NBA Backer King

  Chapter 48 Mourning, your basket, I have kept it!

   It's the Hornets' turn to attack.

   Bug Boggs made a pull-up jumper after breaking through and hit a ball.

   came to the frontcourt, and Pharaoh entered the basket again.

  The Hornets switched from the outside, and shooting guard Kendall Gill defended Kevin Johnson. Although Pharaoh squeezed into the basket, the ball did not come in in time. He could only leave the paint area first and come to the low post on the left wing.

   At this time, the ball went to Barkley on the right wing.

   Barkley starts to fart Larry Johnson, rolls over and hits a jumper.

   Next, because Wang Tiejun consumed too much physical energy, he didn't push to the basket any more, while the Suns' offensive tactics shifted to Barkley and the backline. The three most capable offensive players in the starting lineup took control of the offense.

  Although center tactics have become one of the basic tactics of the Suns, Wang Tiejun's scoring ability is too limited, and the offensive efficiency in the near two-point area is too low, and it is actually very difficult to enter the basket.

Because of the three-second time limit, it is impossible for him to squeeze into the basket every time. He does not have every opportunity to attack when he enters, and squeezes into the basket every round, so his physical fitness will not last long, so this tactic He can only play once in a while, and his tactical position on the team is still small.

   Unless one day his nearly two-point offensive ability improves, his tactical status will have a real change.

  Like O'Neal, although he is a behemoth at the basket, most of his shots are still in the near two-point area, ending the offense with hooks and throws.

   Next, Wang Tiejun mainly supported in the low post, pulled out pick-and-rolls, grabbed rebounds, and defended.

And small forward Cedric Ceballos has almost no tactical position in the starting lineup, and his status is not as good as that of Pharaoh. He can only use frequent moves, find the opportunity to open his own positions, and whether he can get the pass depends on three factors. The mood of a big brother who owns the ball.

   In the seventh minute of the first quarter, it was almost time for substitutions. Wang Tiejun regained his strength and squeezed into the basket again.

   Like his style of play, if you are not physically fit, even if you can get in, it will be very reluctant. It will take too much time. Before the ball comes in, the attack will arrive in three seconds.

   And this time, his stamina recovered, and his advancing speed was very fast.

   At this time, there was at least one more second in three seconds, and Kevin Johnson threw the ball in.

   But Larry Johnson lost Barkley and went back to the basket. When Wang Tiejun received the ball, he and Mourning formed a double-team against him.

The    double-team was formed, and his four arms were entangled around him, which also blocked his passing route. This ball, he could only play it by himself.

"Humph!"

With a roar, his beast-like body was a huge battering ram, swinging a demon on the left and a **** Buddha on the right, with two extremely ferocious side attacks in a row. The shackles opened in response, Mourning even fell to the floor, and Larry Johnson stumbled back.

   In the next instant, the giant beast took to the air.

   "Break it to me!"

   Holding the ball in both hands, he squeezed his stomach and smashed his arms, and he smashed the ball to the basket with absolute ferocity.

"boom!"

   With the extremely violent sound of blasting the basket, the entire transparent backboard instantly burst into flames, then burst open, turned into countless small fragments, and fell on the floor below, along with Mourning and Larry Johnson.

   "Give me down!"

   He yanked his hands sharply, and the basket was instantly detached from the basket, and he was caught in his hands.

"yeah!"

   Nearly 20,000 Suns fans frantically got up from their seats, raising their arms and shouting wildly.

  “…”

  After the bottom line, the little curls collapsed on the floor, and he was hit.

   At the same time, Rob Lundgren, who was driven away from the scene, was standing in front of a TV set at a sales point in the arena, and was struck by this scene.

   "Beast!"

"terrible!"

  In the TNT commentary booth, the two commentators looked at each other, unable to speak.

