Today's game is difficult for the director, because I don't know how to play the exciting goals in the first half. They are all tmd's damn low-post singles. It seems that the two are demonstrating the various offensive and defensive drills that a power forward should have. There is no way to bring out the previous highlights for the screening. Could it be that the audience has to endure the boring half-time game, or do you want to look at the textbook-like shooting posture? Then reminisce on the big screen?

Ace did not appear in the third quarter. Not only Sanders was surprised, but the audience was also surprised, of course, including Barkley and Kenny Smith in the commentary seat.

"What kind of tactic is this? What are the head coaches of the two teams doing?" Barkley called out in the comment seat, "Why don't you let Ace play? Don't you want to widen the gap?"[]

"Is there a physical problem?" Kenny Smith said.

"Impossible. I trained with him a few days ago. Every time I was so tired that I looked at the dog. He still had time to talk and laugh, or did he lose his three-pointer without touching the ball for a long time?" Barkley seemed to be asking Kenny Smith and seemed to be talking to himself.

After three seasons, everyone has also known Ace's three-point shooting. In addition to saying that he is a genius pitcher, he also understands that he has been practicing outside shooting since he was a child. Finally, he understands why this guy's three-point shooting is so bt.

Most basketball players started playing in junior high school early, and those who were late started playing in high school. This guy practiced until he was 18 years old to shoot. Think about how many shots he had. Moreover, he had almost never been to school and hired a tutor, which means he had more private activity time, but these times also turned into playing basketball.

Now everyone agrees that Ace's shooting is almost impossible to miss apart from his touch, and it is not as magical as he is. He has become a habitual shooting, unless he feels no longer in his touch, and there is no other explanation, just like an ordinary person also has a fever and cold.

No matter how others guess, Ace is sitting off the court now, but he still needs to explain to the great god behind him if he doesn't explain it to others.

"Tell me, where did you go? I went out early in the morning and told me to go to the team. Why don't you play games now and can't run?" Avril was so cute that he looked like you didn't tell me honestly, and I would let you splatter blood on the spot.

"How dare I? You sucked it dry last night. Today I ran the team and slept until the afternoon," Ace explained with a wry smile.

"If you can deceive me, I don't know your physical strength?" Avril said and suddenly turned red.

"What are you really lying to? I have trained a lot recently and I have to serve you again last night. I really have no energy," Ace said with a tilted body.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. I don't care if you want to explain it to me clearly. Where did you go in broad daylight? Is it another woman who came to find you?" Avril's two-fingered Zenning was on Ace's waist.

Ace, who breathed a breath of air, thought that this was even more cruel than the black hand on the field, but quickly stabilized her expression. If she was photographed by the camera next to her, it would be endless trouble. "This is the team's tactics, do you understand the tactics?" Ace, who had no choice but to say that she could not do it, could not say that she could not do it anymore.

"I don't understand, then tell me, until I understand." Avril said, and his little hand rotated back and forth 720° again.

"Okay, okay, you let go first, let go, it hurts so much," Ace said hurriedly.

"explain!"

"It's like this..." Although Ace didn't want to say it, he had to honestly explain the pain in his waist, why did he feel bad and didn't touch the ball for a long time, and finally made Avril understand.

"If you can't, just say it straight. Why do you have to be so twisted and turns? I've told me how to use this kind of flesh and blood." Avril returned to his original calmness after saying it as if it were just right.

"I, I can't do it. Who was it last night? No, I begged for mercy this morning?" Ace roared at Avril with bloodshot eyes.

It doesn't matter if he yells. The group of teammates sitting around him looked at him, and even the audience next to him looked at the two of them.

"Who told you to be so strong? Okay, okay, it's my fault, okay, calm down, calm down." Avril said indifferently, and quickly pressed Ace's shoulder with two little hands.

"Yes, no wonder I went to bed as soon as I arrived at the team. It turned out that I had been busy all night," Pierce said with his head tilted and laughing.

"Who told me that Avril is so charming?" Ace waved his hand and asked them to do whatever they should do. He turned around and started muttering with Avril there. After deliberately whispering, even the people next to him could not hear it.

On the court, the previous inside line explosion was changed. They were all substitutes, and they were completely in a state of blooming in various points, including inside and outside line, breakthrough, layup, dunk, and all kinds of shots. The audience thought that this was the opening game just now, but the score on the scoreboard was strange.

The Pistons and the Celtics are trying their best to grab points for their team in the third quarter, and no one knows what the fourth quarter will be like.

The stadium without stars is more outstanding than the ones of their giants just now. Of course, this visual impact is easy to think so. The dull first half and the passionate second half are a portrayal of the North Shore Garden Stadium.

"Ace, prepare to play!" With Doug Rivers' order, Ace, who had not kissed me enough, could only curl his lips and run to the technical station helplessly. When Ace walked to the technical station, Sanders immediately sent Hamilton and Prince.

'I won't use them to guard me, are you? Ace frowned and looked at the two people who were walking towards the technical station, just as if Sanders had been staring at Ace. As long as he came on the field, the two people would follow.

