NBA: A collection of super busts

Chapter 102 I love it here so much, there are no giant babies here.

"If you could say one thing to your Grizzlies teammates and management right now, what would you say?"

"You'll regret this!" Ye Feng said. "We'll win the championship before them!"

After this question, Thorne frowned. He didn't want these controversies; he wanted to end the press conference quietly and discreetly. So he gave a wink, and immediately a reporter stood up and asked a fairly standard question.

"Are you satisfied with the Nets?"

"I am very satisfied." But Ye Feng seemed oblivious to the reporter's signal and began to speak: "There are no overgrown babies here who need to be pampered by everyone, no children who throw tantrums if they can't catch the ball. Everyone here is great and very enthusiastic."

"I think I'll have a wonderful career in New Jersey."

Seeing that Ye Feng was about to start a fight, Thorne, who disliked causing trouble, quickly coughed and then intervened.

"Alright, everyone, sorry, our training is about to begin. If this continues, Byron will blow my head off. So, this press conference is now adjourned. We'll have plenty of time to talk later."

The reporters who came tonight were all people he had invited. Since the meeting ended early, they naturally had no objections and applauded in a very cooperative manner. Then they started to figure out how to praise Ye Feng.

Of course, Ye Feng's final accusation about being a "giant baby" must also be reported.

After all, they promised Thorne they wouldn't ask, but you brought it up yourself, so don't blame us...

"Training ground?" After the meeting, Ye Feng was quite proactive. Although there was still a long time before today's training, he didn't want to give people the first impression of being lazy and not working hard.

“Of course,” Thorne said. “But that’s none of my business after that. If you need anything, like finding a house or buying a car, you can contact me. I know a lot of good real estate agents. Whether you want to live in Manhattan or East Rutherford, it’s no problem.”

Ye Feng thanked him, saying, "I will have my agent contact you."

"I don't need it for now, I have a place to stay in New York. But I can skip the extra training session, I need to do physical therapy first. This old guy of mine needs to be properly cared for before every workout these days." Davis, a seasoned veteran, patted his knee.

The others didn't ask any further questions, but instead walked together to the locker room to change clothes and begin training.

By the time Kidd and the others arrived at the training hall with the main force, Ye Feng and Haslem were already covered in sweat.

Kidd held out his hand to those around him and said, "Come on, 50 dollars each. I knew Ye would definitely train extra beforehand!"

Jefferson and Kittels both screamed and simultaneously pulled money from their pockets and handed it to Kidd.

Scott arrived on the court at this moment: "Well then, let's warm up first. Ye, Udonis, Antonio, you three come over here. I've compiled the team's tactics manual, with the dozens of tactics that the team uses most often at the front."

"You guys should memorize it as soon as possible and integrate into the team quickly."

Kidd leaned in and said with a smile, "There's no need for that, Byron. I trust Ye. I've watched many of his matches, and I know his style."

"I can just throw it into the air; he'll catch it, right?"

"I can catch it." Ye Feng smiled, but didn't want to offend the head coach: "But I want to do more than just slam the ball into the basket from the air."

"So, I still need to memorize the tactics properly."

Scott and Kidd both nodded in satisfaction; Ye Feng had made a very good first impression on them.

Next, everyone on the Nets team began their training.

The Nets have recently enjoyed a relatively relaxed schedule, with no games for three consecutive days, which allows them to intensify their training and help Ye Feng and others integrate into the team as quickly as possible.

To this end, Scott also added a lot of group scrimmage training so that everyone could get to know each other.

Once the group scrimmage began, Ye Feng and Kidd, who were assigned to the same team, played together quite comfortably.

The two clicked almost seamlessly and immediately displayed a chemistry.

Ye Feng's screen quality and timing of the roll made Kidd roar with excitement, while his imaginative passes left Ye Feng speechless.

For Kidd, Ye Feng's screens were more solid than Martin's, his impact was even greater, and he also had an ugly shot that Martin didn't have.

