One Guard

Vol 2 Chapter 140: :civil war

"Brad, can't you have dinner first? Yi and Gordon haven't played yet. [Full text reading]" In Brad Stevens's house, Indianapolis, his wife is The young teacher felt a headache.

Stevens' eyes were fixed on the TV, but his hands and mouth were still mechanically repeating the action of eating. Although Yiyang and Gordon Hayward both came off the bench, Stevens still didn't want to miss any pictures of this game.

"If I missed it, I would regret it for the rest of my life." Stevens smiled at his wife. What can she say to this man who is obsessed with basketball?

On the TV, the players of both sides just finished the jump ball. On the Jazz side, it was mentioned that Al Jefferson, who came from the fifth position, was not as quick as the "Boxing Champion" in reaction speed, and Kidd once again controlled the first attack in the opening game.

Seeing Kidd's skillful ball-handling figure, Stevens felt happy for Yiyang. Being able to learn from such an excellent defender is really God's greatest blessing to Yiyang.

For Kidd's defense, the Jazz is naturally focused on blocking the passing route. After all, this season, Kidd's performance in scoring efficiency is extremely bad.

But the scheming Kidd couldn't see this little trick of the Jazz. Seeing that the Jazz's defensive formation was spread out, Kidd called a pick-and-roll and broke directly.

As the space was stretched a lot, Kidd got rid of Deron and took two steps to make a jumper. Old Kidd, who was not disturbed, took the lead and opened the record for the Mavericks.

But soon, Deron used a pass on the offensive end to assist Al Jefferson with a hook. Jefferson may not have the advantage in height, but his comprehensive offensive skills are enough for him to deal with Chandler. What's more, Deron fed the ball very comfortably, and Jefferson almost received the basketball in his favorite position.

The two sides played hard at first, but soon old Sloan discovered the problem.

The Jazz can not score many points today, Deron has missed three consecutive shots, and Kirilenko’s current scoring** is not as good as before. Al Jefferson and Paul Millsap will be attacked by Carlisle sooner or later because they are going inside. You know, the two insides of the Mavericks are no persimmons.

The match lasted for six minutes, and the two sides still stood still. In the end, Sloan was the first to make the change. He walked directly to Hayward, who looked childish, and clapped his hands vigorously. "The time has come to prove your worth, kid!"

Hayward was a little excited, he rarely played when the game was so anxious. The white forward was still trembling with his hands, until Sloan grabbed his hand and gave Hayward a firm look that his emotions gradually stabilized!

"It's on the court!" At the same time, Stevens, who was watching the ball at home, suddenly beamed. His two most proud students are finally going to compete on the NBA stage!

"Also, replace Stevens and play double point guards. Raja Bell is not a good stubborn, you have to be careful of that old guy!" Carlisle also made personnel adjustments, and Yiyang is the sixth of the Mavericks. Ren took the lead on the stage and continued to partner with Kidd on the back line.

"Laga, you know what to do!" Sloan yelled out of a bald guard on the field. Raja Bell, a strong perimeter defender, once let Kobe crumble on him.

A rookie, what is it for an old fritters like him? Although Raja Bell is now 34 years old, Sloan believes that such a villain will not become kind because of his age.

"Gordon Hayward and Yiyang, the former Bulldogs Gemini are now rivals on the court. Cheer up the audience and friends, the really good part of this game has just begun!" In Mike. With Brin's commentary, Deron held the ball for half the time. At the same time, Hayward immediately moved according to tactics.

Marion obviously didn't have much scruples about this rookie who only played 5 points in more than ten minutes a game. He didn't follow the defense very tightly. Marion's mind rested on others.

Hayward ran from the right to the left around the bottom line, and naturally no Jazz player would give him a pick-and-roll during this period. Although he was famous in college, in the NBA, in the Utah Jazz, Hayward is nothing but a blank sheet of paper. In this regard, he is much more miserable than Yiyang.

Deron Williams looked around and found that only Hayward had a chance. The newcomer should be the newcomer, and the newcomer will not eat basketball. So Deron didn't hesitate to push the ball with both hands and quickly passed the ball into Hayward's hands.

"Damn it!" Seeing Marion's absent-minded follow-up, Yiyang knew that something was wrong. This guy's three-point shooting percentage is unmatched by his own three-pointer.

Seeing that Marion wasn't close enough, Hayward plucked up the courage to fire directly outside the three-point line!

"What!?" Marion obviously didn't expect this white forward who looked like a high school student to be so decisive. When he pounced on, Hayward had calmly finished his shot.

The basketball crossed a perfect arc, hollowed into the net. Even the net doesn't seem to have made waves.

"Three~~~~Gordon~~~~Hayward!" The DJ of the Energy Project Stadium shouted loudly, and the Jazz fans in the stands cheered one by one.

In this warm atmosphere, Hayward smiled, this time, let the white forward have confidence!

"Coach Jerry Sloan abnormally let the team's rookie Hayward play early today, and Hayward scored three-pointers as soon as he played. It seems that the Bulldogs civil war has also excited this usual white forward. Get up! The Jazz led by two points and finished the go-ahead!"

For the Mavericks offense, when Kidd is on the court, Kidd usually has the ball. Therefore, Yiyang only needs to run through the half-court and settle down.

However, even if he was off the ball, Yiyang still found that the guy named Raja Bell was like a mad dog biting him all the time.

