basketball never sleeps

Chapter 215: Digging out the heart and lungs

Author: I feel restless while bathing

Chapter 215: Digging out the heart and lungs

Dong Dong——

"Sister, sister, are you in there?"

A crisp sound came from outside the room.

The little beauty's eyelids twitched lazily, and she opened her eyes in confusion.

The midday sun, even if it only peeked through the cracks in the curtains, gave an overview of the scene in the room.

The man who was sleeping next to her woke up faster than she did.

Seeing that the beautiful lady next to him was awake, Mo Wen stretched out his hand and scratched her chin, lifted up the thin blanket, got out of bed, opened the curtains halfway and pushed open the window, letting in the sunlight and the not-so-far sea breeze, and cleaned the room.

The smell inside.

"What time is it, dear."

Little Catherine squinted her eyes and her voice was a little hoarse.

"It's almost 10 o'clock."

After a brief period of confusion, both of them regained their energy.

Damn it, they both have something to do this morning!

Little Catherine was going to work with Wade's wife to choose an engagement wedding dress for Haslem's girlfriend, while Mo Wen was going to the airport to see off Dayao, who was about to return to China.

Good news: neither of them missed the date;

Bad news: The good news is about to expire.

Christina arrived at the right time. Mo Wen got dressed in a few moments and gave Catherine a good morning kiss that smelled like mouthwash. Then she took over the task of evaluating whether Catherine's clothes looked good or not.

A phone call activated the bodyguard and driver on standby, and Mo Wen finally arrived at the airport in time.

"Tsk, tsk, you kid, did you go crazy again last night? You are still young, but this is a critical moment in the playoffs, you have to be more restrained." Dayao smiled narrowly and winked at Mo Wen.

"I'm going to you, I just went back to the cage and slept. If Xiaowei and the others weren't here, labor and management would have given you a call. Believe it or not?" Mo Wen's body was not weak, and his heart was not weak either.

Little Catherine had a rare blast last night, but with her thin arms and legs, no matter how much she explodes, her fighting ability is at most the same as that of Big Catherine, and she can't force Mo with all her strength. To put it another way, if Little Mo comes out with all his strength, he will still be weak.

Mo.

"How dare you send me away? Labor and management are the captains of this year's team. Be careful as I put on small shoes for you."

Dayao doesn’t know when he learned to twist his mouth, but it’s a pity that there are no reporters around, otherwise the meme library that is meager these days could be updated again.

"Captain? Oh, you should think about how to get out of the group stage. I agreed before that I will not appear until after the group stage. If you invite me there in advance because you lose too badly, don't blame me for not giving it to you.

Save face."

Mo Wen didn't consider spending time returning to China to train and play in the summer. He had a lot of things to do in the summer, including changing teams, buying a house, moving, and traveling on vacation...

He does not work hard to play basketball every day just to enjoy a good life when he retires in the future.

Furthermore, as the host of the 2008 Olympic Games, China naturally has a quota. Not counting this benefit, Dazhi led the Chinese team to win the Asian Championships last summer and secured a quota.

but……

As the top player in the country, Mo Wen naturally has to make sacrifices while enjoying the dividends. A bronze medal is not enough for him to rest on his credit book.

To say the least, as the number one player in the domestic sports world, it is a bit embarrassing that he has never had a national honor of sufficient weight to decorate his appearance.

After collecting too many trophies and rings, Mo Wen also wanted to get some gold to wear.

Besides, if he remembered correctly, Meng Qi this year was led by Xinke's "MVP", and their strength... was also quite strong.

However, the strength of Mengqi is not reflected in their playing ability, but in the fact that they forced out the strongest Mengqi team.

Mo Wen communicated with Harris and made a compromise, leaving the opportunity to train in the group stage to his teammates, and he would take over the harvest after the group stage and the high-end round.

As for the previous training camp, Mo Wen just wanted to announce a minor injury symbolically. His ability as a top point guard has been proven before. Harris also teased Mo Wen for not coming, otherwise it would be like a big injury for him.

Like Fan, I don’t have any gaming experience, and I gained weight just eating meat every day in China.

"Who are you looking down on? Do you really think that without you, Mo Butcher, we wouldn't be able to eat pigs with hair on them? You're still worried about 6 going into 4 in the group stage. Hey, are you looking down on me or Harris?"

Dayao rolled his eyes. The bronze medal in the previous Olympic Games also boosted his confidence. He is stronger than the NBA in the fiba rules.

