Chapter 150

James's two consecutive shots were defended by Artest, and his physical fatigue had a great impact on his movement and movement.

Artest, who has been closely following him tonight, seems to be able to run all the time without the influence of the receptor. He is really a cow like body.

When the Pacers attacked, James returned to the backcourt and gasped with his hands on his waist. He didn't want to move his steps to defend. He was really tired. His steps were like lead.

But he bit his teeth and jumped up. He is the leader of the team. If you want to lead the team well, you should take the lead on the court.

It's just shouting defense, but it's just asking teammates to defend. It's obviously impossible to hide and paddle and rest. There aren't so many fools. People's eyes are always bright. People will see what you say and do.

He stood in front of Artest with the ball.

"Rookie, don't you have strength? No? You might as well give up. You can't win anyway. We are sure to win this game. " Artest posed as a three threat, smiled and said to James that he had already noticed that James had fought to the limit of his physical strength.

"What a lot of nonsense! The game is not over yet! Don't be complacent too soon. " James said with no expression on his face.

"Then let me try how much weight you have left." Artest dunked a ball and leaned against James.

With Artest's strength, James took a step back. If he hadn't consumed so much energy, he wouldn't have been knocked back.

Artest hasn't been on the court like him, hasn't had a rest, and hasn't carried both the offensive end and the defensive end on his shoulders like him, so Artest's physical consumption is not as big as James.

At the moment, Artest was even more unreasonable when he saw that James had been forced to retreat. He was playing sideways continuously, trying to push James in and under the basket, so as to get a good mobile phone meeting.

James guessed his mind and had no good way for a while, except to step back and keep his defensive position as much as possible.

James often abused his opponent with strong physical strength. When his opponent was like him, he often had nothing to do.

Now the same thing happened to himself.

If you take another step back, the basket will be close at hand. Artest will only use his physical strength to force him away, and then he can make a layup.

He could not easily enter or retreat. James clenched his teeth and pushed his legs hard on the ground, trying to stabilize his body with the help of ground power as much as possible, so as not to let Artest force him back.

Boom! The two collided again.

But now James barely held on, only retreated a little, and didn't leave enough space for Artest.

Artest didn't continue to push in, but received the ball and used his body to squeeze. It's the same as squeezing James or shaking away, and then shooting again.

He first swayed to the left, made a false turn, then turned around to the other side, took off obliquely, stretched his hand, and sent the basketball to the basket.

He thought James was forced to hold on at the last moment. His physical strength had been exhausted. If he was shaken by himself, he should have no way to react and defend his attack.

The basketball was picked up by him. As long as it took another moment, it would be sent to the basket.

But the basketball didn't fall into the basket, but was pressed on the backboard by James's big hand.

The boy still has strength? Artest was surprised.

In fact, he guessed right. James really didn't have the strength to keep up. If he didn't make an extra fake move just now to give James time to breathe, but took off and lay up directly, James would have to stand on the ground and watch him score the ball.

But he still habitually made a fake action and handed over the first opportunity in his hand.

James now depends on death and willpower to drive his body.

Take off! Cover! Do it! James had a strong feeling in his mind and heart.

His body was pulled from the ground and his hand was waved out.

Finally, the ball was blocked by him and hit the backboard.

He took the basketball into his arms, gritted his teeth and drove it forward.

Fast break! This is a good opportunity.

Artest immediately woke up and turned to catch up. He started later, came first, returned to the backcourt first, and guarded James's breakthrough route.

James stopped his speed, Dong, changed hands under his crotch, slowed down, and backed away from the right three-point line with the ball.

Artest took a step forward and didn't intend to leave space for James to shoot outside.

James's speed slowed down, the essence of human creep. He picked up the ball and lifted it to the top of his head.

He's going to shoot! James made a lot of three-point shots in this game. Artest was a little anxious. He jumped forward and closed the cover.

Just in time! James suddenly changed the rhythm, accelerated the speed, made a shooting position, took off, hit Artest in the air, and threw the basketball at the moment of collision.

Beep! The whistle sounded.

Damn it, he cheated! Artest scolded in his heart.

Yes, James deliberately wanted to lead him to take off and make a foul.

This is another trick that James with a big beard will often use in the future.

At the moment, if he wants to throw three points on the outside, due to physical reasons, he may not be able to ensure his accuracy and throw the basketball smoothly.

