from the golden generation

Chapter 254 Fight the Heat!

Chapter 254 Fight the Heat!

The short episode ended, and the referee did not give Yan Song any punishment for fouling, which was still within Yan Song's acceptance range.

The Knicks scored the first goal, and Yan Song was very satisfied. He was always attached to the first goal.

Now people in the entire league basically know it, and most people will strictly guard the first goal of the game.

Like Hardaway's defense this time, it was Van Gundy's order that affected Yan Song more.

Yan Song is not used to dribbling too much, but he still keeps trying in actual combat with full talent.

After Yan Song scored the first goal, the Heat also launched their first wave of offense.

Mourning ran very fast, and Yan Song looked at him as if he was going to execute the attack.

"Old Du, keep an eye on him."

Yan Song pushed Dudley to the direction where Mourning was running. Dudley hummed and followed Mourning closely.

Sure enough, when Hardaway dribbled the ball near the three-point line, Dudley stood in front of Mourning all the time, and Hardaway didn't have a good chance to give the ball to Mourning.

For this reason, Hardaway hesitated briefly, whether to attack by himself or pass the ball to his teammates.

"Attack."

Mashburn on the inside ran out and screened Hardaway for a pick-and-roll.

Yan Song retreated quickly, while grabbing Mashburn's body and running towards Hardaway's breakthrough direction.

"Boom."

Hardaway bumps into Oakley, Oakley takes a step back, and so does Hardaway.

"Be careful."

Mashburn clapped his hands for the ball, but Hardaway threw it to him without hesitation.

The moment the ball was passed, Yan Song's hand rushed over, and Hardaway was secretly happy.

Fortunately, Mashben has good eyesight and saw that Yan Song was going to steal him, otherwise he would lose the ball.

Immediately afterwards, Mashburn was facing the basket and shot a mid-range shot when Oakley couldn't help the defense.

"when."

The ball bounced off the back edge of the basket.

After seeing Dudley and Mourning at the basket, they quickly competed for the card position.

The two of you push me and you push you, and neither of them wants to give up this rebound.

But the two of them squeezed together for a long time, but they saw the ball bounced a few times and fell into the basket again.

"Balloon!"

When the voice of the commentary just fell, Mashburn also laughed. This ball is indeed a bad ball.

He used too much force, the ball should have been bounced, but he just got lucky and scored this goal.

It was also this goal that reminded Yan Song of a magical goal of his own last season.

"Super three-pointer."

At that time, I was far away from the three-point line, and the ball bounced in from the board.

It seems that playing basketball sometimes has something to do with luck.

This round, the Knicks have the ball.

Yan Song was forced to continue dribbling, while Van Gundy off the field was still nodding his head in satisfaction.

After halftime, Yan Song suddenly let himself go.

Daxiu dribbles, what behind, continuous crotch and so on are all with ease.

But he only performed a few times before he calmed down.

Again, it is not a good thing for him to dribble too much, and he is prone to mistakes.

Yan Song was also afraid that if he dribbled the ball, it would be embarrassing if the ball hit his foot and went out of bounds.

Yan Song was preparing to attack at the top of the arc, and he handed the ball to Houston first.

As soon as Houston got the ball, he was about to return it to Yan Song.

Yan Song waved his hand, I don't want it, I will give it to me later.

Subsequently, Yan Song ran to the left near the 75-degree angle, and Houston also broke through several times during this period.

Seeing that Yan Song had moved well, he passed the ball to him.

Yan Song received the ball as soon as he stood up, receiving and throwing as one, Yan Song did not hesitate.

I have a chance to shoot this ball now, so I don't need to dribble or anything to waste time.

Yan Song shoots the ball as soon as he catches it, extremely fast.

"Goal, Yan Song scored 4 points."

The crowd cheered as the goal went in, and Van Gundy clapped his hands.

The goal was beautiful, and the shot was still so accurate.

"Pervert quasi."

Houston, who got an assist, snorted coldly. His mid-range is also very accurate, but as soon as this kid appeared, Houston felt a little inferior.

How did Yan Song practice his shooting?Few people know...

4 to 2, the ball went to the Heat.

Hardaway still held the ball, dribbled it sideways, looked at the people around him, and prevented the Knicks from attacking and stealing himself.

This time, the person defending Hardaway is no longer Yan Song, but Houston.

Yan Song stared around him, guarding against Brown.

In this case, Yan Song has a chance to intercept Hardaway's pass, and also has a certain chance to run to cover the opponent.

"Pick and roll!"

Hardaway called his teammates, and Mashburn ran over.

Hardaway made a breakthrough dribble to the right, but after he successfully got rid of Houston, Houston found that the ball was not in Hardaway's hands.

"The ball?"

Houston was stunned. It was impossible for Hardaway to break through and pass the ball to others just now, isn't it?

Houston looked back at Mashburn, and sure enough the ball was in his hands.

"Good pick and roll, Hardaway put the ball to Mashburn when he broke through."

Before the surprised voice of the commentator fell, the kidney had already broken through.

Oakley prepares to defend, Mashburn throws the ball high, the ball…

Received by Mourning.

Mourning singled Dudley, Mourning relied on hitting, and Dudley took a step back.

Then, another step back.

"Steal him!"

Yan Song is violent, Mourning was distracted by this sentence, he saw Johnson coming from the corner of his eye.

Mourning panicked and made a hook!

"Dangdangdang."

The basketball collided left and right on the rim and finally fell into the net. Mourning scored two points and the score was tied.

"It's a lie again."

Yan Song muttered in his heart, the offense of Mashburn and Mourning, no matter how you look at these few goals, you want to be fooled.

Yan Song suddenly felt that God was eccentric and made a small fuss for the Heat.

Yan Song despised God and cursed at the sky.

...

In the middle of the first quarter, the Knicks temporarily took the lead by 3 points.

Houston, who just scored a three-pointer, was also shown on the big screen.

Yan Song took the ball and made a strong attack in the left corner, which attracted the attention of three people.

Brown defending him, Mashburn on the right and Hardaway behind.

The three formed a double team, treating Yan Song as a dumpling.

"Dumplings are made!"

Just when everyone in the Heat was overjoyed, Yan Song threw the ball to the bottom line.

Hardaway was taken aback for a moment, then he thought of the person he needed to defend.

"Houston!"

Hardaway threw his head back into the corner with all his strength, and Houston was there.

He had just received the ball, and seeing Hardaway flying over, Houston took his time and chose a right sideways shot after blowing up the ball.

"Three-point shot! Houston hit a three-pointer!"

The words fall.

Cheers.

This time Houston was triumphant, he scored a three-pointer, and now he is 4 points away from Yan Song's score.

Houston scored 4 points, Yan Song scored 8 points, and the Knicks scored 16 points.

(End of this chapter)