NBA Tyrant

At 7:30 p.m., the Magic's game against the Celtics officially began.

Tonight, Coach Rivers directly placed Jefferson in the starting power forward position because of the sweetness he tasted in the last meeting, which was used to play opposite Howard.

The starting lineup sent

: Point Guard: Gary Payton

Quarterback: Yerey Wershko

Small Forward: Paul Pierce Power Forward

: Al Jefferson Center: Reevra Ference

Coach sent the interior combination of Jefferson

and Lafrentz, which has to be said to be an extremely smart choice, both of them are space-based interior lines, which can open up enough space for teammates on the forward line to break through.

Jefferson's mid-range shooting and Lafrenz's three-point long-range firepower are both extremely dangerous presences that the Magic can't ignore.

Once the Magic chooses to shrink the interior defense and break through, then the Celtics can play a combination of points and give the ball to the outside shooter to complete the open score.

This is a very test of the Magic's defensive choice, whether to defend the inside or outside shooters, which is difficult to achieve both inside and outside, and often the result of wanting to take care of one is to lose the other.

It's no wonder Coach Rivers is confident that he can beat the Magic tonight.

However, the Magic's current defense is not the time of a month and a half ago when they relied only on individual defense and had no connection between the inside and outside defenses.

During this time, under the careful guidance of Coach Jeff, the whole team's understanding of the overall defense and system has slowly merged into a whole, and a defensive system that belongs to the Magic team has been built.

Seeing that it was Lafrenz who jumped with him, Howard smiled, a 211 projection interior player with a height of 109 kg, who wanted to bounce without bouncing, and had no strength.

After the referee kicked off, Howard didn't even need to jump with all his strength to get the first offensive opportunity for the Magic.

Howard fell to the low post, and the defender was now Jefferson, who was 8 centimeters shorter but 131 kilograms, and was pushing hard against himself, reaching out to prevent himself from receiving the ball.

For more than a month, after a long period of iron and self-disciplined diet, Howard's body has changed, and his strength has grown, and now it is no longer something that Jefferson can withstand.

"Jefferson, you scored a lot on my head last time, I won't give you a chance tonight! And I was also very embarrassed by you when I was stunned before, do you think you can defend me now?"

Howard ignored the arm that stretched out from his side, leaned on Jefferson with a body taller than Jefferson, and after getting stuck steadily, his tone was teasing, and he raised his right hand to signal the pass.

Now the two weigh about the same, but it is obvious that Howard has muscle on his body, while Jefferson has more fat, and the strength of the two is not in the same rank at all.

"Hmph, of course, loser! Although

Jefferson remembers the last time they met, he was ravaged by Howard on the inside in the last moments.

At that time, the feeling of powerlessness and fear that came from the bottom of my heart haunted me after the game.

But that was more than a month ago, and Jefferson thought to himself that after that, he had also undergone hard strength training, and now facing Howard again, he would definitely be able to withstand Howard's back blows.

However, Jefferson completely forgot that in today's league, there is a supergiant named O'Neal, a former No. 1 center who is heavier and more powerful than him, and when he defends against Howard, he can only return home, let alone him! Howard

, who got the ball, heard the name of the loser, his eyes narrowed, the last time he played the Celtics, because Coach Johnny deliberately wanted to lose, he played extremely unhappily and caused the loss.

Now that he didn't have this kind of restraint, Howard arched his back and buttocks, feeling the strength of Jefferson's defense, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

[Compared with O'Neal, Jefferson's strength is much worse, and I don't know how useless he was at the beginning, and he was actually shot several times by his defense. Howard

couldn't figure it out, but in fact, Howard's lower body strength at that time was much weaker than it is now, and his lower limbs were pushed against him, and his movement was restricted.

But now Howard, his lower limbs are much thicker, plus he has grown his body and added weight and strength, and now he feels that the difference is naturally very different.

Howard lowers his center of gravity, and the best way for a tall man to face a defense that locks down his lower limbs is to keep his center of gravity level with the opponent, so that he can use his power to force his back.

