NBA: My template has no limit

In the first month of the regular season, Kobe Bryant averaged only about twelve minutes of playing time per game for the Los Angeles Lakers, scoring 7.5 points and grabbing 1.5 rebounds per game.

The media will not let go of any topical event, and soon, headlines such as "Kobe vs. Jordan", "Kobe's determined gaze is like Jordan's", and "Kobe is Jordan's successor" reappeared in the public eye.

"Look at this, this is Los Angeles. Kids who can only score a few points in garbage time are being compared to Jordan."

Newman glanced at the newspaper with disdain; the true intentions were now revealed.

"If you ask me, only Xu Feng deserves to be compared to Jordan."

The advantage of playing in a major market is the huge exposure and commercial value, but every move a player makes will be scrutinized by the media.

While playing for the Los Angeles Lakers, O'Neal's free throw percentage was less than 40% last week, and his 1-for-11 free throw performance against the Nuggets was also widely reported by the media.

"O'Neal's free throws = giving away points!"

On December 8th, a prime Sunday, NBC broadcast live across the United States the Milwaukee Bucks' first official regular season game against the Chicago Bulls.

Kobe should step aside for now; someone more comparable to Jordan is coming.

Before the match, major media outlets fueled the fire, completely immersed in their own artistic pursuits and utterly disregarding the experience of those involved.

Jordan smiled kindly at the rookie who kept provoking him.

"We played against him in the preseason. His fundamentals are very good, and he can shoot threes, which is great."

Rookies, they always think they can do anything and dare to say anything.

"The preseason is the preseason, and the regular season is the regular season. The showtime of playing with the kids is over; now it's work time."

"Oh, and tell that young man: Welcome to the NBA. Tonight, I'll show him what a real game is like."

Faced with Jordan's kind answer, the cunning Robinson decisively ran away, leaving the arduous task of guarding Jordan one-on-one to Xu Feng.

The reporter shoved the microphone in Xu Feng's face and shouted:

"Xu Feng, are you confident you can score 30 points against Jordan tonight?"

"hehe……"

Otherwise, I'll just chop you up.

The wicked will be punished by the wicked, and Xu Feng finally experienced the same kind of pain that Iverson felt.

This season, the Bradley Center has become a regular feature on national television, and for the first time, Bucks fans have felt the attention they receive from the league.

As the players entered the court, they greeted the Chicago Bulls with a deafening chorus of boos and cheered for the Milwaukee Bucks.

Before a game starts, never expect away fans to say nice things to you.

"Both the Chicago Bulls and the Milwaukee Bucks are at full strength for this game, a matchup between the top two teams in the East and the third-ranked team – it's sure to be a thrilling game!"

The nationally televised commentary team, featuring Mav Albert and his partner Matt Augusta, will be on duty today.

Jordan, Pippen, and Rodman, three seasoned veterans who had seen it all, smiled and enjoyed the praise from the crowd.

A group of people in the stands held up eye-catching signs with a picture of a braised egg nestled in the arms of a man with a whistle in his mouth, and the title was "The baby is looking for his father."

"The God of Basketball? Jordan, the softie who only relies on the referees' whistles!"

"Pippen, without Jordan you're just a piece of trash on the sidelines!"

"Rodman, your fancy hair isn't as cool as mine...!"

They were old rivals, so there was no need for small talk. Both sides proceeded step by step and got down to warming up.

The game begins, Vin Baker wins possession, and Sherman is in Harper's...

At the start of the game, Jordan actively positioned himself next to Xu Feng to guard him.

He didn't want Xu Feng to show off in front of them again.

Sherman carried the ball forward and lobbed it directly to Vin Baker, whose physique held its own against Rodman.

Vin Baker raised the basketball high with both hands, used his hips and hamstrings to push past Rodman, and then made a hook shot after a half-turn.

The Bulls' offense and defense transitioned very quickly. Harper dribbled the ball across half-court and passed it to Pippen, who was standing at the top of the key. Pippen then passed it to Jordan.

Jordan held the ball with both hands in place, dribbled slowly, lowered his center of gravity, and feinted slightly with his shoulders, as if he was about to charge forward. Xu Feng quickly stepped forward to block him and prevent him from accelerating.

Jordan took a half-step to the side with his left foot, just enough to block Xu Feng's center of gravity. Instantly, he leaned forward with his right shoulder and charged out like a cheetah, dribbling the ball at a fast pace and driving straight to the right.

Xu Feng tried to catch up, but it was too late. Jordan drove into the paint and laid the ball in with his right hand.

That's Jordan for you. Even if Xu Feng knew he was going to go one-on-one, he would still have a hard time stopping him.

"A clean and decisive one-on-one victory; it looks like our rookie Xu Feng is about to get a lesson from Jordan!"

