Kobe Bryant through time

Chapter 20

Covering, changing positions, assisting defense, switching offense and defense, the Suns played tactics in an orderly manner, and the coaches on the sidelines stopped shouting and sat on the sidelines.

Looking at the Lakers again, they broke through for a layup and returned without success.In addition, the offense was not successful, and there were many mistakes, and the defense was full of loopholes, which was useless, and was torn apart by the Suns with a pick-and-roll, exposing the hinterland to others.

"Fuck. Defense." The coach of the Lakers stomped his feet in a hurry, waving his hands with his teeth and claws, sometimes overwhelming, sometimes directly to the point.

"Protect the backboard and attack. Fuck, can you play?" The coach was anxious, and the trash talk started.

Ling Yu was also anxious, frowning, biting his jersey, and staring straight ahead.

Are you going to lose again?
"Fisher, Kemp, Johnson. Come here, everybody."

Taking advantage of Nash's free throw, Ling Yu called everyone over again.

"Damn it. What kind of ball are we playing here? It's a mess and it's terrible." Ling Yu pointed out the problems on the court and said: "We lost like this in the last game, and we will lose this time if we continue like this. "

The atmosphere suddenly became dignified, and everyone had serious expressions. Although there was dissatisfaction on their faces, they were washed away by helplessness.Ling Yu looked around everyone's face and said: "If we don't want to lose, we have to fight for offense and defense. Don't be afraid of offense, don't be afraid of defense, do these things well, we have plenty of time to win."

"We can't prevent their pick-and-rolls at all." Johnson looked a little frustrated.

"This is what needs to be solved now. Not only follow up, but zone defense." Ling Yu paused, and continued: "Focus on defending Steve Nash."

At this time, the referee's whistle sounded, and the Lakers played in the backcourt.

"Defense, offense. We all have to play well."

After speaking, they disbanded and threw themselves into the game.

Ling Yu dribbled the ball to the frontcourt, and found that the Suns also played a zone defense, watching the ball and not the people, always ready to close the door.

"Pull away."

Ling Yu yelled, his eyes killing all directions. Suddenly, he feinted, changed direction, and accelerated to pass the first defensive player, and then turned around beautifully to pass the Suns' supplementary defense player.At this point, the front is almost empty.Collecting the ball, jumping up, and retracting the abdomen, all in one go, a dunk is imperative.

At this moment, a force slammed into his waist, and Ling Yu, who had already left the ground, was caught off guard, lost his balance, and fell heavily on the floor.

The whistle is ringing!The Suns players fouled maliciously and took a technical foul. The Lakers made two free throws and one throw.

Ling Yu gritted his teeth, grabbed his unconscious right hand, and glared at Moore, the Suns player who caused the crime.Harrison, but saw him spread his hands and complained to the referee innocently.

"I just touched it lightly, and he flew out."

The implication is that Ling Yu was a flop. The Lakers players were depressed and had nowhere to vent. When they heard this, they immediately became angry and ran over to surround Moore.Harrison.At the same time, Kemp also pulled Ling Yu up.

"What do you mean?" Johnson nudged Moore.Harrison, glaring at him.Moore.Harrison was not willing to show weakness, he pressed his chest up, glared at Johnson, and shouted: "Your grandson, do you want to fight?"

"you wanna die."

Not to be outdone, Johnson stepped forward.At this moment, neither of them had the slightest intention of backing down, as if a fight was about to break out.Nash rushed forward, stood between them, and hugged Moore.Harrison.The players of the Lakers also rushed forward and hugged Johnson, and the referee also rushed over to dismiss them.

The whistle sounded again, and both sides had a technical foul.

The anger of the Lakers has not been extinguished, and they stared at the rest of the Suns without saying a word.

"Kobe. How is it now?" The team doctor ran over with a medicine box.

"It's okay." Ling Yu gritted his teeth and shook his right hand vigorously.At this time, the players of the Lakers came over.

Fisher asked worriedly, "Kobe, how is it? Can he still play?"

