The Warrior Godfather
Chapter 23

I Came, I Saw, I Conquered!

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Volume 1: I Came, I Saw, I Conquered! Chapter 23: Tactical Adjustment

Indiana's possession. Moore brought the ball up court. Facing the Bulldogs' zone defense, he feigned a drive just like before the timeout, drawing help defense from Mike Green. Suddenly, he bounced the ball and passed it to Tonell, who had moved up to the free-throw line. Tonell caught the ball, turned, and shot a mid-range jumper.

Curry chewed on his mouthpiece, casually walking to the free-throw line. He dribbled twice and sank the first free throw.

The paint immediately became chaotic. After a scramble for the rebound, Campbell scooped up the loose ball. He swung his elbows left and right, clearing space. Without looking, he passed the ball directly to Curry.

Swish!

Fifteen minutes passed quickly. The second half began, and both teams returned to the court.

Possession changed. The Bulldogs were on offense. Curry waved for Drew to come set a screen, but Moore was playing tight, denying Curry any chance to use a screen.

On the scoreboard screen suspended mid-air, a replay of the play was shown. The fans laughed heartily as they saw Moore get faked out by Curry, and cheers erupted.

Because the Bulldogs were playing a 2-3 zone, they couldn't cover the free-throw line area. Tonell was unimpeded and the ball went through the net cleanly.

Indiana's players, amidst the deafening roar of the Butler fans, barely heard their head coach's instructions. He dared to have his team play a 3-2 zone because Cole's NCAA career three-point percentage was only 38.6%, and his volume wasn't high. Furthermore, he had Curry closely guard Cole, disrupting his rhythm and shooting touch, and wasn't worried about him shooting the Bulldogs out of the game. The facts proved Cole's shooting couldn't kill them, but Curry's off-game under Moore's oppressive defense was something he hadn't anticipated.

Tonell, having secured position, grabbed the rebound. Curry shook his head, blaming himself, and quickly retreated on defense.

Curry battled Moore with all his might, stumbling forward. He was losing his rhythm and was about to be stripped by Moore.

26:37. The score difference reached double digits for the first time.

26:32. Indiana closed the gap by 2 points.

The players all nodded. Zhang Yu glanced at Curry and continued to lay out the strategy:

26:34.

26:32. Indiana closed the gap by 2 points.

Curry was bumped twice by Moore's subtle, hidden moves. Annoyed, he waved his teammates away, deciding to take Moore on one-on-one.

Swish!

"Understood!" The Indiana players, full of high spirits, replied loudly.

Zhang Yu stroked his chin with his right hand, showing no reaction.

Curry bounced the ball forward and accelerated towards the frontcourt. But Moore was faster, cutting to his side, constantly reaching out, trying to steal the ball.

Curry bounced the ball forward and accelerated towards the frontcourt. But Moore was faster, cutting to his side, constantly reaching out, trying to steal the ball.

McKenna glanced nervously at Zhang Yu. He didn't know what Zhang Yu's Plan B was, but he knew it wouldn't be good for Indiana.

Possession changed. The Bulldogs were on offense. Curry waved for Drew to come set a screen, but Moore was playing tight, denying Curry any chance to use a screen.

"Plan B!"

Swish!

26:32. Indiana closed the gap by 2 points.

Curry was bumped twice by Moore's subtle, hidden moves. Annoyed, he waved his teammates away, deciding to take Moore on one-on-one.

In the visitors' locker room, McKenna was quite pleased with his adjustments and encouraged his disciples. However, the Bulldogs stubbornly maintained their 3-2 zone defense, completely unfazed. Cole quickly found an opening. Moore had been watching his position and immediately passed him the ball.

He changed direction repeatedly, trying to shake Moore. But Moore lowered his center of gravity, unaffected by the fakes. He moved nimbly back and forth, always blocking Curry's path. When Curry tried to force his way past Moore, Moore skillfully grabbed Curry's jersey, preventing him from accelerating.

