Jordan: I thought he was there to help me!

Chapter 715 I, General Lin, have no other merits, except that I was born...

In the second half, the two sides switched sides and started the game again!

As soon as Nash stepped onto the court, he saw Hill, who was starting, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

Why change the player?

Logically speaking, both sides played well in the first half. The Knicks scored 70 points on offense, but when have they ever paid attention to defense?

Under the premise that no one is particularly underperforming, has foul trouble, or is injured, it is highly unlikely that a team would suddenly change its starting lineup at this time.

Firstly, it's too risky and would affect the team's overall rotation, player habits, and level of teamwork.

Secondly, the starting player who is substituted may harbor resentment, especially players in their prime. This kind of substitution at halftime can make them feel dissatisfied and insulted.

Thirdly, from a metaphysical perspective, changing generals on the eve of battle is neither particularly auspicious nor something to be encouraged, regardless of time or place.

If it can be avoided, it must be avoided!

So the Knicks' decision to change their starting lineup, and to make it an experienced offensive starter, made Nash quite uneasy.

He was quite certain that the Knicks' substitution of Hill was not because Don Nelson was dissatisfied with the team's offense in the first half.

You've already got 70 points, and you're still not satisfied? Are you planning to get your team to 100 points in the first half?!

Since it's not a matter of dissatisfaction with their own team's performance, then it must be a targeted substitution. Who is it being targeted at?

Nash felt that it definitely wasn't aimed at James Jones or Marion.

Perhaps they hope Hill can use his experience and skills to compete with Pierce?

I hope so.

Nash's lips twitched, and for no reason, he felt a chill run down his spine.

These people are so dirty!

Nash suddenly felt that he would rather be slapped and have his shoulder smashed into a GG sign than face this bunch of guys on the other side. Playing dirty can be cured, but heart problems are incurable.

While Nash was lost in thought, Lin Tian had already dribbled the ball to the frontcourt, but this time he was facing James Jones.

"Steve, are you scared out of your wits? You don't even have the guts to guard me?" Lin Tian wasn't in a hurry when he saw the planned switch on defense, and started taunting Nash.

"If I can't stop you, can't you find someone better? If you're so capable, why don't you beat LeBron James?" Nash stood to the side and decisively admitted defeat to Lin Tian.

However, when he backed down, he didn't notice James Jones's expression, which looked like his mother had died.

Please, please stop provoking him, bro! I beg you, please stop provoking him!

What do you mean by "you've got the guts to beat me"? I'm not some defensive powerhouse! I'm not some kind of defensive ace!

Go after Marion, go after Martin, why are you going after me?

All I owe you is $20 from the last card game. Is that really necessary?

"Bang!"

Lin Tian didn't waste any more words. Instead, he turned around and slammed his shoulder into Jones's chest, hitting this pure marksman who was mediocre in every ability except for his shooting skills.

Jones felt like he almost couldn't catch his breath and was about to suffocate!

"Bang!"

Then came the second blow! Jones felt as if a Tyrannosaurus Rex had shoved him directly into the chest; he felt his entire chest cavity had been crushed!

"Bang!"

After the third time, Jones tried to open his mouth and vomit all his internal organs.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

Fortunately, his ordeal came to an end. Lin Tian didn't deliver a fourth blow. Instead, he quickly turned around, took a step back, and jumped to end the attack!

"You like the gift I gave you, little guy?" After scoring, Lin Tian said casually, "You're not gay, are you? Because those 300-kilogram fat pigs love your soft, limp look the most!"

Jones didn't reply. He knew that if he said anything, he would be met with even harsher attacks from Lin Tian.

At the same time, he mentally gave Nash a thumbs up.

He truly deserves to be called a leader!

With a collision of that magnitude, and with Nash's physique being even weaker than his own, how could he possibly withstand it for the entire first half without protesting, only to break down mentally at halftime?

Jones felt that he could only last for 3 minutes at most before he would despair!

It hurts so much!

"Well done, James! Keep it up!"

Nash walked over at that moment and patted Jones on the backside: "We're counting on you for the second half! Don't worry, I'll feed you the ball as much as possible! You've taken on the heaviest defensive duties."

"I'll definitely make sure you get more shots on offense and make a bigger impact!"

Nash's words were actually quite heartwarming.

Where can you find a leader who cares so much about role players?

If Jones weren't facing Lin Tian, ​​who was just like a tyrant, he would have been incredibly moved and would have given his life for Nash.

but……

Today he's facing Lin Tian!

So Jones doesn't feel moved now; he just wants to die.

Do I have to keep going for the entire second half in this level of competition?

Why? Why should I?!

I don't want to take this position! Can't someone else take it?

If all else fails, how about we bring Bell back? Let that guy come?

Jones was filled with resentment and grievances, which meant that when Nash actually passed him the ball, he wasn't prepared and the three-pointer went way off target.