"Oh oh oh oh…"

In the live commentary, after a series of strange screams, the commentator was roaring with great excitement: "See, this is our behemoth, he is king, old K, he is our low-ranking behemoth, He is destroying our adversary, our adversary only deserves to whine under his crotch, he is dominating our adversary..."

   "Hu, hu, hu..."

  Wang Tiejun fell to the ground, gasping for breath. The instant explosion consumed a lot of physical energy. The physical energy that had just recovered was almost squandered by him with this explosive attack.

   His explosive power is not as good as that of a big shark, so this kind of work, he consumes more, every trace of strength is used up, and he has done his best.

   There are several blood marks on his arms, scratched by Mourning and Larry Johnson.

   At his feet is a shocked Mourning.

   Next to him was Larry Johnson, equally shocked.

   "Just you, trying to stop me? I confiscated your basket, this is my trophy, it will become my collection, and I will engrave your names on it as a souvenir."

   His **** words were sprayed out immediately, and he continued to attack the confidence of his opponents. At the same time, he raised the basket in his hand and showed off his might, which made the fans in the audience shout even more crazy.

   "Old K, old K, old K..."

   The whole audience remembered the unified cry, which shook the world.

   "Bastard!"

  Morning and Larry Johnson had blood dripping from their eyes, their baskets were taken away, and their names were still engraved, where would they put their faces?

   At this moment, they can't wait to slaughter Pharaoh and get back that **** basket.

   "Old K, great job!"

  Buckley cheered and jumped on Pharaoh's back from behind.

   "Hurry up and let the media take pictures of me." Kevin Johnson came forward from behind and snatched the basket from Pharaoh's hand.

   "click, click..."

   He held the basket, hung it around his neck, and ran to the bottom line. The cameras of the reporters in the media booth were already flashing frantically.

"come together."

   Pharaoh shouted with a big hand and came to the bottom line with Barkley on his back, allowing the media to be baptized.

   Now he is more and more fond of the flash, which is very bright and makes him feel very comfortable.

   Not for the championship, not for stats, but for money, and for this flash, he will do everything he can on this basketball court.

   "I want to make a lot of money, let everyone know me, and a beautiful female movie star, haha..." Thinking of the beauty, he laughed heartily at a lot of flashlights.

   Colangelo walked around the sidelines excitedly. When he picked up the old K, he didn't have such great expectations at all.

  Old K still has a lot of shortcomings. Maybe a quasi-All-star center can blow him up on both ends of offense and defense. He can't be invincible, but he really has the potential to sweep the paint area of ​​the league when he is at the basket.

   "Paul, old K is gaining weight, right?" he asked head coach Westphal.

   "Yes, it's been a while." Paul Westphal laughed.

   "Will the weight gain affect his mobility and explosiveness?" he asked worriedly.

Because he knows that the athletic quality of the old K is only average, if he blindly gains weight, it is likely to make the athletic ability decline, and now the strength and tonnage of the old K are actually the top in the league, and no center or inside player can be in the To suppress him in this respect, the necessity of gaining weight is not very big.

Paul Westphal thought about it and said: "I communicated with him, and he said that his weight gain was weight gain without affecting his athletic ability, which is true at present. After reducing fat and increasing muscle, his athletic ability It didn't go down and the weight reached 122kg, an increase of 2kg."

   nodded, and Colangelo explained: "Let the trainer pay attention, don't let him gain weight at will, and monitor his tonnage."

Paul Westphal said with a bit of a headache: "But I'm not worried about him, but Oliver Miller. This rookie's weight seems to be completely uncontrollable, but he is different from old K. What old K has increased is muscle. It's fat that grows."

   Colangelo was stunned, looked back at Miller, who was already a bit fat on the bench, and shook his head secretly.

Self-discipline is the most crucial quality of an excellent athlete. Unfortunately, this is an invisible quality that cannot be reflected in the data. Otherwise, many rookies with insufficient self-discipline will be eliminated in the first round every year, including Oliver, who was personally selected by him. Miller.

   (end of this chapter)