Cole no longer just stood outside the three-point line to create space. Instead, like an eel, he began to move flexibly, with Tonell and Woz actively setting screens for him.

Indiana's possession. Moore brought the ball up court. Facing the Bulldogs' zone defense, he feigned a drive just like before the timeout, drawing help defense from Mike Green. Suddenly, he bounced the ball and passed it to Tonell, who had moved up to the free-throw line. Tonell caught the ball, turned, and shot a mid-range jumper.

In the end, Curry could only launch a hurried three-pointer before the shot clock expired. But under Moore's interference, it missed wildly.

"We played well in the first half, and we're still leading. But a six-point lead isn't safe. I need you to keep attacking in the second half and extend the lead to over fifteen points to completely crush them! I don't want to drag this to the final seconds. Indiana is a very resilient team; who knows what might happen if we drag it out."

Back in the locker room, Zhang Yu waited for the players to rehydrate and wipe off their sweat before speaking:

If this kid played under him, he'd correct all of it.

By the end of the first half, Indiana trailed the Bulldogs 36:42, with the deficit narrowed to six points.

Tonell, having secured position, grabbed the rebound. Curry shook his head, blaming himself, and quickly retreated on defense.

Back in the locker room, Zhang Yu waited for the players to rehydrate and wipe off their sweat before speaking:

"Keep playing like this in the second half! Cole, increase your off-ball movement. If those Butler guys play zone again, shoot them to death! Moore, you give number 30 a good lesson... It seems that Chinese guy only learned zone defense from Leekrit and doesn't know how to adjust. We need to help Butler find a reliable new coach. We must win this game!"

Tonell, having secured position, grabbed the rebound. Curry shook his head, blaming himself, and quickly retreated on defense.

Tonell, having secured position, grabbed the rebound. Curry shook his head, blaming himself, and quickly retreated on defense.

Having grown up in a predominantly Black neighborhood, Moore was intimately familiar with streetball tricks and used them with ease, leaving Curry, who had never encountered such tactics, completely unable to cope.

For the next few minutes, Curry was flustered under Moore's constant physical contact, committing several turnovers. Indiana, relying on Cole's off-ball movement, got a few opportunities, but his shooting accuracy wasn't high. Several open shots clanked off the rim, failing to exploit the Bulldogs' 3-2 zone defense significantly.

Zhang Yu crossed his arms and merely glanced at McKenna, showing no reaction.

Tonell, having secured position, grabbed the rebound. Curry shook his head, blaming himself, and quickly retreated on defense.

Indiana's possession. Moore brought the ball up court. Facing the Bulldogs' zone defense, he feigned a drive just like before the timeout, drawing help defense from Mike Green. Suddenly, he bounced the ball and passed it to Tonell, who had moved up to the free-throw line. Tonell caught the ball, turned, and shot a mid-range jumper.

"Keep playing like this in the second half! Cole, increase your off-ball movement. If those Butler guys play zone again, shoot them to death! Moore, you give number 30 a good lesson... It seems that Chinese guy only learned zone defense from Leekrit and doesn't know how to adjust. We need to help Butler find a reliable new coach. We must win this game!"

Fifteen minutes passed quickly. The second half began, and both teams returned to the court.

Upon landing, Moore did a "Overlord Stride," drawing boos from the entire arena.

As Moore dribbled to the frontcourt, Zhang Yu suddenly stood up and shouted: "Keep playing like this in the second half! Cole, increase your off-ball movement. If those Butler guys play zone again, shoot them to death! Moore, you give number 30 a good lesson... It seems that Chinese guy only learned zone defense from Leekrit and doesn't know how to adjust. We need to help Butler find a reliable new coach. We must win this game!"

Moore angrily waved his hand but dared not do too much. The referee was watching him intently. This was the Bulldogs' home court, and if Moore became too vocal or made excessive gestures, the referee wouldn't hesitate to give him a technical foul, letting him know what home-court advantage meant.

