"When we came back from the break, we saw that the Red Team's manager had probably laid out a tactic.”
"There are 18 seconds left. I don't know what tactics Coach Van Gundy has laid out.”
"McGrady has the ball in the front field. Is the Red Team going to play three points?”
Director Zhang's words made the hearts of the fans in front of the television rise to their throats.
Bang!
Gu Yu looked at McGrady, who was dribbling the ball, and knew that McGrady was likely to complete the attack because the final moment often belonged to superstars.
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McGrady deliberately pressed for time. In the next moment, McGrady made a fake jump and shot from the middle of the elbow.
Gu Yu was sure that he had defended the ball very well. It had even landed on McGrady's face.
Swoosh!
McGrady's mid-range shot was a solid hit, and the next moment, the entire stadium cheered.
“mvp！！！”
“mvp！！！”
“mvp！！！”
“......”
McGrady, who had 31 points, 7 assists, and 6 rebounding today, would undoubtedly be the MVP of the entire game if he won.
Rivers called a time-out. Looking at the remaining 0.4 seconds, Gu Yu knew that he still had a chance.
Although McGrady had suppressed the time, he was still a little anxious and gave Gu Yu a chance to counterattack.
It had been only a few years since Old Fish beat the Spurs in 0.4 seconds in 2004. Gu Yu believed that he could do what Old Fish could do.
"We're like this."
Gu Yu took the strategy board and began to draw the strategy. At this time, the Red Team fans were very happy, but he preferred to be a demon that ruined the Red Team fans 'happy mood.
After returning to the court, Gu Yu stood outside the three-point line. McGrady used his arm to block Gu Yu.
Battier was also on the other side of Gu Yu. The two of them worked together to stop Gu Yu from catching the ball.
Van Gundy also laid out a strategy to not let Gu Yu receive the ball.
Coach Long stood on the sidelines, ready to serve. At this moment, Coach Long was also very nervous.
The sideline was a worldwide problem. Wasn't the Nets defeated by the Wizards in the future because of the sideline?
Young Master Wei: Yes, it was a throw-in mistake. I killed Big Brother.
Jeffersons used cover to come out, and Ryan. Gomez was also running, and two players pretended to receive the ball to interfere with the Red Team's players.
At this moment, Gu Yu turned around and ran straight into the lane.
At the same time, Coach Long did not hesitate and threw the ball high into the air.
Gu Yu jumped high in front of the penalty area with a 93-point jump. Big Yao had already rushed over to defend, but everyone knew that Big Yao was a center with a floor style.
At this moment, Gu Yu relied on his jump to jump higher than Dayao. In mid-air, Gu Yu tapped the ball.
The moment he touched the ball, the timer on the backboard went to zero. Then, it glowed red, and the basketball went into the net.
92:91
With Gu Yu and Long's alley-oop, Gu Yu defeated the Red Team.
"I said that no one knows how to win better than the Celtics!”
After a near-kill, he would kill again. At this moment, Gu Yu was spewing trash talk at McGrady. Not only was it extremely damaging, but it was also extremely insulting.
"Unbelievable! Unbelievable! Number 58 of the Green Team defeated the Red Team at the Toyota Center!”
"McGrady and Big Yao have become his background at this moment. This can be said to be one of the greatest shots in NBA history.”
"This is a match that has 300 million people watching at the same time. Number 58 of the Green Shirt Army is the God of this match!”
"Nine consecutive victories. Boston's youth army has taught us what it means to never give up!”
"41 points, 8 rebounding and 7 assists. Gu Yu is the god of this game!”
The commentator at the scene was a little incoherent. He directly called Gu Yu the God of this match.
Both the offense and defense sides exerted strength at the same time. The offense side grabbed the opponent's leading scorer, McGrady, and scored 40 points. In addition to the final kill, Gu Yu could be said to be the well-deserved god of this game.
"Congratulations on coming to Dayu!"
"Thank you, Brother Yao!"
At the end of the game, Big Yao and Gu Yu hugged each other. In this game, Big Yao scored 28 points, 12 rebounding, 2 assists, and 2 blocked shots.
It could be said that with McGrady's 31 points, the Red Team's two cores scored 59 points. In the end, they actually lost. He had nothing to say.
In fact, this was the problem with basketball in this era, or rather, the problem with the team.
This era was still dominated by superstar basketball. Just look at Kobe, who scored one-third of a team's points.
In the future, with the arrival of the small ball era, many players would either become role players, become 3D players, or be proficient in playing without the ball. Curry was a typical example.
Because the style of play was becoming more and more team-based, the future was superstar basketball plus team basketball, and now it was still superstar basketball.
The two core players of the Red Team were both around 50 points per game, but when faced with a strong defensive confrontation, the role players, except Battier, basically began to be silent.
The fourth position was even more of a big leak, which was why Lu Kai seized the opportunity in the end.
"I'll win it back next time!"
"I'll wait for you in Boston."
Gu Yu also hugged McGrady as a greeting. They were opponents on the field and friends off the field. No matter what McGrady was thinking at this moment, at least the two of them were harmonious after the end.
After Gu Yu returned to the locker room, he began to celebrate with his teammates.
"Gu Yu is too handsome. He took the kill in the air and killed the red team.”
"Did you see McGrady's expression at the end?”
"Nine consecutive victories! I feel like I'm dreaming."
“......”
It was no wonder that his teammates were excited. They were really a group of young players, and the Green Team was still in a mess last season.
The star player, Paul. In Pierce's absence, Lu Kai had a nine-game winning streak. How could they not be happy?
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