Ace, who was sitting on the technical table, raised an eyebrow at the two of them, "You guys won't let you two guard me, you think too much of me."

"There is no way, what is the order from the superior?" Hamilton grinned.

"Damn, it's really," Ace said and covered his forehead. Now he was really overwhelmed. The two of them had to be tall and tall, and they had to be defensive. What could he do if he was double-teaming? He could only pass the ball.

The three of them talked and laughed, and there was a chance to die. The three of them all came on the court. After Ace and Rondo hit the high fives, they stood outside and waited for the opponent's free throw.

After veteran Ratliff made one of two free throws, PJ Brown stood at the bottom line and waited for the bottom line.

Although it was just a guess, what Ace didn't expect was that when he was just brought to the front of the opponent's three-point line, Hamilton and Prince came up one after another.

Not to mention Hamilton is enough for Ace to bear it. Prince is also supporting him on one side. Hamilton prevents him from shooting, Prince prevents him from breaking through, which is to completely lock him down, and the entire Pistons' defensive system has been moved outward, and James Posey is also specially guarded. This is clearly to let you break through. If you don't break through, then just make three-pointers from the outside, as long as you are not afraid of being blocked.

"How about it, do you want me to let go of water?" Hamilton raised an eyebrow at Ace and said.

"Then you step back one meter and let me shoot." Ace beat the snake and walked away.

"Then you vote, I promise not to jump." Hamilton said, not retreating but advancing, clearly using his height to bully him.

"Damn, you're so despicable." Ace was oppressed by Hamilton and could only press his shoulders against the opponent's chest. Before playing, Doug Rivers had specially instructed to try to shoot three-pointers to see how he felt. This would lay the groundwork for the fourth quarter and see how to change the tactics.

But now this defensive trap makes Ace unable to shoot the ball at all, so he can only settle for the second best, pretending to break through and pass the ball to PJ Brown in the inside.

"Oh, Ace was suppressed. Is this Sanders' secret weapon?" Kenny Smith said.

"But spending two players, Hamilton and Prince, has moved forward to the defensive system. Ace is really proud. If Ace finds an opportunity to break it, tsk, it will be fun." Barkley said sarcastically. If he goes down, he might not even be able to wear the ball.

PJ Brown seemed to not understand Ace's meaning, but only scored according to the third quarter arranged before the game. After receiving the ball, he watched Ace run out of the position and pass the ball out.

‘Puff’ Ace was vomiting blood in his heart. What’s going on? Can’t we tell that he is completely trapped now? He also passes the ball.

Hamilton didn't care whether he lost his position. He pressed his defense again and pressed him to keep close to the defense. Even if he was broken through, Prince could come over and block the eye at any time, and then turned around and double-teamed Ace.

For Ace's threat, the further he stands, the more threatening he is. Unlike others, I wish you stay away from the colored area.

In desperation, Ace could only use his height advantage to flexibly break through Hamilton again, but before he could take a step, he was blocked by Prince, and he stood in advance. He wanted to hit him. He dared to guarantee that the other party would definitely fall down as soon as he touched him, and one of the people who deceived him to commit a foul.

The way to go was bet, and there was another double-team in the back, and Ace passed the ball out again.

This time he got the ball, Eddie House. He didn't see the form clearly like PJ Brown. After receiving the ball, he saw that the pressure was on Ace's side, so he broke through directly and threw the ball into the net step by step in the colored area.

"It's not easy to deal with, head, Ace is restricted," Pierce said to Doug Rivers while sitting next to him.

"Well, I can see that they are not defending with their personal abilities, but using the overall defensive system to defend Ace." Doug Rivers said that he really admired Sanders here. He couldn't help but admire his boldness and his strategy. He couldn't see how to defend Ace's other teams, and always wanted to use one-on-one defense to restrain Ace, but Sanders did the opposite, using the overall defensive system and using the running positions of various players to target each opponent.

Of course, it is not without loopholes if it is a tactic. If they focus on Ace, they will make mistakes in the originally absolutely stable inside line, so Eddie House just made it easy to break through.

"Do you want to substitute someone to help him?" Pierce was also worried. At this time, the substitute lineup had already widened the gap to 5 points. If it was still stalemate at this time, then it would be useless to replace Ace. It would be better to let Rondo play.

"No, then consume the physical strength of the two main players of the opponent." Doug Rives said decisively. He believed that Ace had the same idea. Since he was unable to compete in the front, he had to weaken the enemy from the side.

Ace is not as wise or rational as Doug Rivers thought. Now Ace is thinking about how to break this defense so that he can shoot, pass and break through freely. Now Ace is like falling into a butter bucket, struggling quite uncomfortable.

When Ace came to the front court with the ball for the second time, he made a quick shot without waiting for Hamilton to press down on the defense and made a layup.

"Bang" was directly rejected by the basket and bounced out.

This is completely unacceptable to fans. They witnessed Ace's 100% three-pointer together, but now he has not scored, can they not surprise them?

