My days of working at the NBA

Chapter 21 Opening the Door to the World

"Whoosh!"

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

No one expected such a fierce confrontation in the first round, with the player and the ball being pinned down – it was simply brutal.

But John saw another side to it: "This ability to stay airborne is truly terrifying."

When McNeil lunged forward, he jumped almost simultaneously with Duze.

result.

McNeil crashed to the ground with a heavy thud, while Duze landed steadily. The two were not even in the same league in terms of jumping height and hang time.

Lisa chimed in, "If he could grow another 5cm, he might become the next monster."

John turned his head, not only without objecting, but also smiling and saying, "Your assessment is very accurate. Physical ability is one aspect, but more importantly, his awareness of protecting the rim is just too good, and his positioning for protecting the rim is also very sharp. These talents cannot be trained later in life."

Dwight Howard is the best rim protector in the NBA, bar none.

The fact that Du Ze is compared to him shows how highly he is regarded.

On the field.

The referee has already run over to review the replay.

McNeil lay on the floor, rolling around like an eel that had come ashore, unable to get up for a long time, looking like he was in a lot of pain.

For a fleeting moment, Du Ze even wondered if he had used too much force in that strike.

The referee watched the replay, blew his whistle, and signaled a flagrant foul 1.

McNeil, who was lying on the floor half-dead, suddenly came back to life.

Fantastic.

He slowly sat up. Although he still looked uncomfortable and in pain, it was clear to everyone that he was not seriously injured.

Du Ze instinctively looked at the referee and asked, "This is allowed?"

He's clearly just faking his death!

What's this all about?

The referee was relatively lenient, explaining, "You made an unnecessary and excessive move. I know you weren't targeting anyone, but your action was too aggressive; that's a flagrant foul 1."

Du Ze, of course, disagreed: "But the question is, did I foul? It was a normal block; I was inside my own vertical cylinder. Why call a foul on me?"

The premise of a malicious foul is that he actually committed a foul first.

The problem is, his hand movements were very clean, aimed at the ball, but who knew that when McNeil stretched upwards, the force on him and the ball would be so great that he just crashed down.

This has nothing to do with him at all.

result.

Did they call a foul on him?

What kind of bullshit, unnecessary and excessive actions are these?

He didn't even commit a foul, so why is it unnecessary?

The referee immediately became displeased: "Are you questioning me?"

Lawrence, seeing that things were not going well, quickly came over to pull people away.

He kept telling Du Ze to stop talking.

But Du Ze still launched a full-on attack: "Do you even need to question this call? It's blatant bias."

The main reason he was so angry was that he was clearly innocent and had been wronged, but the judge not only failed to uphold justice for him, but also protected the person who had wronged him.

This is absolutely outrageous!

That feeling was like someone forcefully dumping a pot of shit on his head; who could stand that?

It's also possible that the referee himself was genuinely guilty, pretending not to hear, and then eagerly ran over to inquire about McNeil's condition.

Lawrence chimed in, "Calm down. His petty tricks are nothing. We'll show them with our actions and send them packing. That's the best proof."

Duze didn't say anything, just looked at McNeil from a distance.

The guy finally got up, but he was still limping.

But when he got to the free-throw line, he kicked his leg, and lo and behold! His leg seemed to be fine again, as if he had recovered.

It's really amazing.

Damn it.

NCAA Oscars online teaching.

It's disgusting.

Even more disgusting, McNeil patted the ball with a refreshed expression, aimed, and took the free throw.

First penalty, successful.

After being penalized, he patted his chest smugly and pointed to the sky.

Second free throw, made again.

After being penalized, McNeil immediately started running, showing no signs of limping.

What's even more disgusting is that Marquette University still had possession of the ball.

It really is true... life is like a play, and it all depends on acting skills.

As long as you act well, you'll reap all the benefits.

They can profit from you while also disgusting you.

Tsk tsk, no wonder he saw such exaggerated body language when watching the live broadcast of the game.

For example, my brother Cuoge, sporting a huge beard, rubs his hand against yours.

For example, my Egyptian Pharaoh Archaeopteryx Flight Diary.

For example, my great LeBron James kneeling at TD Garden looking for the camera.

And so on...

Wow, the ultimate level of being a "version's chosen one" truly has its secrets.

The game continues.

Since Duze demonstrated top-notch rim protection in the first round, McNeil was probably feeling intimidated and didn't dare to force his way in again.

However, after his pick-and-roll with Matthews, Taylor and Lawrence both went to chase McNeil, leaving Matthews out.

The latter seized the opportunity and hit the shot from mid-range.

Twenty seconds into the opening.

Missouri was beaten 0-4.

This is really bad.

Missouri offensive.

Lawrence and Carroll set a pick-and-roll, drove to the basket on both sides, Carroll attempted a floater, but missed.

Marquette University's head coach, Buzz Williams, had clearly done careful research, having Burke constantly lean on Duzer without Burke having to help defend, all to prevent Duzer from getting offensive rebounds and participating in second-chance opportunities.

This tactical approach is indeed very insightful.

Turning around, McNeil quickly transitioned and took a mid-range stop-and-shoot shot.

Again.

6: 0.

Only forty-five seconds had passed.

How similar this scene is.

In the last game, Missouri faced Cornell, and they started with a 6-0 run, then proceeded to massacre the enemy.

And now, unexpectedly, the victim has become himself?

But the old man Anderson on the sidelines didn't panic. He calmly gestured as he paced around, continuing to play his tactics at his own pace.

It was still Lawrence and Carroll's pick-and-roll.

This has always been Missouri's standard tactic, because Carroll's role on the team is power forward, although he's not exactly that big, but he's basically good enough in college.

After blocking, they dismantled the barrier and entered side-by-side again.

However, this time, the difference was that Lyons cut across the baseline and blocked a wall of players for Duze.

Duze has finally broken free from Burke's entanglement.

Lawrence reacted quickly and immediately tossed the ball high into the air.

An arc was drawn in mid-air.

Du Ze leaped high, grabbed the ball, and slammed it down.

Burke was clearly too late to help defend, and he jumped up to interfere briefly.

In that instant, his elbow struck Du Ze squarely in the back.

A searing pain shot through him instantly. Du Ze's hand, which was gripping the rim, was also knocked off by the powerful impact, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

He was mentally cursing the other person's charming ancestor.

Beep.

The whistle blew at that very moment.

Du Ze, who was about to get up and start cursing, paused for a moment.

The image of McNeil lying on the floor, refusing to get up, flashed into his mind instantly.

Forehead?

Well... lying on the ground to recover doesn't seem like a bad idea?

One minute later.

The referee indicated that this was a flagrant foul 1.

Du Ze lay on the cold floor, his eyes momentarily glazed over.

At that moment, it was as if he had opened the door to a new world and seen the colorful scenery inside, which was so beautiful that he lingered there, reluctant to leave.