Moore arrived at the top of the arc and drove past Graves again. Graves tried his best to keep up, but the talent gap left him helpless. Mike Green had to step up to help defend, just as before.

As Moore dribbled to the frontcourt, Zhang Yu suddenly stood up and shouted:

Having grown up in a predominantly Black neighborhood, Moore was intimately familiar with streetball tricks and used them with ease, leaving Curry, who had never encountered such tactics, completely unable to cope.

Curry chewed on his mouthpiece, casually walking to the free-throw line. He dribbled twice and sank the first free throw.

Swish!

"Plan B!"

"We played well in the first half, and we're still leading. But a six-point lead isn't safe. I need you to keep attacking in the second half and extend the lead to over fifteen points to completely crush them! I don't want to drag this to the final seconds. Indiana is a very resilient team; who knows what might happen if we drag it out."

Bulldogs' possession. Curry had the ball. Moore immediately started applying pressure from the backcourt, constantly reaching for the steal.

The players all nodded. Zhang Yu glanced at Curry and continued to lay out the strategy:

McKenna saw it clearly from the sidelines this time. Although the Bulldogs were still playing zone, they had switched from a 2-3 to a 3-2, bringing three players up. Curry was no longer sticking to Cole; they had significantly increased their defensive intensity on the perimeter, locking down the previously open free-throw line area.

It seemed that even for superstars, experience was indispensable.

As the Bulldogs players looked at him, he raised his left hand, showing two fingers.

26:37. The score difference reached double digits for the first time.

But the ball didn't reach his hands. Curry appeared in front of Tonell and intercepted the pass!

McKenna glanced nervously at Zhang Yu. He didn't know what Zhang Yu's Plan B was, but he knew it wouldn't be good for Indiana.

Curry bounced the ball forward and accelerated towards the frontcourt. But Moore was faster, cutting to his side, constantly reaching out, trying to steal the ball.

Back in the locker room, Zhang Yu waited for the players to rehydrate and wipe off their sweat before speaking:

Indiana's possession. Moore brought the ball up court. Facing the Bulldogs' zone defense, he feigned a drive just like before the timeout, drawing help defense from Mike Green. Suddenly, he bounced the ball and passed it to Tonell, who had moved up to the free-throw line. Tonell caught the ball, turned, and shot a mid-range jumper.

McKenna glanced nervously at Zhang Yu. He didn't know what Zhang Yu's Plan B was, but he knew it wouldn't be good for Indiana.

"Beep!"

For the next few minutes, Curry was flustered under Moore's constant physical contact, committing several turnovers. Indiana, relying on Cole's off-ball movement, got a few opportunities, but his shooting accuracy wasn't high. Several open shots clanked off the rim, failing to exploit the Bulldogs' 3-2 zone defense significantly.

38:42. The score difference was narrowed to 4 points.

But the ball didn't reach his hands. Curry appeared in front of Tonell and intercepted the pass!

But the ball didn't reach his hands. Curry appeared in front of Tonell and intercepted the pass!

He vaguely remembered seeing in his past life that Curry's first college game seemed to have been a poor performance as well.

By the end of the first half, Indiana trailed the Bulldogs 36:42, with the deficit narrowed to six points.

After speaking, he glanced triumphantly at Zhang Yu.

Moore arrived at the top of the arc and drove past Graves again. Graves tried his best to keep up, but the talent gap left him helpless. Mike Green had to step up to help defend, just as before.

"Ben, you're up. Replace AJ!"

Moore angrily waved his hand but dared not do too much. The referee was watching him intently. This was the Bulldogs' home court, and if Moore became too vocal or made excessive gestures, the referee wouldn't hesitate to give him a technical foul, letting him know what home-court advantage meant.

Moore reflexively lobbed the ball towards the free-throw line. Tonell was standing there, hand extended, waiting for the ball.

As the Bulldogs players looked at him, he raised his left hand, showing two fingers.

