"Alright, everyone, the game continues. It's the Forest Wolves 'attack round now. Wait... Eccentric was finally ready to solo this rookie!”
"Even their own commander-in-chief has publicly criticized their defense many times. One can imagine how bad their defense is.”
"The Nuggets 'temporary manager is betting on Anthony.”
When the live commentators saw Sprewell finally not floating outside to shoot, but preparing for a 1v1, they were not optimistic about Anthony's defense.
They felt that as long as Wang Chen continued with Buzdric's tactics, he would be done for this quarter.
"Man, I think he might not even be able to find a teaching assistant job next season.”
One of the commentators teased.
"Alright, Madman is going to attack. This rookie is about to be crushed.”
At this moment, Madman had already attacked.
Madman was a first-class scorer. He had already been in the best lineup for a while as a rookie in his second year.
When Madman rushed in, whether it was a difficult layup or a violent slam dunk, they were all his forte.
Of course, there was a prerequisite here. A madman had to rush in before he could become crazy.
After the second year rookie entered the best lineup, the Alliance found a way to deal with Madman. His weakness was his shooting. Madman never entered the first or second lineup, not even once in the third lineup.
Anthony's body was very strong, and his body fat was relatively high. Many times, he used his weight to push away the defenders to open up space for jump shots.
On the contrary, Eccentric was actually slightly smaller.
Anthony was six feet eight inches tall and weighed 240 pounds.
Sprewell was six feet five inches tall and weighed only 190 pounds.
Sprewell planned to lean against Anthony and use his expertise in turning around to squeeze through.
Anthony remembered what Wang Chen had said. Sprewell could shoot from a certain distance, as long as he interfered with the shot.
Therefore, when Sprewell leaned his back against Anthony, Anthony had already taken two steps back.
Sprewell staggered and almost fell.
Anthony had only wanted to give Sprewell some space to shoot, but by coincidence, it turned into a beautiful stool.
Sprewell barely avoided falling, but the ball fell to the ground.
Anthony looked at it and took advantage of Sprewell's unadjusted center of gravity to quickly steal the ball.
The young Anthony was also quite fast, and the rest of the Forest Wolves did not react in time.
Anthony's ball turned into a one-stop steal, and he performed a personal slam dunk on a fast break.
Saunders shouted at the referee, calling him a foul.
However, the referee ignored him.
Wang Chen smiled. In his later days, it was indeed against the rules to remove the stool.
However, in this era, it was in line with the rules to remove the stools.
However, after this attack, Wang Chen noticed that a small flame had appeared on Anthony's head.
This was a good thing!
Sprewell's face darkened.
Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of people, it was really embarrassing for a super attacker like him to not be able to hit Anthony.
He watched as Saunders did not change his tactics.
Sprewell took a deep breath. Fortunately, he still had a chance to save face.
Sprewell was ruthless this time.
Skills were useless in front of Anthony, because you could never shake off a person who did not defend. Sprewell did not dare to shoot because of the consecutive shots.
Sprewell simply used brute force to crash into Anthony, looking for a fight.
But soon, Sprewell found that this road was not going to work. Anthony was much stronger than him, and he could not move…
The 24-second attack time was running out with Sprewell's continuous attempts.
"Oh no, there's not enough time."
Sprewell panicked.
Just as Sprewell was about to shoot, Anthony's strategy of letting him shoot suddenly turned into a close call.
His attack was disrupted.
Clang!
The snowflakes on Eccentric's head were already beginning to shine.
Frost Archer.
Sprewell's continuous low performance made him dizzy.
Even when he returned to defend, he was a little dazed.
Miller saw that Anthony had a chance and passed it directly.
Anthony didn't hesitate and immediately chased after him. Sprewell hurriedly touched Anthony's hand.
In the last game, he still dared to throw the ball that was 15 for 1.
There was nothing he didn't dare to do!
The arrogance of a prodigy!
Wang Chen took a look. Before Anthony threw the ball, there was already a small spark.
Anthony, who had a good hand, had created 33 points in a single quarter.
Shua!
A three-pointer shot out of the net, a hollow three-pointer!
Beep!
At the same time, the whistle sounded. Sprewell's action was caught by the referee.
3 1！
Walking to the free throw line, Anthony scored steadily.
Timberwolves 83:74 Nuggets.
9 points difference!
Sunders was so angry that he blew his beard and called for a time-out.
Sunders did not understand why a match that was a sure win would turn out like this.
The others were also stunned. Was the Nuggets trying to turn the tables?
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