basketball never sleeps

Chapter 129 Why just mess around...

"Manu's exquisite breakthrough was blocked by Mo again, and he forced a layup... Unfortunately, it was a little worse. Coach D'Antoni's decision to replace Kobe with Manu was not a good decision. Mo's style was too restrained for Manu.

Already."

Looking at Ginobili's embarrassed smile on TV, Popovich let out a breath, shook his head with the glass, and then drank the wine in the glass before a double image appeared in front of him.

Popovich, who was born in the military, has no other hobbies except basketball. He just likes to drink when he has nothing to do. Especially when he feels pressure, he has to drink two cups. There are rumors that Popovich loves wine more than wine.

I love basketball. This may be an exaggeration, but it’s actually not that much different.

It is said that one year when the Spurs were not doing well, Duncan approached Popovich with a drink:

"Coach, the next round is about to begin. We will introduce hardware this year. Do you think it is feasible?"

Popovich calmly opened the bottle of wine, took out a glass, filled it with Duncan, and handed it over.

Looking at this scene blankly, he suddenly realized: "I understand, you mean, although our lineup is not very good, it seems that we are pissed in water, but other teams can still drink enough from them?"

Popovich rubbed his rosacea and smiled heartily: "What the hell, I mean just drink it and it'll be over. Once you're drunk, you won't have any worries anymore."

Dumb:o_o

Although many of these rumors are fabricated, it is no longer common for Popovich to drink when he is under pressure in the Spurs. He has done this before in the playoffs to get players to restrain themselves and end up drinking themselves.

matter.

The Spurs have no control over him. General Manager Barford has less say in the team than Popovich, the head coach, and the team owner is Popovich's drinking buddy.

Now that he drinks, he naturally feels pressure again.

I originally thought that after the Lakers dynasty fell apart, the Kings were in internal strife, the Mavericks generals were at odds (Cuban and Nelson broke up), and the Timberwolves fell like a meteor, we would finally be able to wait for the era of the Spurs.

Unexpectedly, the scattered core of the Lakers and Mavericks built buildings in the east and west so quickly.

The sun suddenly rises in accordance with the weather and has now become the Spurs' number one enemy. On the other side in the east, the Heat's rule can be felt across half of the United States.

The All-Stars are already starting to appear this time. With the close cooperation of the "Miami Gang" headed by the Heat's Big Three, the Western Conference can only resist by bringing in the Suns' three All-Stars.

What makes this old ghost even more uncomfortable is that both Duncan and Ginobili were defeated in head-to-head confrontations with the Heat.

There is a reason why D'Antoni would not use two people and did not arrange tactics for them, but it is more a failure in the competition of personal abilities.

He recalled the phone call he had made with Larry Brown some time ago.

"That Chinese guy? I admit that I underestimated him before. He is deep-minded and extremely despicable. Compared to that fool in Los Angeles, he is more like a poisonous snake. Do you understand? You must not compete with him.

Relax your vigilance, and if you want to take action, don't leave a chance to fight back."

"Okay, I understand, but didn't you say before that you wanted to teach him a lesson yourself?"

There was a long sigh from the other end of the phone after a moment of silence.

"Dolan from the Big Apple called me a while ago. Wilkens can't handle that mess in New York and plans to retire. If I get there, I will, but in Detroit, those two little bastards

His departure had a big impact on me."

"Think about it, those kids in New York are much more difficult to deal with than the mechanics in Detroit." Popovich frowned and then relaxed. Larry Brown's departure from Detroit is also a good thing for the Spurs.

Good news.

This season, he regards the Pistons as his main imaginary opponent in the Finals.

"Haha, don't worry, how can they be so bad? I'm old and I have to earn some pension money."

He rubbed his slightly drunken and red cheeks, and when he looked at the score at the bottom of the screen in front of him, the score difference between the two teams on the field had already widened to 10 points.

And when he turned his attention to the court, Mo Wen was leaning on Kobe, performing a post-up shot from the mid-range.

"Boy, you can't do this. Your butt looks big, but it doesn't have any energy at all. I heard that you don't have a girlfriend yet. Are you a member of one of those clubs?"

Kobe was talking trash while gasping for breath because of the pain in his body.

