Basketball glory

"If you don't know how to handle the ball, just signal me to come and you can run into the open space."

Although Grant was out of breath, it wasn't time to leave yet, so he kept urging Anron.

"I see."

There was no extra time to communicate, the referee had already signaled to serve quickly.

Although most of the people in this stadium are prison guards and prisoners, there are still some people who have worked in sports before.

Calling a referee is not difficult.

Moreover, in a prison that advocates physical confrontation, there are not so many whistles, so many people who understand the rules can be competent.

"30 to 27, we are only 3 points behind and still have time to fight." An Ran thought silently in his mind.

In fact, in terms of book strength, there is indeed not much difference between the two parties.

However, the offensive end relied too much on Bowen Grant, which caused the two men's physical strength to decline in the last quarter, leading to a collapse.

This is already the most important reason for every failure.

However, due to limited training venues and time, Grant found many people who had a good feel for the ball, but none of them could achieve high-end combat effectiveness.

"As a point guard, moving the ball upfield is a big task."

As if to put some pressure on Enron, Martin's defense was very tight.

Want to interfere with Enron through personal contact.

"What the hell, do you really want to steal like this?" An Ran didn't panic when he got the ball.

After practicing dribbling for so long, I don't feel threatened at all when faced with this kind of pressing on the court.

As soon as we stopped together, we passed halftime smoothly.

"Haha, you don't know how I feel when I'm practicing dribbling in the crowd."

Standing outside the three-point line, looking at the first person he saw when he came to the prison, An Ran slowly spoke.

Seeing that his mouth seemed to be moving, the people watching the game below became uneasy.

"What's the situation? What is he doing?"

"It seemed like he was provoking Martin."

"Damn it, he's had enough."

In fact, the Martin in front of him thought the same way. He originally thought that this young man was a bit younger.

It's enough to blow him up yourself, there's no need to irritate him with trash talk.

You must know that players on the court often lose their minds because of the opponent's trash talk and make unreasonable choices.

"Okay, you will pay for your arrogance."

Seeing Martin taking the bait, An Ran was secretly happy.

Little did he know that Martin was also a veteran. How could he get distracted by a few words and only become more serious?

Once the ball is in your hands, there is no point in handing it over.

An Ran signaled Grant to play a pick-and-roll, and he quickly picked it up.

"The quality of this pick-and-roll is very good." An Ran felt it from the moment he established his position.

The huge body firmly blocked Martin behind him, making it almost impossible to get around.

Upon seeing this, the center of the prison guard team immediately decided to switch defense.

It is true that his reaction is quick, but how can the center keep up with the defender.

An Ran shook off the center with a single bow and went straight to the basket.

"Quick fix!"

Hearing the shouts from behind, An Ran didn't panic and increased her speed a little bit.

One step first, one step at a time. Just rely on defense to stop this ball.

I saw An Ran pick the basket, and the ball hit the net, stirring up the net.

"Beautiful, this breakthrough is very good. Simple and practical." Smith, who was sitting below watching, saw the first goal scored and waved his fist excitedly.

"There is no reason not to score. George, who was defending, just stretched out his hand. He is equivalent to the sky blue."

An Ran, who scored the first goal, seemed very excited. It seemed that his training was effective.

You know, training all the time but not seeing results will have a negative impact on everyone's motivation.

Although it was just one goal, it was a great recognition for the sweat left behind during the training.

Martin, on the other hand, had a calm look on his face and signaled his teammates to pull away so that he could play alone.

Seeing his posture, An Ran did not panic, but sank down.

Wait for his next move.

Singles play is one of the best ways to reflect personal abilities in the game.

You can only use it if you are extremely confident in yourself and believe that the other party can't guard against it.

Martin's arm muscles were fully exposed as the ball rose and fell. An Ran had no doubt that even if he was not out of position, he might have squeezed himself out of the way to score a breakthrough.

Martin continued to test with broken steps, and his forward leaning body gave people the feeling of breaking through at a very fast speed.

Like a cheetah, people can't figure out how he wants to break through.

In just a few seconds, An Ran experienced turbulent emotions inside.

His eyes were fixed on him, as if every defensive move was seen through by him.

The message "You can't guard me" is conveyed in the pupils.

Without any warning, Martin moved.

After dribbling at the hip, the ball reached his left hand, and his whole body flew out in a sprint.

"Such a start-up speed!" An Ran was shocked. The speed of this first step was probably much faster than even his own full strength.

And I am a twenty-year-old young man, he is obviously middle-aged.

Without any hesitation, An Ran took a step with her right foot based on instinct, and managed to keep up with his pace.

With a "bang" sound, Martin's right arm briefly came into contact with An Ran's chest.

An Ran, who had just followed, was pushed away half a step.

Knowing something was wrong, An Ran immediately controlled her body and wanted to lean in again.

After finally overcoming the inertia, An Ran could only see Martin calmly use his own rebound power to turn over and shoot a jumper.

Turning over slightly and leaning back, he looked like Kobe Bryant.

Knowing that there was no interference, An Ran still tried his best to stretch his arms, hoping to prevent the ball.

However, the ball missed the front basket and still went in.

Martin didn't say anything, just smiled.

"Damn it, it would have been better if I had followed earlier." An Ran thought to herself.

Deep down in his heart, he didn't want to admit that he really couldn't guard against Martin's current strength.

I have to use pick-and-rolls to get rid of him, but he can easily score on me alone.

It was the first time An Ran felt such crushing dominance on the court.

You must know that when he was in China, the level of football games in schools was far less intense than in the United States.

It wasn't until he came out that An Ran realized that even a random basketball boy on the street in the United States had basketball skills that were no weaker than those of sports students.

High school students in the United States can actually produce talented players who can play in the NBA, while the top stars of the CBA's leading teams cannot survive in the NBA.

For a moment, An Ran was a little panicked, fearing that because he couldn't match up with Martin, the whole game would be ruined.

In the next few rounds, both teams played more conservatively, and Martin did not choose to attack on his own.

An Ran, on the other hand, wants to get better shooting options through movement, rather than shooting randomly.

However, within a few minutes, I didn't get a good opportunity, so I didn't panic and take action.

"Martin is out!" Watching him walk off the field, a prison guard who was slightly taller than An Ran walked up, and An Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

The suppressed feeling just got a little better.