NBA bad guys

Chapter 38 A suffocating start
Ray Allen is wearing sportswear. Although he is an athlete, there is an elegance in his movements.

His eyes were very soft, and a kind smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which was very sunny and warm. He said: "Allen Iverson is an unborn genius. I admire him very much. But today, I will tell you with a victory. Everybody, what is real basketball.”

Jim Cahoon smiled helplessly. His disciple was not as sharp as other geniuses.

Even at such an important juncture, it is difficult to say anything exciting.

However, he was so reassuring.

At the important moment of the game, Ray Allen will always show his sharp sword and seal his throat with one sword!
Jim Kahun said: "The opponent's No. 2 player is a player from China. According to the data, his breakthrough is very strong, but his stability is not high and he lacks organization and shooting ability.

When guarding him, there is no need to use double-teaming tactics. Take a step back and release shots, but be determined not to let him break through.

Understand? "

"Got it, coach!"

Others nodded.

Jim Cahoon continued: "Ley, you guard Wu Liang."

Ray Allen raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Coach, I want to guard Iverson."

In that era of head-to-head competition, stars not only liked to attack, but were also willing to lock down the opponent's offensive arrows on the defensive end.

Only in this way can you have a sufficient sense of accomplishment.

Jim Kahun shook his head slightly and said: "Ray, I need you to open up the situation on the offensive end, so try to save your energy on the defensive end."

Ray Allen was slightly unhappy, but still followed the coach's choice.

I secretly thought: "Okay, let's kill the player named Wu Liang first, and then take the time to help defend Iverson."

Jim Kahun shook his fist and said: "Listen my kids, today is the Big East Finals, and it is also a time to test your achievements this year. Go run, show your talent, and let Madison Square Garden Completely boiling."

"it is good!"

Deployment completed before the game.

All the players began to warm up.

……

In the audience, Sarah Kustok sat in a corner, her palms sweating.

He holds a notepad in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, ready to record at any time.

Secretly praying: "Wu Liang, you must have a wonderful performance today."

On the other side of the audience, a figure familiar to Wu Liang also appeared.

Tom Clayson!
His hair is already gray, and he is obviously not very used to such a "high-decibel" place.

But today, he is still here.

For Wu Liang!

And for himself!

"Wu Liang is my student!"

After Tom Clayson sat down, he slowly said to the woman next to him.

It was said very casually, but it seemed to mean something.

"He is your student? But Professor, I remember you don't pay much attention to basketball. Why did you drag me here today?"

It was the teacher of the journalism department, Moore Ben, who spoke.

During this period, the campus special magazine was widely circulated in Georgetown University, and many teachers could not help but take a look at it.

The most controversial one is the protagonist of the sports section, Wu Liang.

Moore-Ben strongly asked the students to revise the content of the sports section, but was refused. This matter caused an uproar in the school, and it happened to reach the ears of Tom Clayson.

Tom Clayson said with a smile: "Who said I don't pay attention to basketball anymore? In fact, I am a senior basketball fan. I like Wu Liang's playing style very much. I think he will become an outstanding star in the future."

Moore Ben is just a teacher, and his status in the school is not the same as Tom Clayson. She didn't dare to refute Tom Clayson directly, but she couldn't help but speak her mind, "Professor, since you pay attention to basketball, you should have read reports such as "Sports Illustrated". They said about Wu Liang The evaluation is not high.

The author of our school's campus special issue is just a student. Just take a look at his evaluation of Wu Liang. "

"Sports Illustrated?"

Tom Clarkson smiled and said: "Most of those articles are just to attract attention. As for how professional they are... Haha, I don't know.

I believe that after this game is over, you will have the answer in your heart. "

More Ben scoffed at Tom Clayson's words.

He is a professional reporter, why can't he be compared to you, an amateur?
She still had a smile on her face and said, "Well, let me see if your student is as good as you say."

……

Player list:

Georgetown University players: Allen Iverson (guard), Wu Liang (guard), Horston (center), Williamson (forward), White (forward).

University of Connecticut Huskies players: Ray Allen (guard), Scherff (guard), Knight (center), King (forward), Johnson (forward).

The center forwards of both sides jumped the ball!

Huskies center Knight, who is 213cm tall, won the ball with the help of his height and wingspan.

The ball goes to Scherff.

Ray Allen immediately started running around the three-point line, trying to find opportunities to shoot.

However, today was different from the usual games. He found that there was always a figure behind him, following him closely like a cowhide plaster.

Wu Liang!

Wu Liang is in hot pursuit!

These days, Wu Liang has done more than a dozen bottles of nutrient solution, and his speed and flexibility of footsteps have greatly improved.

Even though Ray Allen moves coquettishly and constantly intersperses in players' pick-and-rolls, Wu Liang can always follow closely behind him with his speed.

"Lei, you don't seem to be fast enough!"

While Wu Liang was running, he kept his arms open, trying to interfere with the opponent's passing route.

Seeing that there was no chance to pass the ball, Scherff could only pass the ball high to center Knight inside.

But the ball has just been thrown into the air...

Wu Liang suddenly stopped chasing Ray Allen, braked suddenly, turned around in front of the center, and jumped to grab the ball.

Steal!

"AI, come on!"

The moment Iverson received the ball from Wu Liang, his body was like an arrow and he ran crazily towards the frontcourt.

Wu Liang threw the ball forward with all his strength...

"I TM..."

Even with Iverson's speed, he couldn't help but curse in his heart, the ball you passed... was too damn big.

But Iverson is Iverson after all.

He lowered his head, used all his strength to run forward, and finally caught the ball in his hand before it went out of bounds.

However, there was only a slight difference between his right foot and the baseline. Due to inertia, his left foot was hanging in the air and his body was leaning out of bounds.

Ray Allen and Sherf were already chasing him.

In a flash of lightning, Iverson saw Wu Liang's running figure from the gap between their bodies.

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