NBA: I am a master dealer

Chapter 43 Give me the last ball!

There are still 48 seconds left.

Instead of a timeout, UCLA pushed quickly on LaVine's possession.

At this time, there are actually two ways to play.

The NCAA offensive round time is 35 seconds. Under such circumstances, UCLA can play one quickly.

But generally, don't do that.

Because Indiana is leading now, it's okay to make a quick play, but if you don't make it, the team will be in danger.

and so.

According to common sense, UCLA will play steadily to achieve a success rate, first to equalize the score, or to overtake.

Finally, make a strict defense.

That way you don't lose the initiative.

But no one expected that LaVine didn't control the rhythm at all and directly advanced to the top of the arc.

then.

Everyone is stupid.

This guy shoots a three-pointer straight away.

For the success rate, two points are the safest, after all, the closer you are to the basket, the easier it is to score.

Shooting three-pointers is completely a gamble.

In the words of the famous commentator Zhang Guidance: Messing around...

That's right!

At this critical moment, LaVine still made a three-pointer, which is just messing around.

Most importantly, he had Davidson in front of him, and Walton behind him also jumped up to block the shot.

In this case, if you want to invest, unless you open it...

Ah!
Just like Xue Liancheng's 100% hit skill, otherwise, the chance of hitting is almost like luck.

really.

As soon as he took the three-pointer, Xue Liancheng felt that the ball was too crooked.

He rushed in immediately, about to snatch this crucial rebound.

but.

At this time, the whistle rang.

Xue Liancheng was dumbfounded.

The Indiana players were dumbfounded.

The old man Kelin on the sidelines was also dumbfounded.

The referee gestured that it was a three-point foul, that is three free throws!

This is so...

It's like stabbing a knife in the heart.

Xue Liancheng looked up at the big screen.

At this time, LaVine's shooting action just now is being played back on the big screen.

From the front angle, Davidson's defense was clean and he didn't even make contact with LaVine.

Followed by.

Changed the camera to play back, and Walton behind him jumped up to block the shot. From this angle, it was even more ok.

Because Walton was just interfering, there was no real attempt to forcibly block LaVine at all.

That is to say...

Is this a misjudgment?

The old man Kelin was impatient, and immediately went to the referee, "Sir, can you tell me, where is the foul?"

"Are you questioning me?" The referee said coldly with a dark face.

"I just want to know, where is the foul on this ball?" Old man Klin's face was equally ugly.

If the ball was called a shooting foul, it would be three free throws.

LaVine's free throw percentage is 85%+, which is very accurate.

If all three free throws are made, UCLA will overtake the score. In the little time left, it is equivalent to driving Indiana into the abyss.

If only two free throws were scored, it would be a tie.

It's also extremely unfair to Indiana.

After all, they fought desperately for the entire game, and finally saw the dawn of victory. As a result, a penalty from the referee plunged them into a dark situation.

It would be difficult for anyone to change.

"Kicked..." The referee pointed to Walton who was not far away.

Old man Kelin was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the screen again.

at this time.

The screen is still playing back.

Walton did have a kicking motion, but from this camera angle, it is not really seen, after all, the two footsteps coincide.

No one knows whether it was kicked or not.

But the problem is that Walton is just an unconscious action, but LaVine leans forward and kicks back with his heels. Even if he encounters it, it is LaVine's own problem.

It is far below the level of violating the cylinder.

How can they be punished for defensive shooting fouls?

The old man Kelin was very unwilling and asked, "Is this a shooting foul? Are you sure?"

"I'm very sure, what's the problem?" The referee couldn't doubt it at all.

In fact, there are many times when the referee will make a misjudgment.

After all, referees are also human beings with a pair of eyes and two ears. It is normal that they cannot see clearly or hear clearly.

But generally speaking, when the whistle blows, a penalty must be made.

There are very few cases where the sentence is changed.

Unless the playback lens is really clean, so clean that you can't catch any problems.

Ok……

This is a typical way of admitting mistakes, but I will not correct them.

The authority of referees cannot be challenged on the field.

Old man Kelin obviously understood this too. He tried to calm down, thought for a while, waved to Walton, and asked, "Did you kick Zack?"

"No!" Walton didn't even think about it, shaking his head like a rattle.

Old Man Klin looked at the referee, "Did you hear that?"

"If he said no, then there would be no?"

The referee snorted, "What I saw with my own eyes is absolutely unmistakable."

"Wang Defa..." Old Man Kelin was completely angry.

The referee glared, "What did you say? Say it again?"

In fact, the old man Kelin questioned the referee with foul language like this, which is absolutely not allowed.

Even if Klin is directly given a technical foul now, it is reasonable.

But the referee didn't do that, and he didn't know if it was because of a guilty conscience, or because he really didn't hear the phrase "Wang Defa".

The old man Kelin was resentful, and he didn't dare to say anything: "..."

But in the bottom of my heart, I have already greeted the referee's eighteen generations of ancestors.

The result is already like this.

Powerless to change.

In the end, LaVine went to the free throw line.

The first free throw, hit steadily.

During the second penalty, everyone became nervous, and many people held their breath.

Because the second free throw is hit, it's a tie.

The audience and people at UCLA are in prayer.

And everyone in Indiana is in a state of mind.

Uh... It should be said that Hash is the exception.

But this didn't affect LaVine at all, and he made a free throw and hit again.

The old man Kelin spat heavily, but he had to lift his spirits to watch LaVine's third free throw.

Bend your knees.

Raise your hand.

The ball glides over your fingertips.

It spun like a top, and finally there was a bang.

Players on both sides were desperately stuck in the basket, and Xue Liancheng's heart was raised in his voice.

With the ball, it hit the atrium one after another.

After three bounces, the ball finally obediently entered the frame.

this moment.

Everyone in Indiana, the blood is cold.

65:64
was overtaken.

Only the last 42 seconds left.

The old man Kelin waved his hand and quickly called the last short pause.

"Now we only have the last attack left. Davidson holds the ball and tries to rush to the basket quickly. If he succeeds, he immediately returns to the defense."

"If you encounter a flank attack, immediately find a way to pass the ball to Xue and let Xue organize."

"I won't arrange tactics, Xue, everything is up to you, don't let me down."

"Remember, no matter what happens, you must obey Xue's deployment."

"Also... Noah, pay attention to the rebound, this is our last lifeline, you must defend it."

In just 30 seconds, old man Kelin had no time to arrange too complicated tactics.

The first thing that came to his mind was the scene where Davidson made a surprise attack on the basket and wanted to replicate it.

If it doesn't work, leave the fate to Xue Liancheng.

become.

next round.

not.

go home!
But Xue Liancheng had a different opinion, "Sir, leave the last ball to me."

(End of this chapter)