The second half of the game gave people an illusion that they were watching a reversal.
As soon as John and Carl showed up, William and others felt something was wrong. According to the previous competition, Carl was a small forward, and John was a point guard. These two people should be the main attack; Sam was a ball controlling guard, Brain was the center, and Roland was a big forward. These three people were the assistant attack. XY High School's team's defense was always casual in the competition. Although sometimes it was not easy to grasp, it was not strong. Therefore, according to the past competition experience, as long as he could defend Carl and John well, it was highly possible for their ZZ High School to keep the lead in the second half.
But the problem was that this time, XY High School's team had changed their strategy. The five of them seemed to have deliberately blurred their division of labor. It was impossible to tell who was in charge of the main attack, assist and defense. As long as one of them got the ball, that person would instantly become a small forward, who only cared about attack, shooting, and points. During this period, the other four people would immediately react the moment that person got the ball, and tacitly completed the transformation of identity, filling in the vacancy of other positions
Clare's eyes widened at the scene outside the yard "What a mess! " Such a performance not only required the trust of other teammates, but also a strong tacit understanding and quick reaction ability. Otherwise, as long as a person made a mistake accidentally, it would affect the whole team's situation.
Vincent drank some water to suppress his nervousness. "I have no choice. This is the best way we can think of to deal with the iron triangle of ZZ High School. Although it's a little risky, at least it seems to work now. "
It did work.
Clare had to admit that.
The power of the iron triangle of ZZ High School could only be given play to when it was targeted. But it was obvious that the power of the iron triangle of ZZ High School was disrupted by XY High School. The number of the main attacking people changed from two to five at once. No matter how powerful the power of the iron triangle of ZZ High School was, it was not sure who would be the next one to get the ball to attack. It was obviously too difficult for three to five people.
The score was gradually flat. The five of XY High School's team were getting more and more skillful in the fight, while the previous leading one, ZZ High School, was playing more and more difficult at the moment. Without the advantage of defense, their attacking power could be even in the first half. Now it was John, Carl and the others, ZZ High School's attacking was a little weak
Clare read it quietly for a while, and then she realized something. She looked at Vincent sympathetically, "I see. You are the victim."
Hearing what she said, Vincent, who was drinking water, spat out a mouthful of water.
"How did you know?" He looked at Clare in surprise, as if he was looking at an alien creature from Mars.
How did she know?
Clare held her chin in her hands and watched the match on the court.
She guessed it while watching the competition. At this moment, this conjecture was confirmed by Vincent.
Clare couldn't help but feel crazy in her heart, 'they are so reckless!'!
The first half of the competition should be a bait, for two reasons. One was to paralyze the opponents and let them relax their vigilance; the other one was to let John and Carl outside the competition field see clearly what the current ZZ High School's iron triangle had changed compared to the previous competition, so that they could have time to deal with it. However, although it was a bait, it couldn't be too bad, or the fish wouldn't take the bait. Therefore, Vincent and Frank naturally became victims of the bait
Thinking of this, Clare suddenly wanted to dig a hole to bury herself. John and others set up a trap. They not only cheated their opponents, but also her. She thought she had found something wrong, so she ran to them and chatted with them. But they did it on purpose. It was so humiliating! ~~o(."gt;_."lt;)o~~
She asked Vincent, "Who came up with this idea?" It was too mean.
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