nba championship predators

Chapter 687 The Next Goal

The home commentator was stunned for a while before he realized it.

Zhao Ke wants to carry the urinal?
So, he gave a popular science to the audience in the Energy Solution Arena full of malice:
It is said that this "stunt" has been lost since Rick Barry and his son, and now it actually appears in the hands of the former scoring champion Zhao Ke who claims to have "the league's most standard shooting posture"!

It has to be said that it is a kind of ape dung...

Zhao Ke laughed.

This commentator doesn't look like Salt Lake City at all. With the piss of these fans, shouldn't he just say:

Zhao Ke, you kid also has today!Wow Kaka...

Squat down and shake the basketball three times.

For the fourth time, the basketball left Zhao Ke's palm and flew towards the basket.

Greg Oden worked hard, still one step ahead of Okur and Boozer, and reached the highest point first...

But this time it was for nothing.

Although it was the first time to carry the urinal, but with the backing of the "hot" feel, the basketball got into the net pocket steadily!
Sure enough, this is the best posture for free throws!
Didn't you see it?

Even people with "Yips" can throw a ball in!

O'Neill, Deng Daida, Big Ben, what are you waiting for?
When the Jazz attacked, Zhao Ke grabbed Oden, pointed to the frontcourt and said:
"Greg, you'll be guarding Carlos Boozer for a while, Mehmet Okur will hand it over to me, and Grant will guard Matt Halprin!"

Auden froze for a moment and asked:

"Boss, are you defending the center forward?"

Zhao Ke said with contempt:
"Haven't you discovered that Mehmet is a shooting guard who has been stretched after eating Leopard Tai Yijin Pills. I am the most suitable guard against him..."

"Boss, what kind of horse is Leopard Taiyi Jinwan?"

"That's not the point!"

Come on, as long as you are happy!
Auden ran away in a "boom boom" to find Grant Hill.

When the Jazz set up their battles, a funny scene appeared on the field:
Greg Oden got to the free throw line and followed Carlos Boozer step by step, and Mehmet Okur was standing next to Zhao Ke at the basket!

A 1-meter defender defends a 98-meter center forward?
The little fat pier didn't even bother to talk nonsense, so he directly made a through ball and handed the ball to Okur.

If you can't score this kind of ball, just pull out the shoelaces and hang them directly on the basket!

Okur's habit of attacking is actually an outside jumper after receiving the ball. He seldom takes a shot at the basket, unless it is a lob...

This ball is a bit difficult for him.

Zhao Ke pressed against his waist, and the Turk was very conflicted. Should he use a small hook to solve the problem, or should he turn around and dunk?
If you don't dunk, you might get sprayed again, it's too soft.

Facts have proved that he really thinks too much.

When Okur made up his mind to dunk and was about to lean on Zhao Ke and turn around suddenly, he didn't turn around!

Zhao Ke got stuck on his rotation radius first, and aimed his elbow at Okur's rib socket. With a sudden turn, Okur gave himself an elbow indirectly!

It hurts so much, I almost can't breathe!
Holding the ball froze, he took a breath and came up, lightened his hand, Zhao Ke had already run away...

Zhao Ke is a devil!
Except for Okur, the other Jazz players didn't even bother to help pull their shoelaces, and followed Zhao Ke all the way back!

This time, Zhao Ke was not greedy for credit.

Running across the halfway line, he handed the ball to Conley, and he rushed to the basket, followed by Grant Hill and Oden.

The Grizzlies played five-on-four in the frontcourt, but Okur still didn't move.

He is suspicious, could it be that Zhao Ke will have the legendary "empty stomach"?
The point of the elbow hit was too good. Now that half of Okur's body is numb, how dare he run!

Zhao Ke, who always makes people suffer from comminuted fractures, doesn't care about the severity of his shots. Okur thought, if he wants to go for an MRI after the game, he doesn't know if his internal organs are broken.

Okur didn't move, and the Jazz's inside line was very embarrassing.

Only Carlos Boozer rushed in, but he faced Zhao Ke, Grant Hill, and Greg Oden!
Needless to say, with such an advantage, Okur would be sorry if he didn't fight.

Conley made the pass!
Target, Zhao Ke.

Well, when Zhao Ke is on the court, he has an absolute attraction to the ball.

Zhao Ke casually threw the ball into the sky, then quickly moved sideways and dodged it.

There are two violently uncooperative geniuses behind it.

Anyone can hit!

Grant Hill got the basketball, but he didn't make a shot. He tossed the ball to the basket, and also took a sideways step to hide on the other side.

Greg Oden followed up, grabbed the basketball with both hands, and slammed it into the hoop!
Things like slam dunks still look good with a large tonnage!
Listen to the loud explosion, look at the trembling basket, the crumbling basket, this is called the aesthetics of violence!
Boozer flashed when Zhao Ke passed the ball.

He always seeks good luck and avoids bad luck.

Jerry Sloan was roaring on the sidelines again. The game had just started, and he had an urge to go back to the locker room to get blood pressure medicine...

Okur and Boozer lowered their heads. If this continues, the ball will be impossible to hit!
The Jazz continued to attack, and the scene reappeared.

Boozer was stared to death by Oden, and Okur didn't even dare to stretch out his hands under the basket. He felt that if he got another elbow from Zhao Ke, he might have to go out sideways...

Chubby felt very tired.

This is a group of pigs, no one can move them, so why not do it yourself!
Carrying Conley hard to break through, after all, he came out of wrestling, and he is still handy in beating this rookie.

One step outside the free throw line, Chubby shoots an arrow on horseback.

A black shadow overwhelmed the sky, it was Greg Oden!

This pervert, rushing so fast, is not afraid of tripping!
If it was in the arena, Chubby would definitely give a sweeping leg, but even on the court, he almost couldn't help stretching out his feet...

After thinking about the consequences, forget it.

The three blood-stained iron laws of the NBA:

First, don't mess with Zhao Ke!
Second, don't mess with Zhao Ke's teammates!
Third, don't forget the first two!

Chubby made a feint and took a step sideways, but lost the opportunity to shoot, and Conley, who had just been thrown off, made it.

Angry!

Ma Dan, buddy, is it so difficult to shoot a basket?
Facing Conley, forcibly face down!

Of course not, you thought you were Deron Bryant Williams?

Under the basket, Okur has an absolute advantage.

Zhao Ke didn't even jump.

He is not very good at rebounding. He has played for six seasons and has never averaged more than 4 rebounds per game. Nash is better than him...

In order to make it easier for Okur to get the rebound, Zhao Ke even shrank to the bottom line.

If something goes wrong, there must be evildoers!
Okur was beating his head, but the rebounds flew overhead, was it a grab, or was it?
Let's grab it!

If you don't grab it, let alone Jerry Sloan, those radical believers among the fans will probably take out a handful of blessings...

Reflexively got the basketball and put it on his chest.

Before it was hot, a loud roar suddenly sounded in my ear:
"Bah!"

Okur shuddered.

Zhao Ke jumped out from behind him, slapped the basketball away with a slap, grabbed it with ease, and slapped the horse away...

(End of this chapter)