So Artest's jump was just what he wanted.

Making a foul can not only make him score more safely on the free throw line, but also let him take the opportunity to recover his physical energy.

James walked slowly up the free throw line.

After getting the basketball given by the referee, he patted it a few times, then held the basketball in his hand for a while and didn't throw the ball out.

It really makes people feel whether he is constipated.

Brush! The first free throw.

Again, slowly and unhurriedly, score another penalty.

There was also the last penalty. He scored 53 points and the difference between the two sides was reduced to 4 points.

“MVP！ MVP! MVP！……” When James took a free throw, the fans shouted at the scene.

Before, the fans all shouted his name, but now they shout "MVP"! The first time a fan called him "MVP" in the stadium!

This is a completely different feeling. "MVP" represents not only the best player in his own team, but also the best player in the League recognized by the fans.

“MVP！ MVP! MVP！……” The shouting became louder and louder. At first, some fans shouted, and then more and more fans joined in to shout.

It's incredible to call a rookie "MVP".

But Buckley said that James's performance tonight is well deserved. He really played MVP level strength and style.

Looking back, the Pacers attacked and the ball was handed over to Reggie Miller. At the critical moment, the veteran of the team was still the sea god needle of their team. This was a guy who dared to be tough even Jordan.

Reggie Miller didn't disappoint the Pacers. Pulling up on the outside line was a standard three-point shot. Even if McGinnis's defense had been sealed in his face, the ball was still hollow into the net.

Kenny Smith said that Reggie Miller's goal reminds people of the "Miller moment". This guy is not old, there is oil in the mailbox, and he can shine on the court and contribute to the team.

The difference returned to seven.

McGinnis controlled the ball through the half court, and James pulled to the high position on the right and played pick and roll with him.

At this time, James's steps were a little more flexible, because he took the opportunity to take a break from the free throw just now, and because he bit his teeth and rushed over the critical point, his body gradually adapted to this degree of fatigue.

McGinnis dribbled the ball around James and Artest had to change his defense.

McGinnis passed the ball back to James, but as soon as James took the ball, the Pacers' players shrank towards him.

Now everyone knows that the shooting power of the Cavaliers is mostly concentrated in James's hands, so three players are sandwiched towards him.

James held the ball in his hand. When his players came closer to him, he raised the ball over his head and threw a fake pass. He conveyed the basketball like a shell to big Z under the basket. Big Z seized the opportunity, took off gently and put the basketball into the basket.

"Damn it, that rookie of the Cavaliers hurt us too much. How should we limit him? Now he can attack himself and pass the ball on the court, which will make us very passive. Is there any way? " Pacers coach Carlisle stared at his defense assistant and asked. At the same time, his eyes also scanned other coaching team members, hoping that someone could give a good plan.

The defense assistant stretched out his hand a little nervous and touched his hair on the edge of the Mediterranean Sea. "It's too difficult. Artest has done well enough and still can't prevent him. LeBron's height gives him a good passing vision. Once we pack and let the Cavaliers have someone free, he may pass the ball to help the Cavaliers attack. Moreover, he is strong enough, dribbles well and breaks through first-class, which is very difficult... "

"These obvious facts need not be said. Can you say some suggestive ideas?" Carlisle suddenly interrupted the defense assistant.

The defense assistant closed his mouth, lowered his head, stopped talking, and just kept reaching out and stroking his head.

"We can only bet whether he passes the ball or attacks by himself. It's difficult to take both sides into account." A teaching assistant suggested.

Carlisle looked at him and didn't speak. The assistant continued, "he hasn't rested in the whole game. I guess his physical fitness has reached the limit. At this time, he can't guarantee the hit rate. We might as well block his pass and force him to attack. As long as he can't score, we... "

Carlisle waved his hand and didn't listen any more. He already knew what the other party meant.

He raised his hand and called for a pause to arrange the.

After the pause, when James took the ball, the Cavs players without the ball were firmly watched, especially the big Z and other offensive threats.

The Pacers no longer let people come over to trap James for Artest's defense as before, or the players next to them will quickly come up and harass him, but they immediately retract to the people who watch their defense.

James dribbled the ball to the top of the front court arc, and Artest lowered his weight and stayed in front of him.

