Chapter 4: Show off your skills
According to the schedule, we will have two days of rest after this home game before coming to Staples Arena to play the visiting Timberwolves.
If I'm not mistaken, this year is already the wolf king Kevin. Garnett's second season, and they have a person in the team who is very familiar to the Chinese audience, that is, Marbury Coach, but at that time he was not as approachable as later, the stars of that era have a little unruly feeling, whether it is Kobe, Wolves, Marbury or Iverson, they all have a brand given by the times in their bones, which is more and more rare and precious in the later NBA.
Of course, I will definitely do my best to greet Ma Gui, if I have the opportunity to face him head-on, I will definitely work defense, there are not many people in the Timberwolves team at that time who are particularly strong in scoring, and Marbury's style of play belongs to the kind of people who like one-on-one singles, and Kobe Bryant's best is one-on-one individual defense, and now this physical talent is enough for me to lock the opponent's core offensive players throughout the whole process, and it may be relatively lacking in defensive experience.
Although the NBA was much friendlier to the defense at this time than it was later, experienced offensive players could find an opportunity to draw a foul at any time.
I have to start learning how to control the overall number of fouls now, otherwise when I become the absolute core of the team, I will definitely get into quite a bit of trouble if I don't control the fouls.
At this time, Kobe Bryant still lived with his parents, and I don't know why Kobe Bryant had such a big conflict with his parents later, but from the experience of my previous life, after all, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and for the families of successful people, maybe sometimes we have to have a more tolerant attitude to deal with, and it is normal for family members to have conflicts between them, although I also think that Kobe Bryant is a little too much in this matter.
Maybe I can re-improve the relationship between Kobe Bryant and his parents, although I only have Kobe's body, but a lot of memories about him actually exist in this head, but these memories sometimes seem a little messy and broken, after all, when your brain has to process the memories of two lives at the same time, it feels like you have schizophrenia, and your reason will also tell you that everything is real, which only those who have experienced it can understand.
There were no personal computers, no smartphones, no large-screen televisions, and not even small-screen game consoles, so when I got back to my room, I could only lie in bed and stare at the Jordan poster on the wall of the room, maybe I could concentrate on reading a best-selling novel, but then I didn't think it was a good idea.
The reason is actually very simple, although I can easily read all English novels, but there is a huge difference between the Chinese grammar of the previous life and the English grammar of this life, and it is really difficult for me to find some so-called literary beauty in these English expressions for a while, and I always feel that the stories depicted in them seem pale and weak, and it is difficult to compare with the Chinese bestsellers I have read in my previous life, and maybe after a while I can slowly get used to it, but I can't do it now.
No, I couldn't have fallen asleep so early to sleep, and through the glass window of my room, I saw several black teenagers passing by in front of my house, wearing peaked caps, strange costumes, and humming some kind of rap song in their mouths, showing off their skills as they walked.
By the way, there's a black community around here, and there's a pretty good basketball vibe in there, and when I think about it, it's like I'm crawling up a lot of ants in an instant, and it's hard to lie down in bed for a moment, so I put on casual clothes, and then I can put on a peakbill hat and a pair of sunglasses, because I don't want to be recognized by them, and I don't want to take a lot of trouble, whether anyone knows me or not.
Anyway, it's just a casual play, thinking that I'm just having itchy hands and finding a few people to practice, so there shouldn't be any problem.
When I entered the stadium wearing sunglasses, I suddenly found that this outfit was self-defeating and attracted more attention, of course, I can also attribute the reason to my height, even the height of a defender in such an ordinary community is almost the highest, at least no more than three can be close to me in height.
I pretended to ignore these stares and just casually dribbled a few crotch dribbles, and soon the teenagers I had seen at home seemed to notice my presence as well, and to my delight they didn't recognize me.
"Our group is just missing an inside lineman, you can be our center."
A slender figure no more than one meter eight tall said, but judging by his tone and movements, he seemed to be the little boss of these teenagers.
"But I don't know how to play basketball, they all look so good, you are not afraid that I will drag you back!"
I pretended to be a good guy, and even the dribble hit my ankle from time to time and popped out a long way, which seemed a little unbearable.
"You just stand on the inside and get the ball and put it in the basket like I did."
Another boy who was more than 1.8 meters tall and had a pair of extremely long arms took the ball and came to a big windmill with his arms very easily.
Seriously, this action is a bit surprising to me, it seems that American street basketball is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, this slam dunk action is good even if it is placed in the NBA slam dunk contest, but unfortunately their physical fitness is still not comparable to those professional players in the NBA, and it may be very good at the level of dunking, but the gap in the actual game is very large.
