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Volume 2: NBA Situation Chapter 37 Pressed on the bench?

Judging from what Anthony did, there must be some secret between him and Smith, otherwise Anthony would never be as out of control as he was just now.

A superstar who has been in the league for more than ten years must have his own story.

Fizdale arrived relatively late and did not catch Anthony coming to the locker room. Seeing that everyone was not chatting and preparing for the next game one by one, he felt that his heart, which was about to explode with anger yesterday, finally calmed down a little.

"Today we are still starting with the regular lineup, Kevin Garnett, Ennis, Conley, Jamaal Green and Harrison. Just follow the plan. The pressure on the forward line may be greater. Both Anthony and Porginis are

It’s very difficult.”

Fizdale turned his attention to Anron and Baldwin, then turned his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Baldwin and Carter should pay attention to sharing the starting pressure. When Anron comes to play in the second team, he must continue to add firepower."

Hearing the coach's words, An Ran's heart froze, but Baldwin was ecstatic and seemed very satisfied with the arrangement.

Sharing the starting pressure means that they are likely to have time to play in the first quarter, and if Anron and Randolph play in the second team, they will only face the opposite substitutes.

Although the pressure will be much less, An Ran knows that it is a pity not to be able to face off against top point guards. If he plays with the second team in the long run, there will definitely not be much to learn.

An Ran sighed, a little unwilling to accept that despite playing so well in the first game, he was still not in the eyes of the coach.

"Why, you're not happy playing ball with me." Randolph grinned and sat next to An Ran. Randolph knew his mood clearly.

An Ran pretended to be fine, but there was no way she could hide it from Randolph.

"Isn't it normal to be put on the bench? There are many players who can't even play in the rotation. Just be content. And the coach will definitely let you play in regular time. For a second-round pick, this is not bad."

Randolph's tone made An Ran very uncomfortable. In the past, whether he was in the Shandong team or the national team, his tactical status was not low, and the team still had the second and third scoring points.

Although he is not reduced to a water cooler player in the Grizzlies, he can only compete with some substitutes on the bench, which is really disappointing.

An Ran's expression remained unchanged, and she just said lightly: "The gap is just a bit big. I will adjust my mentality after a while."

Randolph laughed, patted An Ran's shoulder with his big hand and said: "This is the best basketball league in the world. Even the substitutes among the substitutes have many shining points. If you defeat them all first, you can advance to the next step."

stage."

Randolph walked away, leaving An Ran alone to ponder. If he really defeated all these substitutes, his status on the court would definitely improve. Baldwin's ability is not much better than his own, he is just a first-round pick.

It's just a head, so I have more rotations than myself.

If you can get good data and show your true strength, you might not be able to impress the coach.

Enron knew that Stackhouse was very optimistic about him, and with Randolph on the second team, he had more room to play.

Thinking about it this way, An Ran felt a lot happier. He took the time to warm up. He would have to pick up the ball for the main players after the match, so he might not have enough time to move around.

In Seoul, South Korea, Park So-yeon, who has been in front of the TV early in the morning, still doesn't know much about basketball. She and Bao-lam are both blind to the game. However, Bao-lam's basketball knowledge has increased rapidly recently, and So-yeon will ask her if she doesn't understand.

"Soyeon Ouni, why do you only watch this team's games? Oh~ I understand, because An Ran is in this team."

Soyan was a little embarrassed, her pretty little face seemed a little embarrassed, and she could only quickly change the topic when she saw Baolan's smiling expression.

"This is my hobby, you know, my hobby is to exercise." Suyan shouted confidently.

When Baolan saw her straightening up, she grabbed a lump of fat on her chest and muttered, "Okay, didn't you say you're not allowed to stick out your breasts in front of me?"

Soyan quickly pushed her little hand away and turned around to fight back.

"Humph, what can you do if you just stick out your chest?" Su Yan grabbed Bao Lan's collar, looking like a pig brother.

"Oh, you little pervert, you can't stand it anymore, stay away from me."

Bao Lan broke away from her encirclement and was able to open up some space. A pair of small white rabbits on her chest trembled slightly. Although they were not as impressive as Su Yan's, they were beginning to take shape.

Su Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Bao Lan was no longer entangled in this matter, her eyes focused on the TV again, eager to capture An Ran's picture.

Fifteen minutes before the game started, the Madison Square Garden Arena was already overcrowded. The 19,000 seats were already full. Looking over the field, no more than one-tenth of the seats were empty.

It was Enron's first time playing in an away game in such a big stadium, and she could feel the difference in the atmosphere as soon as she came out.

In the CBA, some home teams only have attendance of two to three thousand people, and the momentum they create is completely different from that here.

