As Zhou Quan broke through with the ball, the smiling assassin on the right wing immediately moved quickly along the top of the arc to the left wing.
Jordan ran to the top of the key and saw Zhou Quan had reached the left elbow area. After a moment's hesitation, he immediately changed direction and pounced.
He can form a pincer attack on Zhou Quan in the left elbow area with Pippen, who is chasing behind Zhou Quan, and substitute power forward Lewingston, who is guarding inside.
But in that case, the assassin would be open and likely to receive Zhou Quan's pass.
However, according to all the current data, Zhou Quan's vision is not good enough, his observation of the open space behind him is not good enough, and he rarely passes the ball behind him.
In other words, the assassin may not get a pass from Zhou Quan, because the assassin will move behind Zhou Quan at the next moment.
This is why he chose to double-team. At the same time, the direction of his movement was between Zhou Quan and the assassin. He had to participate in the double-team and cut off their passing routes.
But at this moment, when the three-man attack was about to take shape, the perspective changed and he took a step to the left. Zhou Quan saw a passing route.
One step from the left, passing by the left midfielder, he saw Rodman under the basket. Behind Rodman was an empty basket.
And Bulls backup center Spencer King, who is low on the left wing, is moving the next moment, and he is likely to block that direct channel.
He stopped suddenly, pressed quickly with his right hand, and with a bang, he dribbled the ball with his hip and pulled the ball up with his left hand.
The next moment, he threw the ball violently with his left hand.
"Whoosh!"
Like a scalpel, the basketball instantly passed through the gap between the Bulls' two interior substitutes, Spencer King and Lewingston.
"What?"
The next moment, Spencer King moved up a step, and the direct passage disappeared. He felt something flying past and did not react.
Rodman, who was under the basket, was preparing to grab an offensive rebound with all his strength. When he grabbed the rebound, he first observed the path of the ball to predict the landing point, so he was highly concentrated and waited for Zhou Quan to take action.
The next moment, he didn't see Zhou Quan take off, but suddenly he saw an orange-red basketball come out of the gap.
"Snapped!"
Instinctively, he put his hands together and jumped the ball. Fortunately, the jump was not high. With full concentration, he immediately grabbed the ball a second time and held it.
All that's left is to easily take off, place the ball on top of the basket, then bounce the ball outwards, take off a second time, and push the ball into the basket.
"How did you pass it on?"
Jordan was instantly shocked.
It was indeed a shock, because he was sure that Iron Fist's pass was definitely not a frontal pass, so how did he see the passing route?
This is not a throw pass, it is a scalpel pass. The passer must see the direct channel before he has a chance to pass the ball. How can he pass the ball if he can't see it?
"pretty!"
"Tekken's passer is amazing! His vision is amazing! Is he blind? It's impossible for a normal person to see that route."
In the ESPN commentary box, Howard shouted in surprise.
"No!"
Winston said with great certainty: "Imagination, unparalleled spatial imagination, has this ability. This is talent. Data cannot reflect the slightest bit of talent. It is a vision that mortals cannot experience. In other words, this is what belongs to gods. vision.”
"Really?"
Howard was a little confused.
"No, I'm going to keep an eye on that rookie. He seems to be a greater threat now." Jordan made a secret decision.
Next, he went to target Zhou Quan, and the assassin was handed over to Pippen.
After a two-minute stalemate, the two teams tied at 44.
Then Mark Aguirre rose up and faced Bulls backup shooting guard Bob Hansen, scoring two goals in a row. The Pistons once again led the Bulls.
Phil Jackson called a timeout and replaced the two main inside players, and the point guard was replaced by BJ.
Before going on the court, he warned: "BJ, the Pistons will definitely keep an eye on you. Your best way is to guard against shots but not sudden breakthroughs. If he breaks in, we will flank him. If it's an iron fist that hits you, guard against sudden breakthroughs." Shoot, encourage him to take shots outside.”
"clear."
BJ is under a lot of pressure, because today's tactics are so passive, because at the first position, Iron Fist has too much advantage and they can't guard against it.
Phil Jackson said to Jordan again: "Michael, you can't switch defenses. If you let others play BJ, it will be worse."
Jordan nodded. He was very depressed because his No. 1 position was being stared at and beaten. The configuration of the No. 1 position was mediocre to begin with, but now that he encountered the monster Iron Fist, the disadvantage was even more obvious.
He has a hidden worry. How to solve this problem after encountering him in the playoffs?
The timeout ends and the Pistons attack.
After catching the ball in the backcourt, Zhou Quan smiled when he saw BJ guarding him, and suddenly accelerated and rushed. BJ, who weighed at most 80 kilograms, was caught for a moment and fell behind.
He held the ball and drove straight into the frontcourt, with BJ chasing after him.
"squeak!"
There was an emergency stop at the top of the arc. BJ behind him couldn't brake in time and rushed to the free throw line before stopping. By this time, Zhou Quan had already calmly gotten up.
"Don't even think about it!"
After losing the assassin with one shot, Jordan had already rushed to cover the defense, flying up from the right wing and blocking the shot with his big hand.
"not good!"
But the next moment, he knew he had been shaken because Zhou Quan did not get up.
Zhou Quan squatted down and Jordan flew past him. Only then did he pass the ball to the assassin on the right wing.
The assassin took off the ball and took a three-point shot, just like the coldest assassin thrusting his sword at the target without any hesitation.
"brush!"
The water splashed and he hit a three-pointer.
"Oh ho!"
This goal made the Palace of Auburn Hills ebullient, and the fans of the Assassins were extremely excited.
"25! 25! 25..."
They chanted this number in unison. It was the most glorious time of the Smiling Assassin, even overshadowing the moment of winning the championship.
The Bulls attacked, and Jordan also shot a three-pointer, but missed. Rodman grabbed the rebound and passed it to the assassin.
The assassin went down with all his strength, dropped Jordan, rushed to the basket and flew for a layup.
"Snapped!"
But at this moment, Grant suddenly rushed down from the left, flew to block the shot, and slapped the ball away.
At the same time, because he could not brake while in the air, his bent right knee directly pushed the assassin into the air. With a bang, the assassin fell to the floor and rolled over twice before coming to a stop.
"Asshole! Asshole..."
The assassin felt unbearable pain in his body, and in a frenzy, he cursed in anger.
"Oh! Shh!"
After the audience exclaimed, they immediately booed loudly.
Seeing Mark Aguirre's expression changed drastically and he rushed towards the assassin, Zhou Quan shouted to Jordan: "Michael Jordan, now it's your turn to be the bad boy."
Jordan also knew that Grant's blocking action just now was too big, but he could not show weakness and admit defeat in front of Zhou Quan, so he immediately defended Grant: "Nonsense, he didn't mean it. It was a normal physical confrontation and in compliance with the rules." Actions."
Zhou Quan smiled gently, but his eyes were cold.
A small point guard flew from the side to block a layup without any protective measures. He just let his body collide with the assassin in the air. According to the rules, there is really no problem. It is a normal body collision after blocking the shot.
However, the original defense of the Bad Boys was also no problem according to the rules. If there was any problem, the league would naturally punish it.
So, there are rules, so just use the rules.
There are loopholes in the law, let alone the rules?
Bill Laimbeer once said it right. I just hovered at the bottom line of the rules and did not break through them.