Although Robinson didn't dare to guard Jordan one-on-one, it didn't mean he was really afraid of Jordan. On the contrary, he got really into it when playing against the Bulls.

Robinson received the ball in the low post, backed down against Pippen, and after a dribbling contest, turned with his right hand. However, he didn't provide enough contact on the first touch, leaving Pippen still hanging on Robinson's side, ready to defend!

Robinson dribbled with his right hand, slightly lowered his left shoulder, and forcefully pushed past Pippen, taking two steps to lay up the ball and score!

At the start of the game, both teams had plenty of energy and chose attacking methods that better showcased their strength.

Jordan received the ball and attempted to contest it with his shoulder, but found he couldn't get past Xu Feng. He then stepped forward and forced his way forward against Xu Feng.

Sherman thought Jordan was going to take on Xu Feng one-on-one again, so he double-teamed him from the baseline. But Jordan held off Xu Feng and suddenly stopped, stretched out his right hand, twisted his wrist, and the basketball bounced off the ground and was passed to Harper, who was left wide open.

Three-pointer, and it's in!

Jordan leaned close to Xu Feng's ear and said:

"Go practice some more, kid. This isn't a place for you."

In response to Jordan's provocation, Xu Feng calmly replied, "Don't you know you have bad breath, Mike? Maybe you should brush your teeth before playing basketball."

Jordan's face darkened, and he said nothing.

In the next possession, Jordan was completely enraged by Xu Feng and went all out on defense, sticking close to Xu Feng and not even letting him receive the ball.

Xu Feng kept running, bypassing Robinson's screen, and then received the ball with a handoff from Vin Baker's second screen. He turned around and faced Jordan who was following him.

Jordan, panting heavily, stood with his legs apart, taking small, quick steps, his eyes fixed on the basketball in Xu Feng's hand.

Xu Feng lowered his body slightly, dribbled the ball slowly with one hand, and looked down at Jordan.

When Robinson the dog saw that Xu Feng was going to take on Jordan one-on-one, he abandoned the ball and stood aside with a smile.

He was happy to see this happen. If Xu Feng failed in the one-on-one, he could still mock him. If Xu Feng succeeded in making Jordan suffer, he would be even happier.

"Oh ho ho! It looks like Xu Feng is going to give Jordan a one-on-one opportunity. I saw them exchange a few words just now, but Jordan, who took the initiative, didn't look too good." Matt Augusta said excitedly.

The entire stadium was glued to the two players' every move; this was a historic moment.

Xu Feng moved, making a series of large changes of direction and using sliding, dragging steps to try to shift Jordan's center of gravity.

Jordan ignored the fakes and followed Xu Feng closely with quick, short steps, leaving no space for Xu Feng to get past him in one step.

The next second, Xu Feng suddenly executed a wide crossover dribble followed by a sharp pull forward, instantly changing speed and taking a sudden sideways step. Jordan promptly slid laterally to cover, closing in and trying to stop him with his body.

Xu Feng's height advantage comes into play here. His longer wingspan and legs allow him to move with greater range of motion. There is only a hand's width of misalignment, but that is enough!

He lowered his left shoulder, braced himself against Jordan's chest, and used the rebound force to sidestep and push off the ground, heading straight for the paint.

Jordan instantly twisted his waist and turned around, jumped to the side to chase and defend, and raised his long arms high to prepare for a big block.

For an ordinary person, Jordan's incredible speed might compensate for his positional disadvantage, but Xu Feng is no ordinary person.

Snapped!

Unable to touch the basketball, Jordan's hand slammed heavily into Xu Feng's wrist!

Xu Feng's hand trembled, but he forcefully grabbed the basketball and slammed it into the basket!

beep!

The whistle blows and the ball goes in!

"oh!"

The nearly 20,000 audience members fell silent for a moment, then shouted and gasped in unison! They held their heads, covered their eyes, hugged each other, and pounded their thighs, unable to believe that what they had just witnessed was real.

On the Bucks' bench, Newman led the way, throwing towels and rushing onto the court. Several towels flew like snowflakes as Vin Baker and a few others surrounded Xu Feng, vigorously rubbing his head. Even Robinson, unusually, found Xu Feng and gave him a high-five in celebration!

On the Bulls' side, they stood with their hands behind their heads, looking incredulous.

At that moment, they felt as if they were seeing God on the field!

"Two plus one! I... I don't want to admit it, but... but that was definitely a perfect dunk."

Mav Albert's voice was somewhat dry, due to the tightness in his throat caused by extreme shock.

Matt Augusta was even more excited, ignoring his distorted voice, he yelled into the microphone:

"Superman! Xu Feng is Superman! He treats Jordan as his hero's cape and basketball as his weapon! He did it, he really did it!"