Chapter 175 Depressed Spanish Sister-in-law

Guy was locked on the outside line by an old and almost forgotten guy, which made Fletello a little confused. After all, this kind of bad situation rarely happened in previous games.

Although Guy is a newcomer who has just entered the league for two or three months, the boy's performance on the court has surpassed many old greasy-fried dough sticks of the Grizzlies. In the game against the Spurs, this guy was blocked.

But the Spurs' anti-sky defensive system, not to mention a rookie like Guy, even Kobe or Iverson's one-on-one master, if they really meet head-on, they will feel a little headache.

But Rivers didn't give Guy too much care. He simply used Spreville to stare at each other one-on-one, and then watched the old man firmly make Guy sleepy to death.

Guy estimated that from the day he entered the NBA, he didn't expect that he could be so aggrieved on the court, and he was facing an old man. The feeling of getting angry made this guy almost collapse.

But Sprewell's side didn't seem to be doing well at all. He just followed Guy in front of him with a blank face, and then either blocked the opponent's internal cutting route or interfered with the opponent's dribble.

Anyway, everything he is doing now looks so simple, but that effect, even Thibodu looks at it fiercely on the sidelines. What is old spicy? This is his representative!

Rivers was not very excited in front of others, but only he knew that if it hadn't been for the camera facing him, he would have jumped up with his fist.

"This is a lot of money! With this defensive efficiency, it can freeze Rudy Guy so quickly! Two million dollars! Even if the price is fucking doubled, it's worth it!"

At this moment, not only did Rivers, who started with Spreville, breathe a sigh of relief, Angie, who had been silent on the sidelines, but also made his heart beat back to normal.

He finally didn't go to Los Angeles in vain, nor did he spend the two million annual salary. This old guy who has been idle at home for a year is still so old when playing the game.

Guy? Come on, when this old guy played in New York, he created a miracle with the team! Is it so easy to deal with the No. 1 fierce man who can average 26 points per game against the Spurs in the finals?

But now Fletello is definitely not in the mood to experience Spreeville's great achievements. Rudy Gay's offensive point has stalled, and his head coach must let others take it.

Demon Stadmeier? Or Chucky Atkins? The names of these two guys flashed in Fletello's mind, but they were immediately rejected by him.

Guy's side was nailed by Sprewell, and Damon Stadmeier's side is not much better.

Ronda's kind of alternative who has no desire to attack at all. Once he meets the opponent he wants to nail, the opponent will never be good. What's more, Damon Stadmeier, the "little flying mouse", has long been unable to fly.

Although he can still earn thirteen or four points per game, the scene of Stadmeier's jump dunk in those years is almost extinct, and how can Rondo's impenetrable entful kung fu make him make a fast attack?

And Rivers's arrangement is almost nailed to the weakness of the Grizzlies. He has seen Chucky Atkins' recent status for a long time, so he didn't let Szebiak play. He chose Tony Allen, who is a strong defensive player, and Rivers just wants to get the ash. The outer line of the bear is firmly pressed in the palm of the hand.

In the face of such a passive situation, Fletello can only bravely play against Rivers. The outside line is not smooth, so he can only expect Gasol and Mike Miller to create some miracles.

Seeing that the outside line is unreliable, Flatello can only replace Atkins with Dadi Jones, who has a stronger breakthrough ability. In addition, he has to replace the amazing Swift on the field and let Guy be a cold bench.

In doing this, one is that you can't always be led by the nose by your opponent. On the other hand, Flatello also expects Mike Miller waiting outside the three-point line, with Gasol's response and a Swift to grab the rebound.

Such a lineup from the inside to the outside can also be adjusted by the outside and inside, which is conducive to giving full play to Gasol's inner response skills, as well as this guy's middle distance. It's much better than letting this guy play hard under the basket by himself. Fretello can only count on Gasol to break out now. It is.

It's not only Fletello waiting for Gasol to rise up, but also those loyal fans of the Grizzlies are also waiting for his star to play a beautiful attack and repair the Celtics who came from afar.

"The opponent has won one of the last four games. Why can't we beat them at home?"

This was the voice of the live DJ before the start of the game, but now this guy is a little deflated, because of Spreville's strong defense, just five minutes after the first quarter, the score is already 17:10.

The supporters of the Grizzlies all remember that the Celtics have recently lost in a row, but they have selectively ignored their team's bad record. So far, they have only won four games.

Now even if the ducks are put on the shelves, Gasol has to stand up and take over the game. Whether he is willing to rub each other under the basket with Jefferson and strong guys like Chen Feng. He has to carry the Grizzlies forward. As long as he is still playing in Memphis, this is his responsibility. He can't dodge it. Of.

