Chapter 310: Cleveland
Before the competition started, Lu Xueman called Yang Mo and told her that she had already negotiated a cooperation with a theater chain in China and that Yang Mo would need to go back to cut the ribbon.
Yang Mo agreed to this. However, he suddenly changed the subject and became sharp, and angrily lectured her: "Let's put this matter aside for now. Let's talk about the 007 movie. First of all, you signed the contract without asking for my consent. Secondly, now you are doing this to me without my consent. What are you doing now? Are you the boss or am I the boss? Yes, you have the decision-making power, and yes, I really like you very much. But... you have to make one thing clear to me, I am the boss, I am a man, not a puppet. That's all, the rest, you should figure it out by yourself!"
Having said that, he hung up the phone.
Then he threw his phone into his backpack, changed into his jersey and went to the court to warm up.
In addition to winning the match, Yang Mo also needed to prove one thing, that is, he had never given up the match. Even if the whole world thought he was doomed to lose, he still wanted to give it a try. As he said, he would rather die standing than kneel down and surrender.
Therefore, after warming up, Yang Mo's eyes were completely different, becoming sharper than ever before. When his teammates saw Yang Mo like this, their originally lazy mood became tense, and then they subconsciously followed him to share the honor and disgrace, and the seeds of a do-or-die battle began to sprout in their hearts.
Yes, since you all say we will lose, and we have nothing to lose, why not fight hard? Who says flowers cannot bloom among thorns?
This emotion began to spread in the hearts of the Heat players, and their mentality gradually changed, from thinking about where to go for fun in the summer to doing something big before leaving. After all, they were barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes.
Soon, 7:30 arrived as scheduled and the second playoff game was about to begin.
The Quicken Loans Arena tonight was different from the last game. Last time, there were nearly 8,000 red-clad fans, but tonight there were only about 100 or 200. They seemed particularly isolated . The reason was not because Super Yang's supporters had dropped sharply, but because the Cavaliers had introduced a policy to no longer sell tickets to female spectators, and they would not sell tickets to those who had purchased tickets last night, and they would give priority to selling tickets to Cavaliers fans. These three measures led to the scene of the red-clad fans withering in the arena.
Yang Mo was not surprised by this. After all, this was their home court and it was the playoffs. How could they let a visiting star steal all the limelight?
It's just human nature.
After the game started, Yang Mo enjoyed the thunderous boos from the audience for the first time in a long time.
In response, Yang Mo rubbed his cock with disdain, his contempt evident in his words.
Since the NBA has no regulations prohibiting players from rubbing their penises during games, even if everyone knew who Yang Mo was targeting with this action, the referee would not be able to make a penalty.
Yang Mo is so smart that she can always find the right point to launch a precise counterattack.
During the pre-match handshake, Yang Mo walked up to LeBron James and corrected him calmly, "You said the battle will be resolved in five games? Sorry, you miscalculated, it should be four games."
Yang Mo's words were cold and arrogant, and his domineering aura directly overshadowed LeBron James.
LeBron James is known as the Little Emperor, but he doesn't have the aura of an emperor. In fact, his temperament on the court is not sharp. Although he can always score high points and win without knowing it, if there is any indelible memory point, sorry, there is none.
But Yang Mo was born with this aura. Although he was not tall, he was the center of attention with every move he made.
So, judging from the aura, the so-called little emperor is more like a loser in front of Yang Mo. After all, Yang Mo is his boss.
"I really don't know where you get the confidence to say this . You will be taught a lesson tonight and run back to Miami in shame." LeBron James organized his words and responded fiercely.
In response to James's reply, Yang Mo just smiled faintly: "We'll see!"
After that, Yang Mo walked straight to the center circle and stood opposite to Ilgauskas. In other words, his position tonight was center. When the Cavaliers fans saw this, they couldn't help but laugh. A little guy under 6 feet 5 dared to jump the ball with 7 feet 3 feet Ilgauskas. Isn't this a joke?
They laughed so happily that they completely forgot who had dunked over Ilgauskas the night before.
drop!
After checking the time, the referee blew the whistle directly. Yang Mo, who had been prepared for a long time, exerted his full speed and jumped up with a bang. Although his explosive power was not particularly good, his jumping ability was strong. With Ilgauskas's jumping ability close to zero, the basketball naturally went to the Heat's side without any surprise.