For Ye Feng, Kidd's passing imagination and creativity were in no way inferior to Williams', and at the same time, the quality of his passing was significantly better than Williams'.

His control over the timing, angle, and speed of his passes is absolutely masterful.

If Williams' passing was still at the stage of showing off, often resulting in unnecessary mistakes, then Kidd's passing had reached the point of being natural and effortless.

This guy is a true master!

After two days of practice and adjustment, the Nets quickly faced their first opponent since the trade.

City rivals, the New York Knicks!

Of course, only they consider themselves the Knicks' crosstown rivals; New Yorkers at most see them as their distant, poor relatives from the countryside.

So even though the two teams' home courts and training bases are only a few dozen kilometers apart, there is absolutely no sense of camaraderie between them. New Yorkers completely look down on everything about the Nets.

So when the Nets players walked into Madison Square Garden, even though the Knicks were only ninth in the Eastern Conference and still a long way from a .5 winning percentage, and even though the Nets had reached the NBA Finals in the past two years and were currently 15-10...

It ranks second in the East in terms of negative energy.

But they were met with a barrage of boos and laughter.

Then it quickly coalesced into a unified shout.

"Hillbilly! Hillbilly! Hillbilly!"

"How enthusiastic!" Hearing the boos from all directions, Ye Feng closed his eyes comfortably and put his hands to his ears as if listening.

When the fans at the scene saw that this guy still dared to provoke them, they immediately increased their volume and amplified their output.

"That feels good!" Ye Feng chuckled. "We don't get this kind of treatment in Memphis. Nobody treats us like opponents, and the boos we get are weak and ineffective."

"No wonder you're the NCAA's number one villain!" Kidd gave a thumbs up and said, "I'm starting to believe that rumor more and more. You must have pulled some strings with LeBron. Only a real man like you would do something like that."

"If you make that kind of joke again, Jason," Ye Feng said, having gotten to know Kidd better these past few days and understanding the style of this cunning guy, "I'll use a spiked club to stab you in the back door and hang you from the ceiling of our stadium."

"Anyway, it's completely empty there now, there's nothing there."

"You can be the first!"

Just as Kidd was about to retort, Ye Feng suddenly looked behind him and said, "Udonis, what are you doing?"

Kidd turned around and saw Haslem standing not far behind him, looking very alert.

"Get ready to break up this fight!" Haslem grinned. "I thought you two were arguing."

"Fuck you?" Kidd looked completely bewildered. Trying to break up the fight?

Kidd knew all too well what this bastard was up to.

Your so-called mediation is just holding me down so I can't move, and then letting Ye Feng do whatever he wants.

"It's subconscious," Ye Feng laughed. "A bad habit I developed in Memphis."

"You little buddy," Kidd remarked again, "you're going to be the nightmare of the entire league."

The group chatted and warmed up as they went, and soon it was time for the competition to begin.

On the Knicks' side, their starting five have already taken to the court. This team is no longer the Eastern Conference powerhouse it once was, a team full of gangsters. The New York gang of the 90s, where everyone was a soldier, has disbanded. Now, the team's leader is Allan Houston, who just signed a big contract.

But apart from Houston, the only other notable player on the team is Keith Van Horn, the second overall pick in the draft, and Kurt Thomas.

The starting guard is Charlie Ward, the only veteran on the team who fully experienced the glory days of the 90s, and the small forward is Shandon Anderson.

This New York team, composed of these players, is arguably the most lackluster, least talented, and least promising Knicks team in franchise history. At least compared to the current New Jersey team, their roster is truly appalling.

Even so, New Yorkers have not given up their sense of superiority and arrogance.

Tonight, the Nets showed the utmost respect and trust to their new acquisitions.

Antonio Davis made his first start of the season, and Ye Feng was also placed in the starting lineup by the Nets, along with the three outside players who helped the team reach the Finals: Corey Kittles, Richard Jefferson, and team leader Jason Kidd.

