Chapter 10: The Taste of Being Killed Badly

"I didn't teach him how to defend. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

Kareem Abdul-Jabbar vigorously explained to the coaching staff in the front row that he didn't want to be saddled with a bad reputation. Bynum's defensive choice for that ball before was a disaster...... As a superstar at the historical level, he can't afford to lose this face.

Phil Jackson was silent, his eyes were already locked on the little tiger who was holding the ball outside the three-point line to face Tracy Maddy's 100% defense.

He was looking forward to Little Tiger's answer-ball, and his instincts told him... This guy is bound to do something out of the ordinary.

During this period of contact, he has become very aware of the personality of the little tiger. Little Tiger is very kind and gets along with everyone, and in fact he has become a leavening agent in the dressing room. However... The paranoia in his bones is even beyond Kobe Bryant's, he will never fake others at critical moments, and... He never forgives provocateurs. His fangs are fiercer than the black mamba's...... The Black Mamba often leaves a whole corpse, and the little tiger is eager to tear the soul of his opponent apart.

He's more Michael-like.

Phil Jackson had already made a judgment in his heart. It's just that... He would never say that.

"Tracy's agency has always been unhappy with the commercial thing." Merkel's assistant told Merkel.

They sit in the VIP seat behind the Lakers' bench, and after tonight's game, Adidas will shoot a set of commercials for the Little Tigers at Staples Arena.

"Let the photographer point the camera at the court and give a close-up shot of Tiger and Maddie."

Merkel said: "Since he wants to be on the commercial so much, then fulfill him." ”

"This ......"

The assistant was a little hesitant, but the photographer had quickly turned the camera on the two of them...... Their instincts tell them that the little tiger will never give up so easily.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

Facing Tracy Maddie, who is much taller than him, Tiger did not take a whirlwind attack, but slapped the basketball back and forth at an extremely slow pace...... The instinct given by this rhythm is...... Isn't he afraid of being robbed? Even a middle school student can easily break the basketball with his hand.

Tracy Maddy didn't do that.

Because he tried it once before.

At that time, he quickly reached out his hand, and he swore that he had used his fastest speed.

He thought he was going to hit a blow, and he was even ready to punch the punch early.

But... The basketball just slipped 0.01 centimeters in front of his finger so casually.

Half ninety of those who have traveled a hundred miles, Tracy Madty has understood in an instant... This 0.01 centimeter is the farthest distance he defends, and he may not be able to reach it in his lifetime.

The so-called angry waves roll frost and snow, and the sky is endless.

Even when the tiger was at its weakest, it was never directly robbed...... Tracy wasn't enough to be the first to eat crabs.

Maddie took a step back vigilantly, and he watched coldly, he was sure that if he didn't make a mistake on his initiative, the little tiger would not have been able to break through his own barrier.

At this time, the slow pace of the little tiger's slap began to increase.

Syllable!

Tracy heard the sound of a basketball whizzing away.

Syllable!

The trajectory of the basketball under the rapid slap made a blasting sound in the air.

Syllable!

Tracy can no longer see the basketball in its entirety, only the afterimage.

Bang Bang Bang!!

Tracy felt that his eardrums were suddenly and uninterrupted, and the only sound in the arena seemed to be the drumbeat of a basketball hitting the floor, and there were only continuous afterimages in his eyes.

He had lost count of the number of dribbles he had come and gone, and what was even more shocking was that the bouncing basketball showed no signs of slowing down, and even continued to climb.

It's not scary, it's scary to be fast without end.

A drop of cold sweat flowed from Tracy's forehead, and he didn't dare to act rashly at this time, because he knew that if he was close to his body first, he would be passed by in one step; Then retreat and release suddenly, the little tiger will definitely shoot extremely fast. So he could only tense himself and stay in place, maintaining a slightly ridiculous posture and not moving.

"I'll break through from the right side."

As soon as the little tiger's voice reached Tracy's ears, his right foot stepped out of the air violently, like a dragon, wanton and horizontal.

Tracy Maddy hurried to follow, but... It's already half a beat slower.

Although Little Tiger's first step is not as bluffing as Maddie's claim to be 'the fastest in the world', combined with his bizarre and sharp dribbling, there are only a handful of defensive experts who can keep up.

Tracy Madty is clearly not one of them, and his talent is more focused on the offensive end.

When Tiger Tiger stepped into the free throw line, Howard quickly stepped up and tried to block Tiger Cub's footsteps to form an early pack.

However... His arrival sounded the death knell for Tracy Maddie.

At the moment when the two were about to collide violently with the momentum of the golden iron horse, the little tiger suddenly spun... Shout! Howard heard the wind whizzing away, but he couldn't hold the fleeting figure, and at that moment, he seemed to see the years pass by like a white horse in front of his eyes.

Old!

One of the former Michigan Five Tigers sighed in his heart.

Burst!

Tracy Maddie, who couldn't dodge, collided with Juwan Howard.

At the same time, the little tiger who took advantage of the historical level to turn around and dodge away had already drilled into the three-second zone, and he quickly took off into the air... Mutombo tried his best, stretched out his arm and fanned it hard... However, the little tiger just easily slipped past his side with a lever and then dunked the basketball back into the basket with a backhand...... Rumble!

The action is light and wonderful, like the bright moon shining on the river, and like the breeze blowing on the hills!

The Rockets' defense was blown by the breeze from the outside in, inside and out.

As soon as summer began, they already felt a hint of coolness.

“tigerrrrrrrrrrr!!!!”

The commentator was the first to wake up from the shocking dunk, and he let out a roar that woke up the entire arena.

In an instant, the Staples Arena was completely boiling, and every fan's ass jumped from their chairs...... They let out the biggest roar of their lives at the top of their lungs, and this answer-ball fulfilled all their imaginations of the word 'revenge'.

This is a slap in the face!!

On the big screen, I can't wait to replay the whole goal process of Little Tiger...... The sound wave once again set off a high-tide tide.

“show-time!!!”

Little Tiger's one-on-one dunk shows an unprecedented beauty, and Tracy Maddie, who is known for his elegance, is more like a clumsy goose against the backdrop, his aura is completely crushed, and even collides with Juwan Howard on the defensive end of the ugly and funny.

Mutombo shook his head helplessly in the sound, he watched the replay on the big screen, and the little tiger's cut angle was too tricky, seizing his only gap.

"Did we give him too little of the ball?"

Phil Jackson looked back, and he was reflecting on his hiring strategy.

Wen nodded and shouted excitedly, "Yes, it's too special." He should be given a heads-up for every ball, and every game he must shake a player or complete a one-on-one dunk!! He has the ability. ”

"I agree!!"

Kobe Bryant also chimed in excitedly on the side.

The little tiger set off a carnival at home.

Tracy Maddie's face was very ugly, and it didn't feel good to be killed.

"Did you take a picture?" Merkel asked the photographer.

"It's filmed."

Merkel nodded, he was excited and very satisfied. This will be a flash cut element in the latest commercial.

…… (To be continued.) )