As soon as the Heat received the basketball, they launched a fast break. Mario Chalmers got the basketball and without any hesitation threw it to Beasley who was almost down to the frontcourt. Beasley received the basketball and didn't care whether it was two steps outside the three-point line or not, he just jumped and shot...Swish!
The basketball actually went in!
Bisley used his unstoppable momentum to score this clean goal.
At this time, the timer had just started working, which means that the Heat's offense only took one second in terms of the game .
It was amazing! Cavaliers fans couldn't believe that the home team was down by three points in the blink of an eye.
But there was no way, the cold numbers on the scoreboard confirmed their disappointment.
"Well done, Michael." Yang Mo cheered for Beasley loudly, "Keep shooting, just shoot them to death, leave the rebounds to me."
Yang Mo gave orders and encouraged his teammates like a leader. Wade beside him was not unhappy at all. He had already accepted this fact. The moment Yang Mo talked to him, he had already decided to hand over this playoff to Yang Mo. In his opinion, Yang Mo would leave after this playoff anyway, so he should not leave him any regrets and let him enjoy the feeling of being a leader.
Pat Riley, who flew from Miami to cheer for the team, was even more excited. He didn't expect the players to play so resolutely. This momentum can be said to be the most fierce since he formed this team. Everyone's eyes are full of desire to score goals.
At this time, the Cavaliers had already pushed the basketball to the frontcourt.
I don't know if he wanted to deliberately provoke Yang Mo or what, but as soon as LeBron James received the ball, he passed it directly to Ilgauskas who was blocking Yang Mo for the ball. When the basketball was passed, Yang Mo did not go around, but went directly against Ilgauskas.
Since the other party tried to bully me in the center's way, I must slap them back in the face in the center's way. Let them know the strategic height of Chairman Mao's words "I will not offend others unless they offend me".
Since Yang Mo did not sabotage, Ilgauskas caught the basketball on tiptoe. However, it was easy for him to stand on tiptoe, but it was difficult to put down his heels. Because Yang Mo had quickly used his strength to prop up his body, his huge body was half-supported, and he had no way to stand on the ground.
This feeling made him very uncomfortable. He couldn't bend down to dribble the ball to adjust his rhythm, nor could he turn around and shoot. After all, he was not a ballet dancer and couldn't spin on his toes. After all, his weight and tonnage restricted his ability to move.
drop!
Just when Ilgauskas tried to use his strength to push Yang Mo away to gain landing space, the referee blew the whistle, indicating that Ilgauskas had three seconds to attack and the ball possession was transferred.
After the referee blew the whistle, Yang Mo was the first to applaud and cheer for the referee's wisdom.
Yang Mo's applause was undoubtedly a heavy irony to the Cavaliers. They wanted to bully the short Yang Mo, but in the end they couldn't even shoot the ball. Isn't this a slap in the face?
Yang Mo was too lazy to argue with them whether he had slapped them in the face or not. After the referee made the penalty, he quickly passed the ball to Wade, and then the whole team quickly broke through like the wind. With five people running wildly, they soon found an open space. Yang Mo, who was unguarded at the top of the arc, was outside the three-point line and shot as soon as he received the ball... swish!
Another three points!
drop!
Mike Brown quickly requested a timeout.
He never dreamed that he would be beaten 6-0 in less than 30 seconds. He originally thought that the Miami Heat this year were a soft persimmon, but he got a hedgehog, which pricked his hands and bled. He couldn't masturbate for half a month.
McBrown requested a timeout, but the Heat were in high spirits. Led by Yang Mo, the five players on the court roared in unison, as if they were wolves hunting, full of murderous intent.
The Heat's momentum was so rampant that it caught the eyes of all the onlookers. They originally thought that the Heat would collapse, but unexpectedly, not only did they not collapse, but they burst out with even greater energy.
This is the ultimate meaning of a desperate battle.
Since you have nothing, why not give it a try?
Let those so-called strength disparities die! How can you show your manliness without fighting?
Tonight, either I will be beaten to death on the spot, or I will flatten Cleveland!
