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Chapter 285 Clay or Anderson?

Chapter 285 Clay or Anderson?

So, after the timeout was over, the commentator discovered that that strange face, whom he had never seen before, had actually stepped onto the field.

"The Magic have just signed an undrafted pick. Is this going to give up the game? The first half is not over yet. This is not the style of the Magic."

At the same time, Miller looked at the green-faced young man who had just played, and felt the same way as the commentator.

"Are you going to give up? Aren't you guys pretty good at fighting? Are you going to be discouraged?" Miller walked to Davis and pressed him in a low voice.

"Looks like you're nothing without O'Neill." Maybe because he lost too much in the previous games, Miller spat trash talk at Davis unceremoniously.

Sure enough, Clay, who played for the first time, seemed at a loss on the court. What D'Antoni said made sense. Clay didn't have any tacit understanding with the whole team at all. He even made low-level mistakes such as colliding with his teammates while running.

D'Antoni watched off the court and shook his head again and again. In the two rounds of offense and defense after playing, Clay's defense was okay, but the offense was a disaster.

Fortunately, Davis made two consecutive forced shots and scored fortunately, so that the Magic's offense did not come to a standstill.

There was something wrong with the way the teammates looked at Clay.

But Clay remained expressionless.

"The defense is very tough, and the defense against Miller is in place, but the offensive end..." Bird watched Clay's performance and communicated with D'Antoni.

D'Antoni is ready to replace the newcomer at halftime when Davis fails to score.

At this time, he saw DeWeese walked up to Clay and whispered a few words.

Clay nodded.

In the next attack, after Davis controlled the ball and came to the frontcourt, he first relied on Rodman's pick-and-roll to get rid of the defender in front of him, and after reaching the inside, he suddenly passed the ball out.

Miller has been paying attention to the headless running position of the Magic rookie, but gradually his brows are wrinkled.

Because Klay successfully ran out of an open position, he cleverly relied on his teammates to throw off the defender with an off-ball screen.

"The running skill is quite strong, but it's a pity that this kind of running position can't wait for the pass." Miller sneered, and said to himself.

Then his sneer froze on his face.

The ball passed from the inside was accurately passed to Clay's hands.

After Clay received the ball, he shot directly without delay.

"This shooting posture is really standard." Miller remembered his shooting posture. . . .

"But you want to score the first goal? You think you are me." He even started to move inside, wanting to see if the rebound had anything to do with him.

However, the ball didn't even touch the rim, and went straight into the net, making a crisp "swish".

"Damn it, kid who got lucky." The expression on Miller's face changed instantly.

He didn't realize that his series of performances just now had already been called a unique skill in changing faces. . . .

After Clay landed, he still kept the shape of his hand when he shot the ball, and he didn't let go of his raised hand until the ball hit the net hollow.

DeWeese high-fives him as they pass.

D'Antoni had already stood up, but after seeing the goal, he sat down again.

"Since the goal is scored, let's give him more chances." Just as he was thinking this way, Nick Anderson next to him couldn't sit still.

"Coach, when will you let me play?"

D'Antoni looked at Anderson with a troubled face. He had to give himself the face of the second starting position, but the rookie on the field just scored his first career goal.

But he couldn't ignore the feelings of Anderson, who had been put off the court by D'Antoni for a whole quarter.

Fortunately, looking at the time, the first half of the game will be over soon.

"Don't worry, there will be opportunities in the second half." He comforted Anderson.

In the last attack of the Pacers, Miller missed a mid-range shot under Clay's interference, and Rodman grabbed a rebound, but the time has returned to zero.

During the intermission, in the locker room of the home team, Davis encouraged Clay. Although he knew that Clay was the peak of the Splash period, he didn't know how much game experience he had. He simply regarded Clay as a rookie and paid great attention to cultivating his self-confidence.

But it turned out that Davis was overthinking, and Clay was very calm, not like a rookie playing for the first time.

But D'Antoni announced at halftime to play Anderson in the third quarter, a decision that made Davis frown.

"I think Chris's performance is not bad, should we give him more time to perform?" Byrd frowned beside him and raised an objection.

"At this critical moment of chasing points, it is better to let the more experienced Nick come." D'Antoni gave his own explanation.

After all, D'Antoni is still the head coach of the team, and Davis didn't want to have the same unhappiness with D'Antoni as the lonely KS, so he nodded and accepted D'Antoni's adjustment.

The third quarter began quickly, and Anderson was very active at the beginning.

Now on the court, the Magic are eight points behind the Pacers.

On the first ball, Anderson frantically signaled Davis to pass the ball.

Davis frowned. The current team formation has not yet unfolded, and the tactics have not been developed. Now that they want the ball, they can only play singles in the end.

But he still passed the ball to Anderson.

Sure enough, exactly as DeWeese thought, facing Miller's defense, Anderson rushed to the inside with his head sullen, and Miller obviously intentionally left a hole for Anderson, and Anderson soon rushed to the bottom line.

Seeing that the distance that could be terminated has been reached, Anderson did not hesitate to start a layup against Miller.

Miller only interfered a little bit, and let Anderson take the shot.

Anderson was chuckling, thinking that his touch had returned, but suddenly a figure jumped out from behind Miller and slapped him for a layup.

"This ball is obviously a set. You played it too easily." Davis stepped forward and said to Anderson.

Anderson clenched his fists.

"I will definitely score the next goal."

Davis nodded, took the serve from the baseline, slowed down for a while, and after his teammates came to his position, he passed the ball again to Anderson who came to meet him.

Anderson wanted to score a goal to prove himself, but he didn't know the truth of "haste makes waste".

Miller's ball obviously strengthened the defense against Anderson. Anderson still wanted to break through, but there was no good way to break through.

DeWeese clapped his hands and signaled Anderson to pass the ball back quickly because time was running out.

But Anderson ignored DeWeese at all. After he stopped the ball, he made a three-threat action and just pulled it straight over Miller's head.

(End of this chapter)