For the next few minutes, Curry was flustered under Moore's constant physical contact, committing several turnovers. Indiana, relying on Cole's off-ball movement, got a few opportunities, but his shooting accuracy wasn't high. Several open shots clanked off the rim, failing to exploit the Bulldogs' 3-2 zone defense significantly.

Curry was bumped twice by Moore's subtle, hidden moves. Annoyed, he waved his teammates away, deciding to take Moore on one-on-one.

Curry was bumped twice by Moore's subtle, hidden moves. Annoyed, he waved his teammates away, deciding to take Moore on one-on-one.

But the Bulldogs stubbornly maintained their 3-2 zone defense, completely unfazed. Cole quickly found an opening. Moore had been watching his position and immediately passed him the ball.

He changed direction repeatedly, trying to shake Moore. But Moore lowered his center of gravity, unaffected by the fakes. He moved nimbly back and forth, always blocking Curry's path. When Curry tried to force his way past Moore, Moore skillfully grabbed Curry's jersey, preventing him from accelerating.

Cole no longer just stood outside the three-point line to create space. Instead, like an eel, he began to move flexibly, with Tonell and Woz actively setting screens for him.

Indiana's possession. Moore brought the ball up court. Facing the Bulldogs' zone defense, he feigned a drive just like before the timeout, drawing help defense from Mike Green. Suddenly, he bounced the ball and passed it to Tonell, who had moved up to the free-throw line. Tonell caught the ball, turned, and shot a mid-range jumper.

In the end, Curry could only launch a hurried three-pointer before the shot clock expired. But under Moore's interference, it missed wildly.

"We played well in the first half, and we're still leading. But a six-point lead isn't safe. I need you to keep attacking in the second half and extend the lead to over fifteen points to completely crush them! I don't want to drag this to the final seconds. Indiana is a very resilient team; who knows what might happen if we drag it out."

Back in the locker room, Zhang Yu waited for the players to rehydrate and wipe off their sweat before speaking:

"Keep playing like this in the second half! Cole, increase your off-ball movement. If those Butler guys play zone again, shoot them to death! Moore, you give number 30 a good lesson... It seems that Chinese guy only learned zone defense from Leekrit and doesn't know how to adjust. We need to help Butler find a reliable new coach. We must win this game!"

Tonell, having secured position, grabbed the rebound. Curry shook his head, blaming himself, and quickly retreated on defense.

Tonell, having secured position, grabbed the rebound. Curry shook his head, blaming himself, and quickly retreated on defense.

Having grown up in a predominantly Black neighborhood, Moore was intimately familiar with streetball tricks and used them with ease, leaving Curry, who had never encountered such tactics, completely unable to cope.

For the next few minutes, Curry was flustered under Moore's constant physical contact, committing several turnovers. Indiana, relying on Cole's off-ball movement, got a few opportunities, but his shooting accuracy wasn't high. Several open shots clanked off the rim, failing to exploit the Bulldogs' 3-2 zone defense significantly.

Zhang Yu crossed his arms and merely glanced at McKenna, showing no reaction.

Tonell, having secured position, grabbed the rebound. Curry shook his head, blaming himself, and quickly retreated on defense.

Indiana's possession. Moore brought the ball up court. Facing the Bulldogs' zone defense, he feigned a drive just like before the timeout, drawing help defense from Mike Green. Suddenly, he bounced the ball and passed it to Tonell, who had moved up to the free-throw line. Tonell caught the ball, turned, and shot a mid-range jumper.

"Keep playing like this in the second half! Cole, increase your off-ball movement. If those Butler guys play zone again, shoot them to death! Moore, you give number 30 a good lesson... It seems that Chinese guy only learned zone defense from Leekrit and doesn't know how to adjust. We need to help Butler find a reliable new coach. We must win this game!"

Fifteen minutes passed quickly. The second half began, and both teams returned to the court.

Upon landing, Moore did a "Overlord Stride," drawing boos from the entire arena.

