Chapter 202 forced him to play!

"Give me the ball!" I yelled towards Michael. Jordan asks for the ball.

I've never been like this, Michael. I never took the initiative to ask for the ball when Jordan was on the floor, although Michael. Jordan was a little surprised, but the basketball still fell to me steadily.

Aron. Williams, who is only 2,6 cm tall, was the center of the Nets last season, but he was also the biggest hole for the Nets last season.

The moment I received the ball, I hit Aron the shoulder. Williams' left shoulder, then took the ball and took a step into the paint.

Kenyon. Martin came over to pack the clip, but it was too late, and I was not Kenyon in the air, either in strength or height. Martin compared.

Kenyon. Martin's hand hit me the forearm and tried to stop my dunk, but it was all in vain.

Michael. Jordan chose me because of my physical qualities, and there was no one else in this league who could pose a threat to me except O'Neal.

2＋1.

I silently hit two free throws and ran back quickly to let Jason . The fast-break pass that Kidd is known for can't be used.

Again into the position of the attack!

This time I put Aaron. Williams is in front of me, he's not much of a threat on the offensive end, and the Nets are really a threat at the other four positions. Williams received the ball, and with his slow turn, I had plenty of time to keep him off.

Carey. Kittels to Jason. Kidd does the pick-and-roll, Jason. Kidd suddenly started to kill the paint and faced Richard, who was defending him. Hamilton, Jason. Kidd, gently shaking his shoulders, one stop, one plus, let Richard. Hamilton was stunned.

I licked my lips with my tongue and stood there very calmly, jamming Jason. Kidd burst into the route, his eyes glancing around from time to time, Kenyan. Martin is moving towards the basket, Kyrie. Kittels is moving outside the three-point line at a 45-degree angle, and Richard. Jefferson is slipping the bottom line.

So many options!

Yes, that's what it takes to have a point guard, and his breakaways will create too many openings and give his teammates better space to shoot.

"Defend your own people, Kidd is in my hands!" I yelled, reminding my teammates on the field.

My teammates who were reminded by me immediately realized what they should do. The void that was supposed to exist disappeared immediately.

Jason. Kidd's eyes widened as he tried to find a way to pass the ball, but there was no such route now, so he had to do it himself.

Defender vs. center duel!

"Kidd Breakthrough! Kwame came out and got stuck in position! Does Kidd want to pass the ball? But it looks like he doesn't have room to pass the ball! Shot, Kidd himself came, defender to center, one-on-one ......"

I stood there firmly, arms held high, eyes fixed on Jason. Kidd, just waiting for basketball from Jason. Kidd's hand flew up, no matter how many feints he had made before.

In Jason. The moment Kidd shot the basketball, I jumped up and hit the flying basketball hard.

Michael. Jordan is running, Richard. Hamilton and Caron. Butler and the two men were also running. The Wizards are on the outside against the Nets' defensive duo.

The ball is in! I yelled, and scored the goal of Caron. Butler embraced.

"Defend against this ball!" I shouted!

"For the sake of Kwamei not to beat the singles! Defend this ball! "Caron. Butler yells funny!

Your mother! It's all tmd whatever! But the fans were extremely elated, and under the ridicule of the commentators, some fans even put up a banner: Kill the Nets, Kwame get married.

I want to cry without tears!

"Defend your own people! I'll leave it to me! I shouted.

Jason Kidd started high again and broke through Joe's defense, followed by Richard. Jefferson slipped the baseline and blocked it to make up for Culon. Butler, Carey. Kittels ran back and shook off Richard. Hamilton is a position.

Basketball to Carey. Kittels' hands. Facing Michael, who pounced on him. Jordan, with his eyes fixed on the basket, shot the basketball in his hand.

"Rebound!" Michael. Jordan yelled, and he seemed to touch the basketball.

"Leave it to me!" I shouted! I turned around and tried to grab the rebound!

But Aaron, who has been bullied by me. All of a sudden, Williams was stuck in the best position, and I couldn't get into the best position.

The basketball bounced off the hoop and fell straight down, and I jumped high and shouted, "Carlos! ”

Basketball was taken by me from Aaron. Williams dialed out above his head, Carlos. Boozer understood my shout and appeared where I needed him to appear.

"Be careful!" Michael. Jordan is yelling!

Carlos receiving a rebound. Boozer was about to hold the basketball when a big hand slapped the basketball from the bottom up!

Once again, the basketball flew into the air.

"Mine!" Carey. Kittels is yelling!

"Mine!" Richard. Hamilton was shouting too!

The two of them hit each other hard and were lying on the ground!

The basketball was eventually defeated by Cuarón. Butler picked it up.

I admire Carey. Kittels' courage, he didn't have the advantage of the ball just now, but he still fought hard. But in this world, if you don't admire anyone, you have to give him victory. There is no shortage of desire to win on the Wizards' side, and the highest respect for those who admire is to defeat him.

I got in my position and continued to ask for the ball and I was going to do my best to put Deacon Bey. Mutombo played as much as he could, and he couldn't be given enough rest time to play, otherwise it would be difficult to play in the fourth quarter.

The basketball was in my hands, and I sat down hard, dribbled, and pushed back hard. Williams took two steps back in a row.

Already under the basket, in Kenyon. Before Martin pounced, I turned around, held the ball in both hands, and slammed it into the basket.

This is the traditional style of play of the center, and this is also the safest way to play, as long as you have enough power, you have a success rate of more than 8o, obviously Aaron. Williams' strength simply can't be compared to mine.

Kenyon. Martin didn't dare to slap my arm this time, and if he slapped again, he would have committed four crimes, and it was time for him to take a break!

The Nets are finally on a timeout!

No more Deacon Bay. Mutombo, there are no rebounds and interior defense, and last year's Nets lost to the Wizards in the regular season, also because I put Aaron at that time. Williams exploded into scum.

Deacon Bay. Mutombo, the first superstar in NBA history to win the Defensive Player of the Year award four times in a row, was finally beaten out by me.

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