Chapter 891
Spoelstra finally stands up! The result Riley wanted most!
After both teams returned to the court, Beasley ran straight to the center circle and reached out for the ball, clearly trying to steal the point guard's job.
However, if he were to play point guard, he would obviously only be able to control the ball, not organize the offense.
Beasley received the ball outside the three-point line and faced Hayward again. After a crossover dribble, he suddenly accelerated and drove to the basket, trying to force his way past Hayward to find space.
Hayward's defense was relentless, even more so than before.
This time, he completely followed Beasley's lead, squeezing Beasley outwards and constantly limiting his dribbling space, giving him no chance to cut inside.
Then, just as Beasley was looking for an opportunity to turn and move towards the inside, Boozer's help defense suddenly arrived. He and Hayward surrounded Beasley tightly, and Boozer's big hand was like an iron clamp, clamping down on the basketball that Beasley had just put away.
"Beep beep beep! Fight for the ball! Fight for the ball!"
Just as the two were fiercely vying for possession of the ball and were about to fall to the ground in a heap, the referee's whistle blew on time, separating the two guys who were about to fight.
"That's all there is to it. They're completely lost when the defense changes even slightly." Hayward's trash talk came at just the right moment as Beasley stood up, ready to jump the ball aggressively.
"What did you say?" Beasley stared wide-eyed at Hayward, who looked like a college student.
Hayward simply shrugged and said, "It's nothing. I just don't think you're that great. If someone at your level can compete for MVP, then so can I!"
"You just wait!" Beasley's expression changed drastically. He was much more mature and composed than he had been two years ago. He was no longer the kind of hothead who would get carried away at the slightest provocation.
But tonight's Bobcats were all out in action, constantly provoking him from the very first second of the game, using all sorts of methods to provoke him.
Beasley, who has matured a lot since his rookie season, made some mistakes in his attacks, but overall he didn't get carried away.
But now, he couldn't hold back anymore.
I've scored so many points, and my one-on-one efficiency is so high, yet in your eyes I'm not as good as a big, dumb rookie or a primary school student?
He suppressed his emotions for the entire three quarters of the game.
Although he didn't play very well in the first three quarters, he didn't play defense and had a lot of one-on-one situations.
But overall he wasn't too aggressive; if the Bobcats double-teamed him, he would still pass the ball out.
But now...
"Snapped!"
Boozer used his height and wingspan advantage to successfully secure this crucial possession for the Bobcats.
Rose then dribbled the ball at lightning speed, and after driving all the way to the frontcourt, he suddenly made an incredible quick change of direction and an even more incredible sprint without slowing down, leaving Curry behind him once again in the blink of an eye.
Then Rose lifted the ball with one hand, flicked his wrist, and the basketball obediently went into the basket.
They've overtaken them!
87: 85!
With 3 minutes and 40 seconds left in the game, the Bobcats took the lead once again!
"Both sides showed great resilience tonight! Both sides had their moments of brilliance, took the lead and controlled the situation, but both sides were quickly overtaken by their opponents who regained their form and eroded their hard-earned advantages."
After Rose's layup, Miller exclaimed excitedly, "The Bobcats are back in the lead! Let's see if they can extend their lead this time, stabilize the situation, and win the game!"
Jackson said, "Honestly, there were many times tonight when I felt the suspense of the game was about to disappear. Whether it was the Heat or the Bobcats, I had the feeling that they could shake off their opponents or that I was about to collapse."
"But they all held on, or rather, they all failed to hold on. But in any case, the most exciting part of the game was finally about to begin in the final moments!"
"Look, it's Hinrich dribbling the ball across half-court again! He's the oldest and most experienced guy in the starting lineup. Curry is running, he's running around Beasley, but... Beasley isn't setting a screen for him? Did Beasley move aside?"
"That's so strange." Miller frowned. "Curry should have run over there and needed Beasley to set a screen for him off the ball, but it looks like Beasley made a dodging motion instead of setting a screen for Curry. He just watched Rose walk right past him without doing anything."
"Curry has been caught! He'll probably have to run back and forth again to get space. If Beasley did it on purpose this time, he really should be punished severely! I hope Coach Spoelstra can show some of the authority and toughness a coach should have."
"Although Beasley scored a lot tonight, he also made a lot of mistakes! And many of those mistakes were quite basic! The three points he just missed, several instances of poor help defense, and his excessive focus on isolation plays on offense."
"And this detail of ignoring Curry's failure to screen for him is very thought-provoking!"
Curry couldn't get a shot off, so Hinrich had no choice but to pass the ball to Beasley, who was in position and calling for the ball. Beasley was facing Hayward and was about to get into a one-on-one position when DeRozan rushed over from the side.
"No need, DeMar!" Hayward yelled. "I can hold him down by myself! You go defend your own man!"
"You're something else..." Beasley was about to praise Hayward for actually daring to fight him one-on-one, and then let him die peacefully.
