jdhmnovel Chapter 478 Rivers: Next season's goal, coach Wang Xiucheng!
Chapter 478 Rivers: Next season's goal, coach Wang Xiucheng!
"Hey, he committed a foul while screening, didn't you see?"
Maxi turned around and shouted at the referee on the sideline.
The referee did not respond to Maxi, or even glance at him.
"attack……"
Harden, holding the ball, shouted something and advanced forward behind the leisurely Embiid.
Wang Xiucheng's first three-pointer was the best news for the Nets.
The two sides then reached a stalemate.
Philadelphia, playing at home, maintained a lead of 2 to 5 points throughout the game.
Nash unusually played Durant and Westbrook for 10 minutes each, only substituting them out for a rest with two minutes left in the first quarter.
Wang Xiucheng finally began leading the team on his own.
Philadelphia's head coach Doc Rivers, seeing Durant and Westbrook substituted, also substituted Harden this time.
The Thunder's Big Three all came off the court.
With less than two minutes remaining, Maxi passed the ball to Embiid, then feinted behind Embiid before running off to the other side.
Wang Xiucheng had no choice but to switch onto Embiid.
Nash, standing on the sidelines, frowned slightly at this moment.
Embiid's ability to draw fouls is not much worse than Harden's, and because he is an inside player, referees are more likely to call fouls on him.
But something unexpected happened to Nash.
Embiid then started posting up after receiving the ball, and with each dribble, he tried to move towards the inside.
Strangely, Embiid dribbled the ball three times, and although his feet seemed to be moving the whole time, he was actually still outside the three-point line.
Embiid himself looked grim.
Wang Xiucheng's hand was stuck right on his lower back, and Embiid felt as if there was a needle in Wang Xiucheng's hand, whether it was his imagination or not.
Every time I exert force, it feels like I'm fighting against this needle.
The more effort he exerted, the more uncomfortable he became.
It's just like acupuncture!
However, the acupuncture needles were a bit thick, and it hurt a little!
Nash was slightly surprised; Wang Xiucheng had actually held his own against Embiid!
After dribbling the ball twice more, Embiid gritted his teeth, leaned back slightly, then turned and leaned back to shoot the ball from beyond the three-point line.
Swish!
The ball traced a strange arc, first hitting the rim and bouncing up, then swooping into the net.
Embiid stumbled back two or three steps, almost crouching on the ground.
Philadelphia leads 28-23, a five-point advantage.
Wang Xiucheng glanced back.
Embiid is much taller and heavier than me, so it should be impossible for me to hold my own against Embiid.
However, Wang Xiucheng's strength attribute had reached 100 points, and he did indeed use some underhanded tactics.
His fist, pressed against Embiid's waist, had its middle finger slightly protruding, like a finger knife.
In fact, many people use this trick, and Wang Xiucheng has also received a lot of treatment using this trick.
Wang Xiucheng felt he was still quite particular and didn't try anything on Embiid's kidneys!
The referee glanced at Embiid, who had taken several steps back, but still ignored him.
This kind of contact is impossible to blow.
Sharp, who replaced Claxton, passed the ball to Wang Xiucheng and then slowly ran forward.
Wang Xiucheng was hiding behind him, and every time Max tried to get close to Wang Xiucheng, Sharp would raise his hands to block him.
Maxi had no choice but to be practically pushed across the center line by Sharp.
"Switch to guard Embiid."
Sharp suddenly heard Wang Xiucheng shout something behind him.
The next moment, Sharp ran into the paint, challenged Embiid briefly, and then immediately ran back out.
Embiid followed to the outside.
Compared to Claxton, Sharp has a three-point shot, although his accuracy isn't very high, but having one makes a fundamental difference.
Wang Xiucheng moved the ball to the other side of Sharp, and Sharp moved slightly to block Maxi.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wang Xiucheng broke into the paint, and Embiid had no choice but to follow Wang Xiucheng into the paint as well.
By not following Wang Xiucheng, he was essentially letting Wang Xiucheng dunk easily.
He's already out there, and the interior defense behind him is now as empty as a Philadelphia street in the early morning.
Embiid simply followed, neither speeding up to try and overtake Wang Xiuchengka's route nor reaching out to attempt a block.
He is waiting!
He was waiting for Wang Xiucheng to shoot; his height and wingspan were enough to block Wang Xiucheng's shot from that distance.
However, Embiid, who had been eagerly anticipating Wang Xiucheng's shot, did not get his wish.
When Wang Xiucheng reached the baseline, just before the ball went out of bounds, he jumped up and threw it to Joe Harris, who had just run over to the outside corner.
Joe Harden, who can only play as a substitute in the playoffs, has eyes that are practically shining.
He had already crouched down slightly before the basketball even arrived.
Snapped!
He caught the basketball with a slight sound.
The next moment, Joe jumped, and the basketball was released simultaneously using the upward momentum.
Swish!
The basketball arced perfectly and swished through the net!
The Nets narrowed the gap to just two points, 28-26.
Joe Har didn't look at the basketball; instead, he looked at his own palm.
"Is this what they call a single-stage shooting technique?"
Even Johar himself was a little stunned.
"Go back to defense? What are you thinking about..."
Westbrook shouted from the bench.
Joe Harper immediately realized what was happening and began looking for his defender.
Joe Harrell's three-pointer sent Nets fans into a frenzy.
Amid the cheers, Maxi received the inbound pass from the baseline and passed it back to Embiid.
This time, Embiid is facing Sharpe.
Sharp is much stronger than Claxton, but still not quite as good as Embiid.
Despite his best efforts, Embiid still managed to squeeze past Sharp into the paint.
Embiid used his rear end to create space, turned, and paddled the ball into the net.
Old Li, with his butt sticking out, watched Embiid, who had just scored, complaining to the referee.
The good news is that the score is now 30-26, with Philadelphia leading by 4 points.
The bad news is that there are only 55 seconds left in the first quarter.
This means that "the king's time" has come.
Old Li yelled at Maxi, who was walking past him, "Use foul tactics if necessary."
Then, Lao Li saw Wang Xiucheng looking at him with a smile as he walked past him.
Old Li wasn't embarrassed at all; he even responded with a smile.
The score is now 3-0, and even Doc Rivers himself doesn't believe Philadelphia can turn the tide.
If I get fired, maybe I'll have the chance to coach Wang Xiucheng next season...
Thinking about this, Lao Li almost burst out laughing.
Compared to Philadelphia, a small town with only 1.5 million inhabitants, New York, with its nearly 10 million population, is far more appealing.
Old Li watched as Wang Xiucheng crossed the halfway line under Sharp's cover.
Then Sharp blocked Maxi tightly, and Wang Xiucheng stood behind Sharp, with his feet on the logo, and shot a three-pointer.
Swish!
The basketball slammed into the net like a missile!
The smile on Lao Li's face hadn't even faded when he saw this scene!
The smile turned into embarrassment the next moment.
Old Rijka didn't know how to defend against that ball.
What normal person would vote like that?
Can we still get in?
However, Wang Xiucheng would take several of these shots in every game, and his accuracy rate was over 50%, which forced the defenders to start guarding him as soon as he crossed half-court.
This is a double torment for the defender, both physically and mentally!