Champion Rules

Chapter 24 023: This is a dreamlike stage and script (please read it!)
The first time Lynch used a baton to make someone bleed, it turned out to be a man.

Eduardo Sonseca sat on the bench, his nosebleed soaking through a pile of paper.

At this time, Theo got something to stop the bleeding from the team doctor's office: "Here is the tampon, put it in."

Sonseca:
"In Spain we call these sterile tampons, not tampons."

Sonseka sighed, he was too lazy to argue.

Destroy it.

He now finally understood the previous headline of the basketball edition of Marca: Two tough guys have arrived from the East.

These two people are not only not easy to deal with, they are simply devils!

Because someone was injured, the training match was temporarily suspended.

But Lynch's performance has been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Unlike the NBA, it is not uncommon for underage players to enter the professional arena in Europe. There are many legends of young geniuses here.
The well-known Luka Dončić was only 16 years and 2 months old when he first played for Real Madrid's first team.

Of course, there is an even more exaggerated guy - Ricky Rubio was only 14 years and 11 months old when he made his La Liga debut. When he was on the court, the cheerleaders had to restrain their dance moves.

There are many European players who entered the professional arena at the same young age as them.

"Conquered La Liga at the age of 14", "16-year-old Real Madrid genius". The news about these young talents competing in professional competitions were rimmed with gold, and the exaggerated headlines harvested traffic all over the world.

But these reports are actually deceptive, and this is the brilliance of media narrative.

The media will only tell you that the genius Luka Dončić played for Real Madrid at the age of 16, but they will not tell you that the "16-year-old Real Madrid genius" actually only played 4.8 minutes per game that year, scored 1.6 points and 1.2 rebounds, and the single-digit data continued for several years.

It wasn't until he was 19 that he truly became a La Liga star.

The media will only tell you that the talented golden boy made his debut in La Liga at the age of 14, but they will not tell you that the so-called "conquering La Liga at the age of 14" was just a garbage time experience card with an average of 2.6 minutes per game, and he could not create any value in the game at all.

Of course, it is not easy for young talents to qualify to play in professional leagues early on, but being able to play is different from truly making a name for themselves.

All European players and coaches agree on one thing: underage players don't have immediate combat effectiveness. Their future may be bright, but their present isn't. They can get on the field to experience the smell of gunpowder, but don't expect them to make a real difference.

Lynch broke this convention.

Like other geniuses, he possesses unlimited potential, but his combat power is also terrifyingly strong.

Just now, no one on the team could stop him from scoring.

No one can easily score under his defense.

For a moment, Julio Lamas was frightened by his own thoughts.

Becoming the core of La Liga at the age of 17?
This thought made a thin layer of sweat break out on his back. This was a subversion of traditional cognition. Before this, no La Liga coach had ever done this.

But why should we care about age? He is just very strong.

Julio Lamas doesn't believe in tradition. He only believes in how many points a player can score, how many rebounds he can grab, and whether he can defend against opponents.

And so, the Argentines' crazy plan began.

In the days following training camp, Julio Lamas began to develop tactics around Lynch.

Lynch is the center of everything. All others have to do is to fill in the gaps and make Lynch play more comfortably.

A meal requires many side dishes, but only one main dish is enough.

Most Real Madrid players had no objection to Julio Lamas's decision. Luis Bullock, counting on Lynch to guide him back to the NBA, fully cooperated. Real Madrid captain Alberto Herreros was an easygoing, friendly man, willing to humble himself and support the young players. He was willing to do anything that would benefit the team.

But one person still expressed dissatisfaction with this.

After training one day, Antonios Fuzis went to the head coach's office and had a private conversation with Lamas.

"I played the four position in the NBA, and I also played the four position when I won the championship in Greece. I proved that I was an excellent player at the four position, but what did that underage player prove? Julio, when you spent 450 million euros to bring me to Madrid, I thought Lynch was my assistant!"

Fortunately, this was a private conversation, otherwise Ricky Davis would have to pay copyright fees to Fuchs in a few months.

Julio Lamas was undeterred by the Greek's outcry. He continued studying the released schedule and responded without even looking up:

"Oh, then how about you replace Mr. Florentino Perez as club president?"

"what?"

"Look, you know this team isn't one where you can do whatever you want or play whatever position you want. So go out there and play center back. I didn't pay €450 million to listen to you complain!"

"Oh, you're kidding, Julio."

"That's making fun of my own career!"

The conversation ends here. Julio Lamas is not the type to reason with you.

