Heinz. Nowitzki's experience of basketball since he was a child was invincible and lonely. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The number one superstar in the history of German basketball, Dirk. Nowitzki had many children under his knees, and even more so grandchildren, among whom he loved Heinz the most. Heinz has loved basketball since he was a child, and his excellent genetic talent, motivation from interest and his grandfather's masterful guidance naturally swept his peers.

In junior high school, he led the school team to dominate all of Germany, and in high school he had already transferred to a professional team. Whether it's Schmitz or Frank, these peers are all his losers.

Heinz has had almost no opponents in his career, with the only exception being the smiling Serbian kid. But that guy is a defender, after all, there is no direct alignment.

And now, Team USA's marking specialist Battier is standing in front of him, which makes Heinz feel threatened by his peers for the first time.

"Didn't you play the number three position?" Nowitzki deliberately provoked the opponent: "Can you defend the fourth position?" ”

Battier was unmoved, but reached out to measure the height of the two, and said with a smile: "You're not that tall, no problem." ”

"Heh, you dare to underestimate me." Nowitzki was on fire for a while, and although he wasn't too tall, he shot extremely smoothly and shot very high. In the past, the defenders who were taller than themselves were not afraid of their interference.

In the second quarter, the German team served, Nowitzki ran directly to the three-point line to receive the ball, and did not hesitate to turn around and shoot when he got the ball.

"Miracle!" Liang Kuan and Hanamichi said in unison.

But Battier was unexpectedly sealed in front of him, and a palm was placed in Nowitzki's face.

"Because the opponent's shot is too high, do you choose to block the view?" Zebei had suffered a loss when he was playing against Battier, and he understood it at once: "Clever choice." ”

The ball hit the neck of the basket, bounced straight up and luckily landed in the net.

"It's worthy of the miracle realm, amazing!" The two each gave each other an evaluation in their hearts. Nowitzki was amazed by how well he defended, while Battier was surprised that he was able to force the ball in place.

"I couldn't parry it anymore, and the other party sent such a strong opponent. If my offense is blocked, the team is completely finished. Novitsky thought as he ran back.

With a "brush" sound, the ball brushed the net and fell to the ground.

Nowitzki looked back in surprise to find Battier standing two steps in front of the center circle and already shooting a three-pointer.

"It's too loose." Battier smiled mockingly.

"Interesting!" Nowitzki actually laughed. His fighting spirit is as strong as steel, but he wants to go up again only to find that the opponent's defensive strategy has changed. Battier was aggressive around the front of the defense, he was quick and did a good job of containing the Germans' passes. Not to mention that Iverson is still watching from the sidelines, and he doesn't know when he will make a break.

Schmitz couldn't pass the ball and had to give it to Frank on the inside. Frank used his delicate footwork to move from side to side, turning around and dodging a gap to shoot.

The ball was sent to the door as if it had been sent to the door, and it ate another big hat from Davis. Davis is a very steady guy, and because he can interfere with the opponent's shooting with his arm span standing, he rarely jumps and is difficult to eat. Frank's exquisite footwork skills meet an opponent like him, and it is a show to meet the soldiers, and there is no reason to explain it, and there is no way to do it.

On the other hand, in the United States, with Iverson's sharp knife that tears through the defense, Battier's big musket is coming up again. Battier's presence forced the Germans to spread out their defensive formation and put more manpower on the perimeter, leaving the interior empty.

Williams threw it casually, Davis jumped lightly, grabbed the ball with one hand and pressed it into the basket with his eyes closed!

"It's so easy!" The Serbian players in front of the screen were also terrified. In the previous warm-up game, they used eight successes to barely defeat the German team, and the Americans did not exert all their strength to easily crush it.

At 113:84, the U.S. team replaced most of the main forces in the final quarter, and still won the opponent by a big score and advanced to the knockout round!

The order of the first round of the knockout rounds is: Spain vs. France, USA vs. Russia, Serbia vs. Argentina, China vs. Germany.

The knockout rounds were in full swing the next day, with Spain and France in the opening game being inextricably linked, and in the last 10 seconds, France relied on Adrian's three-pointer to take a one-point lead, and the golden boy Ruhr's whistle layup shattered the Gallic Rooster's dreams.

1 point of defeat, Adrian's handsome face shed tears of regret.

But Ruhl wasn't necessarily happy. Their next opponent is destined to be the United States, which means that this is the end of Spain's tournament schedule.

The war between the United States and Russia has always attracted a lot of attention, and the Russians, who claim to be the former superpowers, have always refused to convince the Americans. For patriotic Andrey. This is especially true of Carré.

It's a pity that he met the murderous Barneys. Cato.

Godzla Carre, who is 216cm tall and weighs 126kg, looks smaller when he stands in front of Cato, who is 220cm tall and weighs 141kg, and is covered with tendons and flesh like a bodybuilder.

"I heard your nickname is Godzilla?" Cato looked at the opponent in front of him and laughed, "Then I'm Ultraman!" ”

For the first time in his career, Carré felt fear before he even kicked off.

Jump ball is not important for a four-quarter game. But in a sense, the jump ball is a competition to measure the ability of the center, and it determines the inside trend of the rest of the game.

For the first time, Carré lost his confidence in a jump ball.

A huge black shadow passed in front of his eyes, and Carré felt as if he was the first to jump, but the huge black man's huge body came first, and he leapt to a higher place!

Cato gave the racket to Kidd, who slowly dribbled twice as if to slow down the pace, and after focusing the attention of the Russian player on himself, he suddenly pushed hard with his left palm, and the ball flew straight to the opponent's basket like a cannonball.

Carré's attention was still quite focused, he sensed the opponent's fast attack intentions, and returned to defense early. After Cato received the ball, two centers were formed to face each other.

"Come on!" Carré roared, as if emboldening himself.

Cato holds the ball in his right hand and gently pulls his left hand with his little finger slightly on the corner of his opponent's coat. Carré only felt a strong force coming, and although he was able to gain a firm foothold with the force under his feet, he was led crookedly, and he had missed the opportunity to jump.

Cato took this opportunity to take half a step forward and jumped with his right arm to score!

"You're still too tender!" He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips with a wild look.