Due to the influence of Mo Wen, the current Chinese team has started studying abroad in advance. Coupled with the introduction of a more scientific training system, the strength of players studying abroad has improved and is much better than the national team in history.

Mo Wen smiled and shook his head. He did not agree with Dayao's words, but he did not refute it either.

The national team has become stronger, but in history, the Chinese team did not even make it to the quarterfinals in this year's World Championships. Without Wang Shipeng's [really blown-of-a-lifetime buzzer beater], the Chinese team might not have even made it out of the group stage.

.

Fiba, who can decide life and death in a single game, has no absolute strength and will not be able to secure a victory. There is no guarantee that he will really put out the fire.

After seeing Dayao on the plane, Arab League, Sun Yue, and Tang Zhengdong, who were also on the national team roster, did not follow him back.

With the help of their agents, several of them have started training all over the United States.

Next year and the next year, there may be more Chinese presence on the NBA court.

Counting Dazhi who returned early, the coming period should be the happiest time for domestic fans.

In the more distant future, it may depend on whether more talents will emerge in this time and space with a stronger basketball atmosphere.

…

Return home.

The Schwarzenegger sisters were dazzled by looking at wedding dresses with their fat fiancée on the shopping street, and they may not be able to come back for a while.

After lunch, Mo Wen walked on the treadmill to eat while thinking about how to spend the afternoon.

The Heat's second round ended too early, and the interval between the two rounds was as good as the National Day with added seasoning.

It is impossible for a veteran team to do extra training. They can only do extra training every other day to maintain their condition.

The Heat don't need any changes now, they just need to stay healthy.

Click——

The door to the fitness room was suddenly locked.

Mo Wen looked back...Elder Catherine and Ruth, who were wearing yoga clothes, passed by him as if there was no one else around, walked all the way to the yoga room at the end, and gently pulled down the blinds.

Hey, I haven’t practiced physical fitness for a long time...ah, it’s yoga. Why don’t you just do some exercise this afternoon?

…

"Hell, why are there so many? Miss Schwarzenegger doesn't just think of you as a big teddy bear these days, right?"

Mo Wen held the steering wheel steady, puffed out a cigarette and smiled.

Little Catherine really worked hard last night.

When he was free two days ago, Humanman sent him a bunch of scripts. Many film companies took a fancy to his "potential acting ability" (traffic) and sent him invitations one after another, wanting to follow him during the offseason.

Don’t listen to cooperation.

It is not uncommon for stars to make movies these days. Kobe Bryant, who was fishing some time ago, recently appeared in a Hollywood studio with a smile and played an NPC in a comic-book TV series "Raiders of the Lost Ark".

Catherine, who is committed to becoming a female writer, naturally took on the review work.

As a result, there was one script among these scripts - a romance film, with passionate scenes, and the title of the movie was - "My Dead Jealous Girlfriend".

As for the plot, the title of the movie already roughly outlines the theme and plot.

Perhaps out of sympathy for the unlucky "Dead Girlfriend" in the movie, Catherine once again tried to challenge her own limits and hollow out Mo Wen.

However, facts have proven that no matter how deep the paddy field is, it cannot withstand the heavy agricultural machinery.

"Oh, please slow down, Ruth is hurt by you!"

…

"What's the big deal? It's just that we didn't win a game and lost 20 points every game. Didn't you expect that before? You don't really dream about winning a game, do you?"

"What are you pretending to be? Come quickly, there are so many pretty girls in those old places recently...ah what, Savannah (Zhan's wife) is next to you? Hahaha..."

"Savanna, can you help me mail LeBron's strip club gold card?!"

"It's the one with the Cabaret lady and the concert hall on it..."

beep--

Melon looked at the hung up phone and was not angry. Instead, he smiled proudly.

MVP?

It's not like he was toyed with and applauded.

Milicic and Bosh moved their butts away from him in a tacit understanding when they saw this scene.

Who the heck said that those who are gangsters must be loyal.

Others have dark skin at most, but this guy's dark skin has probably penetrated into his bones.

Anthony didn't notice the two people's reactions, picked up the handle, and motioned for the two to continue.

Mo Wen and Wade didn't come out to prepare for the Eastern Conference Finals. Ajan immediately "turned to the enemy" as soon as he was swept badly. Even Mowejan was not around. He was the most successful person in the small group.

"Do you two have any plans later?" Melon's eyes flashed slightly and he asked nonchalantly.