As Moore dribbled to the frontcourt, Zhang Yu suddenly stood up and shouted: "Keep playing like this in the second half! Cole, increase your off-ball movement. If those Butler guys play zone again, shoot them to death! Moore, you give number 30 a good lesson... It seems that Chinese guy only learned zone defense from Leekrit and doesn't know how to adjust. We need to help Butler find a reliable new coach. We must win this game!"

Moore angrily waved his hand but dared not do too much. The referee was watching him intently. This was the Bulldogs' home court, and if Moore became too vocal or made excessive gestures, the referee wouldn't hesitate to give him a technical foul, letting him know what home-court advantage meant.

Moore arrived at the top of the arc and drove past Graves again. Graves tried his best to keep up, but the talent gap left him helpless. Mike Green had to step up to help defend, just as before.

As Moore dribbled to the frontcourt, Zhang Yu suddenly stood up and shouted:

Having grown up in a predominantly Black neighborhood, Moore was intimately familiar with streetball tricks and used them with ease, leaving Curry, who had never encountered such tactics, completely unable to cope.

Curry chewed on his mouthpiece, casually walking to the free-throw line. He dribbled twice and sank the first free throw.

Swish!

"Plan B!"

"We played well in the first half, and we're still leading. But a six-point lead isn't safe. I need you to keep attacking in the second half and extend the lead to over fifteen points to completely crush them! I don't want to drag this to the final seconds. Indiana is a very resilient team; who knows what might happen if we drag it out."

Bulldogs' possession. Curry had the ball. Moore immediately started applying pressure from the backcourt, constantly reaching for the steal.

The players all nodded. Zhang Yu glanced at Curry and continued to lay out the strategy:

McKenna saw it clearly from the sidelines this time. Although the Bulldogs were still playing zone, they had switched from a 2-3 to a 3-2, bringing three players up. Curry was no longer sticking to Cole; they had significantly increased their defensive intensity on the perimeter, locking down the previously open free-throw line area.

It seemed that even for superstars, experience was indispensable.

As the Bulldogs players looked at him, he raised his left hand, showing two fingers.

26:37. The score difference reached double digits for the first time.

But the ball didn't reach his hands. Curry appeared in front of Tonell and intercepted the pass!

McKenna glanced nervously at Zhang Yu. He didn't know what Zhang Yu's Plan B was, but he knew it wouldn't be good for Indiana.

Curry bounced the ball forward and accelerated towards the frontcourt. But Moore was faster, cutting to his side, constantly reaching out, trying to steal the ball.

Back in the locker room, Zhang Yu waited for the players to rehydrate and wipe off their sweat before speaking:

Indiana's possession. Moore brought the ball up court. Facing the Bulldogs' zone defense, he feigned a drive just like before the timeout, drawing help defense from Mike Green. Suddenly, he bounced the ball and passed it to Tonell, who had moved up to the free-throw line. Tonell caught the ball, turned, and shot a mid-range jumper.

McKenna glanced nervously at Zhang Yu. He didn't know what Zhang Yu's Plan B was, but he knew it wouldn't be good for Indiana.

"Beep!"

For the next few minutes, Curry was flustered under Moore's constant physical contact, committing several turnovers. Indiana, relying on Cole's off-ball movement, got a few opportunities, but his shooting accuracy wasn't high. Several open shots clanked off the rim, failing to exploit the Bulldogs' 3-2 zone defense significantly.

38:42. The score difference was narrowed to 4 points.

But the ball didn't reach his hands. Curry appeared in front of Tonell and intercepted the pass!

But the ball didn't reach his hands. Curry appeared in front of Tonell and intercepted the pass!

He vaguely remembered seeing in his past life that Curry's first college game seemed to have been a poor performance as well.

By the end of the first half, Indiana trailed the Bulldogs 36:42, with the deficit narrowed to six points.

After speaking, he glanced triumphantly at Zhang Yu.