But then Beasley realized that he was the one who was about to die peacefully, because DeRozan completely ignored Hayward's request and even quickened his pace to surround him.
Hayward, while shouting that he didn't need help, shifted his defensive position to face Beasley sideways, effectively leaving the other half of Beasley's body undefended and handing him over to DeRozan who was rushing over.
The double team formation has been activated again!
This time, Beasley wasn't forced to contest for the ball directly, but he didn't pass either. Instead, he dribbled to the side and behind twice before suddenly stopping and pulling up for a difficult fadeaway jump shot!
But on this play, he was double-teamed by two players, both of whom were very effective in their defense. So Beasley had absolutely no chance to get a shot off and had to rely solely on his physical attributes and confidence to force the shot.
That is, the legendary xjbd!
这种球，10次能进1-2个就算厉害，能进个3-4个那就得是超级球星天选之子了。
But Beasley clearly didn't belong to that category; his shot didn't even touch the rim, but instead brushed the net and went under the basket.
Yao Ming grabbed the backboard and threw the ball out. Rose, who was already prepared, started his run, grabbed the ball, and launched a fast break towards the frontcourt!
In the midst of lightning speed, after attracting a lot of the Heat's attention, Rose suddenly made a no-look lateral pass to DeRozan, who was following up on the wing. DeRozan took the ball, sprang up, and unleashed another powerful two-handed dunk!
The Bobcats continued to extend their lead.
"Ball! Fuck the ball!" Beasley, increasingly agitated by his consecutive offensive failures, started reaching out his arms in the backcourt to ask Curry for the ball. Just as Curry was hesitating whether to pass it to him, the referee suddenly blew the whistle.
This time, Spoelstra called a timeout quickly; he couldn't take it anymore.
Beasley's performance on the court has been really excessive. If he continues to play like this, who knows what kind of climax the Bobcats will create next.
"Why the timeout? I can crush them right now, I can beat them to a pulp!" Beasley returned to the bench, cursing, "Do you even know how to coach?"
"If you don't want to be coached by me, you can apply for a trade right now. I guarantee I'll agree immediately, and then I'll go with you to find Pat. I can even put in a good word for you and send you to a place you like!"
“Pat, Pat, all you ever say is Pat. Without Pat’s support…” Beasley was rebuffed, and after a snort, he immediately retorted.
"Even without Pat's support, I am still the head coach of the Heat! At least I am now! If you have any complaints about me, you can find someone to back you up! You can also find a coach you like to coach you."
"But tonight, you have to listen to me! Until I finish class, you have to listen to me!"
"Now, I have one question for you: in the upcoming matches, will you continue to play however you want, or will you follow my tactics and coordinate with your teammates step by step?"
“My playing style is fine! I’ve already scored 28 points tonight! I don’t know why I need to change my playing style to fit into your tactical system!” With Beasley’s temperament, there was absolutely no way he would back down at this moment.
He stared intently at Spoelstra, something he had done from time to time over the past two years, and he had always won every time.
This is one of the reasons why Spoelstra is becoming increasingly unpopular and has a declining status within the team.
Even the team's top scorer doesn't respect you, so why should we listen to you?
"Good! Very good!" Spoelstra stopped looking at Beasley and turned to Mike Miller, saying, "Mike, you'll be playing in Michael's place for the next game!" "Alright, everyone else, come over here. Here's our strategy for the next game."
At the other end of the court, the Bobcats weren't discussing any tactics; a group of them were huddled together furtively. Then Lin Tian grabbed Stevens, who was sneaking over from the bench, and asked, "How's it going? Did you have a fight?"
"They must be arguing! I vaguely heard a heated argument going on over there!"
"Fantastic!" Lin Tian clapped his hands and said, "I believe your ears! If you misheard, I'll fine you half a month's salary."
Then he turned to look at his teammates and said, "The next game will be the real test! Beasley will be off the court to rest, and he will be DNP. The Heat will definitely focus on the two-man show of Curry and Cousins to catch up in the score."
"Derrick, Yao, you two must communicate well and be ready to deal with any possible emergencies."
"Remember to let Curry drive but not shoot, and let Cousins shoot but not drive! Keep these two guys as far away from their best areas as possible."
"The rest of you, be ready to help on defense, especially Curry's three-pointers. He's been incredibly accurate from three tonight, and he's likely to continue to be so. Don't give him any open three-point opportunities!"
"As for the offense, no matter who Curry is matched up against next, just kill him! He already has five fouls, take him out of the game, and we'll basically have won!"
"Everyone, any more questions? Do you understand?"
"understand!"
"Very well, let's go!"
Lin Tian patted everyone on the shoulder, then sat down on a bench and looked at Stevens, saying, "You'd better pray you heard right, or I'll really dock your pay!"
"I was across the entire technical station, it's normal for me to mishear, right? It's so far away! I'm not a mutant, how could I possibly hear accurately?" Stevens was astonished, never expecting Lin Tian to bully him like this.
He couldn't help but look at Van Gundy next to him, and understood the old man's good intentions in insisting on changing seats.
