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Chapter 133 Elbow Dizzy Postman
Then the Jazz made an additional free throw and the Suns attacked.

Barkley still pulled it out, trying to pull the postman as far away as possible, creating opportunities for Wang Tiejun to play low singles.

However, with the starting lineup of the Suns, Kevin Johnson can't make three-pointers and hardly shoots. Ceballos has no three-pointers and never shoots. He only has mid-range shots and breakthrough layups.

This is also one of the weaknesses of the Suns lineup, the ability to create isolations for the low post is not strong enough.

When Wang Tiejun first entered the league, he played all singles in the low post, and no one double-teamed him. Now he has shown a certain strength, and he can still have many singles opportunities in the low post. But after entering the playoffs, it is hard to say how many singles opportunities he will have. Maybe he will be double-teamed as soon as he gets the ball.

But now, for the Jazz who really want to win, coach Jerry Sloan has arranged a double-team tactic for the low post.

After the Suns opened up, the Jazz's players immediately shrunk their defensive line. Except for Jeff Malone who did not release Dan Marley, the others released their defenders two steps and stayed outside the paint. As long as Kevin Johnson passed the ball in, they could immediately double-team the low post.

Kevin Johnson took a look at the situation and didn't plan to pass in. He looked at Barkley on the right wing.

"Kevin!"

Seeing this, Wang Tiejun hurriedly squeezed to the basket, shouting loudly.

At this time, as a big center, he has to stand up and exert his strength, otherwise how can he serve as the inside pillar of the Suns?

The 120-kilogram Mike Brown is also quite strong, but he still couldn't withstand his squeeze, and he stood in the paint area, and the ball came in at this time.

As soon as the ball left the top of the arc, the Jazz's double-teaming began immediately, and postman Malone and small forward Tyrone Corbin rushed over from the left and right wings.

Especially Tyrone Corbin on the left wing, who was only two steps away from his position. Turning around and stepping into the paint area, his hands almost reached his body, and one step further, he was directly close to the body.

"Snapped!"

He carried Mike Brown on his left elbow, and the moment he caught the ball with his right hand, he saw Tyrone Corbin rushing in front of him from the corner of his right eye, and the strong wind hit his face first.

In the next moment, he leaned over to join the ball, his right foot did not move against Tyrone Corbin, his left foot moved inward, and he hit hard.

"Oh!"

The force was not enough in the eagerness, but there was still a bonus of hitting power, and Mike Brown was knocked half a step away.

The double-team was broken, he got a little space, and he couldn't go in anymore because Mike Brown was still in the front.

So he immediately leaned out again, and Corbin, who was only 95 kilograms, let out a muffled grunt and sat down on his buttocks. Only then did he gain room to shoot, blocked Mike Brown with his left elbow, took off calmly sideways, and hooked the ball to the basket.

Brown, who was knocked away, took off desperately to block the shot, but his hand was at least three feet away from Lao Wang's ball. How to block the shot?
"Hook?"

The on-site commentator roared loudly, and in the next moment, he suddenly increased the volume and shouted: "It's hit, the old K broke the double-team, the restricted area sweeper blasted the Jazz's two double-team players, and hit a face hook. He made this shot."

"Clap clap clap..."

There was also warm applause and cheers for the ball.

"Cool!"

Pharaoh himself became excited.

On the sidelines, Jerry Sloan was too surprised. The outside players double-teamed Old K. His tonnage and strength were not enough, and he was knocked down directly. How can he double-team?Can you only double-team with the postman on the weak side?But Barkley can't let it go.

At this time, the hanging screen was replaying the scene of Wang Tiejun breaking the double-team just now, and he also raised his head to stare at the screen.

"No foul, no movement of the supporting foot, no movement of the elbow, no sinking of the shoulders to exert force, and the movement of relying on hitting is very clean."

He was a little shocked, so he forced the two people away with a beating, how did he exert his strength in the narrow gap between the double-teamers?
But no matter what, in his opinion, Old K's way and ability to break double teams is unique in the league, and it is impossible for any other low-post players to do this.

This way of breaking double-teams is to directly kill all the defenders who come up to double-team, and then make a move. It really deserves to be a sweeper of the penalty area.

