Chapter 120: Let Me Teach You How to Play
The whistle blew as Bonner's bounce and skill were beaten by Mark Browns, the Celtics got their first shot, and West controlled the ball and pushed it across the halfcourt.
At 193 centimeters tall, West is almost a head taller than Kyle, but weighs less than 90 kilograms. Don't look at him as thin as he is, but his strength is not weak. Kyle slammed hard with his chest on his back while he was holding the ball in an attempt to cause West to lose his balance and wait for an opportunity to make a steal. But he didn't expect that the opponent was just a step forward, and the previous invincible defensive methods were ineffective, which made Kyle realize how big the difference between college and professional leagues is. Those who can enter the NBA are really not dry meals.
"Rookie! The strength is good, but unfortunately it is far from enough. West was very talking, but he was surprised in his heart. He had planned to use his height advantage to catch Kyle off guard, leaning on and hitting Kyle to reveal his flaws, and then breaking through, never expecting him to be bounced out of himself. If he hadn't stepped forward quickly and the chassis was quite stable, he would have been a dog gnawing a long time ago, and he would have made a big mess. He sighed in his heart that there is no void under the fame, and he can create a record record in the NCAA to win a super quadruple-double, and he was taken down with the seventh pick, and he really has some strength.
But West didn't have the slightest intention of backing down, a short and toned rookie can't handle it, so he's still a fart starter! The best way to deal with an opponent who is a lot shorter than his height is to go to the point where he is most sure and shoot on his head, which is simple and rude, but it is the most effective. He circled around to face Kyle with the ball, ready to face the breakaway. "Fatty! Welcome to the NBA and let me teach you how to play. ”
The words stopped moving, and the continuous tentative steps continued, but Kyle didn't react! Suddenly stride straight forward and wipe your body past. There was a hint of pride floating in West's heart, but he was killed in an instant, and Kyle not only followed, but also hung directly on him. West struggles to walk, being squeezed crookedly by Kyle, and scolds him for being perverted.
As a point guard, in this situation, you should actually choose to pass. But West didn't, he turned around and stepped back straight into the ball, ready to shoot, maybe at that moment, West was still thinking about taking responsibility for what he had just said.
Kyle was close to West, who was now highly focused, and the latter's step-back and demeanor made him decide that he was going to shoot, and he didn't hesitate to pounce. Cut the ball off when West lifts it.
Once he got the ball, Kyle turned on his motor and raced up front, just like he did when he was in St. Joseph. It's a pity that this is the NBA, and the talent gap is infinitely narrowed, and when Kyle successfully grabbed the ball and started to speed, Pierce also quickly followed.
The floor creaked and the floor creaked, and Kyle didn't have to look back to know that there was someone behind him, and when he arrived at the basket, he held the ball with both hands, and bent slightly after stepping forward, making a charge and taking off. But who's behind Kyle? The boss of the Celtics, who has endured the wind and waves All-Star Pierce, of course he will not be so easily deceived, and this little trick has long been seen through by him. Pierce didn't jump at all, just quickly stepped forward and reached for the ball.
Just when everyone thought Kyle was missing a good opportunity and was going to be in trouble, he chose to turn and step back, apparently preparing to force a shot. Pierce thought so too, and flew to pounce. Kyle took advantage of the slit to pass under Pierce's outstretched armpit, turned around and threw a small throw, and the ball was wiped into the ball!
Just a ball speaks for itself. From perfect defense to completing steals, then speeding up the front court to playing old fritters. Kyle's defense, reflexes, skill, speed, strength, and most importantly, his mind amazed the Ball Savvy, and it was not at all clear that he was only nineteen years old.
The audience applauded loudly, and what they saw was that Kyle had a nice steal and a perfect dream foot layup, and that was enough for them to be happy! At least for now, Kyle has nothing to do with parallel trading.
Then Pierce singled Morris with his back, dangling left and right, and scored a turnaround jumper.
Thirty-one seconds into the second minute, Kyle got the ball back with the help of Bosh, who also made a jumper.
Pierce broke through, tore through the Raptors' defense, and when the free-throw line was blocked, he passed to Ricky Davis, who went straight for a dunk.
Kyle once again blocked the basket with Bosh's pick-and-roll, and he jumped up against two people to pass the ball, and Mark Blunt lived up to his expectations and pulled up a dunk on the spot.
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The time was slipping away, the two sides were going back and forth, and the scores were staggered.
After Bosh hit a three-pointer, West held the ball to face Kyle, and the cat observed. Since the first goal was tackled, he was glared at by the boss Pierce, which made him have to cool down the boiling blood, slowly calm down, just make the ball for his teammates, and then run and cut, so far he has not scored!
"Man! Aren't you going to teach me how to play? I haven't seen you in action yet. Please forgive me for being rude, you hit like a piece of, rotten and smelly. Kyle stood opposite West and spread his hand to spread the net, looking at the monkey's cheeks and mouth, and thinking of the thing in the future, he couldn't help but make a joke.
This sentence made West's eyes red instantly, and he lowered his head to stab in, and Kyle seemed to see a stream of fire burning above his head.
This feeling surprised Kyle, such a sentence actually has this effect, in the NCAA Kyle didn't talk much, but he also tried, the other party didn't react at all, is it high tactical literacy in college or poor execution in the NBA? Is it time to praise West's blood? Or should it be described as brain-dead?
It doesn't matter, West has broken through, Kyle immediately follows his footsteps, or uses his strength advantage to squeeze the defense, this method has been tried and tested, and this time is no exception. West was so uncomfortable that he wanted to pass the ball, but when he thought of Kyle's mocking appearance just now, he had only one thought, that is, to do it.
Unable to move any further, West turned around with the same step-back step and made a shot. This time he was not robbed, but he was cast in the case of an imbalance in his body under the interference of Kyle, of course he didn't have the right head, and he completely relied on Meng, but unfortunately he was not very lucky, just a three-way no!
"It's an eye-opener because it's the NBA level." Kyle praised West as he pushed the ball past halftime, and he began to find it amusing to hit someone's pride like this. "You have one thing worth learning from me, that is, you can still be calm and relaxed after casting the three non-sticks, and I express my admiration."
West didn't respond!
Kyle was a little bored, but chose to keep talking. "I didn't play well, only 6 points, 3 assists, 1 steal, it sucks! What about you? Sir who taught me to play, what did you contribute? ”
"Shut your foul mouth!" West, who was poked in the sore spot, finally blushed and sprayed, and his statistics were 0 points, 0 boards, 1 assist, 1 turnover, and 1 foul. Before the words fell, he started to make a gambling steal.
Kyle is not a vegetarian, just turned back, wiped his body lightly, the road ahead was flat, accelerated straight to the basket, Pierce and Ricky Davis could only go to wipe West's ass, Kyle distributed the ball to Maurice Peterson outside the three-point line, the latter vacant three-pointer, medium!