All-round Athlete

Chapter 784 McGrady Possessed?

Turkoglu stood on the center line with a serious expression on his face.

"Can Zhang Guan shoot? It is impossible for an average player to have this shooting posture without millions of practice. Even if Zhang Guan is an athletic genius, he has to practice hundreds of thousands of shots. Right! With hundreds of thousands of practice sessions, I must have practiced it long ago, that’s right, Zhang Guan can shoot.”

Thinking of this, Turkoglu looked back at the three-point line, and another question arose in his mind.

"How is Zhang Guan's three-point shooting ability?"

In the 2010 World Championships, the three-point line was still 6.25 meters. According to the regulations of FIBA, after October 1, 2010, the three-point line will be raised to 6.75 meters. That is to say, the World Championships in Turkey is the last one to be used. The 6.25-meter three-point line is an international competition. The NBA's three-point line is 7.25 meters, which is a full meter longer than the 6.25-meter three-point line in the World Championships. Therefore, in the eyes of NBA players, the FIBA's three-pointer is just a long-distance two-pointer It's just a ball.

Looking at the three-point line that is much closer than the NBA, Turkoglu frowned silently. For a player who has practiced hundreds of thousands of shots, the 6.25-meter three-point line is really nothing.

"Am I going to expand the defensive range to the three-point line?" Turkoglu looked at the time display board in the field.

"There are still 22 seconds left in the game, which happens to be a complete attack time. If you move faster, you can run two or three tactics, or organize another attack after the first attack fails. How will the Chinese team choose? ? Will they choose to grab two points? Or a three-point lore at the last moment?"

The question in Turkoglu's mind was quickly answered. After the Chinese team served, Zhang Guan didn't even pay attention to Ah Lian who served him the ball, and rushed directly to the frontcourt with the ball.

"What is Zhang Guan going to do? Is he going to grab points? Is the Chinese team going to quickly get a two-pointer as a guarantee?" Turkoglu stepped back subconsciously. He knew that the best way to get a quick two-pointer is to break through .

"No, it might be an emergency stop jump shot!" Turkoglu thought of this, and found that he was a little far away from Zhang Guan, and he hurriedly moved half a step forward.

At this moment, Zhang Guan stopped suddenly, and then took off. Only then did Turkoglu notice that Zhang Guan's take-off position was controlled just outside the three-point line.

"Three-pointer!" Turkoglu quickly jumped up and made a block action.

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"Scraping points, but rushing to shoot three-pointers? What kind of tactic is this?" Coach Bogdan stood up and looked at Zhang Guan on the field.

The Chinese team has 22 seconds of sufficient time to attack, which is enough to arrange one or two tactical coordination. If it is a three-point shot, wouldn't it be better to leave it until the last second for the lore? And if it is a rush shot, the two-pointer must be safer. So coach Bogdan couldn't figure out why the Chinese team would choose to shoot a three-pointer with 22 seconds to attack.

Coach Bogdan couldn't figure it out. Out of the corner of his eye, he involuntarily glanced at Deng Huade who was not far away, only to find that Deng Huade opened his mouth with the same surprised expression.

"How could Deng Huade have such an expression? The tactics he arranged by himself are nothing to be surprised by!" Bogdan felt even more baffled, and he focused on the field again. Steadily into the basket.

Scored a three-pointer!

"Sure enough!" Coach Bogdan called a timeout without hesitation.

Zhang Guan's attack took a total of 5 seconds from receiving the ball to the basketball entering the basket. It can be said to be a very fast attack, but the benefits brought by 5 seconds are even greater. , the Chinese team led by 1 point.

However, coach Bogdan was not frustrated. He even believed that the Turkish team had the upper hand, thinking that the ball was in the hands of the Turkish team, and the initiative was also in the hands of the Turkish team. 17 seconds was enough for him to complete a wonderful tactic. Cooperate, and with a gap of 1 point, only need to score the ball, and the Turkish team can overtake.

Coach Bogdan kept drawing and drawing on the tactical board, and arranged a very complicated tactic. On the other side, Deng Huade couldn't guess Bogdan's tactics at all, so he simply started a sensational game, such as defending this ball, he can win and so on.

The timeout was short, and players from both sides quickly returned to the field.