He responded strongly to the Greek star forward and also firmly defended Lynch's core position.

The bomb of Antonios Fuzis has been suppressed for the time being, but Lamas knows that once the team starts losing, all the bombs will be ignited.

He was literally dancing in a minefield.

In addition to the pressure within the team, Julio also has to deal with external pressure.

When Julio Lamas discussed the starting lineup for the opening game and said he would have Lynch as the starting power forward next season, reporters raised their hands.

"Lynch? Are you sure that kid who just turned 17 is qualified to start?"

"Mr. Coach, you are not an undercover agent sent by Barcelona?"

"Have you ever considered that your decisions could cost you your job and make you the shortest-serving manager in Real Madrid's history?"

Julio Lamas simply told them: "Shut up, this is my team."

The Argentine's unconventional decision-making caused his reputation in the media to plummet, and almost every newspaper was mocking and ridiculing him.

Under tremendous pressure, Real Madrid ushered in the opening game of the new season.

Spanish ACB League, Real Madrid vs. Baskonia.

Internationally, Baskonia is not as well-known as Real Madrid and Barcelona. However, it is the most successful club in the ACB League after these two giants.

Since the beginning of the 21st century, Baskonia's performance in La Liga has been very dazzling.

In 01, they reached the Europa League final and in 02, they won the Spanish double (League and Copa del Rey).

If it weren't for Barcelona's supreme treble last season, Baskonia would probably be the most successful Spanish team in the 21st century. The most special thing about this team is that they are almost an Argentine national team.

Pablo Prigioni, Andres Nocioni, Luis Scola and Fabricio Oberto, the four Pampas gods who shattered the myth of the American Dream Team in 2001, built a terrifying South American fortress in Baskonia.

Non-EU quota rules? They certainly haven't broken them, as all four Argentine players hold dual citizenship.

Luis Scola has a Spanish household registration, while the other three have obtained Italian citizenship.

Compared with them, Real Madrid, which didn't even make the playoffs last season and is now coached by a madman, is undoubtedly the underdog.

But even so, the Madrid fans at the scene were still cheering for their team.

“Hala Madrid!!!”

The camera turned to Julio Lamas, who had a serious expression.

He knew very well that his Real Madrid career might end tonight. All this time in Spain seemed like a dream with no result.

However, he still followed his inner choice.

"Lynch—" He looked at the eager teenager and gently nudged his shoulder with his fist. For a 17-year-old boy, the burden on his shoulders was too heavy, but legendary superstars were shaped in such situations. "Go ahead and play. I'll take care of anything that comes your way. But remember, don't be freaking stage fright."

Julio Lamas may be a hard-boiled bastard, but he's a real man.

The Spanish commentator was introducing the Argentine coach's unconventional decision at a rapid pace.

"He said at the press conference that he would start Lynch, who was only 17 years old and played for the FMP youth team last season. Now it seems that he really did it.

Lynch was on the court, the kid who had never played a single professional game, never represented his country in a FIBA ​​tournament, and whose only accomplishment was an undefeated stint in the Serbian Youth Basketball League.

But this is the ACB league, and the kid is facing the Argentine super group Baskonia.

That was a terrifying opponent he had never seen before.

Julio treats the child as a savior. He may succeed, but he is more likely to be buried under the earth.

But we have to be more tolerant of this kid. There is really no shame in coming here and finding out that you are not the best."

After saying that, the camera's focus changed from Julio Lamas to the young Lynch.

Accompanied by the thunderous cheers of "Hala Madrid" from the home crowd, the 17-year-old Lynch, dressed in white, stood on the cliff of fate.

The spotlights from the arena's dome cascaded down like a galaxy, focusing on him alone, as if he were the natural protagonist. Lynch lowered his head and tugged at the pure white jersey on his chest. The touch of his FMP youth team training shirt still felt like it was clinging to his skin, but the raised Real Madrid crest on the lapel reminded him that he was now on the professional court, at a tournament watched by all of Europe!
The announcer shouted at the scene: "Number 10, forward, from the Belgrade FMP youth team, Lin Qi!!!"

The cheers exploding from the stands were like shards of glass piercing through a dream, transforming into starlight that cast itself onto the young body wrapped in a pure white battle robe.

This voice also reminded the boy who closed his eyes and took a deep breath that everything was real!

The musty smell of the wooden floor of the FMP youth training base suddenly surged in Lynch's memory. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the Vestagre Bullring.

The four shadows of Argentina's golden generation intertwined into a behemoth in the opposite half.

