NBA Tyrant

Anthony stood up angrily, his eyes shining fiercely, but not towards Howard, but at the referee who was staring at the bottom line.

"Referee, foul! Didn't you see that he blocked the foul just now? This is not blowing?"

Anthony gritted his teeth and pointed angrily at Tekoglu, who had just stood up.

Tekoglu gave a disdainful look and bent down to grab the basketball on the ground.

"I don't need you to teach me, I can see it clearly, he stood motionless, there was absolutely no foul, but I should have blown you for an offensive foul, but this is the Pepsi Center, I have already secretly spared you once! Do you still have an opinion?"

The bottom line referee did not instigate Anthony, and responded to Anthony coldly, put the whistle on his chest in front of his mouth, and stared at Anthony.

It seems that as soon as Anthony beeps one more word, the whistle will be blown.

Seeing the referee's movements, Anthony turned around in a daze, not daring to say anything more.

"Haha! Anthony, you're at this level, you can't score yourself, so you want to ask the referee for a whistle?"

Howard ran past Anthony and looked at Anthony with a sneer.

"Get away, rookie, next time I'll easily get past you and score inside, hum, do you want face? "

Cut, it's as if you passed me and finished scoring, if you hadn't collected the ball and passed it, I would have been able to fan the ball away with a slap just now and give you a big hot pot!"

Francis came with the ball, and this time Howard didn't ask for the ball, and after making a cover for Battier at the corner, he blocked Andre Miller.

Then he turned around and squeezed inside with Marcus Camby, and the two fought hand-to-hand all the way, but it was obvious that Camby's slimming board was completely useless and kept retreating.

Battier took cover to get around the baseline, received a pass from Francis, and cut inside.

Camby and Howard were battling it out, with Martin staring at Turkoglou in the other corner, and Andre Miller being blocked by Howard and having to chase after Battier.

In other words, there was no one to defend in front

of Battier! It was very rare to see Battier yell, rush to the basket, and directly slam a strong dunk at the empty basket.

Howard looked at Battier who landed on the basket, his eyes widened, his face was full of surprise and shock, his mouth was wide open and his head was in his hands, he looked at Battier in a daze, but he didn't forget to run back at his feet.

"What did I see, what did Battier dunk? He dunked? Oh my God! I read that right!"

"What FK!"

Andre Miller slapped the falling basketball and angrily walked to the baseline to serve.

The Magic's bench was already very lively and cheerful at this time, and Nelson began to jump and frantically throw the towel again, shouting something in his mouth and smiling.

Stevenson stood up and covered his mouth and shook his head, his face full of incredulity.

Garriti leaned back and leaned on Cato's shoulder, shrugging happily on both shoulders.

It's no wonder that everyone on the Magic team was shocked and happy, in their impression, the well-mannered Battier had never dunked even in the team's practice before.

I haven't performed any dunk moves, but I didn't expect to have a shocking dunk in the actual game tonight.

"Mr. President, please take my knee!" Francis

made a one-knee motion as Battler came over as he stepped back to the Magic halfcourt.

"Haha, I just watched Howard dunk a big dunk on the other side, and I felt very excited, and I just felt a good opportunity in the face of an empty basket, so I wanted to simply dunk one, and I also asked everyone to boost morale, hehe!" Battier

pulled Francis up with some embarrassment and knocked each other's chests in celebration.

"Ahh

[Hehe, is this an example of being close to Zhu and being close to ink and black, but I didn't expect my energetic dunk to affect the unpretentious Battier who played ball. Seeing

the Nuggets coming, everyone on the Magic team hurriedly did a good job of defending and settling down.

After half-time, Anthony asked for another pass from Buckner, ignoring the shouts of head coach Bouzdrick on the sidelines, and once again let Camby come out to block the dismantling.

"Hill, change the guard, I'm going to defend Anthony alone! You guys follow your own people, come on! Anthony, go head-to-head

!" Howard commanded Hill to follow Camby, stepped up to the three-point line, stood in front of Anthony, and gave Anthony a contemptuous look.

"Of course! Playing block and dismantling is just to fight you alone!Come on! rookie, let you taste the taste of being beaten by Lao Tzu!" The

confident Anthony lowered his body again, swayed from side to side and changed to backwards, and instead rushed forward from Howard's right hand, although the speed was not slow, but this time he could not pass Howard.

Howard, who was already fully prepared, always followed Anthony's side this time, raising his right hand and not giving Anthony any chance.

There was a tall and strong man who was always in the way, which made Anthony not dare to make a rash move lest he be blocked by Howard, and he didn't want to lose face in front of the home fans.

In desperation, Anthony could only run back with the ball and go around the baseline.

"What's going on? Didn't you say up? Come on, get over Lao Tzu, dunk one and show it to Lao Tzu! My cute flower baby!"

Seeing that Anthony no longer seemed determined to break through himself and score under the basket, Howard hurriedly offered trash talk to provoke Anthony.

[TNND, you can't let Anthony choose to use projection to score, otherwise from the beginning of the trash talk, it will affect Anthony's mentality, intentionally let Anthony fall into singles on the offensive end, and at the same time, the plan to choose to break through to score will be in vain.

Howard is well aware of how awesome and versatile Anthony's projection offensive skills are, otherwise he would not be known as the "offensive kaleidoscope" in the world.

Hearing Howard's provocation, Anthony pursed his lips and thought about how to break Howard's defense, and now Anthony has experienced Howard's defensive ability.

Although Howard is large and heavy, Howard's footwork and explosiveness are no worse than Camby, the team's lightweight center who can defend against small guards.

"Rookie, you're so good at talking, has anyone said you're like a verbose sissy?"

There was not much time left to attack, and after saying this, Anthony changed back again and jumped against Howard's defense.

Seeing that Howard's hands were always covering his head, it was impossible to raise his hand to make a layup, and Anthony could only force a rebound under the basket.

But it was still seriously interfered with by Howard, in order not to be blocked, Anthony's arms were stretched out, relying on the strength of his wrist alone, and he didn't feel it at all, and the basketball flew directly over the bridge and over the basket.

Howard turned around and took the basketball and threw it to Francis, and the Magic immediately rushed forward habitually.

It's a pity that the starting lineup of the Nuggets team is not slow to return to defense, and the counterattack was not successful, and in the last few seconds of offensive time, Howard directly asked for the ball, and Camby won the inside singles again.

The Nuggets attacked, and Anthony didn't ask for the ball this time, because Nuggets head coach Buzdrick on the sidelines yelled at the players on the court to play according to the tactics.

said that it was said to five people on the court, but in fact, all five members of the Nuggets knew that this was a warning to Anthony.

Buzdrick did not name Anthony in public, which was a great face-saving for Anthony.

However, there is already a strong dissatisfaction in the words, and it is estimated that if Anthony plays alone, Anthony will be allowed to sit on the cold bench.

Buzdrick stared at Anthony with an ugly face.