"It's too hasty to take action, even Ace can't make such a shot," Kenny Smith commented pertinently.

"He is looking for feelings. After all, he didn't touch the ball much for halftime. He just came up and felt the feeling of shooting." It doesn't matter to Barkley. During training a few days ago, Ace's shooting was also not a big hit. Barkley, who knew the truth, no longer had the concept of deification of Ace's three-pointer.

"It would be great if it was just what you said. I hope he was just looking for feelings, not falling into this defensive swamp," Kenny Smith said.

As Kenny Smith analyzed, Ace's goal just now was completely a wave of shots. It would be fine if he came in, but if he didn't make it, he would break his record and would not completely intimidate the Pistons.

Hamilton breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the rebound being snatched. If he went in, he wouldn't have the confidence to defend. You should know that Ace took action just now, one meter away from the three-point line.

All the Celtics players did not express any expression about Ace who was in the rogue. The players on and off the field didn't care at all. This was because they believed Ace and were tolerant of Ace.

Doug Rivers did not rush out and roar at Ace as usual.

Ace's playing time was about to end the third quarter, but at this time, Ace, who was completely disrupted, had no choice but to control the rhythm of the court. Now, after being brought to the front court, it was difficult to pass the ball. Fortunately, there was not much time left. In the end, James Posey actually performed very well. He made a three-pointer near the center line, and led the score to 6 points again. This has to be said that the Celtics were very lucky today.

Ace, who returned to the rest area, said nothing, frowned and looked at a group of teammates with a wry smile. The players in the rest area also forced a smile to cheer up Ace, but there was another person who was not showing off his eyebrows like Ace.

Doug Rivers was very confused. He did not open the score in the third quarter and fell into a passive position in the fourth quarter. Now his moves have been used up, and Sanders of the Pistons have not taken action yet. Just a small lineup has completely limited Ace. So what should we do in the fourth quarter? Will we fight with the inside?

However, time didn't wait for anyone, Doug Rivers squatted to the team members and began to arrange tactical play in the fourth quarter. Now it's not necessary or not.

Although he did not express his feelings to Ace, he still allowed him to continue playing. No matter what, Ace is also famous. If he can restrain two people, it will be very good for other players. Even in the last few minutes of the third quarter just now, Ace made 0 of 4 shots.

When the fourth quarter began, the Celtics, who had the advantage in the situation, began to decline. It seemed that a cover was added to the basket, and they couldn't help but refuse to shoot from the outside, even mid-range shots. The most exaggerated thing was a fast break, and Pierce dunked the ball, which has to be said to be extremely weird in the fourth quarter.

"Although both teams are fighting positions now and start to pick-and-roll at high positions, they are just as lucky today, but today's luck seems to be on the side of the Pistons. The Pistons have completely gained the advantage with an 11-1 attack wave, and Billups is now starting to delay time," Kenny Smith said in the commentary seat.

"Yes, it's like the Pistons put a layer of lid on their basket. Well, they're not five people fighting, they're six people." Barkley also praised the Pistons with a rare praise.

Only once Ace got the ball, whether Pierce came over to pick-and-roll or Garnett ran out of the high pick-and-roll, it would be useless. Hamilton and Prince were like plasters attached to Ace, and they would die a layer of skin.

Ace lost all his accuracy, and occasionally he had a chance to run out of the open position once or twice, but the touch was not good. From the beginning of the game to now, Ace actually failed to score a goal. This has to be said that Ace used up all his luck today.

But no matter whether Ace's luck is used up or not, the two ultimate bodyguards, Hamilton and Priss, are always staring at him.

"Oh my God, have you practiced too much in the past two days and performed poorly?" Barkley sat in the comment seat and said to himself.

"What have you been practicing recently?" Kenny Smith also asked. At this time, the last few minutes of the game were no longer important. The Pistons, who were leading 8 points, almost locked in the victory. As long as they continue to play steadily and strictly guard against the three points of Ace, Pierce, and Garnett.

"Breakthrough, the breakthrough shots and passes after encountering double-teams. Could it be that this kid only remembers breaking through and forgets the three-pointer?" Barkley stared at the court with a strange look and kept getting rid of Hamilton and Priss' entanglement.

"Actually, it's because the team relies too much on Ace. If they play their own style, it would be like today." Kenny Smith shook his head and said.

"Please, you can't put all the responsibility on Ace. There are two other All-Stars in the team. One person can't open the situation. Why are the remaining two people doing? The mascot or decoration?" Barkley's words were obviously mocking the other two Celtics.

"Garnett got all the scores in the first half," Kenny Smith said.

"So what, Wallace is the highest scorer in the game now. Both of them have the same playing time. But in the fourth quarter, all the Celtics are sleepwalking. This is really a bad game." Barkley finished speaking and prepared to report the final data. Because the last 8.3 seconds left in the game, the Celtics had the last chance to attack, but they were 10 points behind. Even using fast break and foul tactics was useless. At this time, Sanders sent a group of free throw masters, just waiting for you to use this move.
Chapter completed!