BSI Chapter 348 Point Guards Shouldn't Be Played Like This
Chapter 348 Point Guards Shouldn't Be Played Like This
"It's okay, I'm really okay, it's just that I got an 85... Fuck!"
"Mo, you have to help me get revenge next time, and score an 85, no, at least an 86 on Kobe!"
Bosh shouted indignantly from the other end of the phone.
Mo Wen shook his head helplessly. He knew that this kid wasn't as magnanimous and open-minded as he had appeared at the press conference.
But how do you get 80+ points against Kobe?
The possibility is really slim.
Based on his experience in dungeons, situations like Arenas scoring 60 points against him would be Kobe's limit of tolerance.
If he scores any more, the Black Mamba will have to switch to Karl-Anthony Malone. Before he gets 80 points, it's more likely that one of them, Malone or Kobe, will be elbowed down.
"Get a good night's sleep. If you can't, have a few more drinks. I don't know if you've ever heard the saying—'When the sun rises, forget about yesterday.'" Mo Wen offered his dry words of comfort.
He's really not good at saying these kinds of things. Mainly because no one comforts him when he gets beaten up in the game, and in real life, being a winner always makes it difficult for him to offer deep comfort to people.
“You’re right, I should go have a few drinks.” Bosh’s voice was a little low, but then it rose again. “By the way, Mo, you have to do me a favor.”
"what?"
“That bastard Melo actually had the nerve to call and laugh at me just now. I was so angry that I hung up on him. But now I realize I actually need his experience, but he won’t answer when I call him again. So could you ask him for me?”
Mo Wen: "..."
You'd better ask someone with experience.
Melo is also impressive; he clearly knew Bosh's counterattack strategy, struck and retreated, and even though he didn't enter the internet age, he's mastered the ways of the internet.
Unable to listen to Bosh's heartfelt request, Mo Wen hung up the phone and still edited a text message, humbly admitting that he was not good at comforting people and wanted Melon to share his experience.
Then less than half a minute passed.
His phone was then dialed by Melon.
But there was no shouting or yelling from the other end of the phone; there was only a brief silence followed by the sound of hurried footsteps.
With a splash, the phone seemed to fall into the water, followed by a sound like dumplings being dropped into boiling water.
"You piece of shit, go to hell with the shit!"
Then came the sound of rushing water, and Mo Wen roughly guessed what had happened.
Standing by the toilet, Melon stood with his hands on his hips, his chest heaving violently. He watched as his phone and his wife's piles of cosmetics and skincare products were washed away, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of saliva.
Pooh!
If he weren't already pregnant, he really wanted to give Mo Wen the real thing.
There's no way around it. If you ask someone who scored 88 points to share their experience of getting out of the shadows, what's the difference between that and making them ruminate in their large intestine?
Whether it's 88 points or 58 points, sooner or later, he will definitely get his revenge!
……
night.
Mo Wen originally wanted to rest, but Kobe's 85 points really ignited his fighting spirit, and after two hours of rest, the princess felt ready again.
Thus, with mutual affection, the princess's consciousness once again met God.
Mo Wen quickly fell asleep after returning to his room. When he opened his eyes again, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the three-choice scenario had turned into a hellish scenario: the 2009-2010 NBA Finals between the Celtics and the Lakers.
When he excitedly clicked in, he discovered he was wearing a green jersey. Looking at his teammates—Pierce, Ray Allen, Rondo…
So, what I'm referring to this time is the big hard thing?
However, he couldn't care less about that now; all he wanted to do was fuck Kobe.
As a result, the NPCs, both on and off the field, whose intelligence was close to that of real people in a parallel world, were all horrified to discover that their giant KG seemed to have gone mad.
He treated the three-point line like a free throw line, shooting incredibly accurate three-pointers by using long two-point shots.
If it weren't for that guy's still tough defense, and his inability to stop pounding his chest and roaring after each three-pointer, everyone on the court would have suspected that KG was possessed by a demon.
