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Chapter 149 New York Famous Fax University(1/2)

The opening game was 8-2, with Pat Riley standing on the sidelines and spreading his hands helplessly.

He was really helpless. In theory, with the Knicks' defense, a main score came from the basket. The mid-range is very accurate and not the top-notch one. A scorer who can shoot from outside the three-point line but has an average shooting percentage should be able to capture it.

But what about the result? Lin Xing started with 6 points, 1 rebound and 1 assist.

Not only did he not defend himself, he also let Lin Xing kill him.

Riley believes that his defensive arrangement and tactical response are fine.

The tactics are fine, but what is the problem is obvious.

Anthony Mason has a problem with his defensive attitude, he is soft and dare not do any moves.

You know, now is the 1990s, and it is an era when defense can be used at will.

Including Oakley's defense, it's too cleaner than usual.

Riley shook his head, he understood what the problem was.

But the game has just begun and he wasted a timeout idea before the game started.

He could only stand on the sidelines, start using sound wave attacks at the top of his throat.

However, the target of the attack was not Lin Xing, but Anthony Mason.

"Anthony, can you be harder? Can you be harder?"

Mason didn't react yet, but Lin Xing first threw a question mark against the sidelines.

Is Tuen’s Bible so widely circulated? The last time he heard this shouting, it was the last time.

In the Warriors' next offensive round, Mason is the left and right man.

On one side is the pressure given by Pat Riley on him, and on the other side is the pressure given by Lin Xing on the front.

For a moment, he really didn't know how to choose.

Riley shouted loudly on the sidelines, and Mason had no choice but to step forward.

But at this step, Lin Xing turned around and broke through, shook his arm and gave Mason a elbow.

There was a dull bang, but the referee ignored it.

It’s not that Lin Xing has any privileges, but that this level of elbow is really normal in the current NBA.

If every elbow of this level is fouled, then don't play the game.

Even the victim Anthony Mason rubbed his chest in pain.

Turning around, watching Lin Xing reach the basket, avoiding Oakley's backup defense, and making a light layup.

"Star has scored 8 points in a row, and the Knicks can't stop him..."

Spike Lee, dressed in Santa Claus on the sidelines, was anxious as he watched Lin Xing rage wildly.

"Think about a solution, Pat, it really doesn't work, you can just call a pause!"

It is impossible to pause, Riley knows very well that this game will be very anxious.

He has to keep those pauses for critical moments before using them.

Without a timeout, the Knicks made another attack in a hurry, and Ewing attracted the defense in the middle.

Starks, who was interspersed at the basket, received the ball and made a layup, finally scored the first goal of the game.

As soon as the ball was scored, the score jumped 10 to 4!

Just looking at the score, the Knicks did not reach a very critical moment.

After all, they were only 6 points behind.

At the beginning of the game, the score difference looked scary. If you wait or not, it wouldn't be so scary.

After all, there is only a gap of 3 goals.

Another round for the Warriors, Riley doesn't need to take action this time.

Spike Lee stood on the sidelines, jumping and shouting at Anthony Mason.

His voice was not loud, completely overwhelmed by Madison's booing. Lin Xing really couldn't hear what he was saying.

However, this wave of offense made Mason's defense look harder.

He reached out to pinch Lin Xing and finally got the strength that Riley and New York fans wanted.

Lin Xing's breakthrough has indeed become difficult, but it is just a little bit difficult.

This time, he chose to protrude from the front, and while accelerating and squeezing hard, he secretly rubbed one elbow.

With a muffled bang, Mason let out a step.

Lin Xing accelerated in and after three or two steps, he encountered Oakley's assisted defense.

But at this time, his rush had already started, and he directly bleeded in and continued to rush in.

When Ewing saw that this was not good. If he didn't make up for one more, Lin Xing would score 10 points in a row.

With the sting of the bullet, the gorilla made up for the middle lane.

Seeing Lin Xing jumping up, he jumped up and raised his hand to interfere.

However, Lin Xing, who jumped up, stuffed the ball in with a low hand.

Behind Ewing, the old chief took off and rushed.

Bang!

"Star scored another assist, but more importantly, the Warriors deducted another one."

"This time it was Robert Parish's heavy dunk at the basket. Who would have thought that the 41-year-old chief could even buckle one on the gorilla's head?"

Commentary seat, Matt Gudica gloats.

On the court, the gorillas were helpless.

Lin Xing messed up the Knicks' periphery defense alone, and he was just a center forward, and there was nothing he could do.

Always not, should he do the task of restoring the defense to the middle distance?

It was 12 to 4, Riley was still enduring.

Turning around the Knicks' attack, Ewing scored another 2 points in the middle distance.

12 to 6, Riley felt that he could endure it for a longer time.

But in the next round, Lin Xing still holds the ball.

He didn't know what happened to this game. He suddenly didn't like passing the ball or playing pick-and-roll.

If you are dedicated, you want to score points.

It's best that all teammates can pull them apart and give him the space to stand up and play singles.

To put it bluntly, Lin Xing still remembers the unfinished career of conquering Madison last season.

This attack was the same, although Gatlin provided a cover.

Lin Xing pretended to go in and actually retreated.

Not only his opponent, but even Gatlin was shaken by Lin Xing.

After taking a three-point jump shot, he was not disturbed by a single point.

Swish—!

As the three-pointers were in the bag, the score jumped, and the score was 15 to 6.

On the sidelines, Riley felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Pause pause!"

He ran to the sidelines and called out the first timeout of the game.

There is no need to say much about the suspension, and Riley can't make any adjustments, so he can only denounce Anthony Mason.

"Asen, you're harder, can you be harder?"

"Can you step on the horse be harder..."

As smart as Riley, of course he saw the reason why Mason beat him so timidly.

"Don't be afraid of him. This is Madison Square Garden Arena. This game is a Christmas battle. No matter how hard Stalin is, he will not be able to take action at Madison Square Garden Arena.

"He also has to worry about the old man in the stands!"

David Stern sat in the stands in this game, which is why he is very confident that he can't play in this game.

He has supervised the battle on the spot, and he can still fight on the field, so he is too unfair to take him as the president of the league seriously.

It is impossible to fight, and Riley's words also successfully enlightened Anthony Mason.

"Yes, we dare not take action in this game, and he dare not take action. Isn't that just compares who has harder elbows and whose small movements are more sinister? We are New York gangsters, who can compare with us!"

With this belief, Anthony Mason stepped back onto the court.

On the court, Lin Xing was still the same.

But he found that Mason's eyes changed, as fierce as before, but he dared to look at Lin Xing.

"Oh, this guy suddenly became bolder. It seemed that it was Pat Riley's old fox who said something."

Riley, the old fox, has a very good brainwashing skill.

Otherwise, he would not be the one who formed the first peak three giants.

"I've gotten on the pirate ship, Mason..."

After the timeout, the Knicks' attacks.

Ewing wanted to take a break, but waved his hand to reject Derek Harper's pass.

Ewing has no chance to play at this point, Starks? Riley just instructed him not to pass the ball to him if he is not a big open space.
To be continued...
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