"For the Turkish team, as long as this goal can be scored, they can win. There are still 17 seconds in the game, and the Turkish team has plenty of time. I don't know who Turkey will hand over the final attack. Except Ah Besides Sik, Turkoglu, Ilyasova, Toncheri, and Onan all have good scoring ability, and they may all be the ones who end the offense!" While the commentator was speaking, the Turkish team had issued a this ball.

Tongcheri controlled the ball and quickly advanced to the frontcourt, but Zhang Guan rushed forward at this time, and he directly grabbed Tongcheri.

The referee was stunned for a second, confirming that what he saw was correct, and then blew the whistle.

"Foul! Zhang Guan fouled! Zhang Guan fouled Tuncheri!"

"What's the matter? Zhang Guan chose to foul actively? It's not enough free throws, so you want to delay Turkey's attack? Let me see, oh, my God, it's already reached the number of servings, Toncheri It's time for a free throw!"

"Zhang Guan obviously fouled Tongcheri on purpose. Why, why did he do this? The current Chinese team is clearly leading by 1 point. As long as they keep the goal, they can win. However, in this situation, Tongqie As long as both free throws are scored, the Turkish team will go ahead by one point instead!"

Coach Bogdan also looked surprised, and he felt like he was punching cotton in his heart. Originally, he prepared a very complicated set of offensive tactics, but before he could use them, Toncheri was sent to the free throw line.

"The leading side actively fouls, is it for the possession of the ball? Zhang Guan is so confident, will he be able to score the next goal?" Coach Bogdan thought silently.

Amid the cheers of the audience, Tuncheri made two free throws, but this time, the Chinese team did not request a timeout, because Deng Huade had already used up all the timeouts.

Zhang Guan dribbled the ball directly to the scene, stopped in front of the three-point line again, jumped up and shot, still in a picturesque posture.

"This trick again? Another three-point shot?" Turkoglu immediately turned his head away, watching the basketball fly into the basket.

"Again!" Turkoglu exclaimed.

The home fans let out cries of disappointment. The score was now 80-82, with China leading by two points.

Coach Bogdan's expression suddenly became embarrassing. He did not expect that Zhang Guan would rush to shoot a three-pointer again, but this goal made the Turkish team fall into absolute passivity. With a difference of two points, the Turkish team will face the choice of two points or three points.

Coach Bogdan called a timeout for the last time. He arranged a two-pointer tactic. After all, it was a home game, and the Chinese team also lacked Dayao. If it was dragged into overtime, it would be more beneficial to the Turkish team.

The game restarted, Toncheri dribbled the ball and ran forward, while other players began to move, preparing to create an offensive gap according to the tactical arrangement.

According to NBA rules, within the last two minutes of the game, the serving side can serve from the frontcourt after a timeout, but there is no such item in FIBA ​​rules, so players still need to dribble from the backcourt to the frontcourt.

However, Tongcheri had just run two steps, Zhang Guan had already forced up, and then pulled Tongcheri's arm, and the referee's whistle sounded.

"Zhang Guan fouled again! Toncheri is about to stand on the free throw line again. What is this? Is it a slashing tactic?"

"It's fine to lead by one point just now, but now we have to take the initiative to foul when we lead by two points. How could the Chinese team have such a strange tactical arrangement?"

Amidst the people's discussion, Toncheri walked to the free throw line somewhat inexplicably.

As Turkey's number one point guard, Toncheri's mental quality is still very strong, he made both free throws and the score became 82.

At this time, the coaches of both sides did not pause, and could only let the players play on their own.

Arab League sent the ball to Zhang Guan with the fastest speed, and Zhang Guan rushed to the frontcourt just like before. At this time, the Turkish team has not yet organized a defense. For example, Asik is working hard. ran back.

"Oops, Zhang Guan rushed over before Asik was in position! How would he choose? A breakthrough? Or a shot? What? Or a three-pointer!" Before Turkoglu stepped forward to block, Zhang Guan Just another three-pointer.

"Shua!" The basketball fell firmly into the basket.

"Three-pointers, three consecutive three-pointers!" CCTV's commentator exclaimed excitedly: "Zhang Guan shot three-pointers for the third time in a row, and made another one. In 13 seconds, Zhang Guan scored 9 in a row. This reminds me of Tracy McGrady back then, Zhang Guan is really possessed by Tracy McGrady today!"

