At eight o'clock sharp, the game officially started.
Tonight's game will only have live commentary and will not be broadcast live across the United States.
The game starts with a jump ball.
It was Dameng who won again. The old guy's bullet speed was stronger than that of Lao Wang, which made up for his lack of height.
The Mosaic team was attacking. Kenny Smith was close to the top of the arc. When he saw Kevin Johnson a little more than one step away from him, he jumped up and shot a three-pointer without thinking.
"Whoa!"
The water splashed and the ball hit the target.
"Shet!"
Kevin Johnson cursed angrily.
Looking back, he wanted to return the favor. He first used Dumas to pass the ball, then caught the ball at the top of the arc, and suddenly stood up and made a jump shot.
Kenny Smith quickly jumped to block the shot, but he was fooled. Kevin Johnson is a real top point guard and will not be so impulsive. He faked a shot and made a sudden jump. After shaking the defender, he immediately broke through and entered the paint.
district.
Dameng returned to defend the basket, and Kevin Johnson casually threw the ball into the air behind Dameng, and then dodged in the opposite direction.
"not good!"
Dameng was heartbroken, who else could be behind him?
In the next moment, he turned around quickly, but it was already too late. Facing the soaring Wang Tiejun, all his sight was blocked.
Then a big hand was placed on his head, prohibiting him from taking off. At the same time, there was a bang, and the basket above his head was hit. Then he fell after being hit, and almost fell down under the basket.
Looking up, a giant beast was hanging on the basket, dangling around.
"yeah!"
It started violently, and the American West Arena was filled with excitement.
"Old man, does this buckle make you feel comfortable? If it's not enough, I'll do it again." Lao Wang jumped off and spat excitedly at Dameng.
"Fake Oil!"
At the beginning, he was dunked and trash-talked. The anger was too great, and Dameng cursed loudly.
The two of them were fighting against each other like fighting cocks.
"Lie down, can you stop touching my nose?" Lao Wang said angrily.
"Hit your lungs!"
Dameng yelled out a Cantonese sentence, which he learned the day before yesterday in Houston's Chinatown, and he learned it specifically to scold Lao Wang.
Lao Wang was stunned and realized that these words sounded familiar. Many people in the village have gone to Guangdong to work in the past few years. Most of his childhood playmates went to Shenzhen in groups. When they came back, they often heard them using these words to curse people.
"You actually scolded me in Cantonese?"
A little confused, Dameng, who had taken advantage of him, ran away quickly, and he quickly chased after him.
After catching up to the backcourt, Da Meng, who was much faster, had already entered the basket. He hurriedly ran over and blocked the front.
"Go around?"
Dameng quickly ducked to the side and asked for the ball.
Kenny Smith reacted quickly and was very strong, and immediately passed the ball in.
Dameng caught the ball and hit it with his back, and immediately made the most classic swing from side to side, which made Wang Tiejun behind him move his feet. Then he turned upward and made a small floater two meters away from the basket, making a hit.
"Defending the colander and scoring points on your head is as easy as chopping vegetables and melons." After he succeeded, his trash talk started immediately.
"Who did I dunk just now?"
Lao Wang's reaction was not slow and he immediately pretended to have lost his memory and muttered to himself.
"Damn rookie!"
Dameng's eyes flashed with anger and he almost vomited blood.
After two rounds, the Suns attacked and Wang Tiejun positioned himself in the low post on the left wing to get the ball.
Da Meng came around, and he immediately put his front hand on the former, who raised the ball high.
The ball was lobbed in. Dameng took a look and quickly turned around to defend.
He caught the ball, his left shoulder and back immediately pressed back against Dameng's left chest, he paused with his feet, and then started to move.
Dameng felt his potential surge forward, and his upper body couldn't help but lean back, his center of gravity loosening.
The next moment, he stabilized his center of gravity, and while pushing his chest up again, he raised his right elbow and gave Wang Tiejun a hard push on his neck, then lowered it again, bumped the latter's waist again, and then lowered it again.
Then he lifted it up again.
"I'm in, are you done with your elbow?"
The neck was pushed, and the rhythm of the attack was affected. Wang Tiejun's second attack ended in vain.
"Damn it, elbowing the neck is not a foul?" He took a moment to look at the referee, but there was no whistle, and he complained in his mind.
"Lie down!"
He tried again, and Dameng's elbow hit his neck again, and at the same time he hit his knee with his knee from the side, but there was still no whistle.
The rhythm was completely disrupted by Dameng's rough moves. He had no choice but to stand up hastily and made a hook, but missed. Dameng turned around and got the rebound.
In the next few minutes, he fell into the defensive confusion of Dameng and had no performance on the offensive end.
On the defensive end, he was shaken to the point of vomiting by Dameng. After being knocked down in the 8th minute, he was replaced.
At this time, at 18:14, the Suns were 4 points behind at home.
Da Meng made 3 of 4 shots, 1 of 1 free throw, and scored 7 points and 2 rebounds. However, he made 1 of 4 shots and failed to hit a single hook in the next three attempts. He only scored 2 points, 2 rebounds, and 1 foul. His performance was far inferior.
The last time we played against Dameng.
After sitting back on the bench, assistant coach Lewis came over to analyze the situation and asked: "Old K, how do you feel about playing against Dameng for the second time?"
"It feels like Da Meng is a different person, just as troublesome as David Robinson." He said.
"That's right. Maybe his scoring ability is slightly inferior, but Dameng's overall strength is only above Robinson, not below him." Lewis said.
He nodded and said: "He made a lot of little defensive moves today, and the referee turned a blind eye."
Lewis shook his head and said: "You have watched a lot of game videos. Don't you understand that this is the intensity of the confrontation now? Elbows are inherently part of the confrontation. As long as your elbows are put away in time, the referee will generally not blow the whistle.
If you think about it, when you pulled Pippen down from the sky on the court, he fell unconscious, and you only got one defensive foul."
He couldn't help but nodded and said: "It seems that David Robinson still has the better card. When he gets angry, the referee will blow me."
Lewis couldn't help but laugh and said with a smile: "That is his home court, plus the referee's personal reasons, the different penalty standards, and the conflicts between you. It is not surprising that he targets you. Of course, the referee will only favor him."
"Then what good idea do you have now? Dameng is so defensive about me, I can't seem to get in." He said helplessly.
"It's easy to handle. You are just afraid of fouls and don't dare to engage in confrontation. You are a little constrained."
Lewis smiled and said: "He has small moves, and you can also use these moves to strengthen the confrontation with him. This is what you are best at. Don't be afraid of fouls. You always have to test how strict the referee's whistle is on you.
Remember, the referee's factor is always an accident, so don't pay too much attention to him, just stick to your own style of play, and have the courage to rush up to the opponent's elbow, give him a hard elbow, and he will be quiet.
"
"OK."
With the support of his coach, his confidence has increased again.