Chapter 22: The Strongest Insider

There is an old saying in the basketball world: whoever gets the inside line wins the world.

Wilt? Chamberlain and Karim? Abdul-Jabbar is the early two generations of NBA kings and the two strongest interior players in NBA history.

Chamberlain had unrivalled athletic talent, while Abdul-Jabbar relied on tireless practice.

While both men have epic stats, their accomplishments are very different.

Abdul-Jabbar has been in the basketball industry for 20 years, won six championships, and is still alive at the age of 70, while Chamberlain only played 13 seasons and won two championships, and died young at the age of 60.

The gap between the two, in the final analysis, is the gap in basic skills.

What are Basic Skills?

Basic skills are the prerequisite for stable performance.

Basic skills are the foundation of all technical movements.

The basic skill is that even if you are a septuagenarian, you can still put the ball into the basket accurately.

This is Karim? Abdul-Jabbar.

"You look at my movements, I only do it once, whether it's a close-range shot, or a mid-range shot, or even a three-point shot, it's the same requirements for shooting action and shooting rhythm."

The old man said as he picked up the basketball.

"Like this, hold the ball in your right hand, hold it up, hold it with your left hand, and then squat down slightly, use your toes to bring your knees, push your body out, and throw the ball out by inertia, not just with the strength of your wrist, understand?"

Roy nodded obediently, but he was not convinced.

Abdul-Jabbar is the coach he has been in contact with since he was a child, with the least words, the biggest temper, the worst patience, and the most perfunctory guidance.

But in order to fight for his breath, for the sake of that bet, Roy had to learn.

Pushing his knees with his toes and pushing his body out, Roy tried Abdul-Jabbar's way of pointing, this way of shooting is really a lot less effort, as for the accuracy......

"Bang." Roy's "Jagged shot" hits the hoop.

It's only more than two meters away from the basket, and it's clear that the score that I've imitated is exactly the same, why can't I shoot?

Roy was puzzled, and Abdul-Jabbar shook his head slightly.

He knows that playing basketball requires talent, and if he can't do even the most basic shooting, he will definitely not have a chance to succeed.

The more Roy throws, the more anxious he becomes, but the more he has, the more he doesn't enter.

Four consecutive shots missed, and Roy was annoyed.

On the fifth ball, Roy took advantage of Abdul-Jabbar's inattention, changed the ball to his left hand, and threw the ball, the basketball seemed to be deliberately amusing Roy, and it tossed a few times on the hoop, and actually scored.

"Stop!" Jabbar's stern screams rang from the empty basketball court.

"What were you doing? Roy. ”

The old man's fierce gaze met Roy, and he was really not angry.

"I'm shooting, you see the goal." Roy argued.

"How did the ball go in, do you think I didn't see it?" The old man jumped up.

"If you don't want to train, you can do it, I won't stop you, basketball is not as easy as you think." Abdul-Jabbar was really angry, he snatched the basketball and took a selfie.

Roy was silent, he didn't understand if he just wanted to use a more comfortable shooting position.

"This is the basic skill, do you understand it!" Abdul-Jabbar slapped the ball hard twice and gently threw it out.

"Huh." A hollow.

He picked up the ball that landed, dribbled it twice, rolled over and shot a shot, another hollow.

In this way, Abdul-Jabbar shot ten balls in a row along the line of the penalty area, no matter what position, what action, what rhythm, each ball was a precise hollow into the net.

Roy couldn't help but be stunned.

The strength of the strongest inside line is not covered, even if Karim? Abdul-Jabbar is in his seventies, and his shots are still as accurate as a machine.

Abdul-Jabbar shot ten baskets in one go, clapped his hands, and sat back in his seat without a sound.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Roy knew that Abdul-Jabbar was angry, he didn't dare to say much, it was still his time to bet with Abdul-Jabbar, and it stands to reason that Abdul-Jabbar could ignore Roy after his demonstration.

He will be angry, which shows that he still cares about Roy, the "disciple".

Roy returned to the shooting spot, and this time he didn't dare to be sloppy, put the ball back in his right hand, and did every move according to Abdul-Jabbar's instructions.

One-ball, two-ball, three-ball......

As the minutes ticked by, Roy seemed to be getting used to the rhythm.

The problem is that the hit rate has not improved significantly.

The third group of 300 balls was also thrown.

The hit rate on the screen was calculated right away, and it was only 38.7%!

Roy loses!

Although it is an improvement from just now, it is still a long way from the 50% passing mark.

Lost...... Am I going to announce my retirement at the age of eighteen?

Roy stole a glance at Abdul-Jabbar, still sitting unsmilingly and upright.

It looks like it's all over.

Abdul-Jabbar stood up and made a regretful expression, all without saying a word.

"God Abdul-Jabbar." Roy was still a little unwilling, how much he hoped that the old man could give himself another chance for the sake of his own progress.

"Willing to gamble and lose, that's what you said." Abdul-Jabbar's response was callous.

"Alcindor, wait a minute." The ball god, who had been watching coldly for a long time, spoke at this time, and he stopped Abdul-Jabbar.

"I think you're probably overlooking a question."

"Questions? What do you mean I'm wrong? Abdul-Jabbar turned around and spread his hands out, indicating no doubt.

"No way, I've played for so many years, I've seen so many players, I can't be mistaken, this Roy is not the material for playing basketball, it's you, the ball god, you chose the wrong person."

"No, you really misread it this time, I think it's because you haven't looked at Roy well since the beginning."

"Then what do you think I'm doing wrong?" Abdul-Jabbar looked unhappy.

"Didn't you notice? Roy is left-handed. ”

"Left-handed?" Abdul-Jabbar tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and said in a contemptuous tone, "The shooting posture he just now is obviously not left-handed." ”

"Roy, are you left-handed?" Abdul-Jabbar still didn't believe it, and although he had only glanced at it a few times before, he was very sure that Roy was a right-handed player based on his experience.

Together, the two aim at Roy.

The answer is yes.

Roy is left-handed, a true left-hander.

Now it was Abdul-Jabbar's turn to be dumbfounded.

This Asian kid, who claims to have only practiced basketball for one day, can shoot 38.7% with his non-main right hand?

Unbelievable, Abdul-Jabbar couldn't help but be impressed by Roy.

In theory, Roy is an extremely rare "two-handed player".

"Okay." Abdul-Jabbar walked back, and this time instead of sitting down, he stood next to Roy, "Then you can use your left hand to do another set of shooting tests." ”

A new opportunity has arrived!

Flattered, Roy shook his hand and raised the basketball......

"Congratulations on overcoming 'Lazy' Trait Level 3, now your Trait 'Laziness' Level has been reduced to 2."

Huh, what's going on? The "Ball King System" also came to join in the fun, is this the legendary good thing in pairs?