You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

Adam Frasses stood at a loss, and he did not expect Jerome Williams to be sent off.

without any precautions.

He likes Williams' energy very much. He even thinks that Williams is the answer to the Pistons' position 4. But this young man still needs to prove himself through the performance on the field.

These few minutes have exposed Williams' strengths and weaknesses.

The advantage is his energy, no fear of anyone, and there is no problem with his work. The disadvantage is that his temper makes it difficult for him to stay on the court for a long time.

Frauss looked around, forcibly ignored Barkley's eager face, and called out Ben Wallace.

"Ben, I need you to control the foul and stay in the penalty zone with Theo."

Not even Frauss found the great potential of Wallace. Almost everyone felt that Ratliff had a brighter prospect than Wallace.

It is also good at blocking shots. Ratliff has a height of 208 cm. Although Wallace is the same as registering a height of 208 cm, he and Ratliff stand together, and the moisture of the registration height is displayed.

People with worse eyes should also find that this guy's barefoot height may be more than two meters, and the height of the shoes is 205 cm.

If this is not the case, Celtic’s ML Carl will not say when Wallace goes to training camp: "You can't play inside, try to play a defender."

Due to the defects in height, Wallace was seen as flat by many people. He remained silent and tempered his body day after day.

Without height, he had to find ways to increase his hardness.

With insufficient power for single defense, he tried his best to take advantage of his relatively short height, but his extremely nimble and brisk strengths strengthened defense, assisted defense, and supplementary defense.

It can be said that apart from single defense, Wallace's defense has no obvious flaws.

After he played, left and right with Ratliff, consecutively blocked the Knicks' breakthrough layup, which indirectly led to the Pistons' counterattack craze.

In the first quarter, the Pistons led the Knicks by 9 points 32 to 23.

"Their strength is impressive," Venier Johnson said excitedly. "I hereby announce that the Pistons team we were expecting really appeared."

Kenny Smith was relatively calm. He was in this team before, and the Pistons had better personnel depth last season, but he didn't play the advantage of the lineup.

They made a good start tonight, it was just the beginning, and to continue, everyone else had to fire.

At the start of the second quarter, Fruse set the lineup on the court with Bobby Jackson, Dumas, Houston, Ben Wallace, and Scott Pollard.

This is the difference between him and Collins. He does not insist on letting Mo Mengchen or Hill be always present.

Apart from Houston, the other four are not starting.

The backcourt even sent a double-back lineup like Jackson and Dumas.

Playing alongside Dumas and the big brothers of the two Houston teams, Jackson acted cautiously and failed to show himself as much as the Summer League.

"He played like a pistol with a bullet jam." Hill compared.

Mo Mengchen does not worry about Jackson's performance. Anyone must have a process of adaptation. This is only his first game. Soon Jackson will find that the second team is a stage tailored for him.

The Pistons' second lineup does not work well with each other. Jackson and Dumas are not compatible enough. Both of them need to have the ball in hand.

Seeing the problem, Frauss made adjustments accordingly.

Three minutes after the second quarter, Don Reid replaced Dumas.

At this point, the score on the field is 36 to 29

The Knicks bit the score tightly, and this substitution also had problems.

Rhett, who wanted to play on the court, lost his usual heart and got only the basket in the eyes. He ignored the Jackson's tactical commands and forcibly attacked. Ewing's big hat was ruthlessly rejected.

"Is it too chaotic?" Houston yelled.

Only one thing remains the same, and that is Houston playing time.

For the use of Houston, Fruse and Collins reached a consensus, they all know that this is a physical monster that can't die and has a particularly strong body, so it is unambiguous to use.

There is no break in the opening till now.

What is more exaggerated is his reaction. Houston has long been accustomed to this kind of thing. He doesn't want to rest. As long as he needs it, he will always be the most diligent in running and counterattacking the fast break.

At this time, Reid overlapped with Houston tactics for performance, completely disrupting the entire front.

"What is he doing?" Mo Mengchen got up and shouted, "Tang, do what you should do!"

Rhett didn't respond to Mo Mengchen. He continued to run. He looked very enthusiastic and full of energy. In fact, he made a nonsense and tossed the team's game rhythm.

Houston was displeased and didn't say anything. Until Don Reid snatched his three-point tactic and cast a speechless three-touch, the CIC king broke out.

"What the **** are you doing?" Houston asked.

Frauss knew who could control Don Reid, and he immediately replaced Mo Mengchen: "Go and replace Alan."