Big Z then slowly moved over, obviously trying to give James a cover.

But Artest saw the opportunity quickly, took a quick step, grabbed the past, separated between the two, and broke their cooperation.

Dong, James patted the ball and took a step towards the big Z direction.

Artest also followed the slide step and continued to hold his defensive position.

But James didn't continue to break in, but pulled back a lot, pulled the ball back, walked in the opposite direction, and just used the big Z to block Artest.

"Three points!" When the fans saw James pull the ball over, they had lifted the ball and jumped, making a projection, and someone shouted!

"Yes! Yes! Yes! "

"But you must throw in!"

The basketball was thrown by James and spun to the basket.

“YES! YES! YES! He's in! " The fans broke out in an instant, and the sound waves of the whole stadium washed away the stadium.

“MVP! MVP! MVP!……”

James clenched his fist and waved it hard!

He got 56 points, only 2 points left! One minute before the end of the game!

Carlisle called a pause again. If they can't score in the next attack, the Cavaliers may really reverse the game.

After the pause, the Pacers played patiently and made sure the goal was scored.

The ball is in Reggie Miller's hand.

Kenny Smith said Reggie Miller would score another three points? Will Miller's moment reappear?

With 10 seconds left in the attack time, Miller moved and dribbled through. James rushed over from the side to help McGinnis defend.

In this way, Artest was empty and Miller gave the ball to Artest.

Artest took off and shot, "can Artest throw this key goal for the Pacers?" Kenny Smith shouted.

James, who rushed towards Miller, saw that Miller actually passed the ball to Artest. He was anxious and turned back to fly towards Artest.

Pop!

James's hand hit Artest's and it was a foul.

The ball didn't score and Artest stood on the free throw line.

"You can't get in, you'll leave Cleveland with a defeat!" James approached Artest and whispered.

Chum! Artest wanted to be rude, but James walked away. The fans behind the Cavaliers basket were making a loud noise, trying to interfere with Artest's free throw.

Brush! The first penalty.

Artest felt a little relieved. The team's three-point lead was in hand. Even if the other party threw three points at the last moment, he still played overtime. In overtime, the rookie must not be able to hold on.

He hit the ball and threw the second penalty.

Bang, the basketball hit the edge of the basket and bounced out.

"Oh! I didn't enter! " Carlisle clapped his hand sadly.

However, the rebound was snatched by the Pacers, and the crucial rebound was won by O'Neill Jr.

"Cha!" The Cavaliers fans couldn't help scolding!

Little O'Neill took the basketball and turned to take off to buckle it into the basket.

Just, with a slap, James quickly started from behind him and knocked off the basketball.

James got the basketball and rushed forward with the ball.

Now it's Carlisle's turn to scold!

Artest quickly chased after James. Can't let this rookie lay up, can't let him score!

James took the ball out of the front three-point line.

"Do you want to grab three points? Or take one or two points first? " Barkley shouted.

In his cry, James jumped up and shot three points.

What future pupils often do, James did it today.

Artest saw James take off to shoot three points. He was anxious. He rushed from behind James and waved his palm forward vigorously.

With a slap, he missed James' basketball and patted James' hand.

"Chet!" Just when he patted James's hand, he scolded. It's terrible!

"Bang!" The basketball hit the basket and bounced around the neck.

Fortunately, it's not 3 + 1! Artest was so nervous that he wanted to let go.

The bounced basketball, brushed, fell straight into the basket.

FXXK！ Artest shouted.

So is Carlisle on the sidelines.

The fans seemed crazy and shouted, "LeBron! LeBron! LeBron MVP! MVP! MVP!……”

"It's really exciting. The Cavaliers even the score. James is amazing tonight!" Barkley exclaimed.

James stepped onto the free throw line, picked up the basketball and took a deep breath. As long as he could score the ball, he could get 60 points and help the team surpass the score.

The stadium was quiet and the fans were afraid that they would make a noise to interfere with James's crucial free throw.

"You can't get in, you can't get in!" Artest shouted to James, just like James just now.

You will interfere with me, I will not interfere with you?

James looked at him. "No, I'll score this goal! You see. "

James threw the ball out.

The fans shouted and began to breathe.

The basketball is spinning in the air,

"Brush"!

The ball is in! James scored the crucial free throw.

The Cavaliers surpassed.