"It's okay! It's just one ball. I'll keep feeding you the ball whenever you get a chance!" Nash continued to play the role of his perfect teammate, patting Jones on the butt to encourage and give him confidence.

But Nash's actions clearly did not make Jones happy. He was suffering from severe physical damage, and a little encouragement was not enough to bring him back to life.

Fortunately, Lin Tian's subsequent actions were quite heartwarming.

Upon arriving at the scene once again, Lin Tian quickly waved to signal Hill, who was positioned opposite Nash, to come over. Then, the two switched positions, and he was once again facing off against Nash.

Jones, standing nearby, was so moved he almost cried. He clung to Hill's arm like a lifeline, refusing to let go, as if afraid Hill would run away after blocking his path. He was practically begging Hill not to leave him.

At the same time, Jones didn't forget to shout, "Change!"

Change it immediately! Switch to a different defense right now!

What could Nash do? Could he not make a substitution on this play?

Can you really just watch Lin Tian, ​​who's about to score 30 points, take random shots and ignore him, and then go and double-team Hill, who's just come on?

Even if the Suns don't prioritize defense, they can't be this outrageous!

Nash could only stick to it again, and then came the familiar "thump! thump! thump!"

Then Lin Tian turned around and jumped again, scoring another 2 points!

After scoring this time, Lin Tian looked at Nash's bitter face and couldn't suppress his smile: "You think you can get past me with just a mismatch defense? Steve, you underestimate my love for you!"

"Get lost!" Nash's chest was still aching, so he was in no mood to argue or joke with Lin Tian. All he wanted to do right now was get away from Lin Tian.

"You want to stay away from me, right? You don't want to face me anymore, right?" Lin Tian said as if he could read Nash's mind, "Sure, I'll grant your wish."

"But it would be a bit wasteful of me not to play against you, and I've always been someone who dislikes waste; I'll eat every single grain of rice in my bowl!"

"So, Steve, are you ready? My guys need to start lining up!"

queue?

Nash didn't understand, but he had a very bad feeling.

But he quickly understood.

Next, Hill, who was guarding him, came to the wing, backed down Nash, and reached out for the ball.

Although Hill is old and his movements are slow, his explosive power is almost completely gone.

But Hill's height, strength, and skill haven't disappeared at all!

This guy backed down Nash, grabbed the ball, and then drove towards the paint!

Although his strength may not be as good as Lin Tian's, his height and weight advantage would make it quite easy for him to crush Nash, who is less than 190 centimeters tall.

Hill squeezed under the basket in a few quick moves, turned and jumped close to the rim for a jump shot, and the ball went in again!

Nash's defense was truly inadequate.

"Once Grant gets tired of it, we'll move on to the next one!" Lin Tian and Hill gave each other a high five, then Lin Tian continued to mock Nash, "You're not going to cry, Steve?"

"Get lost!" Nash now understood completely.

Tonight, no! In this entire series, he's not going to have an easy time!

Because besides Lin Tian and Hill, Nash also saw Anthony, and even Smith and Wallace on the bench.

So many tall and strong players in positions 1 through 3!

If Don Nelson wanted to, the Knicks could field three perimeter players who were either skilled at post-up moves or whose height and weight completely overwhelmed Nash.

Even Barnes, who was replaced by Don Nelson, could still overpower Nash in terms of height and weight.

This series is going to be nauseating from start to finish.

"Fuck you!" Nash suddenly cursed, then looked at Lin Tian and said, "Then just beat me to death on the court!"

"If you can't kill me, I'll kill you all!"

Nash was completely ruthless.

Do you really think I'm an easy target?

Do you really think I'm easy to bully?

I'm fucking hard!

Are you targeting me? Fine! Come on! Let's see who dies first!

If you keep backing down me, you're giving up your fast break and three-point shooting. You're putting the cart before the horse and abandoning your biggest advantage.

Come on, come on!

Nash quickly dribbled to the frontcourt, then raised his hand to let Martin step up and set a screen for him, followed by his signature pull-up jumper!

His forward-leaning, 38-style shooting form was quite ugly, but despite its ugliness, its accuracy was surprisingly high!

In addition, his shooting style, which requires almost no preparation and has a long pre-shooting motion, makes his direct shot after a screen really difficult to defend.

"Whoosh!"

With a crisp sound, Nash's clutch three-pointer swished through the net!

"Come on! Kill me! Fuck you, kill me!"

Nash was completely enraged at this moment, and his eyes were even a little red.

Even though he's an MVP, being targeted and openly bullied like this, if Nash doesn't fight back, he really won't be able to reach this level and status!

As for the Knicks' reaction?

Of course, we should satisfy him!

And it will be doubled!

You think one person can't hurt you?

Then let's skip the queue, guys, let's all go together!

The basketball was once again in Hill's hands. He chased Nash all the way to the inside, and just as he was making Nash feel nauseous, Hill suddenly made a bounce pass and distributed the ball.

Nash instinctively turned around to look, and then he saw a dark figure rushing towards him, followed by a loud 'bang' that knocked Nash to the ground!