There was a voice of substitutions on the sidelines. Mo Mengchen appeared. His face was only cloudy, not sunny. His eyes were like dark clouds piled on his head, ready to drop cold raindrops on Rhett.

"What are you doing?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Rhett dare not look directly at Mo Mengchen: "I'm so excited...I just..."

"Excited to run in the wrong position? Excited to grab other people's opportunities in a row? Excited to forget the defense? Excited to know what your duty is?" Mo Mengchen's words were as cold as iron, "If you think this is exciting, and If it is not wrong, I will be very disappointed."

"Sorry, Mo, I..."

"I don't want to listen to your explanation. I remember those stupid mistakes. If it happens again tonight, you will get me off!"

Mo Mengchen scolded Reed severely, and then Wallace gave him the ball.

"I hope Dor.Mo will stabilize this increasingly chaotic rhythm after he plays."

Mo Mengchen did not occupy the ball, he handed over to the current No. 1 Bobby Jackson on the Pistons field.

"B-Jax, be confident!"

After Mo Mengchen passed the ball, he made an unexpected move.

He helped Don Reed make a beautiful empty-hand cover, and the seemingly thin body actually caught Larry Johnson.

The angry aunt raised her elbows and pushed Mo Mengchen away. Mo Mengchen, who fell to the ground, stretched his feet and tripped the other party in a blink of an eye. He revenge on the spot.

"You dirty bastard!" Johnson cursed irritably.

Mo Mengchen smiled lightly: "It's better than your stupid ass."

Rhett got the opportunity as usual, receiving Jackson's pass and making a layup.

He feels very comfortable, this is how he plays.

But Mo Mengchen's face remained unchanged. The cover just now was just to create a good opportunity, and he did not deliberately find Rhett.

Larry Johnson, enraged by Mo Mengchen, entered the battle of the position and dedicated all his anger to Don Reid.

Rhett made no offense with him on the court, but Johnson now has every reason to beat it.

The furious aunt pushed Johnson and turned over to make a jumper.

He obviously couldn't resist.

As soon as Fruses saw that the time had passed five minutes, he called Hill to the sidelines and waited for him to replace him as soon as the dead ball time arrived.

Seeing Hill standing on the sidelines, Reid grew nervous.

This is why he wants to play. He is not willing to be a substitute for 15 minutes per game. He wants to climb to a higher position, but in the Pistons, he can not start.

Houston at No. 2 and Hill at No. 3 are young and powerful, and they are still in a period of rapid growth. The others have no chance.

Thinking of this, Reid called himself a tactic on the weak side, but was ignored by Bobby Jackson.

"Rookie, give me the ball!" Reid shouted.

Johnson's defensive post was posted neatly. Jackson was impossible even if he wanted to give the ball. Rhett was already defended.

The angry Reed scolded.

Mo Mengchen ran out to take the ball after a screen, with only eight seconds of offensive time left, he chose a heads-up.

"I don't believe you can score!" Starks yelled.

He and Mo Mengliang's Liang Zi had already settled when the latter was a rookie. Last year, during the offseason, the Knicks once wanted to trade Stark and the Pistons to trade Mo Mengchen, and even hesitated to take the pick. After Collins refused, Mo Mengchen unilaterally exposed the matter, which led to a great disturbance within the Knicks.

They spent a lot of effort to appease Stark's emotions, but Mo Mengchen and Stark have since become enemies.

Mo Mengchen turned to dribble, so fast that Starks could not react.

By the time Starks reacted, Mo Mengchen's body had knocked him away. This was not the first time Mo Mengchen got rid of people tonight.

Hill witnessed his entire progress.

These advancements are too shocking to make it hard to believe.

Because Mo Mengchen promoted all those abilities that seemed impossible to improve at all.

Traverse speed, linear speed, ball holding speed, speed of movement~www.readwn.com~ His initial speed is unqualified at his height, but now, his speed is even more than those of 180 centimeters. The small guard is not inferior.

How did you do it?

Under everyone's doubt, Mo Mengchen caught Ewing's foul. Unfortunately, the layup failed to hit.

Rhett went downhill and took over with Hill.

"Don't count the next free throw, Dor.Mo scored 4 points tonight, and he didn't shoot a three-pointer. Will he not shoot?"

"Or is he not used to the extended three-point line?"

"This is impossible!"

Hearing the speculation from the microwave oven, Kenny Smith retorted affirmatively.

Because he knows that Mo Mengchen's usual three-pointers are all three-pointers before the distance is shortened, and there is no problem of adapting to it.