Chapter 784 Black Whistle

Style: Gaming Author: Redeem Xiao AiWords: 2288Update Time: 24/02/20 11:27:18
The Knicks' lagging did not end. When the last quarter came, the team's head coach Norman Thomas still adopted a laissez-faire attitude and did not make any adjustments to the existing lineup, nor did he pay attention to the team's lagging situation.

In previous games, Coach Thomas would always choose to stand in front of the team bench, but in today's game he has been sitting on the team bench to rest since the second quarter, looking like it has nothing to do with him.

The Kimchi Men's Basketball Team is naturally very happy with this situation.

Taking advantage of this time, they used the referee's whistle to widen the gap again. The core of the team, Park Eui-sik, felt really good today, shooting 5 of 6 three-pointers. The same was true for striker Kim Jae-jun on the wing. His mid-range shot was very stable, and he shot 6 of 8.

The Pickle Men's Basketball Team cannot pose a threat to the Knicks based on the whistle alone. It is precisely because of the outstanding performance of these two people that they were able to take the lead during this period.

The game goes on like this.

When all the pickle players thought they would definitely win the game, the game time came to 7 minutes and 11 seconds.

There are less than 5 minutes left before the end of the game.

call out.

The referee whistle sounded.

This time Coach Thomas called a timeout and called the players back to the team bench.

"Zhao, come on!"

"Everyone else, keep working hard! Just wait and concentrate the ball in Zhao's hands..."

Coach Thomas did not field the entire core lineup, but only replaced Zhao Feiyang.

To deal with a third-rate team like the Kimchi Men's Basketball Team, there is no need to replace the Knicks' core lineup. As the saying goes, "What's the point of killing a chicken with a bull's knife?"

call out.

The pause time is over.

As expected, Zhao Feiyang appeared with everyone watching.

The moment he walked onto the court, the entire arena was filled with boos and jeers. Fans of Kimchi Country will not be unaware of Zhao Feiyang's abilities. Precisely because they know, they must try their best to attack him.

Unfortunately, all this was of no use to Zhao Feiyang. He just glanced at the numbers on the timer.

"83 to 93, still 10 points behind!"

"Simple."

After saying this, Zhao Feiyang went on the court and prepared to attack with his teammates.

At the same time, relevant personnel from the Kimchi National Basketball Association who were backstage at the arena were also watching the game. When they noticed that Zhao Feiyang planned to appear, these people's expressions instantly became tense.

"Don't be afraid! We only have 5 minutes, and this guy may not be able to make waves..."

"We still have a referee! He can't overtake us so easily..."

On the Internet, fans watching the game also began to look forward to it.

Needless to say, the Chinese fans, the Japanese fans who watched the fun did not mind the big deal. Zhao Feiyang bullied their Hachimura Rui before, and now they also hope that Zhao Feiyang will bully the pickle man.

"Damn it! This guy Zhao Feiyang must take care of these pickle people..."

"I believe in this guy! Although I don't like him, I know how capable he is! Even the players in the entire Kimchi Nation combined can't compare to this guy... This guy can lead the team to win the NBA championship." Champion people......"

"Wait to be beaten! Pickle Man..."

On the field.

The Knicks serve.

Teammate Dennis Smith Jr. gave the ball to Zhao Feiyang, and Zhao Feiyang personally held the ball through half the court. As soon as he got the ball, Park Eui-sik and another Kimchi player came over to double-team him.

Regarding this situation, Zhao Feiyang did not panic at all. He deliberately kept a little distance, and when Park Yi-ci got close to him, he turned around and easily shook the opponent away.

After getting rid of Park Yi-ci, Zhao Feiyang changed his direction one after another and passed another player who came up to defend.

After easily passing the two men, Zhao Feiyang dribbled the ball straight towards the opponent's basket. With all the fans watching, he leaped high and smashed the ball in with a one-handed smash.

The big pickle player inside wanted to interfere with him, but Zhao Feiyang sent him flying with a flying dunk.

"No!"

"Damn it! This bastard...he dared to ride on our people..."

Many Kimchi fans couldn't accept the reality and cursed loudly, but Zhao Feiyang ignored them at all.

Soon it was the pickle men's basketball team's turn to counterattack.

Park Yi-chi advanced with the ball, but before half-time, he suddenly encountered Zhao Feiyang's pressing defense. The two faced each other, and Zhao Feiyang hadn't even made a move yet, but Park Yi-ci couldn't withstand such strong pressure and made a mistake.

Snapped.

The basketball falls out.

Zhao Feiyang rushed forward to pick up the basketball. When he got the ball, he encountered Park Yi-sik's personal interference. This guy's defense simply ignored the rules and made all kinds of little moves! It's simply worse than the street basketball attack and defense duel in the Philippines!

Zhao Feiyang was not afraid at all and deliberately used his body to hit Pu Yici.

Seeing that he was about to reach the penalty area, Zhao Feiyang turned around and pretended to pull away. When he raised the basketball, Park Yi-ci flew at him. Unfortunately, he only feinted this time. Park Yi-ci missed it, and Zhao Feiyang took advantage of the opportunity and took a step forward easily. Throw the ball while avoiding the opponent.

Before the basketball even fell into the basket, the whistles from the sidelines followed one after another.

call out.

With everyone on the Knicks team confused, the referee on the court made a gesture to the staff at the technical desk and sentenced Zhao Feiyang for a walking foul!

"What?"

"Wang Defa?"

"Are you kidding me?"

The Knicks players on the bench were stunned, and everyone stood up in disbelief. In their opinion, Zhao Feiyang's movements had nothing to do with walking, but instead were a wonderful attack.

The atmosphere at the scene is completely different. How can Kimchi fans care so much? After hearing the referee's whistle, many people cheered and screamed, and some proudly shouted at Zhao Feiyang on the court.

The fans watching the live broadcast were shocked.

"Damn it! How could this ball be a walk?"

"Such a wonderful move is actually a walk? Where did the Picklemen learn their rules? What do their referees do?"

"Black whistles come one after another! If you ask me, pickleball people should bring all these guys with them in the next World Cup! With these referees here, the pickle country will definitely win the world championship..."

Inside the venue.

Faced with the referee's penalty, although Zhao Feiyang had been prepared in his heart, he did not expect that Kimchi Man's penalty was much more shameless than he imagined.

He spread his hands helplessly and did not argue with the referee or say anything to his opponent.

Snapped.

Pickles men's basketball serve.

This time they pushed the ball past half-court, but Zhao Feiyang found a flaw when Park Yi-chi passed the ball. Zhao Feiyang suddenly rushed out from halfway to steal his pass. When he got the ball, he ran straight towards the half court.

Amid the harsh boos from the Kimchi fans in the audience, Zhao Feiyang rushed to the opponent's three-point line and jumped up to take a shot.

Uh-huh.

A crisp three-pointer fell firmly into the basket.

"Blow!"

"Why don't you blow?"

"There's not even physical contact. I want to see how you referees can call it?"