Chapter 4: A Little Try
With the California State League just over a month to go, the San Gabriel High School basketball team's sweltering gym began its necessary practice matches, and the whole team began to sweat after a warm-up.
Rondo took the lead in jumping the ball with the substitute center on the opposite side, and then the white point guard, Oscar, the team's most popular girl, firmly controlled the ball and dribbled through the half court, and the other four quickly ran to the opposing half to take up their positions.
Li Mojie stood on the left wing, and he recalled that his previous offensive task was to cut the bottom line from time to time and help Oscar and James and other defenders block and dismantle, pure blue-collar style of play.
HEARTTHROB OSCAR DIDN'T GET RID OF THE BACKUP POINT GUARD AFTER DRIBBLING A FEW CROSSCOVERS, AND THEN HOISTED THE BALL TO CENTER RONDO, WHO LEANED ON THE BENCH CENTER A FEW TIMES AND THEN TURNED AND MISSED THE HOOK.
"Mine!" Li Mojie stood on the court without touching the ball for a round, which was unthinkable when he was the team's core point guard in the past, so he had already run into the paint area and firmly stuck the position the moment Rondo turned, and took advantage of the spring man's physicality to take off the rebound.
Li Mojie took the ball, held the substitute small forward Custer, and after 2 hits with his back, the opposite big forward immediately came up to wrap up, but he didn't expect Li Mojie to throw a small ball to James outside the three-point line, and then James hit a three-point shot.
"Hey, bro, how did you see me running out of the air guard?" James sassy preached to Li Mojie in a three-dimensional posture.
"I said do you believe it by feeling?"
The opposite serve, after dribbling through the half court, Li Mojie opened his arms and firmly locked the opposite small forward, the opposite small forward ran for a long time and did not run out of position, and suddenly the opposite big forward received the ball and passed to the scoring guard on the bottom line, Li Mojie quickly stepped forward to wrap the clamp, and firmly blocked the sight of the opposite scoring guard with his body and outstretched arms, James quickly pulled the ball out of the opposite scoring guard's hand.
"Ness, Mojay!" There was a cheer from the bench.
However, the most surprising thing was the old Coach Steve: "When did this kid get his senses?" ”
Isn't it a lot of talk about passing to empty players and helping to defend? There is no data, such an exaggeration, but on the court, it is not playing NBA2K games, not 3D graphics, but real people's perspective, and there are very few people with this kind of vision and awareness even in the NBA. For example, Ball, an 18-year-old rookie, was selected by the Lakers with the second pick with his not top-notch physical fitness, a large vision and a pass.
Many players do have the kind of style that others don't have, such as Kobe Bryant to Ray Allen, James to Pierce, the latter two are also All-Star players, but the reputation is not obvious, there are not many fans, this is not that kind of star flavor, and the 14-year champion Wiggins was complained by many people before he was selected that he had no star appearance, and Li Mojie, who was integrated after the crossing, began to emerge.
After showing 2 hands, Li Mojie also began to participate in the distribution of the ball on the offensive end.
"Ness!"
When Oscar couldn't break through and couldn't open the situation, he passed the ball to Li Mojie, and Li Mojie took the ball in the penalty area, faked a real pass, and then hit the ground and passed the ball to Wallace, who hit a two-point shot.
I also saw Li Mojie deftly use Wuqiu to cover in the offense, using the strong body of the center to get rid of the small forward Custer next to him, cut diagonally at 45 corners, and after receiving the ball, a three-step layup scored 2 points and then quickly returned to defense.
Normally, the pace on the high school basketball court is not fast, but today the backward side wants to chase points and wants to show the coach that he can be the right choice, and the starting side has a person who wants to be the core, so the offensive and defensive rhythm of the two sides is getting faster and faster.
After playing more than a dozen rounds, on the offensive end again, small forward Caster looked at Li Mojie, who was undoubtedly like a star at the opposite offensive and defensive 2 ends, and then Li Mojie took a small step forward with a tentative step commonly used by Anthony and Harden to hold the ball, and then retreated and shook Custer's center of gravity with a guard who often used to worship Buddha and then dexterously passed Custer, and then used the small throw in the penalty area that was commonly used by the former defender to score in the penalty area before the opposite center came to defend.
"Mo Jie, awesome" With a wave of towels, the bench and the other 9 people on the field all looked at Li Mojie with a kind of look at the stars of the wild court, but Li Mojie, who was playing wantonly on the field, secretly said in his heart, "Fortunately, I won!" ”
As soon as he crossed over, Li Mojie practiced cross-step dribbling in his yard with a Spalding basketball last night, and then found that there are gains and losses, this body does have extraordinary potential, but the body has very little muscle memory for basketball. And the strength and agility of the body are far beyond the previous life, Li Mojie's dribbling habits and memories in the previous life are obviously inappropriate, the ball is stumbling by dribbling, either the force is big or small, and it is obvious that the accuracy of the shot cannot be like the CUBA Curry in the previous life.
However, in this kind of intramural training competition, Li Mojie can use this unfamiliar body to use all his strength to play a good statistic.
"68:40" Li Mojie scored 21 points, 8 rebounds, 7 assists, if it weren't for his teammates' 4 paddling defense and Li Mojie also started paddling defense after showing himself, the opposite side might not even get 40 points.
"Beep beep!" Coach Steve Sr. blew the sound of the end of the training match with his new whistle.
"Mo Jie, have you eaten HZT? Why is it so powerful? ”
"No, I think it's injected with super soldier serum, what should we call you in the future? Captain California? ”
Playing at St. Gabriel's High School is still relatively pure, and everyone just likes to play basketball as a hobby, so there is nothing to be jealous of if someone plays well.
While watching the players on the field hugging Mo Jie Kan Mountain, old Steve ran over with a little excitement and grabbed Mo Jie's forearm, as if he was afraid that he would disappear and said, "Mo Jie, what happened to you?" ”
"Well, no." Marc Marc had a familiar expression.
"Then why? Why, tell me Mojie! Old Steve didn't care about the old coach's demeanor, shaking Mojab's hand, as if Nobita was seeking Doraemon's help.
"Oh, I just want to go to a good university, you know, I'm a genius, I can learn anything very quickly, well, I practiced a little bit during the holidays." Marc Jab had a narcissistic expression on his face.
"But the vision or something?"
Seeing that old Steve still wanted to ask again, Mo Jie hurriedly changed the topic: "Okay coach, instead of caring about my topic, we should care about our record in the state league this year." ”
"Oh yes, a month later, we're playing against Canyons High School, and we almost beat them last year." Old Steve had a look of chagrin.
"Yes, it's different this year, isn't it?" Li Mojie turned around and hugged James and old Steve, and said to his teammates: "In a month, we are going to kick the sissy ass of Canyon High School well and avenge last year!" ”
"Oh!" A crowd started to cheer, and the atmosphere in the team improved.
"Will there be a lot of girls coming to watch us play?" This is the budding of the first grade.
"Is this year's cheerleading team pretty?" "There seem to be a few new students this year, which are quite beautiful."
"Of course, there's me, Uncle James." James looked like he was rightfully imposed.
"Come on, you're not the James who ran to the Heat." Someone complained.