LRAB Chapter 12: Curry devises tactics for Wu Qian?
Chapter 12: Curry devises tactics for Wu Qian?
"Send that big guy over here, or... I'll riddle you with bullets!"
Forrex couldn't help but spit.
sieve!?
"Rookie, you only made one shot, do you really think the basket is the ocean?!"
"Wait, I won't let you score more than two points next!!"
As a substitute defensive player, Forrex naturally mastered the art of trash talk from Joe Ingles.
The latter was also a player who used trash talk to manipulate mentality, and happened to be his predecessor.
"Oh? I bet you'll go from two points to over twenty!"
Wu Qian dared to spout such trash talk today, naturally due to the effect of randomness.
Although the mid-range shooting percentage only improved moderately, it was icing on the cake for a professional player's mid-range shooting percentage!
Without interference, Wu Qian felt that his mid-range shot had improved by at least half.
Twenty minutes...
This can be done!
However, not every day's random effects will grant you a shooting boost. In each game, you must try to shoot strategically to score more points.
While the two players were locked in a fierce battle, the Jazz had already begun their counter-attack by pushing the ball back into the court.
The Jazz's current roster is very similar to the Warriors' previous team structure: one star and four shooters!
The starting lineup utilizes Gobert's height and wingspan, paired with four stretch shooters on the perimeter.
The bench players were equally impressive, with Clarkson and Joe Ingles pairing up to be a phenomenal success.
There was no pressure on this shot. Clarkson and his teammate ran a pick and roll, and Joe Ingles made a three-pointer!
The score has widened again!
For the next two minutes, Forrex felt insulted, humiliated to have an NBA rookie score his first playoff point over him.
The key point is that he just said he would defend against the opponent a few days ago, but he couldn't score.
but……
The slap in the face came rather quickly.
However, Wu Qian had no position to receive the ball in those two minutes.
With Anderson on the team, the Warriors' offense didn't falter.
Wu Qian also took the initiative to ask, but after glancing at the time, he realized there was still some time left.
One minute and seventeen seconds.
"We're still six points behind, we need to catch up!"
His eyes lit up, and after Clarkson missed a mid-range shot, he signaled to his teammate to pass him the ball.
"Want the ball? I told you, you're not allowed to score a single point tonight!"
As soon as he saw him start to move, Forrex immediately swarmed him like a mad dog.
However, Wu Qian is not being reasonable now.
A screen, a speed boost, and space to receive the ball.
There's no room to maneuver!?
Wu Qian didn't care about that much.
Catch the ball, jump, and unleash a thunderous pull-up jumper!
Forrex never expected Wu Qian to be so brave, daring to make a move in such a small space without even making any adjustments.
"Rookie, do you really think you're Curry?!"
Forrex merely raised his hand symbolically; he considered this level of interference sufficient.
but……
"Yeah?"
"Five points!"
Accompanied by Wu Qian's icy voice from the air,
"Whoosh!"
The basketball swished through the net!
Three points!
[4/5 attempts remaining]
With five chances, Wu Qian wanted to use each one as wisely as possible.
All he can do is try to turn those five sure-fire goals into threats and create more scoring opportunities.
"What!?"
Forrex stared at the ball bouncing below the rim, slightly dumbfounded.
Three-pointers? Are they that easy?!
"Fuck, this is your last time scoring five points. This is your limit tonight!"
Wu Qian sneered; that was exactly the attitude he wanted.
People who like to trash talk are not easily broken down.
But once the defense is breached, it's a true breach!
He then pointed to where he was standing.
"Second-year rookie, next time, I'll be right here, sinking my second three-pointer right in your face!"
After saying that, he immediately turned and retreated.
Clarkson glanced at Flex, "Rookie, don't let that Chinese guy make a move so easily again!"
In their eyes, allowing this rookie to score was simply a matter of insufficient defensive pressure.
Anger flashed in Forrex's eyes.
How can you tolerate this?!
However, the Jazz's bench lived up to its reputation as the most offensively potent bench this season, responding with a three-pointer in less than ten seconds.
The point difference between the two sides remains at six points!
"Payton, again! One more time, from that spot!"
"OK!"
Payton and Anderson nodded. Although the tactic had been used before, Wu's performance looked quite good in this game.
Serves, Warriors attack.
This time, Forrex practically pinned Wu Qian down, almost following him back to the bus like he would Curry.
Wu Qian, instead, smiled and said, "Second-year rookie, remember this: I'll shoot you in the same spot, right in the face!"