"I'm just practicing, what else can I do?" Milicic said naturally.

"I'm talking about the future, not the holidays." Anthony shook his head, "My team has begun to contact my agent. Our first-round contract is about to expire. It's time to discuss early renewal.

."

He was very greedy for these two guys in front of him.

When it comes to inside threats, the traditional power center is definitely still at the T0 level, but the only one in the entire league who can firmly inherit the name of the traditional power center is Yao, and taking a step back, there are Duncan, Hard, Brand, Jia Sao and the like.

Insiders with mature low-post skills are undoubtedly T1 level. Although their performance at the basket is not as tough as traditional big centers, they can still be used when needed.

And Bosh and Milicic are about to join this ranks.

Although Camby and Martin of the Nuggets are also indispensable insiders, neither brother has much ability to initiate offense independently in the low post.

"Renew the contract when it's time to renew. The Bird clause is there. Except for Mo and LeBron, our contracts should all be of approximately the same amount."

Bosh said calmly.

"Aren't you anxious if the team's record can't improve?" Anthony asked in surprise.

"I've made it on my own, so there's nothing to be anxious about. Practice slowly, and when your strength improves, you'll be able to turn around one day." He suffered a loss in the Raptors in the past few seasons, and was enlightened by a psychiatrist every day. Bosh's thoughts

The realm has also improved a lot.

"I have a ring, I can make money, everything else doesn't matter." Milicic shook his finger beside him, showing the ring in the void.

"Damn it, you have the nerve to tell me about the stolen ring?"

"I have a ring." Milicic did not defend, or his tone was one of disdain to defend.

"Hmph, it's just a substitute ring." Melon said harshly.

"I have a ring."

"Fake, what else can you say besides this?" Melon's defense was a bit broken.

"I reached the second round last year and even played in the tiebreaker."

"That means there is thunder, otherwise it would be up to you——?"

"I've never been beaten by 58 points."

"..."

"MD, labor and management will kill you even if we both die today!"

Cups and plates are in a mess, things are turned upside down, chickens and eggs are flying, and the clouds and rain are beginning to stop...

As Anthony took advantage of the situation and begged for mercy, everything returned to tranquility.

"Haven't any of you ever considered changing teams?"

Anthony sat on the floor leaning against the sofa, looking at the ceiling blankly.

"Forget it, if you want to recruit us, you don't even know where Denver is." In fact, Bosh knew Anthony's thoughts from the beginning.

But Denver's location is not as good as Cleveland's to some extent.

After all, Cleveland is in the Great Lakes region and takes seven hours to get to New York on the highway, but Denver is the most inland city among all NBA teams.

Young people cannot enter Sichuan, and old people cannot leave the country. No matter who they are, few young people will take the initiative to rush inland, let alone in this country built on sea power.

"Aren't you afraid of losing forever?"

Bosh raised his eyebrows, "Dwyane can do it, LeBron can do it, why can't we?"

"You don't understand. It's been three years, three years in a row, just relying on myself. Do you know how tiring it is? Relying on personal strength, it's useless no matter how well you perform. Dwyane can't do it without Odom and Grant.

Can’t get out of the first round, LeBron can’t even make the playoffs without Redd…”

Anthony's face was full of disappointment.

Making the playoffs three times in three years is considered a success for a rookie, but happiness often depends on comparison.

Mo Wen is about to win 3 championships, Wade is about to win 2 championships, and James is the MVP...

Anthony was very ambitious. As a young and successful man, he always believed that he was the best. However, when he saw that his peers surpassed him one after another, and even left him far behind.

The torture and pain caused by the huge psychological gap was really not the slightest bit.

The contrast between the Heat's easy success and the difficult and heartbreaking failure he experienced made him doubt himself several times.

You said success is really that difficult?

…

"Cowboys Showdown in the Western Conference, Who is the Real Cowboy, Arizona or Dallas?"

"When we gather together, we are like a bunch of shit, when we gather together, we are like a starry sky - Nowitzki, Nash, or Finley, who is responsible for the fall of the Mavericks?"

"Experts predict that the Suns' winning rate in the Finals is 20% higher than the Mavericks. This is the golden age of point guards!"

"Kidd, Marbury, Peja, and many other big-name players have expressed their desire to become members of the Heat dynasty!"

"NCAA three-point champion Redick showed off his assist ability during a tryout, and his draft expectations have been adjusted to the top three. Will he be the next Mo?"