On the monitor, there were 3.8 seconds left in the game, and when Zhang Guan scored the first three-pointer just now, there were 17.1 seconds left in the time, that is to say, it only took 13.3 seconds for Zhang Guan to get the goal. 9 points.

More importantly, the Chinese team is now 85 to 82, leading by three points.

Coach Bogdan's face turned pale by the way, and now they are three points behind, even with a three-pointer, at most it is tied. And now there are only 3.8 seconds left in the game, which means that the Turkish team must shoot a three-pointer before the game can be dragged into overtime.

And this short 3.8 seconds also includes the time for the backcourt to serve and run to the frontcourt. During this period, he will be hindered by the defender. Perhaps in 3.8 seconds, he can just run halfway.

More importantly, the Turkish team has no timeout. If there is a timeout, he may be able to arrange a tactical cooperation, but now he can only rely on the players' own performance.

In the NBA game rules, the last two-minute timeout can be served from the center line, which also allows many lore tactics to be arranged in the NBA. Even if there is only a few tenths of a second left, there will be lore. However, there is no mid-line serve after a timeout in the international basketball rules. If there are only a few tenths of a second left, you can only catch the ball in the backcourt and throw it casually towards the frontcourt. It is precisely because of this rule that there are far fewer lore shots at the last minute in international basketball games than in the NBA.

So even if the Turkish team has a timeout, Bogdan can only arrange long-range tactics, otherwise 3.8 seconds is not enough.

...

Turkoglu had just walked to halftime, but saw that the time was almost zero.

"Damn it, it's too late!" Turkoglu threw the basketball to the basket helplessly. At this time, he still had Zhang Guan's defense in front of him, so he could only throw the ball based on his feeling.

Disappointed sighs sounded from all around, and Turkoglu knew without looking that the goal was not scored.

Turkoglu is not Curry. This kind of shooting based on feeling in the midfield is obviously no different from blindness. What's more, there is a defender in front of him. If he rushes to make a shot, the possibility of scoring is infinitely close to zero. .

The score was finally fixed at 85 to 82, and the Chinese team won.

"We lost, we lost!" Turkoglu covered his face with his hands in pain.

Ilyasova lowered her head helplessly.

Asik stood where he was, then closed his eyes, not daring to look at all this.

Coach Bogdan looked confused. He was confused for himself. The Turkish team lost. As the head coach, maybe he should resign voluntarily.

On the other hand, for the Chinese team, everyone has rushed onto the court and hugged each other.

The semi-finals of the World Championships, the unprecedented good results of the Chinese team!

...

"Zhang Guan can shoot?" Krzyzewski, the head coach of the US team, stood up abruptly from the sofa.

"That's right, in the just-concluded game, the Chinese team defeated Turkey 85-82, and Zhang Guan scored 9 points in a row in the last 13 seconds, all relying on three-pointers." Assistant coach D'Antoni said with a smile on his face .

"He really can shoot! 9 minutes in 13 seconds? Is Tracy McGrady possessed?" Krzyzewski took a deep breath, but couldn't help thinking of the scene of Zhang Guan's three-pointer two years ago in his mind.

"It should be the post-match press conference now, do you want to take a look?" D'Antoni then asked.

"I should take a look." Krzyzewski walked to the computer and found the webcast of the press conference.

In front of the camera, Zhang Guanzheng talked freely.

"I'm going to make a movie related to basketball. I've already thought of the name, and it's called Basketball Vision!" Zhang Guan said with a smile on his face.

"Make a movie? Zhang Guan wants to make a movie?"

"Basketball Heart World? What a strange name!"

"Will Zhang Guan play the leading role?"

The reporters discussed in low voices.

"This is an inspirational story. The movie mainly tells the story of a basketball referee. This basketball referee was born blind. Everyone said that as a blind person, he could not be a basketball referee. But this blind man But he has a dream, but he relied on his own efforts to become a basketball referee, he learned to look at the world with his heart, and finally stood on the stage of the World Championships!" Zhang Guan continued: "How about it, Isn't it inspiring?"

"Oh!" The reporters at the scene suddenly burst into laughter. This kind of nonsensical plot was obviously a joke made by Zhang Guan.

Next to him, a FIBA ​​tournament official had a livid face, and he immediately understood the meaning of Zhang Guan's words.

"Looks like we're in trouble."