"Don't scream. Believe it or not, I will report to the referee later that you have a needle in your underwear. If it weren't for such a little thing poking me, I wouldn't have done it casually?" Mo Wen said calmly with cold eyes.

"Hiding the needle? Where did I hide the needle? Don't slander me!" Kobe didn't react for a while and even looked down to confirm.

"Pfft~"

Nash next to him almost laughed out loud when he heard this.

After all, he was the father of his child. After thinking about it for a moment, Kobe reacted quickly. Kobe, who realized that he was being teased, stared at Mo Wen in anger and wanted to cause trouble for Mo Wen, but he didn't want to rely on his Mo Wen.

Wen did not turn around or pass the ball because of his pressure, but made an action that no one expected.

He made a confrontational push with one hand, and grabbed the ball with one hand over his head with the other hand, as if to shoot.

In the studio, Buckley was still drinking water while Kenny Smith was explaining. But after seeing Mo Wen's actions the next second, he almost sprayed the water on the camera in front of him.

Fortunately, he held it in at the last moment and turned around to spray it on Kenny Smith's face.

"What the hell?"

"SKYHOOK?"

Lord Ba slapped the table and stood up, looking at the scene in front of him and saying with some uncertainty.

Kenny Smith wiped his face, clenched his fists and glanced at Barkley's cotton belly. He gave up on retaliating with force and just patted the water from his face onto Ba Pang's suit, and then said viciously.

"I swear, if this sky hook wasn't exciting enough, I would definitely challenge you to a fight as soon as I get off work."

"Oh hoho, Kenny, I'm sorry, I didn't notice you. Well, you should be able to understand, skyhook, this is a skyhook. Mo just used a skyhook in the middle distance, exactly the same as Kareem Abdul-Jabbar...

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Buckley quickly apologized to Kenny Smith, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it to Kenny Smith.

But his eyes still stayed on the screen in front of him, which was back to the scene just now.

It was still in the mid-range position, and no one believed that Mo Wen would turn sideways and shoot from that place.

Anyone who often watches Mo Wenqiu knows that he will not take action unless there is a good opportunity, so everyone thought that Mo Wen was going to show off his elegant inside dance moves or lob the ball to the inside, but Mo Wen did not stop the raising of his arms.

, he even kicked off the ground and jumped slightly on tiptoes, and then the basketball fell away from his hand in the air.

Passed the ball?

The passing angle is a bit high...

Kobe was still frowning, but when he turned his head, he didn't see the shark jumping into the water, but saw the net splashing.

"What's all the fuss about, is Sky Hook difficult? Believe it or not, I can do it too." Kenny Smith wiped his face with a tissue and said vaguely.

"You really know how to do that?" Barkley looked at his old partner suspiciously. Although he and Kenny Smith had not played on the same team at the same time, they were from the same era. Why didn't he know that the old guy was still like this?

A unique skill?

"Of course I can, I just can't throw it accurately." Kenny Smith said proudly.

Buckley: Do you think you are funny?

After wiping his face, Kenny Smith suddenly smelled a strange smell. After sniffing the air, he realized that the smell seemed to come from the tissues that Buckley had just given him.

"Charles, where did you get the tissues?"

"This...I remembered, this is what I use to wipe my saliva after taking a nap." Buckley patted his head and said with a smirk at Kenny.

Kenny Smith looked at the tissue paper on his hand that was somewhat stained with yellow, and gestured to the director behind the camera.

"Steven, I think you should recruit two more commentators. Because, I want to die with Charles!!!"

The commentary room was very lively, and the atmosphere on the court also became agitated because of Mo Wen's shot.

"How did you do it?"

After Zai Mowen showed the sky hook again, Kobe's abnormal eyes became even more intense.

"Look at Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's video and practice it... you will get it. Is this difficult?"

Mo Wen tilted his head.

Wade's mouth on one side grinned to both sides, his expression just like the "Sweating Soybeans" emoticon.

Here it comes, here it comes, this bastard is here again, I knew it!

In front of the TV, Popovich felt that he was hallucinating. He didn't know whether it was because he drank too much or because his eyesight was declining.

He actually saw Mo Wen score consecutive goals with sky hooks from mid-range.

If you don't accept it, let's just drink this for today's small drink. After one more drink, he will take it seriously.

