Chapter 122 Disaster

Avery Johnson doesn't know what Rivers said during the timeout, but he now has the idea of how the Celtics change. That's the other side's business. He won't easily change the habits of the Mavericks. Just like just now, he wants to destroy the Celtics with an attack.

Focus on me and control the game according to your own intentions. This is the temperament that a strong team should have.

In Johnson's eyes, the Mavericks have this ability, so he did not replace or change the tactical arrangement, but rely on his strength to defeat the Celtics, just like he did.

"Attack, make good use of Dirk's fulcrum, and all run. No matter what, you have to tear up the opponent's defense! Try to finish the second quarter, which will make the Bostonians feel desperate!"

The idea of "Little General" is definitely the most in line with the current Mavericks' actual situation. After all, after playing in Boston, they have to continue to play in the East. This away trip is not easy.

In addition to the Celtics, the Mavericks have to fight against the Nets, the Pistons, and the Cavaliers. The strong in the East are waiting to kill the bison in Dallas.

If it is best to make a quick decision, it will also give the main lineup enough rest time. Four consecutive away games are definitely not so easy to play, and physical fitness is a severe test.

However, if four victories are taken away, the Mavericks' first ranking in the West may be further consolidated, so that the Suns chasing behind will also feel the pressure.

Avery Johnson's idea is definitely good. At least this guy is more profiant than Rivers in the team's tactical arrangement.

After all, the foundation of the Mavericks is there, even if the Celtics show signs of recovery this season.

But compared with a quasi-championship team, they are still a little worse. If they can continue to run in for two or three years, they may have a chance to wrestle with the Mavericks.

As for now, although Johnson didn't say anything, he can also hear from what he just said that he hasn't paid attention to the team that can barely enter the top eight in the East.

The embarrassment of the first quarter of the game? In Johnson's eyes, it was just an accident. The Mavericks' laxness and the other side's strange tactical arrangements did create a little trouble for his team.

Unfortunately, it was just a temporary rise. The Mavericks brought everything back to normal in the second quarter. What's next? There is only one way to wait for the Celtics to fail.

At least Johnson thinks so, that's why he shouts at his players and let these guys kill their opponents, and it's better to lock in the first half.

The team that targets the championship does not want to waste too much time on other opponents, and Johnson does not think Rivers can use more tricks.

"As long as Dirk's performance continues to be so stable, it will only be a matter of time before the opponent is killed." After watching the players play, Johnson and the assistants around him exchanged opinions in a low voice.

"The Asian boy on the other side was completely depressed by Deke." The assistant coach also responded with a smile on the corners of his mouth.

"The No. 99's physical fitness is not bad. If his contract expires, he may consider buying it back as an inside substitute. In terms of rebounding, that boy is actually quite stable."

Watching the game return to his own pace, Johnson also has time to comment on Chen Feng's performance. At least in his opinion, that strong boy is more cost-effective than Damper.

In fact, when Johnson thinks about Damper's contract with an annual salary of 7 million yuan, he feels a little bit of a headache, 7 million! Or the US dollar! Damn, I gave it to such a disabled person!

But the roar at the bottom of Johnson's heart had not yet been released, and the game on the court was continuing. After the restart, the Celtics did not continue to run wildly, but began to control the rhythm steadily. Rondo and West's double point guards were also dismantled by Rivers, replacing West on the field. Szebiak, Rivers replaced a point guard with a pure pitcher.

"It seems that the other party is going to compete with us in a position battle." Although he said so, the assistant coach of the Mavericks said this with a obviously sarcastic tone.

That's what he saw. He just had a position battle, and then the Mavericks completed the reversal.

Now the Celtics have chosen to continue the battle. Isn't it uncomfortable with themselves? Do these guys think they haven't lost enough?

Or there is something wrong with Rivers's brain. Does he really expect to win the first place in the West with this lineup? This is not a fantasy, and God will not come out to show the miracle.

Although Johnson didn't think about it this way, he also thought that Rivers's approach was just accelerating the process of the Celtics being defeated.

However, as soon as the Mavericks gained a foothold, Jefferson was stuck inside, but this time he did not charge Diop, but caught the ball behind Nowitzki's eyelids.

Jefferson, who is obviously shorter than Nowitzki, when holding the ball on his back, it seems that he doesn't intend to pass the ball again, but carries Nowitzki on his back and wants to turn around directly.

Just now, he was waiting for the opportunity to ambush the German who fanged Jefferson's big hat. This time, he couldn't avoid it. He could only stare at Jefferson like this, making it difficult for the other party to turn around.