If there is another one, it is the No. [-] pick of the Magic, O'Neal, a super rookie with more outstanding talent than the old K.

"These two rookies are really monsters who suddenly broke into the alliance!"

He sighed in his heart, it's a pity that the Jazz can't get any of them, and the Jazz lacks a good center.

In the next quarter, Wang Tiejun was replaced after playing for 7 minutes. He hit a total of five balls, but hit two, which means that he only hit one of the next four balls.

It was also Tyrone Corbin who came down to double-team. One of his offenses caused a foul by Mike Brown. He made one of two free throws and only one of the remaining three shots.

In the whole quarter, he made 5 of 2 shots, 2 of 1 free throws, 5 points, 3 rebounds, 1 assist and 1 foul in the third quarter. He can achieve 40% efficiency of nearly two points in double-teaming, which is still possible. If there is no double-teaming, the shooting rate will definitely be higher.

He didn't hit the basket in this quarter either, accumulating energy for the final quarter.

I have played 23 minutes today, 12 of 7 shots, 5 of 3 free throws, 17 points and 9 rebounds, which is still okay.

At the end of the third quarter, 68:78, the Suns still led the Jazz by 10 points.

At the beginning of the last quarter, Wang Tiejun did not play and sat on the bench.

Playing half a quarter, the Jazz played hard. Stockton stole Kevin Johnson and Dan Marley twice in a row. Postman Malone made 5 of 3 shots and 3 of 2 free throws in the half quarter. He scored 8 points, 82:87, and led the Jazz to narrow the point difference to 5 points.

"This guy is really dirty playing ball!"

He sat on the sidelines and saw very clearly that when Kevin Johnson broke through with the ball, he was tripped by Stokes and the ball was broken.

The Suns called a timeout and replaced him.

The Suns attacked, facing Stockton's defense, Kevin Johnson carefully advanced to the top of the arc, saw him standing in the low position on the left wing, and directly lobbed the ball in.

He was facing up, and before the ball fell into his hand, he noticed someone rushing from the corner of his eyes.

"The weak side must be the postman!"

At this moment, Xiongbu suddenly took a step forward, jumped up directly, grabbed the ball in the air with one hand, and then threw the ball violently to the low position on the right wing behind the postman when it fell.

There's someone there looking at him, Barkley.

"what?"

The postman who was quickly helping to defend the strong side was startled, and when he hurriedly turned his head, he saw Barkley catch the ball and jumped up.

"Come in! Oh, hell!"

The live commentator lost his voice in amazement.

"Ugh!"

There was also a loud sigh at the scene.

"Snapped!"

Barkley, who missed an open shot from close range, also slapped his hand hard.

Under the basket, postman Malone and Mike Brown squeezed Wang Tiejun outside, protected the rebound, and the Jazz attacked.

An on-site commentator said at this time: "This time the old K scored the ball very timely, but it is a pity that Barkley was a little unlucky."

Another said: "Maybe Barkley wasn't ready? Old K went from receiving the ball to distributing the ball very suddenly this time."

"It's possible, but it's still Barkley's problem," the former commentator said.

At this time, the Jazz advanced to the frontcourt, and the others were running. Stockton stopped at the top of the arc for a while, and the postman Malone came up to pick and roll.

Wang Tiejun has returned to the basket, nervously staring at the killing Stockton.

At this time, Stockton did not storm the basket, but a horizontal pull. When he broke through to the left wing, he suddenly made a pass back to the postman behind him.

"not good!"

Wang Tiejun, who was following Stockton to adjust his defensive position to the left, was shocked when he saw it, and quickly turned to face the basket.

At this time, the postman caught the ball and stepped up violently, and Lao Wang blocked the block from the side.

"boom!"

"Di!"

He hit the postman on the wrist, but failed to stop the opponent's dunk and was hit with a two plus one.

Fortunately, his position is not under the basket, but because he is guarding Stockton, he is one step ahead of the left side of the basket, which is not counted as a dunk.

84:87, the Jazz trailed by three points.

"The Jazz's most classic pick-and-roll back pass tactic, the old K's ability to protect the basket still needs to be improved."

