Chapter 200 Weakness: King of free throw violations!

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The momentum of the game seemed to suddenly shift towards the Bucks.

In their series of attacks, the big three of Antetokounmpo, Middleton and Holiday were like wolves and tigers, pushing the score upwards.

On the other hand, the Nets, although Harden's injury and retirement have boosted their morale, the pressure on Durant and Irving has also followed.

They know that without Harden, the team's offensive firepower will be greatly reduced.

On the court, every player is like a ignited flame, their eyes blazing and determined.

Alphabet Mushroom, this big boy who usually laughs and laughs, is like a ferocious cheetah on the court, with a strong and vigorous figure flying around the court.

He broke through with the ball and scored easily as if he was in no one's sight.

In the last five minutes of the first quarter, Steve was finally willing to call a timeout.

He stood on the sidelines, shouting loudly for the players to gather around.

The Nets are in a bad situation. They have lost their offensive pivot and are left with only isolation on the offensive end.

Jacques Vaughan saw that the players on the field were a little tired and quickly asked them to take a rest.

Nash stood on the sidelines, holding a tactical board in his hand, thinking about the next tactical arrangements.

The timeout ends and the players return to the court.

Steve was shouting from the sidelines to cheer up the players.

The Nets began to strengthen their defense, but the Bucks' offense was as fierce as a tide.

Alphabet Mushroom is like a ferocious wolf on the court, destroying the basket.

The Greek monster, who has never been good at shooting, scored three consecutive goals, including a three-pointer.

For the Nets, Mike serves as point guard and Claxton replaces Bai Qiang.

Mike's fingertips danced on the surface of the ball, and he was like a dancer, passing the ball to his teammates in the rhythm of the music.

His eyes were firm, as if telling his teammates that they must move forward courageously even in the face of difficulties.

Claxton’s physical skills are astounding.

He is like a cheetah, agile and powerful.

He jumped high and dunked the ball into the basket. His whole body was full of power, and people couldn't help but marvel at his perfect combination of strength and skills.

However, the Bucks' offense remained fierce.

Their players are like beasts, attacking the Nets' defense time and time again.

The Greek Monster reappeared on the court with a strong figure. He was like a tiger, scoring easily.

His eyes were fiery and firm, as if to say, the Nets were no match for them.

This is indeed the case!

The physical fitness of the Greek monster far exceeds that of Durant and Claxton.

Once he charges, no player dares to block his offensive line!

Unless you don’t want to continue living!

Nash was holding a tactical board on the sidelines and gesticulating on it, seemingly recording something.

But when you look carefully, it turns out to be the same old pick-and-roll and air-cutting, with no other tricks!

As his status in the team soared, Bai Qiang's seat was upgraded from the edge of the bench to one he could choose.

Bai Qiang sat next to Vaughn, and the two of them whispered to each other and analyzed the situation on the field.

He picked up the tactical board, pointed to the players' names on it, and discussed every detail with Vaughn.

Their eyes were firm and fiery, as if they wanted to devour every opponent.

The atmosphere on the field became increasingly tense, and every collision between players from both sides was like a storm.

The Greek monster ran wildly on the court, his figure like a bolt of lightning, piercing the darkness and heading straight for the basket.

Durant and Ou Shenxian could only support themselves hard and put in all their lifelong learning.

However, in the last minute of the first quarter, the Nets were still 10 points behind.

Nash shouted from the sidelines, trying to cheer up the players.

Obviously, his shouting was powerless; or a few words of inspiration could not arouse excitement.

With Ou Shenxian's long shot popping out of the frame, the first quarter ended.

Looking at the tactical board in his hand, Nash wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say!

The air around him seemed to have solidified, and Nash just stood on the sidelines, helpless and helpless.

He looked at Vaughn, then at the players, and finally handed the tactical board to Vaughn.

"You make the arrangements!" Nash's voice was hoarse.

Vaughn took the tactical board and began to analyze every detail carefully.

The players gathered together and began to seriously discuss the next tactical arrangements.

Their eyes are firm and fiery, as if they are saying that they must move forward courageously even in the face of difficulties.

In the second quarter, Vaughn sent out Ou Shenxian, Brown, Jeff Green, Bai Qiang and Claxton.

Durant needs a rest!

The situation on the court instantly became clear.

Ou Shenxian seemed to be in a no-man's land, breaking through the opponent's defense and scoring easily.

Green wanders outside the three-point line, waiting for opportunities, ready to shoot and score at any time.

Browngreen is like a snake, bending and stretching to steal the opponent's ball and launch an attack quickly.

Bai Qiang and Claxton are like a solid barrier, guarding the basket, preventing opponents from easily breaking through.

The game was revitalized.

The Bucks are led by the Greek Monster and Holiday, Portis, Connaughton, and Forbes.

After a brief exchange with Claxton, Bai Qiang decided to defend the Greek monster by himself.

The Greek Monster's size and strength far exceed that of ordinary people, and Durant and Claxton find it difficult to defend him.

Bai Qiang knew that he had to take some unconventional means to limit his performance.

He was always watching every move of the Greek monster and did not dare to relax at all.

Finally, the opportunity has come!

When the Greek monster was about to take off, Bai Qiang pounced on it without hesitation.

He stretched out his long arms and hugged the Greek monster tightly.

foul!

When Bai Qiang was on the bench, he and Vaughn carefully analyzed the alphabet mushroom:

Not only are the free throws unstable, but the preparations take a long time!

Alphabet Mushroom glanced at Bai Qiang with disdain, then walked to the free throw line.

The moment the referee passed the ball to him, a countdown sounded:

"ten, nine, eight, seven..."

The NBA's free throw time limit is 10 seconds, which means that players must throw the basketball within the specified time, otherwise it is a violation!

Alphabet Mushroom was confused and thought to himself: "What's wrong with this, why are you counting for me?"

He pretended to be calm and tried to stabilize his mind by adjusting his breathing.

Everything was ready, and just when Alphabet Mushroom was about to raise his hand to shoot, the whistle sounded!

"Beep~ Free throw violation!"

The referee decisively canceled one of his shooting opportunities.

Alphabet Mushroom grabbed the ball with his right hand, spread his hands, and asked questions on his face, "What?"

After the referee passed the ball to Alphabet Mushroom again, he explained the rules to him.

"When you were taking a free throw, you did not shoot within the prescribed time, so it was a violation. When the referee passed the ball to you, there were ten seconds left. Within these ten seconds, you had to throw the ball, otherwise it was a violation. .”

Alphabet Mushroom was a little confused after hearing this. He thought he could shoot at will, but he didn't expect there were rules.

The referee continued: "In the NBA, every player has ten seconds to complete a free throw. If you do not shoot within ten seconds, the referee will call you a violation. So, you must pay attention when making free throws. time."

Alphabet Mushroom took a deep breath and concentrated.

He warned himself not to lose confidence because of one mistake.

When the whistle sounded, Alphabet Mushroom held the ball tightly in his arms and looked at the basket firmly.

His heartbeat quickened and all the muscles in his body tensed, preparing to shoot with all his strength.

The Barclays Center Arena began to ring with the sound of countdown again: "ten, nine, seven..."

Alphabet Mushroom adjusted his breathing, ignored the noise around him, and focused on his goal.

"Beep!"

The referee blew the whistle a second time and it was another free throw violation...