"You..." Before Forrex could respond, in that brief moment of hesitation, Wu Qian's body had already been launched forward.
"Fuck!"
Realizing he had been tricked, Forrex immediately gave chase.
Wu Qian had already reached the same position, receiving the ball, jumping, raising his hand to snap his wrist...
"Fuck!"
"This time, you won't get away with it so easily!"
The scene from a dozen seconds ago flashed through Forrex's mind, and he pounced on it without hesitation.
He absolutely must interfere with this play!
pity……
"Bang!"
Wu Qian's raised wrist struck his hand hard, making a crisp sound.
The former also tilted his body slightly and threw the ball.
"Beep!"
The referee on the sidelines immediately blew his whistle.
That was an obvious foul!
Even if it were Curry, the referee would most likely blow the whistle.
"Bang!"
Wu Qian did not waste this sure-fire scoring opportunity.
Although the "three plus one" strategy can boost morale and is also suitable for making the most of time.
But the Warriors don't need that now.
His free throw percentage is not low, close to 80%.
Combined with a moderate increase in mid-range shooting accuracy, it can likely convert three free throws into three-pointers.
Since that's the case, then we can save one opportunity and score another three points!
Six points is greater than four points.
The Warriors lack consistent scoring options, so he must make the most of his five possessions.
The extremely high accuracy rate can be used to put pressure on the opponent and draw fouls.
His purpose in making that play wasn't to shoot, but rather to provoke Fryx from the very beginning, in order to draw a foul!
Grab points!
"Oh, no!!!"
"That wasn't a foul, it's a foul! That's a foul!"
Upon hearing the whistle, Forrex immediately clutched his head in frustration and went to the referee's side.
"Hey buddy, listen to me, I didn't foul on that play!"
"My arm is already straight; it was his hand that did it on purpose..."
"Beep!"
The referee did not respond, but simply gestured for him to shut up.
He then gestured towards the scorer's table, indicating a foul and three free throws.
"Wu!! Nice!!"
This play even made Curry, who was on the Warriors' bench, stand up.
They even started cheering for it.
On the Jazz's bench, the suit-wearing thug Snyder frowned and said, "Conley, get ready!"
"Hey, gay! Get Flex down here and calm down."
The assistant immediately initiated communication.
Forrex was substituted by Conley.
"Hey Conley, limit that number 91, don't let him get hot."
"rest assured."
Conley straightened his clothes and calmly replied.
Tencent Sports live stream.
"Wow, that was a great shot! That was such a smart shot!"
Yang Yi looked at the referee who had called a foul on the field and couldn't help but praise him.
"Indeed, that was a beautiful play!"
"I was worried that the young man would get carried away and that this shot was clearly intended to foul! Forrex is still too young!" Wang Shipeng nodded.
"To be precise, Wu Qian didn't play like a player making his playoff debut—no, he was more like a rookie in the NBA. They knew you were already mentally unstable after the first two plays and were aiming for fouls!"
"We saw the camera on the court showing what Forrex and Wu Qian were saying to each other while Forrex was marking Wu Qian closely!"
Yu Jia observed very carefully.
I guessed that ball too!
It has to be said that he played like a seasoned veteran.
"Yes, but the real test for Wu Qian might be coming up next. Coach Snyder on the sidelines is making a substitution; Conley is coming on!"
"It looks like Conley is just a replacement; he'll probably be targeting Wu Qian on both offense and defense!"
All the commentators are discerning.
Forrex is just a second-year rookie, so who is Conley?
An undisputed All-Star player!
At the same time, in the TNT studio in Atlanta.
"Oh my god! Three free throws! Where's the donkey? Bring my donkey over here right now, get it ready for this damn fatso!"
O'Neal looked at Barkley and couldn't help but start laughing.
As longtime partners, the two were naturally happy to see each other make fools of themselves.
This will make the program more entertaining.
Wasn't the Yao Ming incident a famous scene from TNT?
"Fuck, you cheapskate, you're getting ahead of yourself. It's just three free throws; no player can make 100% of their free throws!"
pity……
Wu made all three of his free throws.
As his individual stats reached eight points, the point difference narrowed again to three!
"Haha, you fatso, still being stubborn?"
"Fifteen points! He can't even get 15 points. Look who's on the court? Conley. Conley will show him what a welcome to the NBA is!"
Salt Lake City Stadium.
"Damn, my eardrums are a bit sore."
As Wu Qian retreated, he rubbed his chest and ears.
Just now, at the moment of the free throw, a deafening chorus of boos erupted from the fans on the platform.