"You are definitely not KG. Who are you? What kind of monster are you?"
Kobe, who had given his all and scored a whopping 38 points but was still outscored by 30, had a slightly pale, dark face as he grabbed Mo Wen's jersey and questioned him.
Mo Wen felt a little bored and shook his head.
"It's my problem; you're not him after all."
Although the Kobe in front of us may be closer to the original Kobe in history, in terms of strength, this Kobe may not be as good as the Kobe in our own time.
Whether it's having himself as a reference for technological advancement or having Paul closely following him, Kobe in his own timeline is clearly a bit stronger.
But when Mo Wen chose to open up the game and imitated Harden's play to halftime in Game 4, Kobe broke through the defense again and ran to the Celtics' locker room before the break to grab him by the collar.
"Why the hell won't you let that devil out? I don't want to fight you, I don't want to lose to you, fuck! Let that devil come and kill me, let him come, and get out of here!"
Mo Wen: "..."
……
The following morning, a single number once again dominated the headlines across the United States.
85!
A miraculous moment on the court: a lone hero scores 85 points!
Just Three Points Away from Immortality: What Did Kobe's 85-Point Night Really Mean?!
85 vs 88: Defining the Numbers of New NBA Matchups
"A hair's breadth away: Kobe's 85-point game might have been a much harder road."
Unlike last year when Morton set a record that was universally admired, Kobe did not break Morton's record. So even though most American media outlets biasedly emphasized that '85 and '88 were of the same level of greatness, comparisons were still inevitable.
On ESPN's morning show, Stephen A. Smith once again unleashed his signature vocals, shouting at the top of his lungs:
"Eighty-five points! Ladies and gentlemen, what did Kobe Bryant do in Toronto last night? He scored 85 points!"
"I really can't believe that without Mona's magical three-pointer, without Paul passing him the ball at the sweet spot, and without Jermaine helping him grab rebounds in the paint, Kobe actually scored 85 points all by his own individual ability!"
"Now the question is, last year Morey's 88 points made his MVP award undisputed, earning him the first unanimous MVP in history. But this year he finally has a worthy challenger, Kobe, who scored 85 points, just one three-pointer away from Morey's record. So, is it possible for Kobe to..."
Stephen A. Smith's voice is intriguing.
"No." The show's lead commentator, Mark Jackson, rejected it all without batting an eye.
"Why not?"
"Because Mo Wen averages a triple-double, he is this year's scoring champion and assist champion, and the SuperSonics have the best record in the league." Honest Mark Jackson didn't take the bait at all.
There's nothing we can do about it; his persona is that of a true expert on football.
"But that's 85 points! Eighty-five, sir!"
"Do you remember what Mo said after he scored 88 points? It was just a regular season game." Mark Jackson sighed.
"If he continues to do so, I can only say that 85 points is truly great, so he will be ranked second on the MVP list. Congratulations."
On TNT's show, after listening to everyone else's boasting, Barkley finally couldn't help but stand up and say something fair in their hearts.
"In my opinion, Kobe is like that frog who was just an inch away from kissing the princess—not an inch, but the distance between the prince and the frog. 85 points, even Michael Jordan couldn't do that back then, but Kobe did. So you can say that Kobe's scoring ability is better than Michael Jordan's, because that's a fact. 85 points is amazing, but 88 points is even more amazing, that's a fact too."
Kenny Smith tried to defend Kobe: "If Kobe had made that three-pointer with ten seconds left—"
"But it didn't go in!" Barkley spread his hands in disappointment. "Basketball doesn't care about 'what ifs.' You know, if I had eaten three thousand... maybe six thousand less donuts after I retired, I could still dunk now!"
While Lakers fans were celebrating Kobe's 85-point performance, they also expressed great dissatisfaction with the widespread perception that Kobe shouldn't be accused of faking his MVP award.