Moore arrived at the top of the arc and drove past Graves again. Graves tried his best to keep up, but the talent gap left him helpless. Mike Green had to step up to help defend, just as before.

"Ben, you're up. Replace AJ!"

Moore angrily waved his hand but dared not do too much. The referee was watching him intently. This was the Bulldogs' home court, and if Moore became too vocal or made excessive gestures, the referee wouldn't hesitate to give him a technical foul, letting him know what home-court advantage meant.

Moore reflexively lobbed the ball towards the free-throw line. Tonell was standing there, hand extended, waiting for the ball.

As the Bulldogs players looked at him, he raised his left hand, showing two fingers.

For the next few minutes, Curry was flustered under Moore's constant physical contact, committing several turnovers. Indiana, relying on Cole's off-ball movement, got a few opportunities, but his shooting accuracy wasn't high. Several open shots clanked off the rim, failing to exploit the Bulldogs' 3-2 zone defense significantly.

Curry was bumped twice by Moore's subtle, hidden moves. Annoyed, he waved his teammates away, deciding to take Moore on one-on-one.

Curry was bumped twice by Moore's subtle, hidden moves. Annoyed, he waved his teammates away, deciding to take Moore on one-on-one.

But the Bulldogs stubbornly maintained their 3-2 zone defense, completely unfazed. Cole quickly found an opening. Moore had been watching his position and immediately passed him the ball.

He changed direction repeatedly, trying to shake Moore. But Moore lowered his center of gravity, unaffected by the fakes. He moved nimbly back and forth, always blocking Curry's path. When Curry tried to force his way past Moore, Moore skillfully grabbed Curry's jersey, preventing him from accelerating.

Cole no longer just stood outside the three-point line to create space. Instead, like an eel, he began to move flexibly, with Tonell and Woz actively setting screens for him.

Indiana's possession. Moore brought the ball up court. Facing the Bulldogs' zone defense, he feigned a drive just like before the timeout, drawing help defense from Mike Green. Suddenly, he bounced the ball and passed it to Tonell, who had moved up to the free-throw line. Tonell caught the ball, turned, and shot a mid-range jumper.

In the end, Curry could only launch a hurried three-pointer before the shot clock expired. But under Moore's interference, it missed wildly.

"We played well in the first half, and we're still leading. But a six-point lead isn't safe. I need you to keep attacking in the second half and extend the lead to over fifteen points to completely crush them! I don't want to drag this to the final seconds. Indiana is a very resilient team; who knows what might happen if we drag it out."

Back in the locker room, Zhang Yu waited for the players to rehydrate and wipe off their sweat before speaking:

"Keep playing like this in the second half! Cole, increase your off-ball movement. If those Butler guys play zone again, shoot them to death! Moore, you give number 30 a good lesson... It seems that Chinese guy only learned zone defense from Leekrit and doesn't know how to adjust. We need to help Butler find a reliable new coach. We must win this game!"

Tonell, having secured position, grabbed the rebound. Curry shook his head, blaming himself, and quickly retreated on defense.

Tonell, having secured position, grabbed the rebound. Curry shook his head, blaming himself, and quickly retreated on defense.

Having grown up in a predominantly Black neighborhood, Moore was intimately familiar with streetball tricks and used them with ease, leaving Curry, who had never encountered such tactics, completely unable to cope.

For the next few minutes, Curry was flustered under Moore's constant physical contact, committing several turnovers. Indiana, relying on Cole's off-ball movement, got a few opportunities, but his shooting accuracy wasn't high. Several open shots clanked off the rim, failing to exploit the Bulldogs' 3-2 zone defense significantly.

Zhang Yu crossed his arms and merely glanced at McKenna, showing no reaction.

Tonell, having secured position, grabbed the rebound. Curry shook his head, blaming himself, and quickly retreated on defense.

