At the end of the first quarter, Kevin Martin used a screen to get inside and caused a foul on Garnett.

That set of one running, two leaning and three jumping makes it easy to play.

I am really speechless. The whistle in this game can no longer be described as biased.

Just add no conscience.

A round ago, Hardy was roughly knocked down by Thunder backup center Nick Collison when he was going for a layup, but the referee didn't even look at Hardy.

But now, he just blocked Martin a little and was blown away.

The hard guy immediately rushed up to argue with the referee and spat the referee in the face.

Do you think I'm not black enough? Are you adding black to black?

Not to mention being harsh, even Mike Brin can't stand it, but due to his position, he really can't say much.

This game should have been exciting. However, because there was no defense and the game was constantly interrupted by fouls, the viewing experience was very poor.

If Mike Breen hadn't been a highly qualified person, he would have wanted to complain: "What a shame in this game."

Civilized football viewing starts with me.

Gute cursed and stood at the designated position waiting for Martin to make free throws. Naturally, Martin made both free throws steadily.

For Thunder players, scoring is as simple as free throw drills.

Although Martin made two free throws, the braised eggs in the audience still couldn't laugh.

Something is wrong with today's game!

The Thunder's free throws are already shameless... Bah, the Trail Blazers' fouls are already shameless, and they still lead the Thunder by 2 points at this time.

30 to 32, both teams scored very high.

The Thunder rely on high free throws to score high points, while the Trail Blazers rely on three-pointers!

In the first quarter of the game, the Trail Blazers scored 15 points just by shooting three-pointers. The team scored 5 three-pointers in a single quarter, which made the Thunder dizzy.

To be honest, if the Thunder hadn't been able to get free throws so easily, they would have struggled to even hold on to the score.

Although the score difference was not big, on the scene, the Trail Blazers suppressed the Thunder.

That's why Braised Egg can't laugh now.

This game was far from what he expected.

At this time, there are 3.2 seconds left before the end of the first quarter.

Under normal circumstances, the Trail Blazers should have directly shot the ball from a long distance after receiving the baseline ball.

But as a New York genius who works as much as he is paid, strives to be worthy of every penny of his salary, and will continue to work hard even in garbage time, and his mind is full of tricks.

Stephenson watched all the Thunder players retreat from halftime, and a ghostly operation suddenly came to his mind.

"Brother Hard, I think this ball can be played like this!" Stephenson looked at Gane who was about to serve, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Gane glanced at Stephen McJo in confusion, but Finson just nodded affirmatively: "Believe me! With my IQ, this plan will definitely work!"

So Harder finally didn't pass the ball directly to Finson, but passed a ground ball!

As we all know, according to NBA rules, time does not start as soon as the ball is released.

Someone has to touch the ball for the clock to start running.

If no one catches the ball after it is sent out, the time will remain fixed. This is the purpose of the ground ball tactic - to save time.

If Finson catches the ball directly, time will start jumping the moment he catches the ball.

This means that he only has 3.2 seconds from receiving the ball in the backcourt to completing the shot.

But if Finson waits for the ball to roll across half court before picking it up, then these 3.2 seconds will be very sufficient.

The Thunder players really didn't care about the ball, waiting directly in their own half to prepare to defend.

Stephenson just followed the ball across the midfield line.

Under normal circumstances, it's almost time to pick up the ball after it crosses the midfield line. After all, it's already deep into the opponent's territory.

However......

Stephenson still had no intention of picking up the ball, but continued to watch the basketball roll forward.

Kevin Martin was well prepared and did not dare to pick up the ball easily.

If the ball is not picked up and is out of position, the opponent will find a chance to score.

He doesn't want his opponent to score a buzzer-beating goal over his head.

But after waiting for a few more seconds, Martin discovered...

This ball is almost rolling to my feet!

Why did Stephenson want to squeeze? He thought about waiting for the ball to roll closer, and then he would feint a shot when he picked it up, deceiving Martin, and then he could go straight to the yellow dragon, one step to the stomach, and score a breakthrough.

As long as the distance is close enough, 3.2 seconds is enough to complete this series of sexy operations.

Finally, the ball rolled near the three-point line. Martin looked at the basketball getting closer and closer and couldn't care less.

Get the fuck!

Then, Martin suddenly leaned down and reached for the ball.

He admitted that he was gambling.

If Stephenson picks up the ball before him, he will be completely out of position.

But now that the ball is within reach, there’s no point in not picking it up.

Stephenson looked at Martin rushing toward him, his heart filled with disdain.

You are also a veteran, are you so restless?

There is no other way, so I can only reluctantly perform.

So, Stephenson also bent down to get the ball.

Who knew, Martin would be faster than Finson expected!

Seeing that Martin's hand was about to hit the basketball, Finson subconsciously rolled the ball to the side. He planned to avoid Martin's hand first, and then pick the ball up.

But because the ball had rolled to the right side of the court at this time, the space was extremely narrow.

Therefore, after Finson rolled the ball to the side, the ball accidentally hit the sideline.

"Dudu! The Trail Blazers are out of bounds, and the Thunder have the ball!"

The referee immediately blew the whistle, and the Blazers' ground ball tactics ended up going out of bounds...

Stephenson's tactics are indeed worthy of the word ghost!

"Fuck me..." Her lungs were almost exploded with anger.

Being fouled just now was already annoying enough, but Stephenson did it like this, which is really ruining his life!

When Stephenson was explaining tactics to Hard Special just now, Hard Special thought it was unreliable.

It’s not that this tactic is unreliable, it’s that this person is unreliable!

But after all, we are all teammates, so Jute chose to believe it.

But it turns out that Jiute thought of Fensen too well!

He is simply not qualified to teach tactics to hard special players from an IQ perspective.

"Pfft!" Wayne, who was resting on the bench, almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Although this is a crucial game, every mistake is fatal.

But Wayne still laughed unkindly.

Stephenson can do it, and he has never disappointed when it comes to sand sculptures.

This means surpassing Curry.

Speaking of which, Stephenson's brain has been in a short-circuit state since the beginning of the playoffs.

Basically I have to show off once or twice in every game.

Normally, Wayne would have hummed a few words about Fenson.

But today...

His IQ comes in handy!

Wayne looked at the braised eggs in the third row of the stands opposite, "You have disgusted me so many times, I will give you some pain, but it's not too much."

At the end of the first quarter due to Finson's silly mistake, the Trail Blazers still led.

Carlisle was already waiting for Finson with a serious face, and sure enough, as soon as Finson came down, Carlisle applauded him.

"Good guy, I'll be honest, good guy, you are worthy of being the New York ball tyrant!"

"Hehe, small mistake, small mistake~" Fensen nodded and bowed with a playful smile, which made Carlisle lose his temper instantly.
To be continued...