"With two of the Big Three missing, he scored 85 points, the third-highest individual score in history, and the team's record was not bad either. Why can't Kobe compete for MVP?"
"Mo Wen's 88 points were against the Nuggets. Don't you know how good Melo and AI's defense is? Kobe was facing the Raptors with Bosh! That's a real powerhouse in the East!"
"To be fair, even without this game, Bosh should have had a chance to win the Defensive Player of the Year award, right?"
(Bosh: I get DPOY? What am I?)
However, once their voices reached the outside world, kind-hearted fans of Mo Wen quickly posted data comparisons.
Even someone who failed math could see that Mo Wen scored more points with fewer shots, fewer free throws, and a higher shooting percentage.
"It's just that Mo Wen took more three-pointers. All he does is float around on the perimeter and shoot threes. What's so great about that?" a Kobe fan commented below.
Momi: Being good at three-pointers is really amazing, look at that—
Kobe's last three-pointer missed.gif
……
Celtics training facility.
Harden, who had participated in the team's recovery training, didn't stay on the court for long. At the team doctor's instruction, he quickly returned to the sidelines, and after an examination, his knee was wrapped with an ice pack again.
Because there was a game that evening, Rivers didn't push himself too hard. He continued training for about ten minutes before dismissing the team for a rest, and the Big Three gathered together to discuss things.
When not playing, Harden doesn't seem cold and tough, especially since the two opponents are close to his age and roughly equal in status.
The three greeted each other and joked around, and the conversation naturally drifted to Kobe's 85-point game.
"That's how the league is. They always come up with policies to make things easier for the offense, but anyone who really understands basketball knows what's really needed in the playoffs," Pierce complained sourly.
“Yeah, but it’s the regular season now, and I’m, well, a little worried about you guys. I really want to play tonight, but the team doctor won’t let me.” Garnett frowned slightly.
"Are you worried that Mo Wen might see Kobe's performance tonight and then do something similar to us?" In the past six months, the group had developed a tacit understanding, so Pierce could easily guess what Garnett was worried about.
"Ah."
"Ha, don't overthink it, KG." Pierce laughed and shook his head, his tone light and seemingly without any worry.
"Mo couldn't get 88 points because Melo doesn't know what defense is, and AI's physique is completely mismatched. Kobe played against the Raptors yesterday. Do you know what level the Raptors' defense is? That long-necked kid said he was modeled after you, but he's far from it." "As for us, even without you, Vince and I, in terms of both talent and experience... at least we wouldn't let him get high scores."
After saying that, Pierce patted his chest.
Carter smiled confidently and nodded in agreement, "PP is right."
"Without that European center, the SuperSonics only have Morey and Ray as their two stars. PP and I are more than enough to handle them, don't worry."
As long as he doesn't face Mo Wen directly, he's not afraid of the challenge that night.
Garnett nodded, but then noticed that Pierce's fingers were wrapped around his jersey and spinning around.
That was an unconscious action he took when he was nervous.
And what about Carter?
He seems perfectly normal, but the problem is that he seems too normal.
Like him, Carter is an introverted (or perhaps secretly passionate) person, and he can't help but let his emotions show in these private settings.
But today, Carter seemed to be facing a camera all the time.
Tension and vigilance.
His premonition about tonight's match was like the cool air emanating from the ice pack on his leg—first a numb, pleasant sensation, then a bone-chilling cold.
……
The North Shore Garden stadium was unusually noisy tonight.
After the Lakers' Big Three and LeBron James suffered consecutive defeats at the hands of Moriarty, the Celtics seem to be the only team capable of stopping the SuperSonics.
Sanctions.
This may be the biggest threat Mo Wen has heard in the past three years.
Because whether it's the Heat's Big Three or the SuperSonics' Big Three, the biggest expectation people have for the opponents of these teams is simply to stop them.
This is how people recognize the Big Three team.
The Lakers' Big Three can't really be considered a true Big Three in the current context, because Paul hasn't put up the same numbers as he did with the Hornets in the original timeline.