Indiana's possession. Moore brought the ball up court. Facing the Bulldogs' zone defense, he feigned a drive just like before the timeout, drawing help defense from Mike Green. Suddenly, he bounced the ball and passed it to Tonell, who had moved up to the free-throw line. Tonell caught the ball, turned, and shot a mid-range jumper.

"Keep playing like this in the second half! Cole, increase your off-ball movement. If those Butler guys play zone again, shoot them to death! Moore, you give number 30 a good lesson... It seems that Chinese guy only learned zone defense from Leekrit and doesn't know how to adjust. We need to help Butler find a reliable new coach. We must win this game!"

Fifteen minutes passed quickly. The second half began, and both teams returned to the court.

Upon landing, Moore did a "Overlord Stride," drawing boos from the entire arena.

As Moore dribbled to the frontcourt, Zhang Yu suddenly stood up and shouted: "Keep playing like this in the second half! Cole, increase your off-ball movement. If those Butler guys play zone again, shoot them to death! Moore, you give number 30 a good lesson... It seems that Chinese guy only learned zone defense from Leekrit and doesn't know how to adjust. We need to help Butler find a reliable new coach. We must win this game!"

Moore angrily waved his hand but dared not do too much. The referee was watching him intently. This was the Bulldogs' home court, and if Moore became too vocal or made excessive gestures, the referee wouldn't hesitate to give him a technical foul, letting him know what home-court advantage meant.

Moore arrived at the top of the arc and drove past Graves again. Graves tried his best to keep up, but the talent gap left him helpless. Mike Green had to step up to help defend, just as before.

As Moore dribbled to the frontcourt, Zhang Yu suddenly stood up and shouted:

Having grown up in a predominantly Black neighborhood, Moore was intimately familiar with streetball tricks and used them with ease, leaving Curry, who had never encountered such tactics, completely unable to cope.

Curry chewed on his mouthpiece, casually walking to the free-throw line. He dribbled twice and sank the first free throw.

Swish!

"Plan B!"

"We played well in the first half, and we're still leading. But a six-point lead isn't safe. I need you to keep attacking in the second half and extend the lead to over fifteen points to completely crush them! I don't want to drag this to the final seconds. Indiana is a very resilient team; who knows what might happen if we drag it out."

Bulldogs' possession. Curry had the ball. Moore immediately started applying pressure from the backcourt, constantly reaching for the steal.

The players all nodded. Zhang Yu glanced at Curry and continued to lay out the strategy:

McKenna saw it clearly from the sidelines this time. Although the Bulldogs were still playing zone, they had switched from a 2-3 to a 3-2, bringing three players up. Curry was no longer sticking to Cole; they had significantly increased their defensive intensity on the perimeter, locking down the previously open free-throw line area.

It seemed that even for superstars, experience was indispensable.

As the Bulldogs players looked at him, he raised his left hand, showing two fingers.

26:37. The score difference reached double digits for the first time.

But the ball didn't reach his hands. Curry appeared in front of Tonell and intercepted the pass!

McKenna glanced nervously at Zhang Yu. He didn't know what Zhang Yu's Plan B was, but he knew it wouldn't be good for Indiana.

Curry bounced the ball forward and accelerated towards the frontcourt. But Moore was faster, cutting to his side, constantly reaching out, trying to steal the ball.

Back in the locker room, Zhang Yu waited for the players to rehydrate and wipe off their sweat before speaking:

Indiana's possession. Moore brought the ball up court. Facing the Bulldogs' zone defense, he feigned a drive just like before the timeout, drawing help defense from Mike Green. Suddenly, he bounced the ball and passed it to Tonell, who had moved up to the free-throw line. Tonell caught the ball, turned, and shot a mid-range jumper.

McKenna glanced nervously at Zhang Yu. He didn't know what Zhang Yu's Plan B was, but he knew it wouldn't be good for Indiana.

"Beep!"