"Orlando stupid thing, go back to NM's arms and feed!" Howard

was about to start a three-stage back shot, and scored a tough dunk on the first ball, when he heard a Celtics fan spew trash talk to him on the bottom line.

Anger flashed in Howard's eyes, and his hands holding the ball gripped hard.

【CNMD!】

With his calves tense and his feet bursting with all his might, Howard glared at Jefferson angrily and vented his anger on Jefferson.

The first leg was launched instantly, and the broad back hit Jefferson's chest hard.

Hearing

Jefferson's uncomfortable muffled voice, and at the same time seeing the frowns on his face twisted together, Howard grimaced, did not make a buffer interval, and directly exerted force again on his feet.

With more force and speed than the first stage, Howard's second stage slammed into Jefferson's suffocating chest with a ferocious blow.

"

Uhhh

When he saw Howard's third stage of the most powerful leaning horse coming straight at him, Jefferson was intimidated.

In order not to get hurt, Jefferson took advantage of the situation and retreated, dodging Howard's third period of leaning and cautiously guarding the last line of defense under the basket.

Jefferson's abrupt withdrawal of the stool sent Howard's third leg of the most powerful slap into the air and nearly fell.

But Howard was not slow to react, and immediately turned around to retract his leaning back, and Jefferson in front of him jumped up directly and dunked heavily towards the basket.

Jefferson, who wanted to defend the basket, saw Howard, who was like a giant beast that bounced up in an instant, directly extinguished the idea of jumping defense, and dodged to avoid Howard.

Howard violently dragged the basket down, made a pull-up, and then pushed the basket and landed lightly.

After landing on the ground, Howard tilted his head and looked down at Jefferson coldly.

"How did you dodge, scared of me, soft ass thing!"

Jefferson didn't respond to Howard, looking away, grabbing the falling ball in his hand and preparing to serve.

Seeing that Jefferson didn't respond, Howard turned around and ran back, suddenly remembering that there was a Celtics fan spraying himself on the bottom line just now, and turned back to the fan in the seat where the bottom line just made a sound.

The Celtics attacked, and Rivers, who thought there would be a lot of space for their own forward guards to break through, didn't expect the Magic to be extremely tightly defended.

Unable to play the ideal burst strategy, resulting in only 3 seconds left in the final offensive time, Pierce could only shoot at Hill, and the result was directly ironed, and Howard received the rebound to Francis.

The Magic team quickly pushed back and counterattacked, but unfortunately, although Jefferson was not fast, the rest of the Celtics defended quickly, and the four defenses allowed the Celtics to defend Jefferson in time.

Howard confronted Jefferson again, still asking Francis for the ball.

"Soft egg, I will still hit this ball with my back, if you are really afraid of me, I advise you to call your coach to change someone to defend me!"

Howard, who grabbed the ball with one hand and held it high, facing the basket, his eyes were full of contempt.

"......"

Jefferson still didn't respond, just cautiously pasted it and reached out to interfere with Howard.

Jefferson naturally can't really tell the coach that he can't defend himself, so what's the use of him, finally became a starter from the bench today, Jefferson just wants to perform well and strive for more starters.

"Pierce and Rivers said you can restrain me, then I'll let them see the facts!Softass, don't blame me!"

With that, Howard turned around, no longer caring whether Jefferson responded to him or not, and the three-part back hit was used again.

Bang

, bang, bang

!"Boom, boom!"Boom!"Boom!"Boom!boom

!boom

!

boom

Hmm..."

Under the trembling basket, Jefferson lay on the floor, gritting his teeth and clutching his painful hands to his chest, cold sweat breaking out on his head.

Howard, who was standing under the basket, relentlessly looked at Jefferson.

"Huh, Softie, congratulations, you're free, I should pack up the next one!" said

Howard, who heard the huge boos from the home fans of TD North Shore Garden.

walked two steps to the free throw line, raised his head proudly, raised his hand to his ear, closed his eyes and made a bold listening gesture.