Fans outside of Los Angeles do not recognize Paul's status as a superstar, instead viewing it as routine hype and unwarranted praise from Los Angeles media.
Unfortunately, Garnett's absence turned what was considered a "destined death" for the SuperSonics into a close contest between two star teams.
During the pre-game warm-up, Pierce caught a glimpse of Mo Wen practicing shooting on the other side of the court and inexplicably became uneasy.
The once smooth shooting rhythm has become somewhat disordered.
Pierce knew he had to do something, so he put down the basketball and walked towards Mo Wen.
“You might still win this year’s MVP, but here, at TD Garden, I am the best player, and you can’t beat me.”
This might seem somewhat inexplicable to Mo Wen.
But after confronting his fears, Pierce clearly felt that he had regained his confidence and pride.
Mo Wen turned his head and nodded to Pierce to indicate that he had heard him, then continued to throw the next ball without any intention of responding.
Perhaps because he familiarized himself with the arena in the game last night, he had a pretty good feel for the game today in this intimidating home court.
The best player at TD Garden?
For some reason, Mo Wen suddenly thought of Ma Jian's classic question—who has the most universally acknowledged view?
……
"Zhuang'er, Zhuang'er, good afternoon, audience."
"Next up is a highly anticipated NBA matchup between the SuperSonics and the Celtics."
"The Celtics boldly signed superstar Vince Carter this summer and traded with the Timberwolves for former MVP Kevin Garnett, instantly becoming one of the top teams in the NBA. They are currently ranked first in the Eastern Conference and are strong contenders for this year's NBA championship."
"We saw the camera focus on Garnett on the sidelines. He didn't enter the court like the other Celtics players, following the usual procedure. According to previous reports, he has a leg injury, so unfortunately he can't play today."
As soon as Yu Jia's youthful voice fell, Xu Jicheng took over the commentary on the current situation of the supersonics. After he finished his introduction, Xu turned the conversation to Coach Zhang in the middle.
"Coach Zhang, what are your thoughts on today's match?"
"Hey, today's game is going to be really exciting. We've been watching the SuperSonics every day, and we all know Vince Carter. He plays beautifully. Paul Pierce is also a top-five small forward in the league, and his back-to-the-basket move is incredibly smooth."
Coach Zhang's authentic Beijing accent rang out, his tone quite relaxed and leisurely.
"The Celtics are the biggest rivals to the SuperSonics for the championship this year. It's a pity that Garnett is injured today. Without Garnett, the Celtics will not only be affected in the paint, but their entire defensive system will also be difficult to organize."
"Kobe scored 85 points yesterday, which I think many fans saw. If you ask me, the Celtics' defense without Garnett might not be as good as the Raptors' yesterday. If I were to say, if Mo Wen had a good shooting touch, perhaps he could have brought us a scoring feast today as well."
As time passed, both sides entered the jump ball phase.
Tyson Chandler faced little pressure against the large and heavy Kendrick Perkins and won the opening possession for the SuperSonics.
As the top team in the East, the Celtics retreated quickly on defense, giving Mo Wen no chance to open the scoring.
Pierce didn't immediately go up to match up against Morven, and Morven didn't even call for a pick-and-roll when facing the young Rondo.
After directing traffic and waiting for teammates to spread out, it's time to go one-on-one.
Knowing that Mo Wen liked to shoot super long three-pointers at the start of the game to scare people, Rondo stayed a bit too close, so Mo Wen easily passed him and blocked him from behind with his broad shoulders.
Standing on the free-throw line, seeing Perkins about to collapse, Mo Wencai leisurely lifted the ball with one hand and launched a floater.
Fluent movements naturally require fluid goals.
2-0.
Even though his opponent was the best player in the world, Rondo couldn't help but blush when the goal was achieved so easily. However, when it came to the offensive round, he still passed the cannon to Pierce according to the tactics.
