All-round Athlete

Chapter 782 Injustice

On the bench of the national team, whether it was the coaching staff or the athletes, everyone's faces were like frosted eggplants, and there was a suppressed anger in their eyes, but this time, none of them went to the referee for a big victory The protest, especially coach Deng Huade, made him eat a technical foul not long ago. If the referee gave him another technical foul, he would be sent off the court.

"Damn, this is a black whistle! This is simply a black whistle!" Coach Deng Huade clenched his fists, and his nails had already penetrated into the flesh. At this moment, he had no other choice but to sigh inwardly and silently.

Dayao walked to the bench and sat down. He looked a little depressed, but this depression only lasted for a second, and he regained his composure. Then he waved a towel and began to cheer for the Chinese team.

While everyone else was suppressing their emotions, Dayao's cheers were extraordinarily eye-catching and unusual. However, in the next second, everyone else understood that the game was not over yet, and there was nothing they could do. Only cheering for the players on the field is much better and more useful than suppressing silence there.

The most violent sound erupted from the bench of the Chinese team, as if it was a sudden earthquake, and there was a feeling of suppressing the momentum of the home audience. This is not just pure encouragement, but also contains a kind of venting, that is, after encountering an unfair penalty, the depressed and helpless mood finally found a window to vent.

On the field, Zhang Guan was also unwilling. He never expected that there would be such a shameless home whistle. Even though there is no foul, they are whistled, which is somewhat against the morality of sports.

"Don't think that if you do this, you can win." Zhang Guan said softly, this is for the Turkish team, and it is also for the cheering home audience.

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The game restarted, the Turkish team served in the frontcourt, and the Turkish team players ran quickly, looking for a position to catch the ball.

Tongcheri made a reverse run and threw away Zhang Guan. At the same time, Ilyasova, who was serving, caught the gap and threw the ball to Tongcheri.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that Zhang Guan, who had been thrown away, suddenly used a jumping posture, suddenly appeared in front of Tongqieli, and blocked the ball.

In short-distance movement, jumping is naturally faster than running. The same interception cannot be completed by running, but it can be done by jumping. And this move, except for Zhang Guan, perhaps no other basketball player can do it. After all, even if other basketball players can jump, they can't compare with the world record holder in the long jump.

After intercepting the ball, Zhang Guan didn't pause at all. He changed direction and passed Tongqieli, and then quickly advanced with the ball. In the blink of an eye he was in Turkey's half court and scored an easy layup with no defense.

China once again tied the score, but this made the Turks feel a little stunned. Everyone originally thought that after Dayao was sent off, the Chinese team would be crushed by the Turkish team. However, in the first attack after Dayao's dismissal, the Chinese team equalized the score.

Turkey re-served the ball. To everyone's surprise, Toncheri had just got the ball, and Zhang Guan had already approached.

"Is the whole court pressing?" Coach Bogdan frowned silently: "Is this the choice made by the Chinese team? After Dayao was sent off, he didn't plan to play half-court defense."

Bogdan was thinking about it, but Toncheri, who was advancing with the dribble, was careless and was cut off by Zhang Guan.

"Oh..." There was a burst of surprise from the fans. Toncheri immediately turned back to defend, but he could only watch Zhang Guan score a layup. At this time, there were still two minutes left before the end of the game.

Coach Bogdan stood up abruptly and called a timeout. The situation seemed to be completely different from what he had expected. Instead of collapsing after Dayao was sent off, the Chinese team scored four points in a row to overtake the score.

After the timeout ended, the players of the Turkish team focused a lot. Turkoglu passed the ball to Asik, who scored two points for a layup, and the two sides drew again.

It was the turn of the Chinese team to attack, and it was roughly near the three-point line. Asik was still afraid of the general three-point shooting ability, so he had to chase and defend near the three-point line. There was a gap under the basket. Zhang Guan seized this opportunity. There was a dream that accelerated and broke through Tuncheri and went straight to the basket of the Turkish team.

"Beep!" The referee's whistle sounded suddenly, and then he made a walking movement.

"I walked?" Zhang Guan looked puzzled, he was 100% sure that he did not walk.

"Although Turkey is the home court, the referee's actions are too much!" Zhang Guan couldn't help but look at the big screen in the arena, but this time the rebroadcast fee was not given to slow-motion playback.