But someone has long said that Gasol is not the kind of player who can fight hard against the opponent's inside line with his buttocks under the basket. Even if he is compared with Nowitzki, he is obviously a little softer than the German.

Er, personality determines everything. You can count on a black boy who hangs around on the street to be the boss of the team, but you should never expect a guy who misses the doctor to save the sinking team.

Gasol has gorgeous skills, but this guy definitely doesn't have a tough heart. Er, in fact, it's not his fault. Those wild kids have been fighting with the world since the day they are sensible.

And Gasol, who grew up in a middle-class family, er, the place where he should stay is actually a hospital full of uniforms. Well, it should be like this. The figure of Spanish beauties is quite popular.

Two environments have created two kinds of people. Gasol is a typical European insider, with solid technology and elegant style. What he pursues is not the kind of close hand-to-hand fight with others under the basket.

But as soon as Fletello gestured and asked the players to give the ball to Gasol as much as possible, Chen Feng quietly pasted it. He opened his big hands and followed the Spaniard firmly.

To catch the ball in the back basket, Gasol's action is very coherent. When he catches the ball in his hand, he immediately takes his right foot as the axis and is ready to turn around and play singles in the basket. But before this action is finished, he was pasted to death by Chen Feng's side.

He didn't let the other party turn around comfortably. This was when he was training with Weber. The guy told Chen Feng next to him, and Weber also did the training in person at that time, specifically letting Chen Feng watch his footsteps move.

Weber is a power forward in the NBA who is famous for his comprehensive back skills and gorgeous footsteps under the basket. With such a guy as a sparer, Chen Feng no longer needs to pull Jefferson to practice when he has nothing to do.

Although Weber has only joined the team for two days, Takanien specially taught Chen Feng how to prevent his opponent from turning in, and also turning into the basket. With such a reference, Chen Feng naturally learns faster.

So as soon as Gasol moved, Chen Feng had accurately stuck his direction of movement. Before Gasol's foot on the axis was adjusted, the bald wild boy had already stuck to him.

Would you like to turn around? There is no door! Not only blocked the other party's movement, Chen Feng also stuck Gasol's small waist behind his back. He simply wanted to force Gasol to fight with himself under the basket.

Well, Chen Feng really wanted to whisper in Gasol's ear, "Brother, your waist is really thin, and your skin is really good. The touch is really delicate, white and silky soft."

The lingering of these two people simply made Jefferson and them have no chance to intervene. Even if Gasol retreated, he did not escape Chen Feng's magic hands. Anyway, he couldn't touch his waist, and he could find other places to do it.

Anyway, when he learned how to strengthen the defense from Takanienian in those days, he learned a lot about all kinds of negative and vicious tricks, mainly because Russell's group of people were around and taught everything!

Back defense, touch the waist, frontal defense, er, what to catch and touch. Anyway, as long as there is no foul or something, a slight physical contact with the referee will not blow a foul, but this kind of harassment makes Gasol speechless.

Originally, a very elegant Spaniard is really a little unbearable this time. He has never seen such a rogue guy. It's really up and down, all kinds of touches, chest, buttocks, thighs, that's called an all-round way.

If this is replaced by Razabova's kind of beautiful women with front and back, Gasol will bear it, but not to mention the tough bald head in front of him, the shape looks like a hooligan anyway!

If you have nothing to do with being touched by this kind of guy, Gasol will get goose bumps all over his body. This kind of extremely harassing defense makes Gasol so melancholy that he doesn't even want to go down to the basket.

Middle distance, continuous middle distance, Gasol didn't know whether it was pushed to death by Chen Feng's tough muscle mass, or because of that pair of rough big hands, it made him flutter and jump.

Anyway, this guy didn't seem to hear the sound of Fratro roaring on the side of the field and letting him enter the inside line to carry his opponent. He has always been floating in a high position and playing with Chen Feng in the middle.

This guy also feels really good. At the end of the first quarter, he shot three out of five shots, plus Jefferson had a foul, so Gasol also got the team's highest eight points and three rebounds.

But there was no applause in the FedEx Arena, because Gasol's performance could not save the team's downturn. They lost 15 points in the first quarter!

37:22, this is a gift from a group of Boston bandits to Memphis fans.

And the animal that touched Gasol's whole body in almost a quarter of competition made the Spaniards depressed in the rest area with a towel to cover their faces...

The Spanish sister-in-law, who was sulted, has only a feeling of fire but unable to fight back at this moment.

(His sister, there is something wrong with IE, and it's just uploaded. I'll go!!! It's 11 minutes late!!! This is the world of gods and horses! It's so tricky!)