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Chapter 163
Chapter 163
There wasn't much time to rest. Seeing Yan Song slipping away, Van Gundy coughed a few times to remind Yan Song to concentrate.
"In the second quarter, I don't know if Jordan will continue to play. If he plays, Houston and Yan Song will take turns to consume him and consume him to death!"
Van Gundy made up his mind, as if he wanted to play Jordan to death.
Jordan really suffered from his age, and he can't tell the pain.
The Bulls are also discussing countermeasures, because Yan Song is pressing at halftime, so they decided not to let Jordan control the ball.
Give this task to Harper, and Yan Song can press the opponent no matter what, as long as Jordan does not collapse, there is a great chance of winning.
Without Jordan, Phil Jackson really didn't think I could take Pippen and Rodman to fight the Knicks hard.
The most worrying thing is that the current Knicks are not yet in their ultimate form and have not yet matured.
Don't forget, Yan Song is still just a yellow-haired boy who entered the league.
He is the youngest in the audience, and he is also the most proud.
He hit a few three-pointers at the end of the first quarter, and he scored 22 points in one quarter. Maybe he will score 50+ in the semifinals, so the Bulls will not be ashamed.
Everyone has their own ghosts, and the coaches of both sides are also racking their brains to come up with moves to deal with their opponents.
With the rest period over, the game continued and the Bulls had the ball.
Yan Song, who was just about to double-team Jordan, found that Jordan was gone. When he looked again, he found that Jordan was on his right.
He didn't go to the ball, so what to do, Van Gundy didn't say how he would deal with it.
Yan Song knocked himself on the head, it's hard, the heads of the playoffs are too easy to use.
Intrigues and intrigues, Yan Song couldn't help clapping his hands in his heart.
After Harper gave the ball to Jordan, Yan Song came back to his senses, put his elbow on Jordan's waist, and prepared to meet Jordan's impact.
"I…"
Suddenly, Jordan fell backwards, taking a questioning sentence before he fell.
Yan Song didn't hear clearly, when he retreated too fast just now, he didn't pay attention.
"Yan Song actually removed the stool for Jordan, it's too..."
The commentator can't speak, what can they say, Jordan has to rely on hitting people, they won't hit you at once, set up defense, and run away when you exert your strength.
When you fell, who do you blame? Could it be that Yan Song dragged you down?
The explanation was silent, but Jordan was puzzled.
Why did this kid suddenly know this trick? Who taught it?
While Jordan was thinking, Pippen in front of him wanted to laugh. Last time he just removed Yan Song's stool.
Unexpectedly, this kid actually remembered and applied what he learned to Jordan.
It can be seen how brave Yan Song is, the rookie king is the rookie king, don't give face to the seniors.
For the Knicks, Yan Song assisted Oakley to complete a dunk. The Knicks caught up with two points, and the point difference was about to be caught up.
"It's still three points away, a three-pointer, or a 2+1."
Yan Song made a good plan in his heart. After seeing the ball scored, no one from the Bulls went to pick it up, only Langley was running there.
Yan Song felt that it was necessary and necessary to block the ball. The Bulls might pass the ball to Jordan in the frontcourt.
In the next second, Yan Song ran to the basket with the ball under his crotch.
When Langli walked in front of him, Yan Song pretended nothing happened and looked up at the sky.
"Hey, this scenery is so beautiful."
"Go! Go! Go!"
Langli pushed Yan Song away, Yan Song giggled, the plan was accomplished, it was nothing to be pushed.
He was thinking about whether to flop one, cheat the ball or foul.
This is the home court of the Knicks. Yan Song didn't do that, but his morale is still good.
Not for such a small matter.It ruined his own reputation, and also ruined the joint efforts of the team.
He's very restrained now, and he hasn't said any trash talk in a while.
After all, Yan Song wants to set up a perfect role model image, but it is within reason to scold occasionally.
Anyone who doesn't scold others just scolds less.
Longley threw the ball to Pippen, and Pippen was followed by Yan Song's defense package.
Pippen wanted to make a foul, but he thought about it.
Just now Lang Li pushed Yan Song quite hard, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't signal anything to the referee.
If Yan Song just stretched out his hand and said no, the Bulls might not even get the ball this time.
Pippen calmed down, and when observing Yan Song's footsteps, he used years of practical knowledge to throw Yan Song away.
As soon as he got rid of Yan Song, Johnson, who replaced Charles, came up to defend himself.
Yan Song ran to Jordan's position and followed him closely.
At this time, Pippen already wanted to scold his mother in his heart, sir, is it annoying?
Can't one guard against the other?
The Bulls have been disrupted by such a rogue style of play, and the invisible is better than the visible.
Although Phil Jackson is experienced, he has never seen such a perverted style of play.
Basically, it is full-court pressing and double-teaming defense.
But it is not easy to do these two points well. Players must be flexible in physical strength and footwork, and at the same time have some physical strength.
At this time, three of the five Bulls formed a triangle, with Pippen at the top of the arc, around Jordan's left three-point line, and Longley near the basket.
After running the triangle offense, Pippen found a way to pass the ball straight to the paint.
Without hesitation, he threw the ball directly.
As soon as Longley caught the ball and hit it, the ball was taken away by Houston.
Pippen looked suspiciously, and found that Houston didn't defend Harper at all, and might have been near Longley all the time.
However, Houston collided with Rodman without taking two steps after getting the ball.
Rodman took four or five steps back, and Houston fell directly to the ground.
Yan Song and the others stepped forward to pull Houston up.
"It's okay, the ball is still ours."
"Well, hold on."
The players encouraged each other. When serving the frontcourt, Houston passed the ball to Johnson.
Johnson made a mid-range shot and missed the ball.
"Whoosh."
Ewing ran, ran towards the direction where the ball crashed, and grabbed the ball with one hand to complete the dunk.
The nearly 2 spectators who will be present are so shocked that they shudder.
Although they are bulky, they are all flying people, all of them are.
Therefore, it is best not to judge people by their appearance, or they will definitely be taught a terrible lesson.
The point difference narrowed to 1 point, and the Bulls felt nervous. The second quarter almost became the Knicks' scoring show.
If they don't score any more goals, then the Bulls will collapse, and the Knicks will laugh their ass off.
The Bulls revived, and the five roared in unison on the field, and the commentator said excitedly.
"The Bulls players uttered angry calls, and it seems that they are going to attack hard."
The words fall.
The Bull Pippen continued to hold the ball, but the difference was that Houston was defending him this time, and Yan Song was responsible for keeping an eye on Jordan.
As long as Jordan is arranged, the rest of the Bulls can leave it.
Yan Song stared at Jordan intently, this is his task, an absolutely difficult task, related to victory...
(End of this chapter)