With one and a half minutes left in the game, the Turkish team held the ball in their hands. The Turkish team played the ball very patiently, with non-stop transmission between the players. At the last moment, Turkoglu made a one-step shot from within the three-point line. ball. The Turkish team once again gained the lead.

Zhang Guan made a breakthrough with the ball again, but Toncheli was still passed by in one step. Turkoglu quickly stepped forward to make up the defense.

The referee's whistle sounded.

"Two plus one!" Zhang Guan raised his hand and was about to celebrate, but saw that the referee whistled him to hit someone with the ball!

"Dribbling with the ball? How could this be a dribbling? Turkoglu didn't stand still after rushing over. If he wanted to call a penalty, it would be Turkoglu blocking the foul! Is the referee blind?" The narrator roared angrily.

"Black whistle, this is a black whistle. Is the FIBA ​​officer an idiot? You can't even see such an obvious black whistle!" The tone of the guest commentator next to him was also full of unwillingness.

In the auditorium, the Turkish fans cheered loudly, but on the bench, coach Bogdan looked a little embarrassed.

As a well-known coach in Europe, how could he fail to see that the referee's calls were very problematic. The first few times could be said to be the home whistle, but the last few times, he has unabashedly helped Turkey win.

Although Bogdan hopes that his team can win, he doesn't want his team to win in this way. Bogdan is not the kind of person who can violate morality in order to win. The dignity of the coach in his heart tells himself that he should not win in this way.

Bogdan turned his head involuntarily and looked behind him, sitting there was the leader of the Turkish team.

At this time, the team leader was smiling, and that smile was filled with a kind of complacent look. Coach Bogdan instantly understood that perhaps the Turkish side had reached some kind of agreement with the referee, or even with FIBA, that's why the referee whistled so recklessly.

The team leader felt Coach Bogdan's gaze, and he returned a meaningful smile.

Coach Bogdan opened his mouth and was about to ask a question, but the Turkish team leader spoke first; "Coach Bogdan, we are about to win, I think you should focus on the field now instead of going to Focus on something off the field."

The implied meaning in the team leader's words further verified Bogdan's guess.

"This kind of victory, I think my colleagues in Europe will look down on me!" Bogdan thought silently.

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"I#￥%#￥%!" Zhang Guan couldn't help bursting out a national curse. But the referee obviously couldn't understand this sentence, he just took it as Zhang Guan's complaint.

"Two breakthroughs, I didn't have any problems at all, but I was blown away by walking once and hitting someone with the ball once. The referee's actions were too dark!" Zhang Guan took a deep breath and calmed down.

The Turkish team won the ball again. The two-point advantage is not safe for the Turkish team at all, so they must at least widen the point difference to four points to avoid being overturned by a three-pointer.

At the most critical moment of the game, both sides played extremely focused, and it was time for the core players of the team to play their role.

Zhang Guan and Sun Yue chose to switch defenses, with Sun Yue defending Tongqieri, while Zhang Guan faced Turkoglu, and the ace players of both sides began a duel.

Zhang Guan did not adopt a very oppressive defensive method. He knew that the referee was completely on the side of the Turkish team. Keep distance and avoid unnecessary physical contact.

Turkoglu tried to break through, but as soon as he made a move, Zhang Guan reached out for the ball, which made Turkoglu stop, and then Turkoglu called Asik to step forward to pick and roll, and Zhang Guan passed People's moving speed, always staring at Turkoglu, so that he can't get rid of it completely.

Normally, Zhang Guan would not defend like this, but at the last moment of the game, Zhang Guan's energy was all focused on defense, and the defensive effect was greatly improved.

Turkoglu suddenly felt that he was stuck by a piece of chewing gum, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how he shook it. He really wants to pass the ball to others, but he also knows that he must not do this. Now it is a duel between the trump cards of the two sides. If he is persuaded first, other players will not be able to take on the heavy responsibility of attacking.

Seeing that the time to attack was approaching, Turkoglu once again found a brief opportunity through the pick-and-roll. He felt that he was unlikely to have a better opportunity, so he decisively chose a jumper. At the same time, Zhang The crown is also sealed up.

"Zhang Guan jumped so high!" Turkoglu adjusted the arc of his shot involuntarily, and deliberately threw the basketball higher to avoid being blocked by Zhang Guan, but this could not guarantee the shooting percentage.

