Chapter 210: Pre-Game Mobilization
The national youth team finally got on the plane to North Korea. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 The senior management of the Info Basketball Association also seemed to know that the trip was full of dangers, and specially arranged a special plane to and fro.
Director Lu Tong personally led the team, and he and the three coaches sat in the first-class seats in front of them and talked and laughed. The players were also happy to be quiet in the back.
"Coach An, what preparations have you done for this game?" Director Li asked.
"This ......" Fu Chen and Shen Hao glanced at each other, but they didn't know where to start.
"What's wrong?" Director Li was puzzled.
"Well, we weren't ready for the North Korean game at all." Coach Ann said slowly.
"Huh?" Director Li was stupid. There are still 2 days until the final of the qualifiers, and you are not prepared?
"That's right, I think that if you compare hard power, the other side is not at the same level as us at all." Coach An explained: "But if you show the players the video of the game, I'm afraid it will affect everyone's fighting spirit. ”
"Is it that scary?" Li Lutong was busy with work, and he didn't watch the video of North Korea's previous games.
"Yes, it's really scary." Coach An said seriously: "They are still just children, facing such pressure. ”
"But I think I still trust the strength of the players." Li Lutong said: "There is nothing happening on the plane, how about showing them the video of the game?" ”
Coach An hesitated again and again, and finally gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Okay, play it for them!" ”
A few minutes later, the monitors in the cabin were all lowered and a video of the game was played.
"Please note that the semi-finals of the World Youth Championship qualifiers are being played now, with North Korea hosting South Korea." Shen Hao introduced: "For the North Korean team, the previous games have no reference value, just watching this one is enough. ”
"Why didn't the previous games have value?" Utu asked.
"Because this is the only one that is their home stadium of the Pyongyang Devils!" Liang Kuan replied. After getting along during this time, the upright and simple Utu became friends with the arrogant and autistic Liang Kuan.
Just at the beginning, North Korea's No. 5 player dribbled the ball straight to the inside and forced a layup.
"No. 5 Jung Jae-il, North Korea's ace player. Height 196cm, weight 90kg, arm span 205cm, bench press 120kg, 3/4 sprint 3.09 seconds, good physical fitness. Shen Hao said.
"This ......" Li Lutong poked his head out, nodded and asked, "Hanamichi, what are these data that you measured during the training camp a few days ago?" ”
"Height 199cm, weight 98kg, arm span 219cm, bench press 130kg, 3/4 sprint 2.98 seconds." Ikebana has a good memory, and I remember it all.
"This ......" Li Lutong turned his head to look at Shen Hao and said, "Isn't it the end of Zheng Zairi?" ”
"Of course it's all over, how can ikebana be on the same level as that kind of guy." Shen Hao nodded without hesitation.
"We finished the opponent's ace player in the first grade, is it possible to lose?" Li Lutong was surprised inexplicably.
"Director, just look at the game!"
An extremely vicious elbow from the North Korean center knocked the South Korean center to the ground, and blood oozed from his head.
"Defensive fouls, free throws." The referee blew for a foul, but only for a normal foul.
And South Korea's center has been beaten dizzy and can't hit the free throw basket at all.
"No. 7 Choi Niubi, 203cm tall, 110kg in weight, 140kg bench press, the number one inside line of the North Korean team." Fu Chen introduced.
"This is the number one inside line?" Liang Kuanle was happy, and the contempt in his tone was fully revealed.
A small guard of the North Korean team elbowed away from a defender and hit a layup on the inside.
"Captain No. 4 Li Longduan, 182cm tall. He's very dark. Fu Chen frowned.
"He's almost elbowed to the South Koreans, and the referee still doesn't blow it?" Zhang Daoxian complained: "I really interrupted the dragons in others." ”
"The number 6 is their defensive ace An Tao, who is 192cm tall. He also has a lot of small movements. Shen Hao looked at the players worriedly.
"Hmph, that's dirty." Liu Chuan looked at the screen with disdain, and An Tao slapped the South Korean player's wrist.
"No. 8 Yin Dangren, 187cm tall. This player has some three-point ability! ”
Zong Yilang looked at the opponent's shot and smiled slightly: "Compared with Jing Shoushan, it is not a different dimension at all." ”
Half of the game, Coach An finally walked out of the first class cabin and said to the players: "Do you know the game?" ”
"It's already clear." Mu Shen said: "It's a 5-on-8 game, right?" ”
"In addition to the three referees, we also have the enemy of the spectators." An Guangyi said: "You have also heard how crazy the shouts of the North Korean audience are. It was a 5-on-9 match, and our opponents were 5 North Korean players, 3 referees and a wave of horrified spectators. Do you still have confidence in such a competition? ”
"I've got some ideas." Liang Kuan showed his signature yin owl smile.
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At this time in Pyongyang, a group of young people are standing under the red and blue national flag and saluting.
"I take the oath on behalf of the athletes!" Li Longduan stood at the head of the one, stood upright under the national flag and recited the skillful lines aloud: "As fighters of the people, we solemnly swear under the national flag: we vow to defeat the Chinese revisionist athletes, defeat the lackeys of these capitalists, and kill these maggots who have no sense of fighting." For the sake of the only communist country, for the sake of the only truth, we will surely win! ”
"We will win!" The athletes swore in unison.
"Good, good, good!" A group of people behind them clapped their hands and stepped forward. A fat man at the head kept cheering. He is naturally the supreme leader of North Korea.
"Comrades have worked hard!"
"For the generalissimo, don't work hard!"
"Good!" Si Fat stood still, and although he only walked a few short steps, he seemed to be a little breathless: "Please comrades, please strive to build Korea into a modern society with free labor, sound welfare, and beautiful happiness, and to realize freedom, democracy, common prosperity and reunification on the Goryeo Peninsula and a society of great harmony for all mankind!" ”
"Yes! Generalissimo! ”
"Comrade Park Chang-do!" The four fat names are people.
The head coach of the North Korean team, Park Chang-do, walked over tremblingly, he is old and is a famous basketball player in the country.
"Remember what I said to you before, this game is only allowed to win, not to lose!" The four fat squinted, but there was a fierce light in the small eyes.
"Yes, yes!"
"Put to use the secret weapon we kept earlier!"
"Yes, yes!"
"Don't care about the friendship between China and North Korea. These are extraordinary times, so you must take the power into your own hands! The four fat growled and said.
"Yes, yes!" Park Changduo bowed his head and said yes again and again, like a marionette in the hands of the four fats.