Injuries in basketball only make me stronger

Lian Feng smiled slightly and said, "Well, everyone is in good condition."

Coach Chen Zhou stopped talking and continued to watch the game.

The game finally opened up in a tense manner.

After all, Zhao Ming is a senior college player. In terms of physical fitness, offensive methods and court experience, he is completely superior to Li Xiang. Although the former is lacking in organizational skills, his ability to tear down defenses is too strong. In many cases, all he needs to do is to break through.

, attracting double-teams, allowing teammates to get out of the open space and pass the ball, you can get good assist opportunities.

On the other hand, Li Xiang's second team's offense was unstable and he lacked organizational skills. Holding the ball for a long time hindered the running tactics.

When the score was extended, coach Chen Zhou began to roar: "What are you doing! The tactics I taught you in advance!"

After watching for a while, Lian Feng shook his head: "Li Xiang's experience is still lacking."

Chen Zhou glanced at Lian Feng and said, "That's great. After all, the second team lacks a scorer with relatively strong personal ability to share his pressure."

Lian Feng smiled slightly. As a coach, his rank was much higher than that of coach Chen Zhou. Of course, he could see many details that Chen Zhou could not see.

After thinking about it, what he said next might make Coach Chen Zhou a little unhappy, but now he had to prove himself, so Lian Feng still spoke: "Actually, the second team's off-the-ball penetration is threatening enough, but because of the passing

He was not in place and wasted some effective moves of his teammates. Although junior Li Xiang is spiritual, he still cares too much about his singles in many cases."

Coach Chen Zhou glanced at Lian Feng unexpectedly. He actually saw this problem. Anyone familiar with basketball knows that there is often no such clear boundary between effective off-ball penetration and ineffective off-ball penetration.

It really depends on the conduction of the ball.

Although what Lian Feng said made sense, coach Chen Zhou still shook his head: "Some opportunities came out, but Li Xiang may not have the chance to pass them on."

Lian Feng said: "If you wait for the opportunity to come out before passing the ball, it will often be too late, because after the opportunity comes, the opponent can also see it. Where there will be an opportunity, the ball holder should know early on and even create the opportunity himself.

, to take a preemptive strike.”

Coach Chen Zhou was slightly startled and smiled: "You have a lot of theories. Why don't you see some beautiful passes on the court?"

Lian Feng was a little embarrassed. It was true. The previous Lian Feng was indeed far behind in this aspect, so now that he made these remarks, he sounded like a theoretical emperor.

After thinking about it, Lian Feng said: "Because of this injury, I have to reflect on my playing style. In the past, I relied too much on singles and personal ability, but our team is a systematic team. If we can play some tactics well,

Zhao Ming doesn’t have to be so tired.”

Coach Chen Zhou didn't think Lian Feng would make qualitative progress after two weeks of reflection, so he didn't say anything more and continued to watch the game.

At this moment, Li Xiang collided with his opponent while fighting for a ball. The skin on his brow bone cracked, and everyone on the court gathered around him.

Lian Feng was slightly happy, now he had a chance to play.

Coach Chen Zhou frowned.

At this time, his teammates helped Li Xiang down. Bright red blood flowed from his eyebrows, half of his face was red, and he looked scary. But Li Xiang just waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay. It looks scary, but it's not a big problem."

Coach Chen Zhou shook his head: "Go to the infirmary and get some stitches."

Injuries like this are common among basketball players, and no one makes a fuss about it.

However, the game must continue.

Coach Chen Zhou looked at the substitutes off the field and sighed slightly, it's good now, there is no one who can play tactics. Forget it, let them run around as they please.

At this moment, Lian Feng said: "Coach, let me play!"

Coach Chen Zhou shook his head without thinking: "You can't do it. I told you to wait until you recover from your injury."

Lian Feng said: "The doctor must have made a misjudgment last time, and my injury was definitely not that serious. I just went to a tertiary hospital for a check-up, and the doctor said I'm fine."

Coach Chen Zhou frowned.

Lian Feng took out the injury appraisal report, handed it to Chen Zhou, and said, "What we mainly lack now is an organizer."

Coach Chen Zhou picked it up and looked at it. After confirming that Lian Feng was not lying, he slowly put down the report and looked at Lian Feng silently.