"Old K's defense was good in the first quarter, but he has his weakness, his lateral movement ability is not good, once he is transferred, it will be difficult to go back."

The two on-site commentators analyzed.

At this time, the postman missed an additional free throw, Lao Wang grabbed the backcourt rebound, and the Suns attacked.

"Give it in."

On the sidelines, Paul Westphal gestured.

Wang Tiejun entered the low position on the left wing, and as soon as he stopped, the ball came in, and the Jazz's double-team also came.

He faced the left wing immediately after receiving the ball, raised his hands high, and was surrounded by Mike Brown and Tyrone Corbin.

On the weak side, the postman stands on the right wing waist. Last time, Barkley almost scored an open goal. This time he has concerns and dare not come over to double-team.

And now that Wang Tiejun is playing high and high, it really threatens his defense. As long as he dares to come over, the ball will definitely go to Barkley behind him.

"here."

At this moment, Ceballos, who was emptied, cut in from the right wing, shouted loudly, and cut into the paint from the side of Wang Tiejun's group of three at the same time.

Lao Wang threw the ball with both hands and hoisted the ball in front of Ceballos.

"boom!"

Ceballos stepped up, caught the ball in the air, and smashed it into the basket.

"Beautiful! The old K played an alley-oop with Ceballos, and the old K sent another wonderful pass! His current position is the organization center..."

"Yes, the old K made full use of his ability to attract double-teams in the low post and created an air-cut opportunity for Ceballos. Now 84:89, we regained our lead by 5 points."

In the on-site commentary seat, the two commentators shouted loudly.

Next, the postman missed a shot and Wang Tiejun protected the backcourt rebound.

This kind of backcourt rebound that the postman missed from the outside, the Jazz had no chance to grab the offensive rebound at all. The height difference was too much. Mike Brown, who was stuck outside, even returned to the defense directly, and did not try to compete with Wang Tiejun for the rebound.

Sun attack.

Wang Tiejun played well at this point, able to attract double-teams, and had the ability to support the ball, so the head coach instructed to continue to play this point, and the ball was passed to him again.

This time, he didn't face Barkley on the left wing after receiving the ball, but suddenly threw his right hand holding the ball to the right wing three-point line.

Tyrone Corbin, who had just rushed to his side, paused and turned around quickly.

However, he was fooled. This was a fake passing action, but Wang Tiejun's control over the ball was too strong, so it was very realistic.

When he turned around, Wang Tiejun leaned over to dribble, and with a fierce hit, he knocked away Mike Brown inside.

As soon as he turned around, he realized that he had been fooled, and turned around quickly.

It's just that he turned around continuously, and he didn't keep up with his feet. He lost his center of gravity and fell to the floor with a bang.

"Oh!"

At this time, Wang Tiejun hit Mike Brown again for the second time, and the latter staggered back, losing his center of gravity.

The next moment, Wang Tiejun turned around and stepped into the paint area. With more room to use his strength, he took a bear step forward, and a frontal iron mountain was struck fiercely.

"Oh!"

"Uh!"

Mike Brown let out a muffled snort, leaned back instantly, and his 120-kilogram body was knocked over directly.

After Wang Tiejun knocked over a person, he couldn't help but pause. At this time, the postman had already returned to defend in front of him, and raised his hands upwards, blocking the front like a mountain.

But at this time, he had already pulled the ball up, then took off, and hooked the ball head-on to the basket one step away.

The postman took off and blocked the block, just for fun, without any actual defensive effect.

"Shh!"

Two-pointer at the basket.

"Beautiful! Old K made a positive hook at the basket." An on-site commentator shouted excitedly.

"Fake a pass from the catch, swing out of double-teams, and knock over another with his most powerful kick. Old K is worthy of the nickname of the penalty area sweeper. He will only shoot after killing all the defenders around him." Another commentator roared.

"Carl, switch defenses."

Jerry Sloan couldn't bear it anymore. Now the Suns are focusing on Wang Tiejun's low-post offense, and Barkley is only doing containment there, wasting the postman's defense in vain.

But he can only gamble, the postman can only defend one, who makes the defense team too strong inside?