And Diop, who had been facing Jefferson just now, originally planned to go and defend with Nowitzki, but as soon as he wanted to move his feet, a tough bald boy was in front of him.

When Diop sat on the bench, he saw the whole process of the boy destroying Danpeel.

Even if he is a substitute, Diop is not going to be someone else's background board, so when he meets such a tough wild boy, he must be in the spirit of twelve points.

Without an inside helper, Terry and others are also restrained on the periphery, especially Starkhouse, who now has to stare at Szebiak, who is slipping back and forth.

Pierce had to let Howard follow him step by step, and Terry did not dare to leave Rondo easily, otherwise the ET-like boy may slip into the inside line.

The whole formation was pulled very open. Although Johnson on the sidelines did not like such a situation, he believed that there would be no big problem with Nowitzki in the inside.

Even if Jefferson's low offensive ability is not bad, it is not so easy to take advantage of Nowitzki.

In fact, when Nowitzki defends in a low position, although he may not be stronger than Jefferson in physique, his height and arm span can completely cover Jefferson's sight.

What's more, Jefferson is still holding the ball behind his back. He has no chance to face the basket. He turned around twice in a row and failed. Nowitzki's hands always hindered Jefferson's sight of shooting.

As a divine pitcher, Nowitzki still knows how to make trouble for the opponent, but his tight defense does not eliminate Jefferson's low-level attack.

Unable to turn around, Jefferson suddenly put his shoulder against half of Nowitzki's body, stepped back slightly, and shot a half shot.

Nowitzki has stretched out his hands as much as possible to block the shot, but Jefferson's top made the two people a little far apart. They wanted to block, but they were close to a little height.

The Germans' hands failed to fan off Jefferson's shot. Although the basketball failed to draw a beautiful parabola, it was enough to cross Nowitzki's fingertips and go directly to the basket.

But Jefferson's shot did not go directly into the basket, but hit the basket, and then hit the backboard on the other side and bounced high.

Nowitzki didn't have time to turn around and grab the rebound. Diop under the basket had jumped up, and his big hands were grabbing the basketball.

Diop is a defensive center, so he does a lot of dirty work in this kind of rebounding. Without being reminded, he knows what to do.

Although he can't get a big contract like Dampeer, Diop's degree of seriousness in defense completely surpasses the idiot who claims to be the second center in the West.

Seeing that his hands have grabbed the basketball, Diop's statistics are about to add a rebound, but at this time, Diop obviously feels the wind behind his head.

Diop felt like a man behind him round his arm and suddenly pulled over a big mouth. The sound of wind after his palms opened made people's hearts tremble.

For such a short moment, as soon as Diop grabbed the basketball in his hand, before he could take it back, he saw a big hand suddenly stretched out behind him and pressed the basketball directly to the basket.

An irresistible force, this is Diopu's feeling. He failed to stop the impact of that hand with both hands, and the basketball was directly pushed away by the other party.

This is not over. Diop's whole body was also directly carried forward by the force behind him. Thanks to him, he jumped high not high enough, otherwise his head would definitely hit the rebound.

But such a strong force made Diop completely become a spectator, and the basketball was stuffed into the basket on the top of his head.

The last sound that Diop could hear was the muffled sound from the microphone and the heavy sound of being thrown on the floor with his back.

"It's fucking unlucky." Diop doesn't have to get up to know who shot himself from the air. He just wanted to curse in a low voice, why did that boy beat so fiercely!

But Diop should be lucky, because he doesn't have to stand in front of Chen Feng and see what the boy looks like after completing the one-handed buckle.

The boy was looking at Nowitzki face to face and sent out a sentence without any idleness, "Either you stare at me, or watch me beat them into dead dogs. That's it. Remember, I will be the biggest disaster under your basket. Just like just now, if you don't come to guard against me, I'll kick these guys desperately. Ass, until you watch the score is ahead of us again, do you understand? German!"

Chen Feng's expression at this moment is like a beast. He is erecting his mane and showing his fiercest side to the opponent who invaded the territory.

The disaster, perhaps, at least for Diop, who is still lying on the floor, the wild boy is a complete disaster.

(Second update, I can almost write more. I'll try my best. But I saw the news on Sina today that the Filipino maid is going to invite Yao Ming to play a friendly match. I just want to see what the boss of Sharks will do this time? If it were me, I could only say one sentence, I'll go to your uncle!)