For the next few minutes, Curry was flustered under Moore's constant physical contact, committing several turnovers. Indiana, relying on Cole's off-ball movement, got a few opportunities, but his shooting accuracy wasn't high. Several open shots clanked off the rim, failing to exploit the Bulldogs' 3-2 zone defense significantly.

38:42. The score difference was narrowed to 4 points.

But the ball didn't reach his hands. Curry appeared in front of Tonell and intercepted the pass!

But the ball didn't reach his hands. Curry appeared in front of Tonell and intercepted the pass!

He vaguely remembered seeing in his past life that Curry's first college game seemed to have been a poor performance as well.

By the end of the first half, Indiana trailed the Bulldogs 36:42, with the deficit narrowed to six points.

After speaking, he glanced triumphantly at Zhang Yu.

Moore arrived at the top of the arc and drove past Graves again. Graves tried his best to keep up, but the talent gap left him helpless. Mike Green had to step up to help defend, just as before.

"Ben, you're up. Replace AJ!"

Moore angrily waved his hand but dared not do too much. The referee was watching him intently. This was the Bulldogs' home court, and if Moore became too vocal or made excessive gestures, the referee wouldn't hesitate to give him a technical foul, letting him know what home-court advantage meant.

Moore reflexively lobbed the ball towards the free-throw line. Tonell was standing there, hand extended, waiting for the ball.

As the Bulldogs players looked at him, he raised his left hand, showing two fingers.

For the next few minutes, Curry was flustered under Moore's constant physical contact, committing several turnovers. Indiana, relying on Cole's off-ball movement, got a few opportunities, but his shooting accuracy wasn't high. Several open shots clanked off the rim, failing to exploit the Bulldogs' 3-2 zone defense significantly.

Curry was bumped twice by Moore's subtle, hidden moves. Annoyed, he waved his teammates away, deciding to take Moore on one

库里被摩尔隐蔽的小动作撞了两下,心中有些恼火,索性挥手示意队友散开,要单打摩尔.

但斗牛犬队仍旧是严格守3-2联防,丝毫不为所动,科尔很快就跑出了空隙,摩尔一直在注意他的位置,见状立马将球传了过去.

他不断变向,想要晃开摩尔,但摩尔沉下重心,根本不吃晃,脚步敏捷的来回移动,始终横亘在库里面前,而当库里想要强行从摩尔身侧冲过去的时候,他就经验老道的用手拉一下库里的球衣,让库里无法起速.

科尔不再单纯站在三分线外拉开空间,而是像一条泥鳅一样,开始灵活的跑位,汤内尔和沃兹都积极给科尔作掩护.

印州大球权,摩尔控球来到前场,面对斗牛犬队的联防,他像暂停之前一样,作势要突破,吸引到迈克格林的协防,却忽然把球往地上一砸,传给上提到罚球线的汤内尔,后者接球后顺势转身中投出手.

最终,库里只能在进攻时间走完之前仓促出手三分,但在摩尔的干扰下偏的很离谱.

"上半场打得不错,我们现在还领先着,但6分的优势很不保险,我需要你们下半场继续进攻,把分差扩大到15分以上,彻底击溃对手!我不希望把时间拖到最后几秒,印州大是一支韧性很强的球队,拖久了谁也不知道会发生什么."

回到更衣室,张瑜等球员们补充完水分,擦了擦汗,才开口说道:

"下半场继续这么打!科尔加强无球跑动,如果巴特勒那帮家伙再守联防,就投死他们!摩尔,你好好招待那个30号,给他好好上一课...那个中国人看来只从利克里特那里学会了联防这一招,根本不会做出调整,我们得帮一下巴特勒,让他们换一个靠谱的新教练,这场比赛一定要拿下!"

篮板球被卡住位置的汤内尔拿到,库里有些自责的摇了摇头,迅速回防.

篮板球被卡住位置的汤内尔拿到,库里有些自责的摇了摇头,迅速回防.

作为从小在黑人社区长大的孩子,摩尔对街头的小伎俩烂熟于心,用起来得心应手,让从来

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