My Name is Kobe Bryant

"Little Momonga spat a bunch of trash talk at Kobe angrily! Kobe said a few words, and Stoudemire turned pale instantly! What did Kobe say?" the magician was very curious.

"By the way, Isaiah, why don't you talk anymore." Ma Fu asked, it's not normal for the smiling assassin to talk so little.

I still say fart! ! !

Isiah Thomas looked constipated and said nothing. Because Little Flying Squirrel is a short point guard just like myself, so I focus on training him, but it doesn't mean that I can tolerate him being so stupid!

What a fool! Before the game, I told you not to be afraid of Kobe, it was not to tell you to head-on with him!

Little Flying Squirrel, the player, has basically bid farewell to the top players!

If you spout trash talk like crazy, Kobe will reply you with a few words, and your mentality will collapse!

How can this kind of player be the cornerstone of the team! ?

No, this year's draft, we must get a few cornerstones!

Victor, the flying white devil, the left-handed magician, and the guard from the University of Colorado are all very good. Definitely better than Little Flying Squirrel!

Stoudemire didn't know that his mentor, the Smiling Assassin, was determined to abandon him and set up another cornerstone. He's terrified now.

"He said that he is God, how dare he say that?" In America, where religious beliefs are widely spread, many people are believers. Although there are many differences in beliefs, most religions regard God as their own god. .

Little Flying Squirrel is a believer, he believes in Jesus. And a player, in front of him, said such rebellious words that I am God, he didn't have the courage to refute.

"Lord, forgive me, forgive my cowardice." Little Momonga made a sign of the cross and prayed repeatedly.

"Are you a fool!? Can you serve!?" Crawford's saliva sprayed on Little Momonga's face, waking him up from the environment where his faith was insulted.

"Don't serve to T again! Delay the game!" Crawford roared again and again, and the Raptors didn't dare to make mistakes, so they hurriedly kicked off.

Little Momonga once again stood in front of Kobe, this time his mentality was completely different from before the game.

Looking at Kobe, Little Momonga couldn't help but ask himself, is he really God?

The ball seemed to be on fire in his hand, and he quickly passed it out.

The Raptors started a rigorous tactical movement.

Darnell Walker's tactics are very simple, and his tactical philosophy is closer to the style of play of later generations. Players make continuous air cuts, pull space, complete three-pointers or reach the basket. The number of three-pointers shot by the Raptors this season is fourth in the league. The first, second and third positions of the starters all have brilliant three-pointers .

Continuously passing through and inserting running positions, the ball was handed over to Walter Williams, who crushed Bowen, cut into the basket and scored high rebounds.

2:2.

Bowen's weight is still a bit light, and he is good at defending against shots and breakthroughs, but once the opponent hits the basket, Bowen can't stand the defense of the penalty area.

The Lakers attack, Kobe strides forward, holding the ball forward, he exudes a confident charm!

Hands feel so hot! The feel of this game may surpass the one against Iverson!

Little Momonga stood in front of Kobe desperately, although his defensive posture was very correct, but the dull eyes let Kobe know that he was not in the state.

Kobe handed the ball to his right hand, short!

The breakthrough was successful!

It's so easy, it's like an immovable wooden stake!

Jump to the middle distance, lightly step on the ground with both feet, take off sideways, and throw the ball gently with the right hand.

"Shua."

4:2.

"What is Little Momonga doing, Isaiah, he is indeed your successor. His defense is really imaginative. He thinks that Kobe can't make a shot." The magician began to sneer, and sarcastically mocked the assassin.

The smiling assassin said nothing, the smile on his lips had disappeared.

"Timeout!" Darnell Walker saw something wrong, and called a timeout decisively just one minute after the game started.

"Damon? What's the matter with you, come back to me!"

"Coach, is Kobe really God?"

"God? I'm still Moses, don't play tricks on me, be sober, and fight honestly according to tactics!"

That's right! Kobe is playing tricks!

Little Flying Squirrel slowed down a bit, and his mentality adjusted a little better.

But he didn't know that what he was about to face was a Kobe who was in a super god state.

Not black or bragging, Kobe who entered the ZONE is the god on the basketball court.

The game continued, and the Raptors began to run in a regular manner. The Lakers were exhausted for many days, and four players in the starting lineup participated in the All-Star Game. Unlike the Raptors, they rested for a whole week.

The Lakers' players are a bit tired and far from playing their best defensive standards.

"Give me one!" Camby saw his teammates score again and again, his hands were itchy! Position left of free throw line, back to Ben Wallace, receive the ball.

"Short, watch how I beat you up!" Camby looked excited! He wants to tell everyone that the No. 2 pick is the No. 2 pick, and the undrafted one is rubbish!

Ben Wallace snorted, with his unicorn arm in his right hand on Camby's waist.

"Fuck!" Camby yelled secretly, the strength was too exaggerated, and he was almost pushed away.

"You haven't seen the game between us and the Timberwolves." Big Ben asked.

"Ah? I haven't seen it. What does it have to do with this?"

"No wonder." Da Ben shook his head.

"Crack!" Camby still turned his head to look for an empty attacking position, his hands went cold.

The ball fell!

Eddie Jones has been eyeing this opportunity for a long time! Stepping forward is a slap, and the ball is slapped away from the careless Camby!

You are a big man, holding the ball in the middle distance, isn't that a crime?

It's like wearing 13 shorts and black ~silk high~ heels and walking in a small room full of strong men. Nothing happens, I'm sorry for the readers!

"Fast Break!" Eddie Jones and Bryant flew on both wings!

The fast-break counterattack of the two is the repertoire of the Lakers this season. They can't stop those teams with average talents.

The Raptors retreated in a timely manner, and the little flying mouse was close to Kobe, and Walter Williams found Eddie Jones in the first place.

Fast attack 2V2!

If it is an ordinary team, the coach's requirement must be to let the ball handler stop the ball, but the Lakers are not!

Eddie Jones passes to Bryant, and Bryant advances to the three-point line with a flying squirrel on his body.

Dry pull!

"What?" No one thought that Kobe would make such an unreasonable shot!

Someone is close to defending, why not stop the ball and wait for teammates?

Kobe jumped up, his slender legs were straight off the ground, he held the ball with his left hand, and pushed with his right hand!

"Impossible to enter!" Little Momonga jumped up like crazy, waving his hands to cover Kobe's eyes.

Because the two people are too close! Momonga hits Kobe before Kobe can make a shot!

Leaning on one side, the right hand is like a machine, and the lever moves steadily to throw the ball.

The fingers of the back hand are bent, turning into an arc like a basketball.

"Shua."

"beep!"

Here is the ball.

There are more in the back!