"Wow! It's amazing! I couldn't help but applaud.
"Alright then, remember to pass me more penalties later."
Soon I and the other three teenagers officially formed a team, and went to challenge a group of fields that looked quite difficult to mess with, of course I didn't care, but I always felt that challenging them with the strength of these guys was looking for abuse.
The game started in earnest, and even on the streets, it was often the whole game, because I was the tallest because I was the tallest, so I was put in the center position, and the guy opposite me really looked like someone else.
"Okay, I'll think of this guy as a miniature version of O'Neal."
I thought silently in my heart, but that guy was a few centimeters shorter than me, and his weight was estimated to be close to the level of peak O'Neill, and that belly was like an oversized swimming ring, and anyone who stuck with him would be squeezed out of his stomach for 108,000 miles.
Forget it, I can't really play with him like a center, after all, Kobe's body of 1.98 meters seems to weigh less than 190 kilograms, and I still have to use my advantages to play.
"Use the method I taught you to detain that fat man!"
I always feel like a few of my teammates on my side are like undercover agents, even though I said I couldn't play, they actually asked me to go to the fat man, and they still wanted to detain him?
Well, since that is the case, it seems that it really can't be hidden, so let me deduct it.
Soon after I landed on the inside, they really hoisted the ball to me, I turned my back to protect the ball in front of me, and I almost didn't support the fat man to be knocked to the ground as soon as he exerted his strength, but fortunately, Kobe's core strength was good enough.
I quickly regained the balance of my body, and when the fat man wanted to exert his strength again, I directly borrowed a force like a spinning top along the fat man's stomach and turned sideways, and immediately turned the fat man behind me.
When the fat man saw me sliding over his body like a loach, he tried to reach out his thick arms to grab me, okay I admit he was almost successful, but unfortunately I was Kobe. Bryant.
I kicked my foot down hard to get rid of the fat man, but then I realized that they had a teammate standing under the basket trying to block me, and he jumped earlier than me, and it was too late for me to regain my strength.
Things obviously didn't go the way he expected, and when his body started to fall, my body was still rising, and I didn't end with a powerful dunk, but used a more difficult lever to pass directly past the defender, and then my body went to the other side of the basket, and the last time I turned back and hit the ball on the board.
It's complicated to say, but it all happened in a second or two, and I just spread my hand out and signaled that it was just my luck.
The teenagers also looked at me with incredulous expressions, probably they had never seen such a powerful "non-playable player".
In the next offensive round, they put the ball in my hands again, and this time I didn't choose to go back to the big fat man, but made a triple threat move outside the three-point line, and the fat man just suffered a loss with an expression like someone had kidnapped his daughter-in-law, and now he was staring at me viciously, dragging his huge body to the three-point line.
A slight smile appeared at the corner of my mouth, thinking to myself that if you don't come out, I really can't play, since you left the inside line, then your defense seems to me to be all flawed.
The fat man saw that I had been three threats but did not move, and couldn't help but step forward to grab my ball, I saw this opportunity, and directly used the moment he pounced to change the direction of the body, the amplitude of the ball was huge, just like the ball that Iverson shook Jordan that year, although it looked nothing special, but because of the speed and range of action, the defender's body will be difficult to react because of inertia.
What's more, this guy has at least more than 300 pounds, and he even glanced back at him when I passed him, but his other three teammates didn't seem to be very good, and at this moment they actually pounced out together, trying to form a defensive formation similar to a pocket formation, as if they had expected that I wouldn't pass the ball.
Well, the world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable, and they can only end this battle before their pocket array is fully formed.
I lowered my center of gravity and glided past the defenders who pounced on me, while the last defender stood under the basket again, and then jumped high when he saw me coming.
I'll admit this guy's bounce is pretty good, but I'm not going to give him another chance this time.
I stretched my body to the limit to be able to complete this action, and I directly pressed the defender's body in the air for a tomahawk split, and after the dunk, I hung myself from the basket for a few seconds before coming down.
No matter how arrogant these guys were before, they seemed much more honest now, and then I played here for about two hours before I was back on the ball and heading home.
In general, the level of basketball in this black community is actually quite good, and many guys who don't seem to be tall tend to have amazing bounce and explosiveness, and many of the dunk moves feel more exciting than in the NBA.
However, the gap between the average basketball fan and the NBA player is so great that many of their movements seem to me to be in slow motion, and those seemingly ferocious defenses are full of holes.
After all, I can't play with these guys for too long, that will only make my skills worse and worse, it seems that even if I can't help but itch my hands in the future, I should try to go to these places to play wild ball, and only by challenging those stronger opponents can I grow up faster.