Basketball starts with breathing

Chapter 106 Bill Cartwright's Decision

40:32
The score was pulled into single digits, and Arizona hurriedly requested a timeout.

They have to hold on to the mentality to keep Gonzaga's morale down.

Arizona head coach Jim Roseborough roared at his players like an enraged lion: "Are you sleepwalking? I don't think you want to win this game. It's like Tintin who can't get up."

He turned his head and scolded Arenas: "Albert, your defense is too bad, the other players have no strength to compete with us, but you can't even defend the opponent's number 10, he is in front of you It's as easy as crossing the road in the morning."

Arenas bowed his head.

"Is it useful to bow your head? How can you let No. 10 shoot so easily in front of you? He is still an injured player. If he hadn't been injured, would we just admit defeat and go home, I'm ashamed of you!"

When Arenas played again, his eyes were murderous and his eyes were red: "Lu Yu, I won't let you score easily in front of me again!"

Arenas accelerated to the bottom line, Lu Yu was injured in his right hand and did not dare to compete too much, so he could only take Arenas away when he saw a good situation, Arenas faced Casey Green's interference with a throw and scored the ball.

Lu Yu has to admit that Arenas' scoring ability is indeed very strong.

It was Gonzaga's turn to attack, and Lu Yu's right hand was inconvenient, so the ball wouldn't be in his hand for too long. It was more of a quick pass between other players trying to tear Arizona's defense apart.

Soon there was a hole in Lu Yu. After he caught the ball, he rushed in from the left side. Arenas was caught off guard and was rushed out of a breakthrough route by Lu Yushengsheng.

"Don't try to shoot!"

Loren Woods made it up. With his height of [-] meters and a long wingspan, he was sure to interfere with Lu Yu's shot.

Lu Yu showed a smile on the corner of his mouth.

His left hand wrapped the ball behind his back, and Woods felt tight. Does he want to play another elbow pass?
Unfortunately, he made a mistake. This time, Lu Yu just passed the ball from behind, and the basketball flew diagonally from his back and passed Woods' defense.

Casey Green, who had already figured it out, took a step back and caught the ball with a slam dunk.

As soon as Lu Yu stopped, he heard a "bang" from the basket, and then saw Casey Green dangling arrogantly on the basket.

42:34
The score difference came to eight points again. In the next few rounds, the two sides went back and forth, and the score soared rapidly.

Gonzaga University played better and better under Lu Yu's organization. They held the score tightly, but everyone knew that the injury on Lu Yu's hand was a potential danger, and finally this danger appeared.

"drop!"

The referee's whistle sounded, Arenas' thugs fouled, Lu Yu hugged the right hand that Arenas hit hard, and squatted on the floor in pain for a long time, unable to straighten up.

Teammates all gathered around to ask about the situation.

Mark Foyo complained to the referee: "He fouled on purpose. Lu Yu dribbled the ball with his left hand for a layup, but he hit Lu Yu's right hand. This should give him a technical foul."

He was chattering on the sidelines, and the referee was annoyed by him. He endured not to give him a technical foul, but explained to him impatiently: "Basketball confrontation is a normal thing, and it's just a thug, you know that your players have Injury, why let him play, can I tell the players on the court that I can't foul him because he is injured?"

"..." Mark Foyo was speechless.

He knew that what the referee said was okay, but he was too selfish. In fact, he also wanted to win the game, or he would not agree to Lu Yu's request, and he also wanted to make a strong mark in his coaching career. Pen isn't it?

The guilt in Mark Foyo's heart kept coming up, and he shouted to the court: "Lu Yu, come down, it doesn't matter if you lose this game, the big deal is that I will come back next year!"

He said I would come back next year, not us.

Because he knew that Lu Yu would go to the draft this year.

Lu Yu, who was squatting on the ground, raised his head, didn't speak, just shook his head slightly, Mark Foyo saw a kind of persistence, a kind of belief in Lu Yu's eyes.

In an instant, he knew that Lu Yu would not listen to him this time.

Mark Foyou sighed and didn't apply for a substitution to the technical desk. He just returned to the bench and sat down heavily. He didn't know whether this decision was right or wrong, but he understood that if he replaced Lu Yu, he might not be able to do so in the future. He will be resented by Lu Yu for a long, long time.

The referee walked up to Lu Yu and asked, "How is it? Can we still fight? Do you want to make a substitution?"

Lu Yu waved his hand, stood up and jumped a few times, indicating that he was fine.

The Gonzaga fans, who had been worried for a long time, finally put their hearts back on their throats. They began to boo Arenas loudly. They didn't calm down until Lu Yu walked to the free throw line.

Lu Yu stood firmly on the free throw line, the camera was aimed at him, and everyone on the big screen could see Lu Yu's pale face and his right hand that was still shaking.

No one spoke, even Doug Collins, the commentator who had been teasing Lu Yu, was silent.

They just stared at Lu Yu silently. In their hearts, apart from shock, there was an indescribable feeling, which might be moved or respect. Everyone felt Lu Yu's determination to win.

Lu Yu's free throw was still a left-handed shot, but as soon as the ball was released, the audience found that the force was weak, and it was a three-point non-stick. If there were players who could make a three-point free throw in normal times, they would definitely be laughed to death, but there was no one at the scene. People laughed.

The referee threw the ball to Lu Yu and signaled a second penalty.

Lu Yu took a deep breath. This time, he didn't use his right hand to help him, but just held the basketball with his left hand, flicked the ball with his fingertips, and the basketball flew into the basket.

67:60
Only seven points difference.

All the fans stood up and applauded for Lu Yuneng's penalty, not only Gonzaga fans, but also Arizona fans all stood up.

At this moment, they are not opposing fans.

At this moment, they all sincerely supported Lu Yu.

At this moment, Lu Yu is their basketball god.

Lu Yu endured the pain and ran back, his right hand was still shaking, but he didn't pay attention to it. At this moment, he only had two words in his heart, "defense"!
Bill Cartwright, the invited commentator for the game, clenched his fist quietly.

He didn't know if Doug Collins, who was sitting next to him, would persuade Michael to choose Lu Yu in the draft, but he would definitely go back and tell Bulls head coach Tim Floyd, no matter what. Lu Yu chose.

On Lu Yu's body, he saw the shadow of his former teammate Michael Jordan.

No, maybe not shadow.

Lu Yu and Michael Jordan are the same people. Nothing can knock them down. In order to win, they will always stand on the court.

There are still three minutes and 40 seconds left in the bright red time of the timer.

The time for decisive battle has come.

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(End of this chapter)