Chapter 1010 Don't Look Behind Your Back

Peja waved at Chandler innocently. He really tried his best, but he just couldn't prevent it.

"THIS.IS.LAKERS!!!" Kobe and Ji Feng jumped up and bumped their chests in celebration, then walked straight to the coach's bench with their shoulders crossed.

These two goals directly stopped the Hornets.

Scott is not an idiot, he has already smelled something wrong in the air on the court, Peja can't play Ji Feng, once Peja plays Peja, the Lakers are obviously prepared, and if they play like this If this continues, the score will be opened soon.

But Scott also has a headache. Peja's defense is indeed worse this season. In addition to further decline in physical function, there is also an attitude problem. The inside line was restrained by the Lakers, and Paul alone had too little offensive firepower.

This is also their own problem. They let the thorny Bunch Wales go, but did not introduce a qualified second-position starter, which means that although they introduced James Posey to block the defense of the third position Loopholes, but the 2nd position has become a loophole again, and the loopholes are even bigger than before. This situation is not obvious when playing against weak teams. It is a problem for all strong teams.

It's no wonder that ESPN gave the Hornets a B- for the summer trade, and a C would be nice in this case.

But Scott can't help it, the team has no money, he said many times that he wants Ji Feng, Ji Feng + Paul guarantee is also a Western Conference finals, the team owner promised him that he would try, the result is as follows Ji Feng has risen, he dare not mention this matter, the boss is also very embarrassed, but there is nothing he can do, New Orleans is a small club, they have no money, no one, no attention, and no emotion, what are they fighting for? So he could only beat Peja: "Don't get blown up, do you understand?"

"OK, OK, I'll try my best." Peja nodded again and again, but he felt bitter, either Kobe or Ji Feng, could these people be guarded by his own efforts...

So after the timeout, although Paul tried his best to organize the offense, his teammates were really not good enough. West withered when he met Dajia.

But Chandler was very upbeat and completed an alley-oop one-handed heavy dunk with Paul. This ball made Staples's booing a little bit quieter. Paul also went up to chest bumps to celebrate excitedly, but look at the scene The calm eyes of the side fans understood that they didn't take it seriously at all.

Sure enough, after Zen Master yelled a few words, the Lakers cheered up inside. When Chandler cut inside this time, he found that Bynum was steadfastly following him. In desperation, Paul could only fight by himself.

Although the ball was made thanks to Paul's excellent speed and personal reflexes, anyone with a discerning eye could see that this tactic was not played at all, and in the end it had to rely on Paul.

According to this rhythm, Ji Feng played 7 minutes in the first quarter, scored 7 points, 4 rebounds and 3 assists, and went to rest happily. At this time, the Lakers led by 10 points.

And Scott saw that Ji Feng was off the court, and quickly signaled James Posey to attack. However, Ariza, who came off the bench, was not good at it. His defense was not inferior to James Posey in the third position. A goal was destroyed by Ariza's obvious personal characteristics and rushed out of the sideline.

James Posey didn't find any good opportunities when he sent it again, and Paul scored the goal again in the end.

Then the two defended against each other. If I don't get the ball, you don't even want to get it. The two of them competed on the court.

And Ariza gradually gained the upper hand, because there was a crazy cheerleader Ji Feng off the court, calling Ariza crazily.

"Don't be cowardly, fuck him!"

"Prevent! Prevent! Hold his arm, don't be afraid of fouls! What do you want to do, just do it!"

"Look behind him, he doesn't have a basket, it's all fake, fake, fake, let him shoot, he can't get in."

"James Posey, whoa, cough cough, this guy can't do it, Ariza is awesome!"

Ji Feng became the number one cheerleader on the sidelines, shouting frantically, making Sun Yue, who has been playing this role by his side, full of admiration.

"Sure enough, he is the boss. This round of cheering is different from others. Awesome, James Posey's face is so dark that he is almost the bottom of the pot."

James Posey's mood was obviously affected, and he didn't perform well at the end of the first quarter. At the end of the first quarter, the Lakers led 32-22 by 10 points.

In the second quarter, Ji Feng still sat on the sidelines to rest, Kobe and Gasol came off the bench, and Paul was still there for the Hornets. This season, Paul usually only rested for a few minutes in the second half of the third quarter, an absolute model worker.

And Scott just replaced Peterson on the field again. This season, the Hornets' average playing time off the bench is only 5 minutes, the lowest in the league. They really don't want to be on the bench.

At the beginning, James Posey received the ball from Paul and went inside to make one. He was excited, and then he heard Ji Feng started talking trash again off the court...

"Damn it, if you're capable, come up and let's have a one-on-one!" James Posey, who lost his mind, directly yelled harshly at Ji Feng.

Then Ji Feng was successfully called onto the stage by him...

Looking at the mentally retarded expressions of his teammates around him, James Posey felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't be coaxed. He still said with a firm tone: "Leave it to me to deal with it, guys, you should attack well."

He was ready to focus on Ji Feng.

Ji Feng dribbled the ball beyond the three-point line, suddenly dribbled the ball high, exploded the racket, dribbled the ball with his right hand to the left of his left hand, and dribbled the ball under his left hand in a posture that looked complicated but was actually awkward.

At this moment, James Posey kicked his eyeballs in a daze.

The whole audience exclaimed, this shit, what a fancy dribble!

"Are you ready buddy, I'm coming."

"Pull away." With ten seconds left, Ji Feng signaled the other four to pull away, James Posey lowered his center of gravity to a strange level, and he was also afraid of what Ji Feng would do to his ankle.

"Three in a row!" Ji Feng directly chose the back and changed direction twice, wanting to deceive the world with the three in a row, but when he went behind the back for the third time, there were people on the left and right, which was blocked by the closed door. Loyal.

But Ji Feng still didn't attack by himself!

"I've been fooled!" Paul was startled, and then wanted to return to his position quickly!

But it was too late.

Don't look behind your back Banana pass!

Ji Feng shook his wrist so that the ball in his hand turned like a banana ball on a football field!

I saw Ji Feng's third back dribble came to an end, James Posey was still in a daze, Ji Feng took off directly, hooked the right hand of the ball, and flung the ball back forcefully when his body was a little out of balance, basketball With a banana arc, he bypassed James Posey and quickly reached the hand of Farmer who was ambushing the bottom line. Farmer raised his knife and dropped it. There was no one in front of him, and he scored a three-pointer!

"Roar~~" The audience exclaimed!

James Posey is silly!