"boom!"

Then came a loud bang. Lin Tian grabbed the rim with both hands and shook it violently before landing on the floor, where he roared at Nash.

Today, we're going to bully you, so what!

It's not just one person bullying you, or even taking turns; it's the whole team bullying you, ganging up on you!

After you've been verbally attacked, you'll be knocked into the air and sent flying, then dunked on and forced to sit on the ground.

I bet you won't break through my defenses!

Nash: My heart is as hard as steel, unyielding and resolute!

In the subsequent games, the Knicks continued to relentlessly target Nash. Even after Nash protested during halftime, D'Antoni began to pay attention to protecting him, not only by having Nash switch on defense, but also by having others help with the defense and double-team Nash.

Alternatively, they could switch on defense at any time to protect Nash as much as possible and reduce his workload.

All of the above are D'Antoni's methods.

But the results were mediocre.

There's no way around it, the Knicks have just too many big men.

Or rather, their entire team is made up of strong men. This team perfectly embodies the gangster style of the 90s: tall and thin, short and weak, soft-style, physically weak, and afraid of physical contact.

No one.

Well, it's not like there isn't one.

At most, we can find one Oku.

But even if Okur is afraid of contact and doesn't like physical battles, he can't play against the same position of the inside players, he can't play against those big, strong, and tough guys. But you're asking him to play against Nash?

He would immediately declare: "I'm Shaq, where's Nash? Let him out!"

In short, the Knicks really beat Nash to a pulp, not treating him like a delicate flower or a precious treasure.

It's all about fighting, fighting to the death.

He's your Phoenix darling and the Son of the Wind, that's true, but he's also our New Yorker's favorite RBQ!

In the third quarter, Nash went all out and played incredibly fiercely, baring his teeth and scoring another 13 points in the quarter alone. With one quarter left in the game, Nash had already racked up a massive double-double of 30 points and 13 assists!

With his six consecutive points at the end of the first half and his explosion in the third quarter, this guy's scoring explosiveness is absolutely not to be underestimated!

But of course, while this guy was explosive on offense, he also got completely dominated by the Knicks players on defense.

At least when Nash sat on the bench at the end of the third quarter, he seemed a bit dazed.

His face was expressionless, his eyes were lifeless, and he was almost slumped in the chair, not uttering a word.

Nash felt like his whole body was about to fall apart.

These New York bastards have absolutely no chivalry towards women...

Pooh!

These bastards are really treating me like a punching bag!

But Nash suffered, and it hurt.

But thanks to his near-perfect performance in the third quarter, the Suns kept the score close and even took the lead.

103: 105!

The Suns, thanks to Nash's outstanding performance in a single quarter, successfully took control of the game.

Although it's only a one-goal advantage, it's more than enough for them!

Taking the lead at this point in the game, especially on the road, is a huge boost to the Suns' morale!

At least that's what D'Antoni told his players at the end of the third quarter.

"We've taken the lead! We're in control! We only have 12 minutes left to beat them on the road! Let's give it our all, let's finish them off and take the opening win of the Finals!"

"Dry them to death!"

The Suns players chanted in unison, expressing their determination to win.

Except for Nash.

Nash was still breathing heavily; he was truly exhausted.

As for the Knicks on the other side?

"How long do you think he has left before he has to be carried off the field?" Old Nelson looked at his players with ease. Unlike D'Antoni, he could easily discern the players' body language and the extent of their physical exertion.

Moreover, even though the team was behind, Don Nelson wasn't worried at all. The fact that the team could still put up such a good fight against the Suns in the third quarter, even though they had almost forgotten about three-pointers, was definitely in line with or even exceeded his expectations!

After being beaten like this, what could he possibly be dissatisfied with?

"I don't know how much longer he has before he gets carried off the court." Lin Tian was equally relaxed. He didn't take many shots in the third quarter, giving most of the ball possession to his teammates who were guarding Nash. He only scored 7 points in the entire third quarter. At this point, he had a total of 28 points, which was still less than Nash's.

But just as Don Nelson thought: You fought tooth and nail to get a two-point lead over us, but our nuclear missiles haven't even entered their launch orbit yet!

The fourth section is relaxed and carefree.

"But I can guarantee he won't score many points in the fourth quarter," Lin Tian said confidently. "He's already suffered enough defensively; now it's our turn to dominate him defensively!"

"Game time is over, fourth quarter. I'll stick to him the whole time! I don't care how much energy he has left, or how much fighting spirit he has. I'll destroy the Suns' confidence and the source of their offense from the very beginning!"

"Very good." Old Nelson nodded in satisfaction. "Then, in the fourth quarter, we won't go for low-post isolation against Nash anymore. We'll play what we do best, our favorite fast break! Let's crush them!"

"Dry!"

After a roar, the Knicks players returned to the court.

It's time to show the Suns what they're made of!

The fourth quarter begins! (End of Chapter)