NBA: Becoming stronger starts with hard work and mastery

The drunken man was lying on the ground, and the man was lying on the ground.

"Huh?"

Coleman was just halfway through his exclamation when he suddenly felt his whole body floating up into the air, and then he felt a violent displacement and shaking, and then he felt a sharp pain in his back.

"Bang!"

Ben Wallace didn't tolerate Coleman, a drunkard, at all. He threw Coleman over his shoulder and made him lie on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time!

"Huh!" Ben Wallace snorted: "In this team, except Han Yi, no one can order me. You old bird should behave yourself in the future, otherwise, I will beat you every time I see you!"

Tian Gang is the opposite!

"The Celtics are rebellious!"

At this moment, Coleman was half sober. He got up and staggered to Ben Wallace again. He grabbed Ben Wallace by the collar and said with gritted teeth:

"You grandson are looking for death, right?"

Ben didn't say anything. He grabbed Coleman's wrist with his backhand and threw him over his shoulder again!

"Bang!"

Coleman was thrown to the ground again!

This time, Coleman was sober!

It turned out that the black man he provoked was a real tough guy!

A young man is better than a strong man. How could Coleman, who was now ruined by alcohol, beat Ben Wallace, the strongest man in the NBA?

"Damn it!"

Coleman rubbed his temple and stood up again.

Ben Wallace looked up and asked, "Why, do you still want to fight, big guy?"

"Heh!" Coleman looked at Ben carefully and said, "You look like a guard at this height, but you look like an inside player. What on earth are you?"

"I'm the center of the Celtics!"

Ben said it with pride.

"Ha!" Coleman felt that he had heard a big joke!

The 1990s were not 30 years later. 30 years later, guys with a height of more than two meters were rushing to the inside line in a bunch, but in the 1990s, those who were less than 2.10 meters tall were not even qualified to play center!

Guys like Ben, who are actually more than 1.9 meters tall, are not even qualified to play small forward, let alone enter the inside line!

Of course, you can say that Charles Barkley, who is 1.98 meters tall, not only dominated the inside line, but also won the MVP, but isn't there only one short and strong monster like Barkley in the entire NBA?

"You think you are qualified to play inside?" Coleman sneered:

"Do you know that this is the NBA? You are playing basketball in your neighborhood?"

"Who are you?" Ben Wallace was angry: "Do you know that here, except Han Yi, no one dares to talk to me like this, and I will beat anyone who dares to talk like this!"

"Are you a basketball player?" Coleman is not a fool. He knows that he has no chance in a fight, so he challenged:

"Whether it is offense or defense, we play five balls, as long as you can score one under my defense, "If you can defend me or block my ball, you win!"

"I lost, forget about it. I won. You rookies, carry Mickey Mouse backpacks home every day from today on."

Ben Wallace knew his offensive skills very well. He didn't hesitate: "I choose defense!"

"Oh?"

Coleman was a little surprised. He didn't know how bad Ben's offense was. He only knew that he was a typical player with strong offense and weak defense. If he played against Coleman without starting from offense and wanted to defend me, wouldn't he be courting death?

Ben was quite confident in his defense. After all, whether facing the inside players of the NCAA or the flying guys in the summer league, whether they were 10 cm or 20 cm taller than him, it was not easy to score from him!

Then Ben found out that he was wrong, because he was facing Derrick Coleman, who could dunk over Shaquille O'Neal in his prime!

Although Coleman is not as good as he was back then, his game experience is not something that Ben Wallace, who just entered the NBA, can compare to.

In the wrestling match just now, Coleman knew that he could not compete with the young and energetic Ben Wallace in terms of brute force.

When Ben Wallace was still foolishly thinking that Coleman was going to have a bloody battle with him, Coleman gently put his fat waist on Ben Wallace's iron body, twisted his body and slid into the inside!

Coleman's body wrapped in fat seemed so agile at this moment. When Ben Wallace stood up to defend, Coleman suddenly stopped and made a layup.

Changed to a lob, raised his hand slightly!

The basketball slid into the net!

"What about defense?" Coleman asked, "What about your defense? Your defense is softer than a donut,

"Come again!"

Big Ben was immediately angry. Inside defense is his job that he is proud of. Coleman is destroying his job!

This time, when Coleman took the initiative to confront Big Ben again, Big Ben kept his eyes and ears open, concentrating on not missing any slight signal from Coleman's body.

Coleman used the same trick again and turned to attack the basket again.

Big Ben sneered, "It's not that easy. I won't be knocked down by the same trick twice! "

In terms of absolute moving speed, Ben is naturally much faster than Coleman, who has become as fat as a pig!

With a sideways step, he easily blocked Coleman again, but Coleman turned around again, dribbled the ball and changed hands, and shook Ben clean again, and hooked the ball lightly!

Goal!

2:0!

Coleman looked at Ben with contempt: "I haven't met an opponent as weak as you for many years! "

Big Ben still refused to accept the challenge and continued to fight!

This time, after Coleman got the ball, he did not even choose to play the inside confrontation. After receiving the serve from Big Ben, he took a step forward and shot a long two-pointer!

Go in again!

At this time, Big Ben did not even have time to make a save, because just at that moment he subconsciously thought that Coleman was going to kill the basket again, so he took a step back. This step back made him lose the qualification to save.

Coleman smiled: "Oh, no, I was wrong just now. I can't compare you with donuts, because I can't describe something that doesn't exist at all!"

"I don't accept it!"

Big Ben wanted to fight, but Han Yi stopped him with a slap and smiled: "Senior, I am the leader, let me do it!"

"You?"

Coleman looked up and down: "Oh, I know who you are, aren't you the second pick who traded half of the Celtics team!"

"What do you mean? "Coleman squinted his eyes: "Are you going to play a round-robin game with me?"

"No!" Han Yi shook his head: "Senior, the three balls lost by Big Ben are my fault. I only need two chances!"

Han Yi smiled and said to Coleman:

"You choose to attack or defend. If I don't make the shot or I don't defend, I lose!"

PS: Edwards is so handsome. I declare that from today on, I am a fan of Edwards!! A day wolf fan passed by.