Prigioni was hitting shots like a machine, Nocioni's dunks shook the rim. Scola's turn seemed to blast the wind in front of him, and Oberto stood tall in the restricted area like a stout tree.

As if sensing Lynch's gaze, the Argentine quartet stopped and looked towards the other half of the court.

These legends who once crushed the American Dream Team in the videotapes are now looking at the young man in white who started in La Liga at the age of 17 with the eyes of a new species.

Lakers overseas scout Antonio Marcellas wiped the sweat from his forehead, his throat feeling as if being strangled by an invisible hand.

This is an epic stage—a young man from the East, wearing the Real Madrid jersey, versus the Pampas Legion, which boasts four god-killers! Either he will be crowned in blood under the spotlight, or be torn to pieces by the beast's sharp teeth!
If Lynch can win, he will soar to the sky!
The starting lineups of both teams moved closer, and the referee threw the orange and black European match ball into the air.

The dream story begins!
Antonios Fuzis, who was forced to play center, failed to beat Oberto in the fight for the ball. Prigioni got the ball and steadily controlled it across half court.

Nocioni immediately asked for the ball in the low post. This Argentine forward is a very "alternative" South American player. His skills are not outstanding among the golden generation of Argentina with a flamboyant style of play. He is famous all over the world for his outstanding athletic ability.

In the 1999 Olympic Americas qualifiers, Nocioni broke through Garnett at the baseline and dunked over Garnett and Duncan, forcing the US team to take a timeout. This was the beginning of his shocking performance around the world.

KG sighed after the game: "This shot is enough to make him into the NBA."

Nocioni is such an athletic forward. With his strong physique, he was responsible for testing the toughness of the 17-year-old boy at the beginning of the game.

Although Lynch looks very strong and has a big physique, in basketball games, physique cannot directly determine a player's confrontation ability.

The Argentine player placed his arm against Lynch's chest and caught the ball securely. He then turned his back roughly, not forgetting to hug Lynch with his supporting hand.

This gave Lynch a feeling of looking in the mirror.

A post-up game where you rely on your strength and athleticism to win? Man, I won't be sleepy if you play like that!
"Bang!" The tempered glass of the backboard made a loud noise, and the entire basketball hoop was shaking. It was such a ruthless and brutal block, Lynch seemed to want to embed the basketball into the backboard!

Julio Lamas's clenched fist trembled slightly as Vlad Durovic's Balkan-accented words suddenly pierced his memory: "Sir, he's already shattered two backboards in my training gym."

Hopefully, his block doesn't also shatter the backboard.

The Vistagre bullring was set on fire and the spectators seemed to see the matador completing the final assassination of the enraged bull.

"Andres Nocioni was blocked! The 17-year-old Lynch easily blocked the Argentine who has hundreds of professional games experience! His athletic ability and his jumping ability are completely no match for Lynch!"

After Lynch completed the block, he passed the ball to Louis Bullock. The American controlled the ball outside the three-point line, ignored the tactics and everyone, and directly shot a three-pointer.

He didn't mean to avoid passing the ball, and what he said about assisting Lynch was true. It was just that the basketball gene engraved in his body made him always subconsciously shoot this kind of ball.

"Idiot!" Real Madrid captain Alberto Herreros cursed, saying that the American took his playing time for granted.

Although he was the three-point king in La Liga last season, his team failed to make the playoffs. There are reasons for this.

The basketball bounced off the rim and Louis Bullock's impatient shot failed to score.

Luis Scola grabbed the rebound and was about to look up to find someone when a pair of large, pincer-like hands pressed down on the basketball.

The experienced South American star subconsciously exerted force with her arms, the professional player's muscles and the raw power of the 17-year-old rising star pulling against each other.

But the overwhelming advantage of that raw power made Luis Scola's efforts insignificant.

"What!?"

Luis Scola watched helplessly as Lynch yanked the ball from his fingers. He lost his balance in the tug and fell to the ground. Like an old man whose wallet had been stolen by a young man, he was at a loss as to what to do. He could only helplessly watch Lynch leap from the spot and dunk!

This bestial, brutal, and unstoppable beast had already caused cracks in the South American fortress after only two rounds of competition!
After the ball went in, Lynch looked down at Scola, who was slumped on the ground, and his boots crossed over the Argentine's trembling knees.

The Spanish commentator's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he shook his head in self-mockery.

"I think I said that to the wrong person before the game, and now I want to say it again: It's okay, Louis. It's really not shameful to come here and find out that you are not the best."

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