"Rebound!" Turkoglu yelled. At the same time as the basketball was shot, he already felt that the ball was too powerful.

The basketball lands on the inside edge of the hoop and bounces high. Roughly started a hand-to-hand fight with Asik in the three-second zone. The two jumped up at the same time and touched the ball at the same time. However, the basketball was not controlled by them, but fell to the ground during the contest between the two.

The landing point was very close to Ilyasova. He stepped forward, ready to catch the ball, but one person took a step faster.

It was Zhang Guan. He had already given up on Turkoglu, ran towards the basketball, and grabbed the ball before Ilyasova.

Ilyasova also stretched out his hand. Although he knew that it was impossible to control the basketball, the inertia of his body made him unable to stop. However, Zhang Guan had already controlled the basketball at this time, and Ilyasova slapped the basketball. On Zhang Guan's arm.

"Crack!" The voice was extraordinarily crisp.

"Beep!" The referee's whistle sounded.

"Is the thug foul?" Everyone looked at the referee, but the referee made a gesture of scrimmage.

"Scrimmage? The thugs' voices are so loud that they can be heard in the broadcast signal. If the referee pretends not to see it, it's fine, but he even awarded a scrimmage! Black whistle, according to the right black whistle!" the commentator of CCTV said. .

"This is another very unfavorable penalty for us. Zhang Guan is only 1.9 meters tall, while Ilyasova is 2.08 meters tall. A point guard and a power forward jump the ball. This is tantamount to possession of the ball in disguise. It was awarded to the Turkish team! It is the darkest day in basketball to have such a penalty in the World Basketball Championships." The commentator also chimed in.

Zhang Guan was even more angry. He yelled at Deng Huade: "Time out, call the team doctor!"

Deng Huade was startled, he hurriedly called a timeout, and the team doctor rushed over with the medicine box at the first incident.

"Deng Huade called a timeout, and the team doctor came on the field. Is someone injured? It's Zhang Guan!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on this, and of course the photographer refused to let go of this scene, and the first incident rushed forward.

From the corner of Zhang Guan's eyes, he saw the photographer, and then he pretended to move his feet and walked towards the camera lens. Then he pretended to move his shoulders, and pointed his arm at the camera lens.

On the arm, five red finger prints were clearly visible, which was exactly what Ilyasova slapped just now, but the referee whistled for a scrimmage.

Fans all over the world saw these five fingerprints through the broadcast camera, and even those who didn't know the truth at this time understood it.

"Let me just say, the ball just now must have been hit by a thug, the 'snap' was so loud that it could be heard on the TV."

"This blow was really ruthless. Zhang Guan's arm was punched with five finger prints. Why was he still called for a foul ball?"

"The referee must be deaf, he didn't hear the beater."

"I said the referee is blind, can't he see the fingerprints on Zhang Guan's arm?"

"It's so rare that a deaf-mute can be a basketball referee these days!"

The audience in front of the TV complained for a while, and the referee's face was also blue and purple. He obviously didn't want Zhang Guan's arm with five finger prints to continue dangling in front of the camera, so he stepped forward and urged him not to. Delay the game time.

"If there is a player in his hand, go to the sidelines to deal with it, and don't delay the progress of the game in the arena!" The referee said, pointing to the sidelines at the same time, signaling the team doctor and Zhang Guan to leave the field.

"Okay, I'm fine! You can continue the game." Zhang Guan blinked at the team doctor.

"Are you okay?" The team doctor hesitated for a moment, then understood, and walked down with the medicine kit.

Zhang Guan continued to face the camera, rubbing his arms, and shouted in English on purpose: "Jump ball, jump ball!"

The referee looked embarrassed. At this moment, he understood that the pause just now was completely performed by Zhang Guan. His purpose was to show the five finger prints on his arm in front of the camera.

But now he is rubbing his arms and shouting "jump ball", which is more like telling how unfair the penalty for the jump ball just now was.

"Hmph! Even if you know how to perform, so what? All of this is acquiesced by FIBA, whoever let you meet the host, you are unlucky!" The referee thought viciously.

I’m going home from Chengdu tomorrow, and I’m going to pass the customs to try to update normally. However, it’s been very foggy in Chengdu for the past two days. Anyone who reads the news must know that if the flight is delayed, you can only ask for one more day off if you pass the customs. Please forgive me.