his head calm.
Curtis Tingsheng's body sank slightly, and his dribbling right hand also showed signs of collecting the ball. All of this was a prelude to preparing for a layup. Tang Qian slowly tightened the muscles of his body,
At the same time, his brown-black eyes stared at the other person motionlessly, refusing to miss any movement.
Low hand layup? Master layup?
Tang Qian was making rapid judgments in his head.
The first step, the second step, is here!
At the last second, Curtis St. Tingsheng jumped high, and at the same time slowly raised the basketball with his right hand, as if he was about to lay up... Well, no, that's not right, this feeling is...
Before Tang Qian made his move, he suddenly changed his mind. He no longer followed Curtis Tingsheng's layup line. Instead, he pressed his feet deeply and bent his knees and squatted in place.
Curtis Tingsheng had no time to worry about Tang Qian's actions. Before the timer reached 0, he held the basketball high with his right hand, and then his body did not slide forward, but bounced directly.
Got up.
really!
Is it a throw?
Humph, do you think you can score a goal smoothly this way?
Beautiful thought!!!
Under the surprised gaze of Curtis Tingsheng, Tang Qian instantly jumped into the air, and then stretched his left hand to the limit. From a distance, it looked like a goshawk, waving its wings, about to reach the underworld.
Curtis St. Tingsheng originally thought that the arc of his throw was high enough, but he never thought that after seeing Tang Qiandi take off, he immediately felt a little less confident, and he only regretted why he didn't shoot higher.
.
Bang~
In front of thousands of people in the audience, Tang Qian completed an extremely beautiful hotpot!
Drop~
Along with Tang Qian's block, the 24-second timer also sounded. Iowa Energy's offense violated the timeout.
Curtis Tingsheng didn't come to his senses for several seconds because Tang Qian's block really irritated him.
The toss is also covered?
This must be luck!
This must be luck!!!
I don't believe he has such great rim protection ability!
I do not believe!!!
I want to try again, I must try again, there is no way I can't defeat a yellow man!
impossible!!!
Curtis St. Tingson seemed to be a little hairy. As an excellent NBDL player, he couldn't accept this fact.
The defender attacked, Kareem Rush received Tang Qian's pass and raised his hand to hit a three-pointer.
Brush~
The score between the two teams narrowed again.
The Iowa Energy attacked again, and Curtis St. Tingson seemed to be in a daze. As soon as he got the basketball, he "can't wait" and rushed towards the inside of the defender.
Another throw.
But this time, Curtis St. Tingson obviously increased the arc, making the basketball's trajectory more difficult to block.
But Tang Qian didn't care about this. He kicked off his feet and once again staged a good show of blocking. With a "pop" sound, Curtis St. Tingson's throw failed to touch the basket again and collapsed tragically.
Bottom line.
What???
Curtis St. Tingsheng was a little anxious. After receiving the baseline pass from Rick Jackson, he rushed into the defender's inside without thinking and continued to challenge Tang Qian.
I don’t believe you can fucking cover this!
Curtis Tingson shouted loudly in his heart.
Tang Qian looked up and saw that he chose to give up this time. Why? Because Curtis Tingsheng's ball was not heading towards the basket at all! Such an exaggerated "super arc",
Wherever it was used for shooting, it was almost used for shooting birds! Of course, Tang Qian chose to ignore this outrageous attack. He turned around and was about to pick up the rebound.
Wow~
Curtis St. Tingsheng's "super throw" was just as Tang Qian expected. It was really inaccurate. It didn't even touch the basket and went straight to "cross the bridge."
.
If this were in a FIBA game, Curtis St. Tingson could still stage a "dying struggle" and fight for offensive rebounds by himself. Unfortunately, the NBDL runs the basketball rules of the NBA, so his "big bridge"
"The "three non-contaminations" mean that we can no longer commit suicide and rob ourselves.
So Tang Qian picked up the rebound comfortably, and then staged a wonderful counterattack with Manny Harris.
Curtis Tingson's confidence was somewhat shaken.
Looking at the outline of the Oriental man, he suddenly had an insurmountable illusion.
It's like the defender's basket is half as far away as Los Angeles.
PS: Because I have to work late tomorrow, this chapter will be updated in advance. Thank you everyone for your support of Xiao Zi and Tang Qian~
In a 24-second offense, if the offensive team's basketball is blocked by the defensive team, the 24 seconds will not be reset. Whether it is out of bounds or regained by an offensive team member, the 24-second attack time will continue to run and will not be recalculated.
FIBA's self-shooting and self-stealing rule is that if the referee determines that there is a shooting action, you can steal it, and you can continue dribbling after stealing it. NBA's self-shooting and self-grabbing rule is that after dribbling, your shot must hit the basket and rebound before you can steal it again.
Otherwise, it will be a foul. The criteria for this penalty are one to see whether it is a shot, and the other to see whether it hits the basket. The NBDL runs the NBA game rules, so all regulations are in line with the NBA and different from FIBA.