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The biggest Yihei on the sidelines is Stephen A. Smith.
There was a somewhat smug smile on his face: "Wang Yi still has to lose. Even though he performed well today, the team still lost. It is difficult for the Kings to lead the team further in the playoffs. It was a failed season, and it was also a failed season for Wang Yi. He has to make a good summary after he returns. As I said before, his playing style of all-inclusive play cannot go further in the playoffs. Now, my words are about to be fulfilled."
O'Neal disagreed.
"My grandma once said: The Kings' entry into the playoffs is already a success. Wang Yi's season is also successful if he can lead the Kings, which has not entered the playoffs for 17 years, into the playoffs."
Smith turned his head and looked at O'Neill: "Is this what your grandma said?"
O'Neal nodded solemnly: "My grandma once said that what I want to say is what she thinks."
At this time, amid the joy and encouragement of nearly [-] fans and Lakers players, the Kings attacked again.
Walton was already on the sidelines, pacing back and forth anxiously.
It seems that the chicken soup that Wang Yi gave Danny just now has no effect.
If the Lakers score another goal and lead the Kings by eight or nine points, he will have to call a timeout.
Mitchell came to the frontcourt with the ball.
He was actively looking for Danny.
Danny immediately brought it up and set a cover for Mitchell.
Mitchell used the cover to kill the penalty area, while Danny bounced outside the three-point line.
Mitchell flicked the ball back.
Danny caught the ball firmly.
At this moment, there was no defense three meters in front of him.
There seemed to be a picture of the boss catching the ball and shooting a three-pointer in his mind.
There seemed to be a picture of Klay Thompson catching the ball from outside the three-point line.
He jumped up and jumped high.
Shake your wrist and shoot!
The pebble-like bumps on the surface of the basketball rubbed against his fingers.
It feels so comfortable.
Every groove on the basketball is so perfect.
The basketball draws a chic arc in the air.
It's like sinking into the sea.
thump--
Into the basket!
Three point hit.
Looking back, Danny glanced over the Kings bench.
He quickly searched for that figure on the bench.
When he saw the boss standing and applauding, he was like a child who was rewarded by the teacher.
Then desperately ran to the backcourt to return to the defense.
He was powerful as he ran, obviously on fire.
"call--"
Coach Wharton breathed a sigh of relief.
It's just that no one takes this three-pointer seriously.
Coach Walton didn't take it seriously, and his teammates didn't take it seriously.
The Lakers and Lakers fans didn't take it seriously.
In their view, Danny's three-pointer was just to stop the bleeding, and it was not enough to change the situation.
Lakers offense.
Relying on his powerful impact, Westbrook directly hit the inside line and succeeded again.
For the Kings, Mitchell passed to the open Barnes for a three-pointer.
Barnes missed.
Although he is not too old, he is still a veteran after all.
And he's not a physical freak like James.
After three overtimes in a row, his body couldn't take it anymore.
Westbrook stepped on the gas pedal again and launched a fast break.
Another fast break scored.
The point difference came to 7 points.
The sideline commentator Smith said: "Look, a three-pointer by the Kings only temporarily stopped the bleeding. Russell Westbrook's impact is too strong, and no one of them can prevent Russell. No one can match it." on him."
The Kings attack again.
Mitchell still made a pick-and-roll with Danny.
It was still Danny who bounced outside the three-point line, and it was still Mitchell who got inside the three-point line and passed back.
Same position, same tactics.
Same unguarded.
Danny pulled up again.
Hand up and down!
Three point hit!
The point difference was narrowed to 4 points.
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