activa-t Chapter 697 This is not true
Chapter 697 This is not true
Chapter 697 This is not true
Before the game, the noisy Staples Center.
Zhao Ke squatted on the sidelines alone, holding two basketballs, one in his left hand and one in his right.
"Crackling" clapping and playing.
Everyone else was warming up at halfcourt, practicing shooting.
Rick Carlisle on the coaching bench had a funny face on his face. The kid Zhao Ke has been acting until now. If he doesn't go to Hollywood, he might be delayed by basketball...
Unfortunately, they fell into the eighth place and met the strongest Lakers in the West.
Zhao Ke decided to unblock the three-pack in advance.
Other than that, he couldn't think of any other way to beat the Lakers.
Carlisle couldn't think of it either.
The opposite Lakers do not doubt him.
All were shooting drills led by Kobe.
The Lakers injured Bynum, and then faced Greg Oden, a prehistoric behemoth, at a disadvantage inside. Gasol is a skilled player, and the confrontation is worse.
So the hit rate must be guaranteed, and don't expect a second attack.
Kobe was in a very bright mood.
Seeing Zhao Ke on the opposite side squatting on the ground and hitting the ball "lonely", he felt an inexplicable pleasure...
God is pitiful, ever since Zhao Ke jumped out of nowhere, he beat him everywhere.
First, he disbanded the Lakers dynasty, and then he lost his scoring champion, and in this way, the vain money was also lost...
This season is good, really good!
Zhao Ke is sick, and he is still known as "athlete terminator" ip disease!
Thinking back to the playoffs a few years ago, Zhao Ke's venomous mouth really has eyes!
When I got the news, Kobe wanted to set off fireworks, open a case of champagne, celebrate him for three days and three nights, and then laughed three times:
"You also have today, today, day..."
When Kobe was in a good mood, he also joked with his teammates, and promised to give Odom a car of Skittles after winning the game, and bury him...
Sweet!
As for losing?
The Lakers didn't think about it, and neither did Kobe. He couldn't beat Zhao Ke who could make three-pointers, and he couldn't beat Zhao Ke who couldn't make three-pointers?
Kobe had already figured it out.
At the beginning of the game, you must shoot a three-pointer in front of Zhao Ke, and you must say:
"Look, this is how the three-pointer is shot!"
This is called murder, this is called sprinkling salt on the wound, this is called revenge!
In the eager anticipation of both sides, soon, the game began.
Without Andrew Bynum, the Lakers' entire forward line has moved up:
"Ski Man" Vladimir Radmanovic was put on the starting lineup, playing small forward.
Lamar Odom was pushed to power forward.
Jiasao became a center forward.
The defender is stable:
Kobe's partner Xiaoyu is the same as seven years ago.
Correspondingly, the Memphis Grizzlies also adjusted the starting lineup.
Point guard: Mike Conley
Shooting Guard: Patrick Beverley
Small Forward: Zhao Ke
Power forward: Shane Battier
Center: Greg Oden
The veterans all stayed on the bench.
The experience of the playoffs is very precious. It is good for the rookies to play a few more minutes. Carlisle still has a long-term plan. He wants to wait for these rookies to thrive.
In fact, so far, Carlisle still doesn't believe that Zhao Ke will take home the O'Brien Cup with such a lineup on his own!
After all, Zhao Ke was too low-key in the Grizzlies, so low-key that even his own coach forgot how fierce he was.
This is a good thing, Zhao Ke likes pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger the most.
The preparations for the game are so ordinary.
Ordinary start.
Greg Oden stole the ball for the Memphis Grizzlies.
Mike Conley flicked the ball, and the basketball flew into Zhao Ke's hands.
Well, this is an ordinary first attack.
Zhao Ke slowly dribbled the ball towards the three-point line.
Hoarding Kobe, Odom and Gasol on his route to the rim...
Obviously, the Lakers made targeted deployments for Zhao Ke, who can only dunk.
Although there are 108 positions that can go straight to the basket.
But Zhao Ke did not break through.
He stopped beyond the three-point line, held the ball in one hand, and made a three-threat pose.
Kobe smiled.
You're left with a dunk and putting on a pose.
Who can it threaten?
Shrink back, retreat into the three-point line, come and come, it's okay to shoot one!
Zhao Ke put the basketball in his arms.
Kobe was unimpressed.
It must be a feint!
Believe in science, "Yip syndrome" is not so easy to get rid of, so we must be on the lookout.
The corner of Zhao Ke's mouth curled into an arc, and he jumped up lightly, making a standard, textbook-like shooting posture that was exactly the same as last season...
Kobe opened his mouth wide, this, this is impossible!
However, the basketball has escaped from Zhao Ke's fingertips.
Kobe turned his head and watched the basketball fly over his head, drawing a perfect curve, reaching the geometric center of the basket...
There is absolutely no sound of any collision.
Splashes of net flowers!
The referee held out three fingers! !
The goal was valid and the Memphis Grizzlies took a 3-0 lead.
Kobe froze there.
This is not true!
I must be dreaming, what a fucking nightmare!
Come on, Vanessa, wake me up, I'm going to see the scenery of Los Angeles at five o'clock in the morning...
A big rough hand around Bryant's neck was Pau Gasol, and the Spaniard woke him up.
Blinking, no!
Why is this still the scene?
No, I haven't woken up yet.
I actually dreamed of the Spaniards.
This must be a dream within a dream, I need to find my spinning top!
Kobe looked around, this is the very familiar Staples Center, this floor, this basket, and the fans around, this dream is really——
So real!
In fact, it's not just Kobe who fell into a dream.
The entire Staples Center fell into an eerie silence.
Everyone has a question:
Isn’t Zhao Ke Yipu? Why did he throw such a standard, smooth, and silky three-pointer?
The fans were dumbfounded.
Phil Jackson's chewing gum is gone.
All the Lakers players on the field (except Kobe) stared at Zhao Ke as if they had seen a ghost.
The home commentator forgot the words.
It wasn't until Xiaoyu and "Ski Man" ran to the bottom line to serve that the commentator woke up like a dream, and howled:
"Blind my kryptonite, I just saw a patient with ipism throw a three-pointer that can be called the essence of human textbooks! I can only say one word now, and that is Shet, Shet, Shet..."
As soon as the commentator exploded, the fans, like ice sculptures gradually waking up, began to discuss in low voices, was the ball fooled, or was Zhao Ke's condition fake?
Must be blind!
As a Lakers fan, you must believe that Zhao Ke is sick, and you must believe that this ball belonged to Zhao Kemeng, it must be!
Seventeen seconds had elapsed in the shot clock, Xiaoyu was slowly dribbling the ball beyond the three-point line, and the others had already settled down, waiting for Kobe.
Kobe had just stepped across the center line, and he still looked confused. Reason told him that this was not a dream, but his intuition still told him:
No, it's not true!
(End of this chapter)