Kidd naturally knew that Old Bell was not a provocative, so he didn't hit the ball to Yiyang, but directly looked for other ways to organize the attack.

In the end, Marion used a reverse run to throw away the inexperienced and over-excited Hayward, and received a pass from Kidd.

Although he was still scored by the Mavericks, Sloan was very satisfied when he saw that Yiyang was completely locked up by Bell. As long as this guy is restrained, the Mavericks' offensive firepower will be greatly reduced. Old Sloan knew that the yellow-skinned flower show was more important to the Mavericks than others thought!

The Jazz relaunched their offense, trying to break this anxious situation. This time, Marion doesn't want to be **** by a rookie anymore. He followed Hayward very closely, which made Hayward, who was not used to fighting tough battles, very uncomfortable.

"What are you looking at? Pick-and-roll, will it be off-ball pick-and-roll? Did you eat everything I just drew!?" Seeing this, Sloan yelled at Al Jefferson from the sidelines.

Hayward's training state in the past few days is indeed excellent, and the fragile three-pointer just proved it. Therefore, Sloan now wants to create opportunities for Hayward, even if he is just a rookie averaging only 5 points per game.

Jefferson wanted to play singles inside, but no one would dare not listen to Sloan's words. He hurriedly set up an off-the-ball pick and roll for Hayward, the latter's flexible movement, once again let him leave Marion.

Deron's precise hitting pass gave Hayward a chance at mid-range.

"Relax, buddy, relax..." Both Sloan and Stevens at home said to Hayward in their hearts at the same time.

Under the gaze of the two head coaches, Hayward was not afraid of Marion who was throwing his teeth and claws. He calmly shot and made another shot!

"Five points in a row! It seems that Hayward is not planning to end this fight for today's match!" Mike Brin's excited voice made the already anxious game even more tense. Many Jazz fans were Can't help but wave his arm for Hayward.

After the goal, Hayward pointed to Delong with a childish smile to show his gratitude, and then pointed to Yiyang. It's time for you to fight back, old friend!

Imagination is beautiful, but reality is often very cruel. Raja Bell, the seemingly elegant villain, will not complete the passionate confrontation between the two young men. The Mavericks attacked again and Yiyang still did not get a chance to catch the ball.

Nowitzki's Golden Rooster retreated after independence and Millsap had no temper, but Yiyang once again disappeared in the attack.

Later, Hayward's pass from the mid-range position assisted Jefferson who cut from the corner and made a layup. The "first white small forward" who had been in the NCAA league seems to be in the NBA. Rejuvenated on top.

Even Jerry Sloan didn't expect that Gordon kid would perform so well. Regardless of qualifications, Hayward's performance today was indeed enough to put Kirilenko on the bench.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Carlisle once again called for a stop to the game. This time, he replaced Kidd and Chandler who were out of breath. This replacement will undoubtedly bring Yiyang back to the number one position.

After the game restarted, Yiyang, who was able to control the ball, seemed to find the feeling of the game immediately.

Facing Delong, Yiyang was not in a hurry. Although Deron is not like a mad dog on the defensive end like Bell, his defense is by no means bad. After all, Delong's physique is there, but it can't be abrupt by Yiyang.

But it is precisely because of Deron's physique that his lateral speed is not very fast. Therefore, Yiyang called a pick-and-roll, hoping to use the pick-and-roll to break through the "fat guy" in front of him.

French center Petro, who was packed with Yiyang and sent to the Mavericks, mentioned the high position, and Yiyang saw the opportunity to start.

Delong has seen a lot in the video about how fast Yiyang's breakthrough is. However, when Yiyang blew a gust of wind and passed by, Delong discovered that the video was not enough to reflect the speed of the No. 1 guard!

The Dallas One is like a missile, rushing straight into the heart of the Jazz. Delong struggled to catch up behind Yiyang, but the effect was minimal. The gap between him and Yiyang seems to be getting bigger and bigger.

The two insiders of the Jazz, Jefferson, were taken out by Petrora who went to the pick-and-roll, and Millsap was nailed to the high post by Nowitzki. In other words, what Yiyang is hitting right now is a basket that is not guarded by a senior man!

"Damn it!" After looking around for a while, Hayward finally decided to abandon Marion and personally chase to the basket to prepare for defense.

Even if Hayward is a white forward, his athleticism is actually quite good. Just like Yiyang, with yellow skin, he has the speed and bounce that is as terrifying as Wall. The guys in the Bulldogs team were all different!

Seeing Hayward chasing, Yiyang was not afraid. He jumped directly on one foot, and then slammed his arm to the basket.

At the same time ~www.novelmtl.com~ Hayward had chased Yiyang, and the two had violent physical contact in the air. Hayward raised his arms, but he was not far from the basketball in Yiyang's hands.

In this way, Yiyang pushed the ball into the frame for life through Hayward's body. However, due to physical confrontation, Yiyang, who was not in weight, lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

The first to rush to La Yiyang was not the Mavericks player, but Hayward!

"It's okay, buddy!" Hayward seemed a little worried.

"Don't worry, hey, this goal is enough to pay back your 5 points, I'm a dunk!" Yiyang reached out and hammered Hayward in the chest.

The white forward smiled and played with Yiyang, even as an opponent, he was still so energetic!

The Jazz reorganized the offense, and Hayward ran to the front court excitedly. Jerry Sloan below looked at the two men with emotion in his heart.

This is an era of young people. My own kind of antique, maybe, it's time to say goodbye.

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