Mo Wen had not shown this Sky Hook before, not because he deliberately kept it, but because it was not a particularly mature technique.

Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's unsolvable sky hook still has a lot to do with his own physical talent. Just like the similarly lost fingertip pick, it has great limitations.

Many of the stunts in ancient times were practiced blindly by players based on their personal physical conditions and feelings during normal game training before basketball was fully developed.

The universality is relatively poor. The benefits of ordinary players practicing this so-called stunt are far less efficient than normal shooting, so it has gradually been lost.

Mo Wen means that when he encounters low-level dungeons and feels bored, he will deliberately change his life and practice these things.

Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's skyhook is known as the most difficult scoring method in the league to defend. It was developed earlier than the fingertip basket, but it is really too difficult.

The feel, direction, standard of movement, and coordination of the whole body, although it is just a seemingly simple shooting movement, there are too many things involved to ensure the hit rate.

He has been practicing for half a year, and he is far from reaching the level of Kareem Abdul-Jabbar who can score the ball despite confrontation and ignoring the defense.

That is, occasionally show off on occasions like the All-Stars.

After scoring two goals, the Eastern Conference intended to let Mo Wen continue to perform, but then the two skyhooks were defeated by Kobe's serious defense.

Everyone was disappointed and relieved at the same time.

It seems that Mo Wen's Sky Hook is only a little stronger than it appears, otherwise anyone who defends Mo Wen in the future will be blinded.

However, although most people breathed a sigh of relief, there were still those smart ones who were still staring at Mo Wen.

"Yao, do you have a good relationship with Mo? When the game is over, will you invite him to have a meal with us?" Deng Dada took the initiative to socialize in a rare way.

Dayao's eyes flashed and he understood that Deng Daidai was a drunkard and did not care about drinking.

Although Mo Wen's move doesn't look mature yet, but it is applied to Mo Wen himself. If it is applied to a group of tall inside players like them, then maybe the sky hook can really be reproduced.

"I guess he doesn't have time to eat. He told me before that he would hold a sneaker launch conference after the game, and then hold a party or something. How about you come with me later and have fun."

Yao Yao was not stingy. Kareem Abdul-Jabbar taught the sky hook in countless academies over the years. He also studied with the old man for more than a month, and finally mastered the hook under the basket.

He didn't believe that Mo Wentiantianpiao, who played from the outside, could really master this unique skill.

The impact of the reappearance of the stunt lasted for a while and then cooled down as Mo Wen missed the shot.

Although the Denver fans kept cheering for the Western Conference team and wanted to keep the championship in the Western Conference, the Eastern Conference played too steadily under Mo Wen's organization.

The East and West teams maintained a 10-point difference until the end.

West 120:130 East.

Everyone in the Eastern Conference shot relatively evenly. Mo Wen had 15 points and 12 assists, Wade had 16 points and 2 assists, Iverson had 18 points, 4 rebounds and 5 assists, James had 14 points, 7 rebounds and 7 assists, and O'Brien had 17 points and 10 rebounds;

Faced with this kind of data, everyone is very confused. Everyone has their highlight moments, but the data is still so average.

For the first time, the voting media felt powerful.

Because everyone's performance is average, no matter who you vote for, it may be controversial, and no matter who you vote for, it may be justified.

Mo Wen was dumbfounded when Stern read out his name. He thought it would be Iverson or O'Neal who had better statistics and more seniority.

ha?

I never expected that my first personal honor in life would come so suddenly.

He obviously wanted to come here to have some fun, so why did he become AMVP?

The media who voted were also a little confused.

They felt that Mo Wen left a deep impression on them. Considering that Mo Wen was Chinese, he should have received relatively few votes, so they may have voted for him with the intention of causing trouble. However, they did not expect that everyone thought so.

of.

Mo Wen's vote was directly higher than that of O'Neal who was in second place.

Nike's public relations manager also didn't expect Mo Wen to compete for AMVP, and was still upset that he didn't do public relations in advance.

It turns out...well, yes, he actually worked in public relations.

I'll go back to the finance department and report back.

After recovering, everyone looked through the data records and discovered that Mo Wen seemed to be the first AMVP for an international player in history.

This...is a good choice.

Don’t worry about selling the newspapers tomorrow!

(End of chapter)