Chapter 373: Ball, Ball

Westbrook's reluctance to pass the ball under the blockade just now, preferring to play himself rather than pass to Durant, is really surprising.

Fortunately, this goal was scored, otherwise the morale of the Thunder side would definitely have been hit.

Although Durant is a little unhappy with Westbrook's lack of passing, Westbrook doesn't want to say anything when he scores Durant.

However, it is difficult to say whether this ball was scored by Westbrook or rubbed into it by Qin Yan.

Wei Shao scored, the Thunder team retreated, ready to defend back, although the Spurs did not block the ball, but the team's defensive strategy was correct, so they quickly adjusted their state.

"Tim, ball." This time the ball was in Duncan's hands, and Duncan's dunk just now was very powerful, and now he reached out and decided to hit another one.

The rest of the Spurs naturally wouldn't refuse Duncan's request for the ball, after all, the team is the boss.

Duncan took the ball and slammed it behind him, trying to get a shot in the air.

Ibaka is the main defense of Duncan, and Ibaka's defensive skills, which can still jump now, are still very good, but the difference in weight is a bit big, and Duncan's collision is particularly ruthless, and Ibaka is gritting his teeth and insisting.

Duncan was a little surprised that his first bump didn't knock Ibaka away, but he didn't expect this Congolese kid to be getting more and more difficult now.

However, Duncan was surprised and surprised, and the movements of his hands were definitely merciless.

After striking Ibaka again with his back, Duncan quickly turned around and leaned on Ibaka to walk inside.

Ibaka wanted to resist, but helplessly, Duncan's current actions were equivalent to pressing all the 115 kilograms of weight on Ibaka's body, and Ibaka's body was not fully upright.

In this case, how could Ibaka resist the impact of such a heavy weight!

Pressed step by step to lean inside, Ibaka's face was flushed, Duncan too! Heavy! Finish!

Seeing that he was about to push under the basket, Perkins couldn't take it anymore, let go of Whiteside, and pounced.

Perkins, the guy who was famous for his meat shield during his time with the Green Army, is now ready to come over and deal with Duncan!

"Oh, Tim, how confident you are." Qin Yan wandered on the outside, taking Saflosha with him, and when he saw Perkins giving up Whiteside to pounce on Duncan, Qin Yan smiled, this is looking down on Duncan or looking down on Whiteside.

Duncan saw Perkins coming, although his face was expressionless, but he was really happy in his heart, in his opinion, an assist was coming, and it was a very beautiful assist.

"Hassan!"

Duncan let out a rare shout, and then flung the ball into the air with a hook hand!

Perkins looked back in disbelief, how could it be, how could Duncan pass the ball? Shouldn't this ball be played by itself? How can it be transmitted?

And, why was it passed to this silly-looking center?

"Tim, good shot!!"

Whiteside roared, then soared into the air, a pair of long arms sticking straight out, pinching the ball firmly in the air!

The muscles in his arms tensed, and the veins in Whiteside's arms could be seen clearly under the flashlight.

"Drink!"

With both hands on the ball and dunk the basket, Whiteside hung on the basket with the whole person, and this inside pass with Duncan was very exciting!

"Sergi, let's change the two of us." Perkins offered to switch guards with Ibaka, because he could see that Ibaka was struggling to defend Duncan!

And Perkins' defense against Whiteside is actually very troublesome, that guy is fast and jumpy, and his height and arm length have the upper hand, if it weren't for the fact that Whiteside got too few opportunities in the first half, it is estimated that Perkins is also the kind to be blown up.

So now the two of them change defenses, Ibaka and Whiteside are both jumping men, Perkins has enough tonnage to top Duncan, so it will be easy to change them.

And when the Thunder attacked again, Westbrook still charged with the ball, not looking at the position of his teammates at all!

"Bang bang bang!" Qin Yan and Westbrook completed more than three collisions in an instant, and each time they collided, the two of them bared their teeth, but Qin Yan did not take a step back, and Westbrook did not retreat, the two of them were like two beasts with red eyes entangled with each other, and they did not give in to each other.

Durant was so anxious on the side, he was very helpless, his little brother is indeed capable, but sometimes he is a little sticky, especially after playing the state, this little brother basically has no teammates in his eyes.

Durant does feel a little tired sometimes, but there is no way, except for Westbrook, other teammates are not able to help him share the burden of scoring, so as long as Westbrook is not excessive, Durant generally acquiesces in attitude.

Otherwise, how could Westbrook become a point guard for the Thunder, and Durant can play as a playmaker!

Westbrook and Qin Yan began a muscle duel, although the Divine Turtle had a status bonus, but Qin Yan, the "Flood Relic Seed", was not blown out, and for a while, the two of them were fighting equally, and the attack time was slowly passing.

"Russell! Russell! ”

Durant is a little anxious, pass the ball, why doesn't this guy pass the ball! 24 seconds are almost up!

Westbrook is really on top now, he stretched out one arm and pressed hard against Qin Yan's chest, and then the other hand held the ball high and prepared to shoot!

"Get down for me!" Although Qin Yan's chest was very uncomfortable, he didn't flinch, gritted his teeth and jumped together, stretched out his arm and slammed it up, and slapped Westbrook's ball, preventing Westbrook from making a move!

And Qin Yan's block was very crisp, and he didn't touch Westbrook's body at all, so Westbrook couldn't make a foul if he wanted to.

"Tick-"

Westbrook failed to make a move this time, and he failed to make a foul, he was equivalent to being suppressed by Qin Yan and directly "jumped", the referee would not be polite to him, and a whistle sounded directly.

Westbrook's attack was not going well, and he was whistled for a violation, so he was naturally quite unhappy, so he walked back with an unhappy face.

"Hey, Russell, you should pass the ball. I happened to have a vacant seat just now. Durant walked over and whispered to Westbrook.

"......" Westbrook didn't speak, because he really didn't see Durant's location just now, and when Durant came to discuss with him at this time, Westbrook could only be silent.

The effect that the Spurs want has been achieved, as long as Westbrook has a hot brain, Durant, there is absolutely no ball......

Ball, ball, it seems that a ball Thunder is really not enough points......

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