This person must have been bullied by Lin Tian!
"Haha, Brad, your salary is safe! Look, Beasley really didn't play, I told you I trusted you!" Lin Tian grinned and put his arm around Stevens, continuing to tease the NBA rookie.
Stevens didn't have any look of relief or relief on his face at this moment. He was just looking at Van Gundy, thinking about how to talk to the old man and switch places with him.
This spot right next to Lin Tian is too dangerous!
At the same time, Riley, who was watching the game from his VIP box, watched as Beasley sat angrily on the bench without saying a word, and Spoelstra took the game. Riley finally managed a slight smile.
This is what he wants!
After all these years, Spoelstra has finally stood up for himself.
How could the successor he find be a spineless yes-man or a softie who only knows how to echo the team leader's words?
That's the right way to do it!
No, it should have been done a long time ago.
Now that he was comfortable, Riley leaned back in his chair, already thinking about how to help Spoelstra get a firm foothold in the team.
Or should we just stay out of it and let this guy figure it out himself?
On the court, Curry dribbled the ball to the frontcourt. He had just crossed the midcourt line when Rose's close and tight defense came over him. With Rose's absolute advantage in physical quality and strength, it would be quite difficult for Curry to get away from him.
Having finally reached the three-point line, he regained his composure and then waved for Cousins to come over and set a screen for him.
"Don't change!"
Rose anticipated Cousins' approach and stepped up to squeeze past the screen, preventing it from working.
At the same time, Yao Ming received Rose's signal early on. Instead of going up to defend, he quickly retreated to prepare to drop back to the basket.
Curry's agility and dribbling skills are indeed quite remarkable. Even though he is at a disadvantage in terms of physical attributes, he still managed to change direction and turn towards Cousins the moment Rose forced his way through the screen.
This time, Rose really had no choice; he couldn't squeeze through.
Curry naturally drove straight to the basket and jumped over Yao Ming.
This time, Yao Ming's defense was absolutely top-notch. His towering figure blocked out all the space between Curry and the basket. Even though Curry had an incredible touch, he didn't dare to force a shot. He knew that as soon as the ball left his hands, he would inevitably get blocked.
He could only look for teammates in the air, and then barely managed to pass the ball to Cousins who was following up near the mid-range.
After receiving the ball, Cousins immediately stopped and pulled up, raising the ball high so that Rose couldn't interfere with him at all.
"Shh!"
After a sharp crack, Cousins hit a mid-range jumper.
Although the play went through several changes and was almost blocked several times, it was ultimately Curry and Cousins' individual abilities that led to the basket.
Turning around, Rose glanced at his surroundings and, upon discovering that Curry was guarding him, immediately waved for everyone to pull him away.
He was going to attack Curry head-on; he was going to kick that annoying kid off the court!
Unfortunately, no matter how much Curry likes to take the shot, he can't control himself. But at this moment, his mind is still clear. He doesn't try to steal the ball at all, and he's not even very aggressive on defense.
That saying is true: If I don't play defense, you can't draw a foul on me!
Rose drove into the basket, drawing a lot of defensive attention, and then suddenly passed the ball to Boozer in the mid-range.
Boozer grabbed the ball, pulled it up, and threw it—a signature mid-range jump shot that flew out of his hand.
"Boom!"
With a muffled thud, Boozer missed a mid-range jump shot. Cousins grabbed the rebound and passed it to Curry, who dribbled and accelerated wildly, reaching the frontcourt in the blink of an eye.
Then Curry, without seeking personal credit, drew the defense's attention and made a low pass, giving the ball to Mike Miller who was following up.
The veteran white shooter caught the ball, took a look, and then immediately pulled up and shot!
"Shh!"
With a crisp snap, the Heat took the lead! Miller, who had just come off the bench, made a crucial contribution!
最后2分45秒，热火队89：90反超山猫队1分！
"It's okay, Derek. Play according to the plan. Missing the shot is just bad luck. Give Carlos another one, he'll definitely score this time!"
Lin Tian, sitting on the sidelines, shouted to Ross, reminding him not to worry. Ross understood what Lin Tian meant by shouting.
Lin Tian had already given them instructions.
"If I'm sitting down and shouting tactics during the game, you can ignore me; I'm just shouting for fun and to confuse the game. But if I'm standing up and shouting, then you'd better play exactly what I'm shouting!"
This time, Lin Tian shouted while sitting down.
So when Rose came to the frontcourt, he didn't hesitate to call for a screen from Boozer.
Lin Tian has already given the initial misleading information; now it's his turn!
After the two players blocked each other, they quickly separated. During his drive, Rose suddenly gathered the ball with both hands and swung it towards Boozer, immediately drawing the Heat's defensive attention away from him.
Rose's move was clearly a feint. After a quick swing, he immediately pulled the ball back, then rose up and used his core strength to dodge Cousins in mid-air before forcefully scoring with a layup!
91: 90!
The Bobcats have taken the lead again! (End of Chapter)