In the Rockets locker room.
A group of players gathered around the manager, D'Antoni, to listen to his tactics.
"The Los Angeles Clippers are a weak team, and there are only nine players on the roster. We are much stronger than our opponents.”
"Attention, Ariza is responsible for defending against Lin Ming alone. Befuli will assist in defense on the weak side and be ready to intercept at any time. They had to seal off the space inside and not give Lin Ming a chance to break through.”
Although there were only two samples of the matches.
However, D'Antoni still arranged for the players to watch the video repeatedly to study Lin Ming.
After watching the first Miracle game, D'Antoni didn't agree.
Because in that match, although Lin Ming's talent was explosive and his hands were hot, he was still able to feel the heat.
However, judging from his performance on the field, his defense was average and he lacked experience. To put it bluntly, he was reckless!
Newborn calves were not afraid of tigers. Coupled with the super strong feeling, this caused Lin Ming to go berserk.
D'Antoni, who was experienced in coaching, had seen this kind of situation too many times and did not think much of it.
But in the second round, Lin Ming had completely transformed.
Although the points were not as explosive as before, there were fewer shots.
Lin Ming had made rapid progress in terms of rebounding and organizing attacks.
With the height of a fullback, he grabbed more than 10 rebound points and could even send out difficult second passes.
This was the place to kill!
If the shot was accurate, it could forcefully seal you off.
However, if he could revitalize the entire team, it would undoubtedly be even more fatal.
Hence, D'Antoni's focus was completely on Lin Ming.
They surrounded him layer by layer and cut off the connection between Lin Ming and his teammates.
If necessary, they could even relax their defense a little and let Lin Ming get high marks. All they had to do was to stop him from activating the entire team.
In D'Antoni's opinion, no matter how hard a fist was, it could not kill a person.
If the Laker's fists were to gather together, the power would be terrifying.
The tactics of the Laker were simple.
He passed the ball to Lin Ming, and the big guy stepped forward to provide cover.
As for whether to shoot or pass the ball, it was up to Lin Ming to decide. He had all the privileges. He was the absolute brain and soul of the team.
Not long after, the home team and the visiting team players came out from the tunnel.
When Lin Ming walked out of the players 'tunnel, countless fans reached out and high-fived him.
This was because the Rockets had a lot of Chinese fans.
Many Chinese, overseas Chinese, and fans who came from China to watch the battle were Lin Ming's fanatical fans.
Although they were Rockets fans, they were also Lin Ming's fans. After all, they were all compatriots!
"Lin Ming, well done. I look forward to your wonderful performance.”
"Come on, Lin Ming, we will always support you. The Chinese fans are all supporting you!”
"Don't feel any psychological burden when playing against a strong team. Just play well.”
Many fans were giving Lin Ming encouragement and cheering him on.
It was originally a very ordinary battle, but because of Lin Ming's existence, it attracted a huge amount of attention.
In terms of limelight alone, Lin Ming was unmatched in the NBA.
Even the Rockets 'boss, Alexander, and general manager, Mo Lei, chose to watch from the sidelines.
Rather than checking on the team's performance, it was more accurate to say that they were observing Lin Ming because they had brought a few senior scouts with them to give an evaluation report.
If the Rockets wanted to win the championship and fight against the Galaxy Battleship Warriors, they had to strengthen their original lineup.
Lin Ming was just a rookie, but his talent was explosive and his performance was shocking.
Who wouldn't want to recruit such a treasure player?
On the court.
Harden dribbled back and forth between his legs, then slowly raised his elbow and shot, easily hitting the target.
As the face of the current shooting guard in the league, Harden was often able to produce explosive data, and he had not reached the peak yet.
No one knew what Harden's upper limit was.
Although he didn't have a championship ring, Harden's current hot performance and achievements made him a superstar.
As long as he led the team to win even one championship, Harden would be able to enter the historical level and shine in history.
Of course, Harden also had a lot of things that people criticized.
For example, his defensive attitude was poor, he was often distracted, he liked to pengci, he was soft at critical moments, and his choice of attack was questionable.
However, Harden's performance was indeed terrifying. It was not easy to lead this star-studded rocket to the championship every year.
"What do you think of Lin Ming? I think he's very talented and he's good at shooting, but I don't want him to perform superbly above us again.”
Harden's eyes widened as he stroked his beard and glanced at Befuli.
"Leave it to us. With Ariza and I blocking the perimeter, Lin Ming won't be able to do anything. Our defense is not something that the previous teams can compare to.”
Beverley and Ariza were known for their defense.
Befuli's mad dog defense made him the victim of many defenders in the league.
Soon, the live broadcast of the competition was about to begin.
Houston's commentators on the sidelines were T, NT's Reggie Miller and John Smith. The two of them were talking non-stop.
"As everyone knows, Lin's performance is very hot, but how will he perform against the scoring monster Harden? Will Harden beat you?"
"The Rockets 'tough perimeter defense will put unprecedented pressure on Lin. If he couldn't break through the enemy's defense, he would be defeated.”
"The match is about to begin. Let's wait and see!”
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