From the cameraman's words, it was obvious that he was deceived by Wang Yi's steal.
Seeing this interception, the audience at the scene changed from the exclamation just now to another exclamation.
It's just that what happened just now was shock or horror, but this time it's a surprise.
"
Oh,
my
god!"
"How on earth did you do this steal ball!"
"
holy
shit!
unbelievable!"
When LeBron James saw this, he put his head in his hands and his eyes widened.
"
Oh,
my
god,
oh
my
god,
oh
my
god,
oh
my
god…”
Paul also looked incredulous and stood up directly.
"This interception of the ball is so magical. I dare say that no one in the world except Wang Yi has ever intercepted the ball like this."
"Such a steal requires a hand that is big enough to catch the ball with one hand, and a strong reaction ability. When the opponent breaks through and wants to dunk, he suddenly makes a pass from behind. This is
Most people really can’t react.”
"This guy Wang Yi is simply a devil."
Wang Yi stole the ball here, and Danny quickly came to respond.
Mason and Jaylen Green quickly stopped Wang Yi's pass at the free throw line.
But at this time, Wang Yi made an unexpected move. Instead of facing the front court, he suddenly turned around, facing away from the two people on the free throw line, and then directly started a three-step layup.
Three-step layup to the Rockets basket!
The Rockets' David Mason and Jaylen Green were both dumbfounded.
Is Wang Yi out of his mind?
A layup to the Rockets' basket?
However, Wang Yi's brain was so powerful that he left them with a question.
Will they stop it or not?
It stands to reason that as Wang Yi is their opponent, they should block whatever Wang Yi wants to do.
But now Wang Yi wants to help the Rockets score, do they also want to stop him?
If he really blocked it, wouldn't it be ridiculous?
However, if we don't stop him, Wang Yi will definitely have another conspiracy.
This made both Jaylen Green and David Mason hesitate.
And just when they were hesitating, Wang Yi's hand that was making a layup suddenly moved back slightly.
The basketball easily passed over the heads of the two unresponsive people.
Danny, who followed behind, took it into his hands.
Danny then turned around and dribbled the ball past half court, creating a four-on-three situation in the Kings' frontcourt.
In the end, Rose made a sudden stop in the mid-range shot.
At this time, the score difference was only one point.
There are still 25 seconds left in the game.
The Rockets coach was originally unwilling to call a timeout to give Wang Yi a chance to breathe, but at this time he had to call a timeout.
…
At this time, people at the scene were not only crazy, but also extremely surprised.
"How many did he break in the last five minutes? 4 or 5?"
"Oh my god, this steal... it's just crazy."
"Can you believe that a person who could barely stand up just now intercepted 5 balls in a row in just 5 minutes?"
…
It was a long pause, and Wang Yi could finally take a few breaths. As soon as he came to the sidelines, he sat down, tilted his head back, and gasped for air.
call--
call--
call--
It was like the old cows plowing the fields in his hometown when he was a child.
But the difference is that the old ox does not know its destination or why it pulls the plow.
And Wang Yi knew why he was working so hard.
Because he still has to fight!
He wants to win!
Life goes on and the fight goes on.
At this moment, his blood, which had almost never boiled in the past three years, finally boiled completely.
This is the life you want, this is the fight you want.
At this time, head coach D'Antoni is arranging the next defensive tactics.
"Their offense is focused on David Mason and Jalen Green."
"They'll probably use the pick-and-roll scheme that they're good at."
"Ross and Danny, you two guard their twin stars and switch whenever there is a pick-and-roll. If they play a pick-and-roll with someone else, then double-team the ball handler."
"Also, when defending, don't give them too much space, create a sense of pressure for them, and let them attack as quickly as possible, so that we have enough time for the final attack."
"Remember, we don't have a timeout. No matter whether we can defend this ball or not, we are serving from the backcourt. Since we don't have much offensive time, we must launch a fast break as soon as possible."
"When the time comes, Danny, you advance quickly with the ball and stretch their defense. Others will follow behind. As long as the defense is stretched, our chances will be great."
Hearing this, everyone nodded.
The three assistant coaches next to him also nodded.
As D'Antoni gets older, his ability to adjust on the spot is getting stronger and stronger. This final defense and attack arrangement is indeed very skillful.
However, Wang Yi, who had been leaning on the back of his chair with his head raised and panting, suddenly spoke.
"Last attack, give me the ball."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone looked at Wang Yi in confusion.
At this time, Wang Yi's physical energy was almost exhausted.
Then his speed, strength, jumping, hitting rate and other aspects will all decline.
In this case, is it really good to still have the ball for the final attack?
Especially the newcomers who have joined the team in the past two years.
In their eyes, Wang Yi is not their boss.
Why did he have so much possession of the ball as soon as he arrived?
Why should the final attack be given to him?
The two substitutes on the bench were already lowering their heads and whispering.
"Does he still think he is the Wang Yi he was more than two years ago?"
"I can't run any more, and I think I'll give him the last ball. It's ridiculous."
At this time, Ross looked at Wang Yi with burning eyes.
There was a time when he was so confident and domineering, giving me the ball in the last attack.
However, time makes people grow old, and although he still has such ambitions, he does not have the ability.
Wang Yi looks so much like his younger self.
So he nodded to the coach: "Coach, I support it."
Danny next to him also nodded heavily.
Tours also said: "Coach, let the boss attack, we believe in him."
That doesn't matter to Bond.
For him, basketball is just a job to make a living.
It doesn't matter which one of you attacks me, as long as it doesn't cause me to lose my job.
However, D'Antoni still did not nod, but looked at Wang Yi:
"King, have you ever thought about how much ridicule, abuse, questioning and criticism you will suffer if you fail to score in this last attack?"
Wang Yi nodded: "Of course I have thought about it, but these are not what I care about. What I care about is the passion and blood during the battle. Everything else is like a floating cloud to me."
D'Antoni nodded, his already silvery white mustache rising slightly.
Looking at the starting players: "In the last attack, give the ball to the king."
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