Pierce wanted to punish the SuperSonics rookie with his smooth isolation plays, but Gay's defense was not as simple as he thought.
A year and a half may not be enough to finish a novel, but it's enough time for a man to get through a foot massage parlor.
Guy is no longer the little Chu Nan who can be easily teased and manipulated.
Mo Wen's coaching and accumulated experience enabled him to defend against Pierce's triple threat and back-to-the-basket moves, keeping Pierce firmly outside the elbow area and preventing him from advancing an inch.
Pierce didn't want to be forced to pass the buck in the last few seconds by a young player right from the start, so he had no choice but to force himself to turn his back to the basket and find his rhythm to shoot a jump shot.
boom--
The basketball hit the rim and flew out.
I don’t know if it was because of the hard stuff I brought up last night, but Mo Wen felt like he could clearly predict the trajectory of this long rebound.
He made a relatively risky move; instead of grabbing the rebound, he swung his hand and slapped the ball forward.
He strode quickly towards the basket.
The Celtics cheerleading squad, which has only been established for less than two years, has clearly integrated into the team culture. Mo Wen glanced at the basket and noticed several cheerleaders wearing low-cut tops striking a pose with their chests folded.
Unfortunately, having enjoyed the Princess's "state banquet" last night, Mo Wen had little interest in this matter.
boom!
4:0
Carter then set a screen for Perkins, shook off Ray Allen, drove into the paint and drew a foul from Tyson, making one of two free throws to give the Celtics their first point of the game.
But when the SuperSonics advanced again, Rondo was once again used as a speed bump by Mo Wen, who easily drove into the basket, faked out Perkins, and scored with a smooth reverse layup.
Seeing that Mo Wen had started eating as soon as he saw him without any hesitation, Rondo could only glare at Mo Wen resentfully, and then quickly turn his head away when Mo Wen looked at him.
Damn it, that's not how point guards play!
You should first cook for five seconds outside, enjoy a good meal, direct traffic, wait for your teammates to set screens and get into tactical positions, then pass the ball to the offensive player, while you run to the corner, cut in from the corner, wait for opportunities or go for rebounds. Play like this for three quarters, and only when you are behind in the final quarter should you unlock the one-on-one CG and start taking over the game.
Last season, after I learned that you orchestrated the dirty trick against Sebastian, I still regarded you as my idol. Now it seems that you really have no point guard spirit at all!
Mo Wen didn't care what Rondo was thinking. If Rivers dared to put Rondo in front of him, he would dare to keep eating.
When Rivers learns to be smart, then he can still call for pick-and-rolls and score.
To be fair, with Rondo's excellent physical attributes and focused defensive attitude, he can hardly be considered a liability.
But Mo Wen is a standard swingman type in terms of physique and physicality, and his specialty is to deliver powerful blows to smaller guards.
6:1
Rivers could only yell for a switch on defense from the sidelines.
It wasn't that he was stubborn and didn't know Mo Wen's abilities; it was mainly because Rondo's defensive switches couldn't hide them.
Ray Allen and Rudy Gay are both swingmen with ball-handling skills and top-notch talent.
Rondo also lost his temper. He stopped passing the ball after crossing half-court and just stood there cooking. When his drive failed, he tried to call for a screen to try again. But Mo Wen didn't chase after him. Based on his feeling from playing with him last night, he chased after Rondo with one arm as he crossed the screen and poked the ball away.
Pierce frantically grabbed the ball, but Gay, mimicking Mo Wen, rushed out from the side and grabbed the basketball to steal it.
Just past half-court, Mo Wen discovered that Carter had caught up with him, and could only sigh that his "early attack" ability was still not up to par.
However, he still managed to receive the ball successfully through skillful positioning and physical contact, took a long stride behind his back to avoid Carter's entanglement, and scored again with a push shot.
8: 1.
Mo Wen made all four of his opening shots, and although the lead wasn't huge, Rivers, ever the astute judge, promptly called a timeout. (End of Chapter)