Entering the conference semifinals, there are fewer games, but the outside world's attention to the NBA is increasing day by day.

However, among all the newspapers and magazines, there is one team that seems to have been ignored.

"Hell, have we made it to the Eastern Conference Finals? Why can't we find any reports about the Pistons?"

In the hotel in Miami, Rashid looked at the newspapers and magazines in front of him. There was obviously no report saying that they were not, but for some reason he always felt more and more depressed and more and more irritable.

Billups picked up a newspaper casually, and when he opened it, he was almost stunned at first glance.

"The Heat are inviting submissions to design the championship ring of your imagination, and the top three in the final selection will receive a front-row ticket package for the finals!"

In the eyes of some media, this series has actually ended before it even begins.

Even if some media express expectations for them, they are only looking forward to how many games they can last.

The Pistons have won 64 games in the regular season this season. Looking at the entire history of the NBA, they can also rank in the top 20 (tied). In other years, they would be the favorite to win the championship.

But this year, what stands in front of them is the 75-win Heat.

After 8 playoff games, the Heat's average point difference per game is nearly double that of the regular season.

The most optimistic Detroit media only hopes that the Pistons can delay the series and then rely on the physical advantages of their prime players to create miracles.

In a recent ESPN expert poll, none of the six guests and five columnists were optimistic about the Pistons' victory in this series.

The reason is also unclear——

The Pistons' victory in the regular season was won by their sharp offense, but in this year's playoffs, especially in the second round, they gave up the offense they had practiced all season and started playing defense again.

Although they still won in the end, if they want to rely on the offensive and defensive level they showed in the second round to compete with the Heat, who may be the best team in history... they should go to bed early.

"Seriously, you are pretty good. You have made it to the Eastern Conference Finals for three consecutive years. You should be satisfied."

It was night, in a bar in Miami, Mo Wen raised a glass to comfort some old friends.

"The world is fair. Although you lost the chance to advance, you got a vacation."

"As you know, everyone has the right to be happy, but only a few people have the ability to be happy. Think about it, have you been happy along the way?"

"Really, you listen to me and just be open-minded. Apart from the Mexican gangsters and me, no one will care about you these days."

Mo Wen tried to influence these old teammates with sincerity, but all he received in response were the old punches and dirty words from these bastards.

On May 23, the Heat and Pistons took the lead in the Eastern Conference Finals.

A fight in every sense of the word.

From the first quarter, under the management of three inactive referees, the two teams started a fierce confrontation from the jump ball.

Why didn't Sanders' offensive tactics work in the playoffs?

It's because he misjudged the intensity of competition in the Eastern Conference playoffs.

Those so-called exquisite offensive tactics are all based on having room for execution.

In the early 10 years of this century, the theme of the east was always the grinding ground.

And if there are too many positional battles, the whistle will naturally become looser.

After all, once you fall into the position, the game will definitely be full of all kinds of confrontations. If the penalty is blown according to the standard rule book, the referee will just weld the whistle to his mouth and breathe through the whistle.

Once the confrontation escalates, those so-called tactics can only be subtracted.

"Hey, on the first ball, O'Neal and Rasheed were fighting together. It seems that the Pistons are still using last year's strategy. They will come up with their signature fierce defense. At this time, the Heat will

How did the referee respond? In last year's Eastern Conference Finals, if I remember correctly, there were about 30 whistles and more than 40 free throws."

"The two sides were really angry in that game. The referee in charge of that game looked a little exaggerated, but he couldn't help himself. If he hadn't been in the middle and whistled the penalty, the two sides might have started fighting long ago!"

"Walker was knocked down, and the referee didn't express anything. It seems that they still thought it was a normal intensity of confrontation. Ha, then today's game was good to watch."

"Billups fell down several times today. I don't know why. Every time the defensive intensity increases, the defensive players will always fall down inexplicably."

"Hamilton was running along the baseline. Prince received the ball. Did he break through two steps to take a shot? No, it was a feint. Hamilton received the ball and Wade suddenly came around...it was a steal."

"Pass, run, pass, run... it's too bad, the Pistons left the corner open again."

"Walker's pressure-free three-pointer hit the net, and it was time for the Pistons to call timeout again. They were clamoring for tactics but failed to do so. Instead, the Heat, who have always claimed that they relied solely on the personal strength of their stars, did so during this period.

Pretty good.”

"The first quarter is over, 33:24, the Heat are temporarily leading by 9 points,"

(End of chapter)