Basketball's most talented forward is on the left

Time is a key, it can answer all questions.

The spring of 2003 came earlier than before. Spring in Harlem was as always, with the inherent chill of spring, but this did not stop the enthusiasm of basketball people.

The camera zoomed in, and enthusiastic and idle people could be seen on every street corner in Harlem venting their excess energy on the basketball court.

Walk through the dilapidated streets of Harlem, New York, and turn right from 156th Street into 155th Street. The former site of the Polo Baseball Stadium is there. This was once a baseball mecca, but times have changed and a fire burned the stadium to the ground. Now it stands

There is a 17-story "slum building", which you can guess people call "Polo Stadium Apartments".

The rooftop terrace of the apartment building was deserted, save for a haphazard spread of clotheslines and TV antennas.

Looking down from this former baseball mecca, you can see an asphalt basketball court painted with red and green paint, and some empty beer bottles in brown brown paper bags have nowhere to hide under the pale streetlights.

Yes, this is New York, no, it is the holy land of streetball in the entire United States, Rucker Park!

It is now four o'clock in the afternoon, which is the most lively and crowded time of the day. The stadium is crowded with people of all races. Some of them are coming from the next street, some are coming from Brooklyn, and some are

There are even people who come from the next state or even different countries to make a pilgrimage.

The hoods of cars parked next to the stadium are the best courtside seats, the bridge on 155th Street is the second-floor boxes, and the rooftops of high-rise buildings around the park are cheap seats.

At this time, they kept cheering, and from the restlessness of the crowd on the sidelines, you knew that an inspiring confrontation was taking place on the court at this time.

The most eye-catching person on the court is undoubtedly a white man, who is particularly eye-catching among the black people. Logically speaking, even in the new century, white people are still a disadvantaged group on the street court, but unexpectedly, this white man got

got the most cheers and screams.

I saw him easily use the baseline behind the back to overturn his opponent, get inside and dribble past someone behind his back, and then made a light layup to win the game. At the same time, he also ended the game.

This is his 18th consecutive victory on this court. He has not lost a single game since arriving at Rucker Park in November last year.

"Grayson!" "Grayson!" "Grayson!"

Accompanied by cheers of his name, Grayson smiled and waved before walking off the court and sitting aside to wait for his next opponent.

At the same time, a brand new player is welcomed at the gate of Rucker Park...

Two black brothers, one big and one small, were walking towards the door arm in arm after watching the game just now.

"Hey, I knew that guy Grayson Boucher could win. He is an anomaly among white people. You have to believe it. Haha, 200, 200, don't renege on your debt!" Dahei.

Xiao Hei was unhappy: "Shit! Here you go, I won't default on my debt, but now Rucker Park has been conquered by a white man. Now I just hope that someone can stand up and defeat him and destroy his arrogance."

arrogance!"

"What can be done about this? Alston has left the streets, and there are a few other people who haven't come out yet, Hot Sauce, Silk? They won't come back now. With the current gang of people on the streets, maybe only the saboteurs have a chance.

Right." Dahei said as he counted the money. It could be seen that he was an old street player and knew all the celebrities in streetball.

"Yeah, shit, then I'll wait and see how long he can be arrogant..." Xiao Hei, with a decadent face, walked out. Maybe he was too short, and he found that he bumped into someone...

"Be careful little guy."

Xiao Hei looked up and saw a face darker than his...

"Broken, destroyer!" Xiao Hei shouted excitedly.

"okok, it's me, calm down, I won't give you an autograph." The destroyer in Xiao Hei's mouth lowered his head and said with a smile.

"Okay buddy, don't be shy."

"This is Rucker Park. It's really dilapidated."

The saboteur who was still about to say something was interrupted by a yellow man behind him. To Xiao Hei's expectation, the saboteur who was very crazy on the court immediately put on a smiling face, turned around and said: "Yes, boss, this

This is your first time here, let me show you around."

As he spoke, he took the lead and walked in. In Xiao Hei's eyes, he looked like...a bitch!

"Wtf! Is this a destroyer..." Xiao Hei was dumbfounded. At the same time, his eyes were fixed on the yellow-skinned man...

"Who is this guy..." Xiao Hei looked confused, and then he was slapped on the back of the head.

Snapped!

"You don't care who he is! Hurry up, we're not going to the game arcade anymore, go back quickly, there will be a good show to watch!" After Dahei said that, he turned around and ran away.

"Oh oh oh! That's right!" Xiao Hei hurriedly followed. He wanted to see who the deity was that could make the saboteur show off his legs.

Well, there is no doubt that this group of people is naturally Zuo Li and Jerry, as well as Tom, who was ignored by Big Black.

The one they called the saboteur was the 22-year-old Jerry. Jerry, who landed in Rock Park 4 years ago, was already well-known here. With his height of 190cm and his excellent personal skills, he quickly became famous in Rock Park.

Park found his footing and earned the nickname 'The Destroyer' here because of his tendency to beat his opponents and hit the rim with both hands.

Don't think this is just a nickname. In Rucker Park, having a nickname of your own is a lifelong dream for many streetball players.

It took Jerry four years to get this honor, which is enough to show his current strength. At least it is still reasonable in the hands of many street players here.

As for Tom, he is two years younger than Jerry. He also signed in Rucker Park four years ago, but he is not well-known. This may have something to do with his playing style and height. At 182cm, he is a rare pitcher on the street court.

He is a good three-point shooter and is very confident in the mid-range. His personal skills are very simple. When he can pass, he rarely plays alone. Simply put, Tom is not like a street ball player, although he has a very good winning rate in bullfights with others.

After all, the defense of street ball players is average, and the mid-range is still very useful. However, this style of play also destined him to have a hard time making a name for himself on the street court where he likes to play in a coquettish style, but Tom himself does not care.

As for Zuo Li, this is the first time he has been to Rucker Park in five years after traveling through time.

And the reason why he didn't come here...

While they were talking, the three of them had already arrived near the main stadium, and their group quickly attracted the attention of the onlookers beside the stadium.

At this time, Grayson Boucher, who had rested for a while, was ready for his second duel today.

"Hey, white boy, let us be your opponent!" Jerry stood up and said.