"Dennis!" Williams yelled.

Rodman caught the ball, took a step forward, passed the midfield, and initially broke through the Verdun defense.

Miller quickly followed up and asked for the ball.

Rodman sideways to give the ball.

They all know that to deal with a full-court press, once they break through the defense line, they must quickly end the attack while the opponent is not on a firm footing.

This happens to be Miller's favorite offensive rhythm.

Before the defense can reach him, his teammates have the ball in their hands.

He didn't need to hesitate and just shot a three-pointer.

"Whoosh!"

"Trying to use a full-court press to widen the point difference is a naive idea." Hubie Brown said, "No team understands the full-court press better than the Knicks."

Riley scoffed at Brown's analysis.

If the referee allowed them to increase their intensity, the Knicks would have been overwhelmed. How would they have the chance to leisurely go to the frontcourt and shoot three-pointers?

But he won't make excuses. He didn't defend well this round, so he will just work hard next round.

Jordan ran upfield and Riley said to him:

"Michael, I hope you haven't forgotten how you lost last year. If you don't want to repeat the same mistake, you must let New Yorkers know our determination here!"

Riley's words pierced Jordan's mind.

Like thunder across the sky.

The flying man seemed stunned, he was standing in the bottom corner.

I saw Cosey dribbling the ball to break the Knicks' perimeter defense. That was just the first level.

Rodman's help defense is the second level.

Cosey could not move forward, and it was at this moment that he discovered that Jordan was unmarked in the corner.

Because Jordan's corner threes aren't worth defending?

No one knows why Miller didn't guard Jordan. Everyone just saw Cosey passing the ball.

Jordan caught the ball and jumped up. His body rose and fell in a uniform manner, and the arc of his shot was as graceful as Zhou Shen singing "Big Fish".

"Whoosh!"
Chapter completed!