However, he stopped the double-teaming tactic, because he needed to see the effect of the postman defending the old K alone.

He also knew that even the three super centers would have difficulty defending the rookie K, but the postman was different from others, his defense, even the three super centers, would still be a headache.

84:91, the Suns lead and the Jazz attack.

Jeff Malone hit a mid-range shot through the pick-and-roll, and the Suns attacked.

"what?"

Seeing the postman running to his side, Pharaoh was a little surprised. Does Jazz value him so much?

He still remembered that this guy owed him an elbow, and now he had a chance to get it back.

The left wing is low, and he wants to be strong and deep.

But the postman was stubborn, elbowing him from behind from time to time, so that he couldn't squeeze in.

This is also a test. With a larger tonnage, he is on par with the postman in terms of absolute strength + tonnage, and no one can squeeze the other.

"The power is really strong!"

With a sigh of admiration, he raised his right hand to ask for the ball.

Kevin Johnson took a look at Barkley. The latter was not very excited today, he didn't actively ask for the ball, and he was not very active in running positions. He gave the ball to Wang Tiejun again.

When the ball was passed, Wang Tiejun found that the double-team hadn't come, and couldn't help feeling relieved.

"Oh!"

As soon as he received the ball, he was hit hard by an elbow in his lower back, which made his legs go limp, but luckily he didn't feel like urinating.

"Special!"

He cursed angrily, handed the ball to his left with his right hand, suddenly looked back with his head, and then swung his arms back violently.

"Oh!"

The right elbow slapped the postman hard across the face.

"Uh!"

The postman let out a cry of pain, only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and then lost all consciousness. The whole person was thrown back suddenly by the elbow, and the whole person was felled on the spot by the giant axe like a wooden stake.

"Di!"

Amidst the exclamations of the fans, the referee's whistle blew.

"Crack clap..."

The media seats behind the bottom line reacted the fastest, and the camera flickered wildly.

"It's incredible!"

"The postman was knocked out by an elbow!"

"God, there's big news today, luckily I'm here!"

While pressing the shutter, they shouted excitedly.

"Oh my God, yes, it was a normal turn around, no fouls were committed."

"Oh ho ho ho, finally someone dares to elbow the postman? Haha, well, I apologize, I shouldn't have this attitude."

In the on-site commentary booth, the two commentators shouted excitedly.

"Carl?"

Amidst the exclamation, Stockton and the other four rushed forward.

Barkley and the others were not in a hurry, because the postman was dizzy, and the Jazz had no one to fight, so what's the rush?
They were just too surprised that Old K actually did it first, so fucking surprised, no one has ever dared to do this to the postman.

However, they were not surprised by Old K's ability to stun the postman with one elbow. At Old K's house that day, they had seen Old K continuously hit such a thick iron stake with his elbow. Both of Old K's elbows had a layer of calluses. They had really practiced their elbows.

"Sir, have I made a foul?"

Hearing the whistle, Pharaoh threw the ball to the referee, glanced at the fainted postman on the floor, and said in surprise.

The referee took the ball and threw it to the bottom referee, then waved to the Jazz's bench and asked the team doctor to come up and carry him.

At this time, when I heard Lao Wang's words, I couldn't help but twitched the corners of my eyes, secretly thinking that you are a rookie, you are not a good bird, why are you pretending to be stupid, you don't know if you committed a foul or not?
He immediately gestured to Lao Wang as a first-class criminal, making two free throws and one throw.

"Brother, he also elbowed me just now, why didn't he make a foul, and I blew it when I touched him by accident?" Lao Wang asked Barkley.

"Because he is a superstar like David Robinson, and you are just a rookie." Barkley laughed.

"Do you also have such treatment?" Old Wang asked curiously.

Barkley smiled awkwardly: "I don't like elbows, you know that."

That's what he said, but in his heart, he couldn't help roaring: "Am I the same as him? He's the brother-in-law of the referee committee. He got more than 40 stitches on the smiling assassin's head with one elbow, and he didn't even make a common foul."

In fact, this fat man is a ruthless man. He once broke several ribs of Rodman with an elbow when he was grabbing a rebound.

(End of this chapter)