The sound lingered in the venue for a long time, and even triggered a slight altitude sickness.
In fact, at this altitude, which is only a little over a thousand meters above sea level, altitude sickness is not serious for normal life.
But basketball is a sport that is extremely physically demanding, and once altitude sickness sets in, it can become intense.
"Wu, you defend Ingles, I'll handle Conley!"
Anderson patted Wu Qian on the shoulder.
The latter's defense is relatively weak within the team, almost on par with the starting scorer, Moore.
It's a little better than Mor.
The Jazz, on the other hand, used endless pick-and-rolls to create opportunities for Moore to isolate and score.
Facing Conley is a huge disadvantage!
Ingles may be under pressure, but he'll do even better!
Wu Qian didn't mince words; his current defense was still struggling against an All-Star caliber player like Conley.
"good!"
pity……
The Jazz didn't give him a chance; Mike Conley got the ball and immediately called for Ingles.
Forrex's screens weren't very good, so he didn't manage to find Wu Qian in the first two minutes.
Ingles is different; he can be replaced directly.
Wu Qian's temper flared up too. Should he hit him?
It's not that easy!
His defense has improved significantly since he first entered the NBA, partly due to the training team's efforts.
One was after the initial experience of being bound by death the day before, although it was only for a short day.
However, I gained quite a few insights and experiences.
The defense has naturally improved as well.
Conley glanced at him and began looking for an opportunity to break through.
Wu Qian stayed close to him, displaying excellent defensive awareness and lateral movement speed...
If all of these are lacking, then make up for it with defensive aggression!
"Good defense!"
Conley secretly admired him.
Few rookies entering the NBA are this aggressive.
Unfortunately, he's still a bit too green!
With a series of alternating accelerations, he broke free from Wu Qian's entanglement and entered the restricted area.
Mannil quickly stepped up to defend, and although he successfully interfered, the two-pointer bounced off the rim, but the referee still blew the whistle!
Two free throws!
Kerr glanced at the time; there were 25 seconds left, just enough for the Warriors to make their final play.
"Wu, this last ball is yours, okay?"
Taking advantage of the free throw gap, Kerr immediately called Wu Qian over.
The latter glanced at his remaining chances to score a goal.
"no problem!"
It's the end of the first quarter, and there are four chances left.
The team is still down by five points, and using this opportunity to narrow the gap can also boost morale.
"Don't worry, I'll devise a strategy for you!"
"Hey Stephen, I'm sorry to bother you again!"
"When you go on the field, all you need to do is hold the team back; you don't need to waste your energy!"
During a free throw, the ball is dead and a substitution is allowed!
Curry nodded.
He's not someone who needs the ball; as long as his teammates score, he's even willing to become Robin by Batman's side.
Of course, the prerequisite is that you have the ability to score goals!
And it's best not to take any risks with this ball!
Wu Qian raised an eyebrow. Was his tactical position really that good?
Is it really worth having Curry come up with plays for him?
However, after a slight hesitation, he cleared his mind.
With Curry on the court, his role is to create space and draw defenders. So, is it necessary to waste a sure-fire basket...?
.......
"With 25 seconds left, and free throws allowing substitutions, will they bring in all the starters?"
"Huh, still using the second unit, but Curry has replaced Payton. Looks like Curry is going to take the final shot!"
In the live broadcast room and at the scene, everyone understood Kerr's intention.
"O'Neal, go and lock down Curry!"
For the Jazz, Snyder fielded his full starting lineup to secure the final shot and maintain a five-point lead.
"Don't worry, leave it to me!"
On the court, Conley made both free throws, and the Warriors had possession in the backcourt.
Anderson inbounds the ball, and Curry easily gets the ball after a screen.
Then he protected the ball and signaled to his teammates not to set screens or spread out.
Everyone assumed that Curry would make that play!
The last ten seconds
Dropping the ball, landing, cooking...
Suddenly, Rooney moved in the corner, sidestepping to a 45-degree angle from the three-point line, and Wu Qian quickly sprang outwards.
Curry also broke through at the same time, stepping back, jumping, raising his hand...
Pass the ball!!
"Oh my god, Stephen actually passed the ball!"
"He passed it to number 91!"
The DJs on site were stunned; there were only three seconds left on the clock.
Wu Qian received the ball without hesitation.
He immediately started his attack from near the midfield, nocking the arrow and shooting!
[Number of attempts remaining: 3/5]
"Whoosh!"
The basketball went into the net as the 24-second countdown timer sounded.