On the evening of October 6, American Airlines Arena. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Miami Heat take on the Detroit Pistons in their first preseason game of the season.

"Welcome to our top show - Michael Beasley!!" The DJ shouted excitedly, and a name was pronounced for five seconds.

Beasley was the first to play, and he was the hope of the team after a bad year, so he should have been put in the lead.

Amid the enthusiastic shouts of the fans, Beasley trotted all the way to the center of the field, then stood in a proper manner, face down. This time, under the gaze of more than 10,000 fans, he was really nervous.

Before he knew it, his forehead was already covered with dense beads of sweat.

Next, the Heat players played one after another, and the last one left was the owner of the court.

"Let's welcome the soul of the Heat -- !! Dwyane Wade" The DJ screamed as if it were dead, and the decibels were at their highest.

Wade ran out with a cold face, and then high-fived his teammates one by one.

"Is that what a superstar looks like?" Beasley muttered as he looked at the crazy stuff inside the American Airlines arena.

He wants to be a legend even more.

Before the game, Spoelstra glared and shouted: "Mario, you and Dwyane form a starting backcourt and play more blocking and pick-and-rolling." Michael, Sean, Mark, the three of you have to keep the backcourt rebounds, the Detroit defense is dirty, don't hit it hard, if you can't play, give it to Dwyan, let him deal with it, understand? ”

Then he turned to Beasley and said, "Michael, it's just a pre-season game, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, it's about getting used to the rhythm of the game. For rookies like you, it's all about getting used to the intensity of the NBA. If Dwyane agrees, I'll allow you to hold the ball. Of course, if you don't play well, I'll replace you right away! ”

Wade on the side also said: "Boy, you can play by yourself, but pay attention to proportion, this is the NBA." ”

Beasley nodded.

The game started quickly, with Mark Blunt jumping on the Heat's side and Rasheed Wallace on the Pistons' side.

After the whistle blew, Wallace took the lead in the basketball, and then he handed the ball to Chauncey Billups.

Billups, who just turned 32, is still in his prime, and last season they reached the Eastern Conference Finals, losing 4-2 to the championship-winning Celtics.

Beasley is facing the little prince, Tysean Prince, a defensive stalwart named to the All-Defensive Team four years in a row.

Prince doesn't talk much, he has a mild personality, and he is the only one who sits quietly on the bench in the Auburn Hills palace incident, and he doesn't run around anywhere. Despite his thin stature, he doesn't suffer from his opponents, and with his long arms and excellent defensive awareness, he is often the team's first choice for guarding opponents.

When the Pistons attacked, Prince also stayed in the bottom corner, occasionally doing cover.

For the first offense, Billups chose to pass the ball to Richard Hamilton, the man in the mask. The league's No. 1 runner off the ball took advantage of Wallace's cover to shake off Wade, and after receiving the ball, he turned and threw a shot that hit easily.

There was a little problem on the defensive end, and Wade immediately exchanged a couple of words with Marion, asking him to cover and switch defenses.

When it was the Heat's turn to attack, Chalmers dribbled past half court and handed the ball to Wade. Wade got the ball and singled Hamilton, almost one-step past Hamilton, and then hit a pull-up jumper.

This trick is still used more by Wade in the later stages of his career, and now he is in his prime, and he generally chooses to break through.

Back again, Hamilton took a pass from Billups on the screen, but this time the shot didn't go in.

Beasley had a good sense of the fast break, and he was activated the moment the ball bounced out of the frame. The rebound was just picked up by Wade, who threw the ball over when he spotted Beasley in the front court, and the basketball fell into Beasley's hands.

Prince defended quickly, only one position short of Beasley, Beasley had rushed to the free throw line after receiving the ball, he didn't care where Prince was, he jumped up and dunked violently.

Prince tried to cut Beasley's ball off, but he jumped far back and jumped just on Beasley's side.

Beasley gritted his teeth and slammed the ball in with Prince's murderous blow!

"Boom!"

The basket shuddered.

Prince was unsteady and knocked out of bounds, while Beasley had one hand on the basket.

At the same time, the referee's whistle blew - the goal was valid, and the penalty had to be added.

"Oh my God!"

"What do I see!"

"It's a Stoudemire-style dunk!"

"Can't believe it, is this our rookie?"

"This goal will definitely be the top five of today's list!"

"No, it's going to be the top of the week!"

The exclamations at the American Airlines Arena continued to be repeated, and some spectators were dumbfounded.

Happiness came too suddenly......

Beasley hadn't learned to express himself with a roar, and he let go of his hand and fell to the ground, his expression always grim.

Chalmers rushed over excitedly and slapped him in the head.

"Awesome, man!"

Then, except for Marion, the other two teammates also came over to express their surprise.

"Good job, boy." Wade is also very happy, and the Heat's management seems to have chosen the right person.

Prince stood up with the help of his teammates, his face grim and his fierce glare at Beasley. Even if he is a person who does not get angry easily, he can't bear such humiliation, and he secretly wants to teach this rookie a lesson next!

Beasley stood at the free throw line, don't look at his coldness, in fact, he himself was confused, his brain was now empty, and he didn't hear what Chalmers and Wade said just now.

Then he executed the free throw, probably because his brain was blank, and he couldn't even use his eyes, and Beasley actually made a three-way free throw!

He finally came to his senses after the free throw, and it was embarrassing for someone who shot more than 80% of his free throws in college to throw an air balloon, he yelled in annoyance, and then quickly turned around and went back to defense.

The audience on the sidelines was also in a confused mood at the moment, a guy who had just performed a buckle against the sky and then performed a three-not?

Only O'Neill can do that!

On the bench, Spo covered his face in frustration, while the rest of his teammates cheered.

There is no time to think so much on the court, and the Pistons are slow but still have a fast attack.

Billups and Prince are already inside the three-point line, while the Heat have only Chalmers on the defensive side.

In the front court, Billups didn't give Chalmers a chance at all, took three steps to the basket to attract Chalmers, and then distributed the ball to Prince, who took the ball and pulled up the dunk on the spot, venting the frustration in his chest.

4 to 4, Heat ball possession.

Wade didn't ask for the ball this time, and he motioned for Beasley to go up and pick it up, which was intended to make Beasley perform.

Chalmers made a crisp pass to Beasley, who was in the pocket, and then the rest pulled away, forming a dozen at the top of the arc.

It was Prince who defended Beasley, and those long arms were enough to discourage many.

Beasley first stretched out his right foot and made a tentative step, then broke through to the left. Prince reacted so quickly that he didn't shake at all, his long arms wrapped around Beasley's body, and his feet weren't slow.

Sure enough, it's still one of the league's most defended defenders! Beasley thought to himself.

Unable to break in, he had to form a back play, he leaned on Prince, and one turned and hit the basket.

This time it was Prince's negligence, he didn't expect Beasley's speed to be so fast!

Unguarded in the three-second zone, Beasley scored directly on the layup, Prince secretly said no, and then intercepted Beasley's attack with a big foul.

"Bang!"

Beasley fell to the floor with his back on his back, the foul was too big, Beasley was directly angry, he swooped up and rushed to Prince, and gave him a hard push.

"Do you want to fight?"