Although the Knicks are not the home court of the Devils, the atmosphere at the scene is very enthusiastic. There is no doubt that it is very difficult to win a victory in such a big arena.

In Memphis, there are fans who support you. They will applaud when you are behind, and they will boo when your opponent is on the rise. This kind of home cheering effect is very obvious.

But now, when these favorable conditions point to the Knicks, Anron feels that his confidence is not that strong anymore. It seems that this mentality needs to be strengthened.

Randolph was concentrating on connecting shots, and Baldwin was very happy to pick up the ball for him. Originally, this job should be safe, and it was not easy to steal it.

"An, can you help me press my legs?" Gasol said coldly, but the tone of request rather than order made An Ran feel much better.

An Ran thought to himself that this is what a rookie should do.

I just played one game, and luckily I performed well, but I was so ambitious that I wanted to be in the starting lineup. I really thought too much.

So what if Anthony is provocative? He and I are not on the same level now. We can get angry when we get angry, and we don't need Ennis to confront him.

An Ran figured this out and felt much better. Now, as Randolph said, he must first seize every bit of time on the court and play to his own advantage.

Helping Gasol press his calf, An Ran asked tentatively: "Mark, how do you think I should play this game? I'm a little confused now."

Marc Gasol, who was doing his best to stretch his muscles, paused when he heard An Ran's words, and looked at An Ran squarely, as if he was looking into a person's soul.

Gasol chuckled and said, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Seeing that he was still joking just before the game started, An Ran couldn't help laughing, so she said, "Of course I'm telling the truth."

Then I heard him say: "I'm not very familiar with the Knicks. Their substitutes are not very strong, so you can rest assured."

Glancing at Anthony, who was warming up early, Gasol smiled slightly: "For your game, I predict that you will probably play in the second half of the second quarter and the second half of the third quarter. The starting and core players will

When a substitute plays for more than one quarter, someone needs to step up from the bench at that time, and when you come on in the second half of the third quarter, it is to preserve energy for the main team to play in the fourth quarter."

Seeing An Ran's slight nod, Gasol responded with a smile. He felt the atmosphere in the venue became warm and knew that the kickoff was not far away, so he was ready to practice shooting.

When he stood up, Gasol said: "The Knicks' starting lineup is really strong. If we perform stably, we are likely to fall into a fierce battle and fall behind by a big score. Anthony and Rose are both very capable of scoring.

This is when someone from the bench needs to step up."

Gasol glanced at An Ran and then at Randolph, who was still practicing shooting. The meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

Portland, USA

At the NIKE company headquarters, two elderly people with half-white hair were quietly waiting for the analysis of the staff in front.

There are more than a dozen big screens with all the camera capture pictures of An Ran from the previous game.

Although the entire picture screenshot is very blurry during high-speed movement, you can still vaguely see the sneakers An Ran wears after zooming in.

"How is it? You haven't seen it yet? Isn't it obvious?" One of the old people said unhappily, very dissatisfied with their efficiency.

"Manager, it is indeed obvious that they are not our Nike or AJ series of sneakers. We can initially judge that these are Adidas series models, but we are not sure which model yet."

A staff member wearing a green uniform said, his face was a little embarrassed, and he was uncomfortable with the doubts about his professional ability.

But the old man in front of him didn't care at all about how angry he was. What he was thinking about was that he couldn't even do market research well, so how could he earn such a high salary?

I could tell at a glance that this was not a Nike brand. Although none of the photos showed the sneaker logo, this model should have been clearly remembered in my mind.

"The problem now is not to find out what model he is wearing, but to find out why he did not sign with Adidas, but is wearing Adidas sneakers!" The white-haired old man stood up with a loud sound, and he did not look like an old man at all.

In the United States, which is good at taking care of itself, this body frame is even less impressive than that of ordinary middle-aged people.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll make arrangements right away!" A middle-aged man who had been standing behind the old man quickly supported him, for fear that he would do something.

"Hurry, take a photo of his sneakers in today's game, and make sure to figure this out!"

After all the people around him dispersed, the old man sat down on the chair slumpedly, thinking of the Chinese giant Yao Ming, and sighed.

"If it hadn't been for the stupid things he did back then, where would Adi be able to challenge our authority now?"

The old man sighed again. He felt extremely regretful when he thought that with the acquisition of Reebok, which Yao Ming signed, Adidas would be rejuvenated in the 21st century, and would even have the courage to challenge Nike as the world's number one sports brand.

"Hey, you really don't understand. China is different from the past. China is too powerful now."

The old man closed his eyes helplessly, seeming to be thinking about how much energy this only Chinese person could stir up in the NBA.

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