With Minnesota's cold air snap sending everyone neck back and pedestrians rushing along the road, there's nothing more enjoyable for the city's citizens than going to a live game in support of the Timberwolves.

There are few entertainment activities here, not to mention the season in December, in addition to watching football, it is probably a warm quilt. The Timberwolves are the upstarts of the league and the darlings of the Minnesota people.

Because of a snowstorm, the game between the Bobcats and the Timberwolves didn't go ahead as scheduled. The game of Who is the King of the Mountains and Forests has been postponed for at least two hours.

The sky was covered with goose feathers and snow, the airport was closed, and Hu Qingniu and his Bobcats arrived in Minnesota on a long-distance train.

As soon as they got off the train, an oncoming cold air cut through everyone's faces like a knife.

Hu Qingniu walked in front and sang an unknown song.

"It's a ** day, it's really ** cold. It's frozen, what's the whole thing??? ”

Dazhi didn't know why he sneezed coldly, and Hu Qingniu also understood, although Dazhi was a native of Beijing, he had wandered in the United States for the past two years, first living in dry and hot Dallas, and then moving to warm and humid Los Angeles. Suddenly arrived in a snowy country, Rao is 20-year-old northern man is also a little stiff.

Dazhi complained in his heart, I just can't stop your complaining.

When Hu Qingniu arrived at the target center with the hurried Bobcats, the game was postponed for two and a half hours before the start was announced.

Before Hu Qingniu had time to drink a sip of hot water, he hurriedly found a small bottle of hot water for several starters, so that everyone could drink a little bit to warm up their bodies. Otherwise, the limbs are stiff, and they will definitely not be able to open when they get to the field.

In the anticipation of the audience, the Timberwolves' home game against the Bobcats finally began. The audience erupted in warm applause, and these spectators thought that the game was going to be canceled, but after waiting for two and a half hours, the game ushered in.

Although the Timberwolves have a strong upward momentum, it may be that the opponent is the Bobcats, and this game is only broadcast live on local stations. In other words, the Bobcats are too underappreciated, and there are only two national live broadcasts this season, one is the opening game against the Wizards, and the other is the last game against the Lakers in the Western Conference six consecutive road games.

This is probably still stained with the light of the Lakers, after all, the Lakers have 49 live broadcasts in the United States a year, and they are very rich.

The Bobcats' very little exposure also made Wade, who should have been popular, not as popular as expected, but Little Melon has taken the lead in making a name for himself, because he also has 41 national live broadcasts in the Pistons. looks good, and the cool ball skills also make the little melon attract countless fans. On the contrary, James and Wade, the two difficult brothers, are considered to be brushing data and the ball is too concentrated.

For such a point of view, Hu Qingniu was also unexpected. After all, the Bobcats' record is there, and I have only heard of the weak team brushing the data, who has heard of the top three masters in the East brushing the data, and the small team has no human rights!

There was no live broadcast, no attention, but at least the stadium was still full, and the enthusiastic audience in Minnesota even made Hu Qingniu's nose a little sour. This kind of love for basketball and persistence in basketball moved him, just like himself, two lives, and when he traveled back, he seemed to complete his destiny and plunged into the big dye vat of the NBA.

The position of an NBA coach is not easy to sit in, it is intense, often overtime, stressful, and often questioned. could have been a doctor with peace of mind, and the income was not lower than the position of head coach, but Hu Qingniu's inner obsession passed through time and space, but it still existed.

"Tick! ——！ ”

It's game on!

Dazhi and Garnett jump ball, big forward jump ball This is the only scenery for the Timberwolves, because there are really few people in the league who can skip Garnett.

Sure enough, both sides jumped at the same time, and Dazhi lost his goal without touching the ball with half a palm. This is already good, almost able to play the ball, Hu Qingniu has watched many videos of the Timberwolves, even Yao Ming is missing a palm, and Duncan, the old fox, didn't even jump, pretending to be almost just tiptoeing.

"Alien" Cassel chased the ball like a mad dog, and this season the Timberwolves led the league on the offensive end, relying on crazy offensive ability.

The arrival of Cassel joins Kevin Garnett, the "Wolf King", and Ratril "The Maniac" Spreville, to form the "ThreeHeadMonster". This season is the peak of the Timberwolves, just because of the change of Kassel as a team engine, Kassel is not famous, but the data exploded, 19.8 points and 7.3 assists, 48.8 shooting percentage, 39.8 three-point shooting percentage. It's just incredibly efficient.

Compared to the efficiency and robustness of Kassel, Marbury almost covered his head in the Mariana Trench.

With lightning speed, Kassel went straight from the crowd to the front, and Alstom was still in hot pursuit.

Finger-Roll！！

A beautiful finish, the ball gliding softly across your fingertips, silky smooth.

Woo-la-la!! The audience cheers!

Cassel walked over to tease Alstom, who sighed, and patted him on the ass.

"Rookie, this ball is not bad, haha!"

The Timberwolves opened the game!

Alstom's face had turned black to carbon.

"Hey, guys! Be patient! Focus! ”

Hu Qingniu was really idle for a moment, and as soon as he picked up the hot water cup handed over by Ewing, he was scored by the opposite side. Seeing the disappointed appearance of the players, Hu Qingniu had to get up and show his intentions and encouragement.

Alston held his breath and dribbled past half court, having not played a single highlight game since the start of the season. Fans are a little critical of his starting position, thinking that a guy who has never proven himself in the NBA after receiving the ball can hold the team's starting point guard position. He is also considered to be the worst starting point guard in the league, so now Alston is very worried that his hard-won opportunity will be wasted by himself.

The continuous dribbling outside the three-point line, Alston wanted to close his eyes and feel how arrogant and comfortable he was at that time when he once stepped on the king of Rock Park. And now, since entering the NBA, everything in life seems to have become gray. How many times did he lower the head of a streetball player for a chance, and now that he got the opportunity, he found that he couldn't find himself back then.

What has he done in the past few years, not only did he ask himself, but also get rid of the bad habit of turning his wrists? Or control the tempo, drive the tempo, and slow down the tempo?

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Smack!"

The rhythm of the ball does not stop, Alstom's inner unwillingness is about to explode, I will not bow my head here, I am the god of street ball!

Gritted his teeth until he felt the smell of blood coming from his tongue, and his eyes were staring straight in front of him.

Looking at such eyes, Cassel suddenly had a feeling of being targeted by death.

Suddenly!

Alston started to kick in, bursting to the left, then pulling the ball to the right, then pulling the left, and the continuous center of gravity shaking forced Kassel to adjust with a sliding step.

However, at this very moment.

Shoot the ball vigorously - step back - dangle a shot - go straight to the right - Garnett - rise from the ground - lock the waist in the air - flick the wrist - the ball crashes into the basket!

The cold mangs swallowed, and the blood sealed the throat!

A great swordsman who was covered with blood and famous all over the world when he debuted finally faded away from the injuries and demons that had been chasing souls for many years at the last moment.

The face is expressionless, and a sword pierces the heart.

Alstom yelled.

"I'm a Ralph Alston !!"