Lian Feng said: "Coach, I really have no problem!" As he said that, he jumped up with all his strength.

After hesitating again and again, coach Chen Zhou finally said slowly: "Forget it, then you should warm up."

Lian Feng's face showed joy and he began to take off his clothes.

Coach Chen Zhou was slightly startled and then laughed: "You are really ready to play."

Lian Feng laughed and quickly took off his clothes, wearing a jersey underneath.

Everyone saw Lian Feng coming on stage and greeted him one after another. It was obvious that Lian Feng was at least quite popular.

At this time, Zhao Tingfeng from the second team patted Lian Feng on the shoulder, "Brother Lian, can you heal your injury?"

Lian Feng turned around and thought of this teammate. He is the team's shooting guard and Zhao Ming's substitute. He has solid basic skills in all aspects, but he is a state-oriented player. Scoring goals depends on his touch.

Lian Feng said: "No problem. Brother, your movement was good in the first half. Keep playing like this in the second half! I will never waste your movement!"

Zhao Tingfeng was slightly stunned. In his understanding, although Lian Feng was an organizational small forward, although his breakthrough was average, he also had a good mid-range shot. Most of the time, he preferred to attack by himself. To be honest, his organizational ability was not that good.

Come to the fore.

However, when Lian Feng said this, Zhao Tingfeng responded politely: "Okay, Brother Lian."

The second team with Lian Feng kicks off from the backcourt.

The second team has no point guard, so the forward comes up to catch the ball.

Holding the ball this time, Lian Feng's heart became excited. As a coach, Lian Feng didn't want to be a coach, but because his height limited his basketball dream. If you have talent, who doesn't want to sweat on the court?

Lian Feng's basic dribbling skills were already very solid, and coupled with the assists king's dribbling ability, even though the opponent started to press from the backcourt, Lian Feng still effortlessly dribbled the ball to the frontcourt.

Coach Chen Zhou nodded slightly. Although he hadn't played basketball for two weeks, Lian Feng's dribbling seemed to be more stable. Strangely, um, not bad.

Lian Feng began to direct everyone's movements, "Come here to pick and roll!"

It's just a simple pick-and-roll tactic, but the second team's center doesn't have three-point ability. After the pick-and-roll, they can only choose to go down. The first team naturally knows this and responds calmly.

Lian Feng also entered the three-point line, and the positions of all his teammates were already known. At this moment, Zhao Tingfeng ran behind him and went to the baseline.

If it was Lian Feng from the past, he would basically ignore it.

But at this time, Lian Feng had already discovered the loopholes in the first team, and he passed the ball to Zhao Tingfeng with a back pass.

Although Zhao Tingfeng was surprised when he got the ball, his movements did not stop at all and he continued to run down with the ball.

At this time, Lian Feng took a step back and made a pick-and-roll gesture. Zhao Ming, who was guarding Zhao Tingfeng, was blocked by Lian Feng, and Zhao Tingfeng instantly became vacated.

But Zhao Tingfeng still had no chance to make a shot because the center had already stepped in to defend.

Lian Feng shouted: "Give me more!"

Zhao Tingfeng did not hesitate and passed the ball back to Lian Feng.

After catching the ball and taking one step, Lian Feng rushed in smoothly.

Coach Chen Zhou’s eyes lit up. Lian Feng’s playing seemed to be really different from before.

There is still a big gap between college students' playing and real careers. Although there are many tactical arrangements, college students' playing is still obviously stiff and rigid.

But Lian Feng's simple little organization was extremely smooth, which surprised Chen Zhou, who had once coached a professional team.

It is obvious that two weeks ago, Lian Feng was still a typical student-type small forward who often jumped in anger.

At this time, the center returned to defense again.

Lian Feng looked at the baseline on the other side, but the ball was passed from behind to the other side, in the hands of Zhao Tingfeng.

Zhao Tingfeng, big vacancy!

Zhao Tingfeng had a strange feeling after receiving the ball, because the height and intensity of the ball were just perfect.

Shooting is about a rhythm. A good pass is to give this rhythm a good start.

Zhao Tingfeng catches the ball, sinks, takes off, and moves his wrist, all in one go.

"Whoosh!"

The ball falls into the basket accurately.