God of NBA point guards

Chapter 69 Bill Lambiel: I just hovered at the bottom line of the rules, and didn't break through it

With Zhou Quan's breakthrough with the ball, the smiling assassin on the right wing immediately moved quickly along the top of the arc to the left wing.

Jordan followed and ran to the top of the arc. Seeing that Zhou Quan had reached the left elbow, he hesitated for a moment, and immediately changed direction and rushed over.

He can team up with Pippen, who is chasing behind Zhou Quan, and the backup power forward Lewinston who is defending inside. The three of them formed a pincer attack on Zhou Quan in the left elbow area.

But in that case, the assassin would be empty and likely to receive a pass from Zhou Quan.

However, according to all the current data, Zhou Quan's predictive vision is not good enough, the observation of the open space behind him is not in place, and he rarely passes the ball behind him.

In other words, the assassin may not get Zhou Quan's pass, because the next moment the assassin will move behind Zhou Quan.

That's why he chose to double-team. At the same time, his moving direction was between Zhou Quan and the assassin. He wanted to participate in the double-team attack and cut off their passing route.

But at this moment, when the three-person attack was about to take shape, the angle of view changed, and he deviated a step to the left, and Zhou Quan saw a passing route.

One step from the left, passing the left waist, he saw Rodman under the basket, and behind Rodman was an empty basket.

And the Bulls' backup center Spencer King, who is on the low post on the left, is moving the next moment, and he is likely to block the direct channel.

Stopped suddenly, quickly pressed the right hand, and with a bang, dribbled the ball under the crotch, and pulled the ball up with the left hand.

The next moment, the left hand threw the ball violently.

"Whoosh!"

Like a scalpel, the basketball instantly passed through the gap between the Bulls' two big inside substitutes, Spencer King and Lewinston.

"what?"

The next moment, Spencer King moved up a step, and the direct passage disappeared. He felt something fly by and didn't react.

And Rodman under the basket is preparing to grab the offensive rebound with all his strength. When he grabs the rebound, he first observes the path of the ball to predict the landing point, so he is highly concentrated and waits for Zhou Quan to make a shot.

The next moment, he didn't see Zhou Quan take off and shoot, but suddenly saw an orange-red basketball coming out of the gap between the people.

"Snapped!"

Instinctively, he put his hands together and jumped the ball. Fortunately, he didn't jump high. With all his concentration, he immediately grabbed the ball for the second time and held it.

All that's left is to take off easily, put the ball on the basket, then the ball bounces outward, take off a second time, and push the ball into the basket.

"How did it spread?"

Jordan was shocked for a moment.

It was indeed a shock, because he was sure that Iron Fist's pass was definitely not a frontal pass, so how did he see the pass route?
This is not a toss pass, but a scalpel pass. The passer must see the direct channel before he can pass the ball. How can he pass if he can't see it?
"Pretty!"

"The passing of Iron Fist is amazing! His vision is amazing! Is he blinded? It is impossible for normal people to see that route."

In the ESPN commentary booth, Howard shouted in surprise.

"No!"

Winston said with certainty: "Imagination, unparalleled spatial imagination, has this ability. This is talent. Data cannot reflect talent at all. It is a vision that mortals cannot experience. In other words, it belongs to God. vision."

"really?"

Howard was a little confused.

"No, I'm going to watch that rookie, and now he seems to be a bigger threat." Jordan secretly decided.

Next, he really went to stare at Zhou Quan, and the assassin was handed over to Pippen.

After a stalemate for 2 minutes, the two teams tied at 44.

Then Mark Aguirre rose up, facing the Bulls' backup shooting guard Bob Hansen, scored two goals in a row, and the Pistons once again led the Bulls.

Phil Jackson called a timeout, replaced the two main insiders, and replaced the point guard with BJ.

Before going on the court, he warned: "BJ, the Pistons will definitely watch you to fight. Your best way is to prevent the shot but not the rush. If he rushes in, we will pinch him. If you are hit with an iron fist, you will not be able to defend against the breakthrough." Shoot, encourage him to shoot outside."

"clear."

BJ is under a lot of pressure, because today's tactics are so passive, because in the first position, Iron Fist has too much advantage, and they can't defend.

Phil Jackson said to Jordan again: "Michael, you can't switch defenses. If someone else plays BJ, it will be worse."

Jordan nodded. He was very depressed when his No. [-] position was stared at. The configuration of No. [-] position was average, but now when he encountered the monster Iron Fist, the disadvantage became even more obvious.

He has a hidden worry. After meeting in the playoffs, how to solve this problem?

The timeout ends and the Pistons attack.

Catching the ball in the backcourt, Zhou Quan smiled when he saw BJ defending himself, and suddenly accelerated his charge. BJ, who weighed at most [-] kilograms, was hung up and fell behind.

He drove straight into the frontcourt with the ball, and BJ was chasing after him.

"squeak!"

Stopping suddenly at the top of the arc, BJ behind couldn't brake in time, and rushed to the free throw line before stopping. At this time, Zhou Quan had already calmly stood up.

"Don't think about it!"

After throwing away the assassin with one shot, Jordan has rushed over to make up the defense, flew up from the right wing, and blocked the block with a big hand.

"not good!"

But the next moment, he knew he had been shaken, because Zhou Quan didn't get up.

Zhou Quan squatted down, Jordan flew past in front, and only then did he pass the ball to the assassin on the right wing.

The assassin catches the ball and jumps, and makes a three-point shot, like the most cold-blooded assassin stabbing the sword in his hand at the target without any hesitation.

"brush!"

Splashes appeared and a three-pointer was hit.

"Oh hoo!"

The ball made the Palace of Auburn Hills boil, and the Assassin fans were extremely excited.

"25! 25! 25..."

They chanted this number in unison, that was the most glorious time of the smiling assassin, even overshadowing the moment of winning the championship.

The Bulls attacked, Jordan also shot a three-pointer, but missed, Rodman grabbed the rebound and passed it to the assassins.

The assassin went down with all his strength, dropped Jordan, rushed to the basket and flew to the basket.

"Snapped!"

But at this moment, Grant suddenly rushed down from the left, flew to block, and slapped the ball.

At the same time, because he was unable to brake in the air, his bent right knee directly flew the assassin into the air. With a bang, the assassin fell to the floor and rolled over twice before stopping.

"Asshole! Asshole..."

The assassin felt the pain in his body was unbearable, and under the mania, he was so angry that he couldn't stop cursing.

"Oh! Hush!"

After the audience exclaimed, boos immediately broke out.

Seeing Mark Aguirre, whose face changed drastically, rushing towards the assassin, Zhou Quan shouted at Jordan: "Michael Jordan, now it's your turn to be bad boys."

Jordan also knew that Grant's blocking action was too big just now, but he couldn't show weakness in front of Zhou Quan, so he immediately defended Grant and said: "Nonsense, he didn't do it on purpose, it was a normal physical confrontation, in line with the rules Actions."

Zhou Quan smiled gently, but his eyes were cold.

A small point guard flying inside from the side to block a layup, with no protective measures at all, let his body collide with the assassin in the air. From the rules, there is indeed no problem, and the normal body collision confrontation after the block is blocked.

However, the original defense of the Bad Boys Corps also had no problem in terms of rules. If there was, the alliance would naturally punish it.

So, the rules, then use the rules.

Laws have loopholes, let alone rules?

Bill Lambiel was right when he said that I was just hovering at the bottom line of the rules, and did not break through it.

(End of this chapter)