Kittles, nicknamed "Mosquito," was a lottery pick in the 1996 draft class. Although he didn't become a star, he had all-around skills and a decent shooting range, making him the Nets' most reliable three-point shooter.

Third-year forward Jefferson has made rapid progress, and so far this season he has become the team's leading scorer, averaging 18 points, 5 rebounds, and 3 assists per game.

The average number of assists per game has already shown that a new All-Star level forward is rising.

Finally, team leader Kidd has averaged 8.9 assists per game this season, ranking second in the assist rankings, only behind Nash's 8.9 assists.

He was the team's brain, engine, and leader. On the court, Kidd could do everything except score and make shots.

This trio of forwards is considered by many to be the best defensive trio on the perimeter in the Eastern Conference.

Amidst a chorus of boos and jeers of "country bumpkins," the two center forwards took their places in the center circle.

Davis and Thomas both stood up at the same time after the basketball reached its highest point, and in the end, the taller Davis successfully won the first possession of the night for his team.

After getting the basketball, Kidd calmly advanced forward. This guy is one of the few top-level playmakers in the league who can steadily organize in half-court offense and direct attacks from a great distance in fast breaks. After arriving at the frontcourt, he waved his hand, signaling Ye Feng to come up and set a screen.

After a quick exchange at the high post, the two players simultaneously charged towards the basket.

Then Kidd casually tossed the ball into the air, and Ye Feng reached his highest point almost at the same time. He caught the basketball in mid-air with one hand and slammed it heavily towards the basket.

"boom!"

After the explosion, Ye Feng scored his first point in his Nets career!

"Let's give Ye a full-on feeding game tonight!" After scoring, Kidd turned back to his teammates and said.

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Let Ye feel our enthusiasm! Let those idiots in Memphis know just how stupid they are!

"Understood!" Jefferson and the others shouted at the same time, and the team's morale soared.

On the Knicks' offense, Ward was unable to organize any offense at all due to Kidd's close marking; the difference in their skill levels was too obvious, and he could only pass the ball to Anderson.

Anderson, too, had no solution against Kittels.

After a series of sluggish and unsightly passes, the Knicks could only rely on their only star player, Houston, to force his way through the defense, then suddenly stop in mid-range to attempt a jump shot.

However, this kind of pull-up jump shot after a breakthrough is not Houston's forte; he prefers to run and receive a pass from his teammate before shooting.

It's just that the Knicks' current roster makes it impossible for him to play like that.

Secondly, Ye Feng had been waiting nearby. As soon as he saw Houston collect the ball, he rushed over, jumped up, and slapped the ball that Houston had just thrown away.

"Good shot!" Kidd yelled, his hands moving even faster as he grabbed the ball in a split second, then he sprinted towards the frontcourt: "Run!"

In the blink of an eye, this guy had already dribbled to the frontcourt. His absolute speed wasn't fast at all, but his dribbling was as steady as a rock. No matter how hard Ward tried, he couldn't slow him down.

Kidd pushed Ward all the way to the basket, and as he jumped up to drive toward the hoop, Thomas finally came over and jumped up to try and block the basketball from his hands.

But Kidd suddenly twisted his wrist, and the basketball flew towards Ye Feng, who was following up in the middle. After receiving the ball, Ye Feng stood up again and this time violently slammed it down with both hands behind his head. Madison's rim screamed again.

"Nice!" The first one to rush towards Ye Feng was Jefferson, who had also been on a fast break and in open space but had failed to receive the pass: "That dunk was fucking awesome, Ye!"

Completely different treatment!

If the same situation happened with the Grizzlies, that guy would be looking constipated and blaming Williams for not passing the ball.

But Jefferson was all excited, cheering Ye Feng on.

Kidd's pass was truly comfortable and precise. If it had been Williams, he would have added an extra back pass to show off, making it even more visually impressive. But Ye Feng would have needed to make some adjustments to comfortably smash the ball in.

Two goals later, a line popped into Ye Feng's mind.

Jason, let's not contact each other anymore, I'm afraid Jason will misunderstand.