NBA: A collection of super busts

Chapter 114 When you're behind, you can trust James!

"Bang!"

James' first free throw bounced off the rim and missed.

He looked up in frustration and cursed under his breath. Missing such a crucial free throw left him very disappointed.

"Fundamentals!" Barkley said. "James' talent is undeniable, but he really needs to improve his fundamentals. His free throw percentage this season is only 70%, which is clearly unacceptable for an outside core player."

"If he loses the game in his rookie year because of this free throw, it will definitely be the first painful experience in James' career, and he will be very frustrated himself! If he doesn't strengthen his training in these fundamentals, there will be many more similar scenarios and similar frustrations."

"But he still has a chance. If James can make this shot, the game will be tied! Let's see if he can capitalize!"

"Haha, Ye went up there. He's encouraging James, he's saying something to James. Who said they don't get along?" Kenny suddenly said at this moment, "After all, they were each other's first NBA teammates! I think their relationship must be very good."

Kenny was referring to how, after James missed the first free throw, Ye Feng walked over from under the basket, patted him on the shoulder, and leaned close to his ear. The whole scene was quite harmonious, showcasing the friendship between the young men.

"You can't even make that free throw, you bitch?" But Ye Feng's words were anything but passionate: "Are you trash? It's okay, it's okay if you miss, I'll grab the rebound and make it."

"Your dear father will always wipe your bottom!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, before James could react, he gave him a pat on the shoulder with a smile on his face.

He didn't use much force; he just wanted to show his friendliness to the cameras on set.

Don't you love performing? I'll act with you, buddy.

At least in the eyes of Kenny and Barkley, Ye Feng's performance was remarkably effective, and they praised him highly.

James could only swallow his anger and frustration as he raised his hand to shoot his second free throw.

"Bang!"

With another muffled thud, the basketball bounced off the rim once again. This time, Ye Feng rushed out the instant the basketball touched the rim and jumped up before everyone else could. He grabbed the basketball and flicked it towards the rim again.

"Whoosh!"

This time, the basketball obediently went into the hoop, and the first graders successfully overtook them!

109: 108!

"Defense! Defense! Defense!"

Ye Feng, who scored on the putback, shouted again, reminding his teammates to quickly get into defensive mode.

Meanwhile, the second-year students were clearly eager to finish their game, so they didn't call a timeout and instead let Ginobili dribble the ball up the court himself.

Under Ye Feng's shouts, apart from James who seemed somewhat disoriented and not quite in the zone, the other four players adopted a strong defensive attitude to pressure the ball handler.

At this point, the disadvantages of second graders became apparent.

They lack good perimeter players!

Yao Ming and Amar'e Stoudemire have both become the team's star players, but both of them are pure inside players.

The three perimeter players are either role players like Prince or substitutes like Ginobili, who is still developing and far from being a star.

Faced with Wade's fierce and aggressive close marking, Ginobili was in a bit of a mess. He quickly passed the ball to Jaric, but Jaric also struggled to dribble and organize the offense against Anthony, who was in high spirits at the crucial moment. He could only pass the ball again.

After this back-and-forth passing, the two most destructive and reliable players in the second year couldn't receive the ball at all.

In the end, the ball fell into Ginobili's hands, but there were only 5 seconds left on the shot clock. He could only force his speed up and step back to create space, but he had no space to shoot when facing Wade who was rushing over. Ginobili had no choice but to pass the ball again.

Prince!

This clutch player grabbed the ball at the last moment and, without hesitation, launched a jump shot!

"Whoosh!"

109: 110!

Second graders have taken the lead!

Ye Feng, who had the basketball in his grasp, could only gesture to the referee to call a timeout.

The last 17 seconds!

The journey from heaven to hell can happen in the blink of an eye.

"It's alright, we played well on this possession." The Timberwolves' assistant coach was quite relaxed and satisfied that with the score difference at one point, it was highly likely that overtime would not be necessary regardless of who won or lost.

He picked up the whiteboard and quickly drew a fairly simple and commonly used play, then said, "LeBron, the last shot is up to you. The number one draft pick has to shoulder the responsibility in the final moments, okay?"

"No problem!" James nodded emphatically.

"Ye, you serve."

Upon hearing this, James immediately wanted to remind the coach to switch players. "Damn it, Ye Feng is serving the ball. How am I supposed to receive the ball comfortably?"

But Ye Feng reacted much faster, immediately nodding in agreement: "Okay! I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

James was speechless again, and could only passively accept reality before stepping onto the court.