"Damn it, that's damn it, he pushed for a layup, I really want to beat him up."

Johnson was still very angry, his veins were popping out, and he glared at Moore with a hideous face.Harrison was about to rush up and beat him up.Ling Yu stretched out his left hand and patted Johnson.

"It's uncomfortable to watch the grandson who pushes and pretends to be his mother."

Johnson, ignited again, turned to Moore.Harrison rushed over.Fisher hurriedly hugged him, Ling Yu also grabbed Johnson, and shouted: "Is it useful to beat that grandson? Shilt. It's better to blow him up."

Johnson was shocked by Ling Yu's roar, but he still felt uncomfortable, and said, "I just can't understand him."

"I can't bear to abuse him later." Ling Yu roared again.The coach also came over.

"Damn it, do you want to fight? Fuck, it's much better to win them than a fucking fight." The coach yelled.

At this time, the long timeout was up, and the Lakers players walked onto the court full of anger.

"Kobe, can you still play?" The coach patted Ling Yu on the shoulder.

Ling Yu smiled and said, "It's okay." After speaking, he walked onto the court.At this time, the audience cheered and applauded, and then boiled.

Perhaps because of the incident just now, the passion of the Lakers players was suddenly ignited by anger.On the court, they defended close to each other, pressed hard, and their movements became natural.On the other hand, the Suns seemed to be doing something wrong. Their actions were timid, their offense was not successful, their defense was not in place, and they made mistakes again and again.

"Defense. Damn it." The Suns coach ran to the sidelines and yelled at the Suns players.

However, this obviously didn't work. At this time, what the Suns showed was a sluggish, weak state.On the Lakers side, the momentum came out all of a sudden, the offense was successful again and again, and the defensive position was even more appropriate, leaving the Suns with nothing to do, and no tactics to play.The Lakers took advantage of this to play a 30-6 scoring frenzy, and suddenly overtook the score, leading by 8 points.

"Shilt. Defense."

At this time, the coach of the Suns was almost insane. He first yelled at the players, and then complained to the referee that the Lakers made too many small moves.

The whistle sounded again, and the Suns coach took a T.Even so, the Suns coach babbled, walked toward the dugout, and then called a short timeout.

"What kind of defense are you guys doing? You're purely undercover." The Suns coach roared angrily, grabbed the tactical board that fell off, and roared, "Close defense, defend me from the backcourt."

The Suns players looked dead. They had no passion in the first place. After being sprayed like this by the coach, they were even more listless. They lowered their heads silently and said nothing.

Just now the Lakers had a wave of offensives, including dunks, alley-oops, and one-stop service. The audience at the scene had a great time watching it, and they couldn't help shouting wildly.Although it's only the summer league, the fans' enthusiasm has not diminished at all, and they will never forget to cheer for every good shot.

Pause time is up.

"Fuck. Play defense for me." The Suns coach roared and turned around to sit in the rest area.

The Suns returned to the field like dead silence, without passion, even a pause and scolding would not change anything.As soon as he arrived on the court, he was bombarded by the Lakers again, and the score was opened.

"Kobe. Beautiful."

Johnson waved his fist and applauded Ling Yu's alley-oop just now.

"Beautiful, just hit like this."

Every time a goal is scored, the Lakers players will encourage each other, and an atmosphere of unity and fighting enveloped the entire Lakers team.

"Damn it. Defense."

The Suns coach roared again, yelling at the referee: "Damn it, there's a foul over there."

The whistle blew again, and the referee couldn't bear it anymore and expelled the Suns coach from the field.

The coach was kicked off the field, and the Suns lost even more enthusiasm, being suppressed by the Lakers' offensive until the game whistle sounded.

At 123:87, the Lakers won vigorously, and everyone clenched their hands and stared at the Suns.The Suns walked towards the locker room with a gray face.

Ling Yu roared, and was about to walk to the locker room, when a person stopped him.

"Kobe."

Ling Yu could not help looking over.

(End of this chapter)