He had already guessed what would happen next.

He ran like crazy, but in the end, that bastard Ye Feng passed the ball to Wade, making himself the clown.

That bastard!

Holy crap! Next time I'm bringing my bros to play ball with me, so you guys won't bully me again.

With a deep sense of displeasure, James ran mechanically, and then the basketball came into his hands.

James paused for a moment when he received the ball.

You gave it to me?

"What are you doing, LeBron! Attack!" Ye Feng's shout came over in the moment of hesitation.

This guy actually executed a tactical play?

The thought flashed through James's mind, but in that very moment, he felt his hand loosen.

Prince poked the ball out of his hand.

This is the same guy who shut down last year's scoring champion McGrady in the playoffs. If James dares to lose focus now, he will naturally seize the opportunity.

Fortunately, James quickly regained his composure and accelerated back, managing to regain control of the ball before Prince could react.

But by now he had already retreated to the vicinity of the three-point line on his side.

By the time he returned to the frontcourt, almost half of the offensive time had been wasted, leaving only 10 seconds.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" James shouted, waving his hands to signal everyone to pull him away. He was determined to make the final shot and become a hero!

He dribbled continuously, trying to find a weakness in Prince's defense. A few seconds later, the guy was suddenly turned around, his shoulder pressed against Prince, and then his hand was slapped on the head.

Cover! Give us cover!

make life difficult for!

"Damn it," Ye Feng cursed, then immediately rushed over and stepped aside to block Prince for James.

He has to block it now.

He hates LeBron James, but he needs victory and the MVP award even more.

This isn't the CBA; the organizers won't award the MVP to the loser.

At the same time, he also believes in James!

At times like this, the second graders will definitely double-team him.

But when facing a double team...

After all, it's not a tie now, it's a deficit, and Ye Feng has faith in James.

So after the pick-and-roll, Ye Feng quickly drove to the basket to find his most comfortable spot.

As expected, Stoudemire rushed over and double-teamed James with Prince.

Surrounded and blocked from both sides, James accelerated his breakthrough while following his basketball instincts.

He tapped the ground with one hand and passed the ball to Ye Feng, who had already run out of space.

With only 2 seconds left in the game after receiving the ball, Ye Feng naturally didn't hesitate.

His ugly shooting form reappeared as he took an open shot.

"Buzz!"

"Whoosh!"

Two voices rang out simultaneously, and Ye Feng successfully delivered a fatal blow to the second-year students!

The first-grade team wins!

Wade was the first to rush towards Ye Feng and hug him tightly, while Milicic was the second to run over and give Ye Feng a push as a form of celebration.

Next up was Anthony, who also grabbed Ye Feng. Two seconds later, he seemed to realize what was happening, cursed "Fuck you," and then moved to hug Wade instead.

"Why did I pass it?" At this moment, James stood still, his eyes strange, his emotions complex: "Why didn't I go in myself? Why?"

He didn't know why he passed the ball; he just regretted it.

Why?!

Why should I pass the ball?

I'll just go myself. Even if I lose, it's better than letting that bastard make the game-winning shot!

"The freshman team hit the buzzer-beater! They did it! They turned the game around and won with a game-winning shot!" Barkley shouted.

The entire grade rushed forward, celebrating wildly! They hugged Ye!

"Where's LeBron James? Where is he?" Kenny followed closely: "LeBron James is already in tears!"

"He didn't rush up to celebrate with his teammates; he stood there, perhaps feeling lost and inexplicably sad. I can understand how he felt."

"Originally, this perfect teamwork could have been repeated countless times in the skies above Memphis; originally, this partnership could have become a source of pride unique to Memphis!"

"But now, perhaps we can only see it at the All-Star Rising Stars Challenge! This scene will forever remain a regret in our hearts!"

"Why make a trade? Why not have some patience? What happened within the Grizzlies that caused such a talented, complementary, and passionate duo to break up so early?"

"This will become an eternal regret for countless people, and an unsolved mystery whose truth none of us can know."

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"But no matter what, these young people may only realize after they've parted ways that what they lost was the best! Friends, cherish the people in front of you, cherish the brothers who can play basketball with you! Because maybe one day, they will no longer be able to play basketball with you."

Kenny's words are destined to bring tears to many eyes, remind many people of their best partner on the court, and make many people immediately pick up the phone to invite their best friends to play basketball for a while.

This night belonged to Ye Feng, but it was also destined to be marked with regret.

Of course, those who don't know the truth will react this way, while those who do know the truth are laughing so hard they can't stop crying.