Chapter 8: There Are Dogs!

Giving up the idea of heads-up, James made it a lot easier to break through to the interior after playing the pick-and-roll.

Although Mo Wen has a hand in blocking and dismantling, some things cannot be solved by experience.

That is to say, if a man is too fast, no matter how good his skills are.

Now that he has given up the 1v1 man war, Mo Wen naturally followed suit.

The Pistons have been staring at the champion for a long time, the coach's entrustment, the desire to watch the camera, and... The jealousy of the poor for the big dogs. If it weren't for his short stature, the Pistons' little point guard would have wanted to cover the champion.

Just now, Oku and another black interior are ready to help defend, but James is not strong, a problem that can be solved by a single defense, if they rush to joint defense, there may be problems.

The other players of the Cavaliers are not weak, and James also has a fast and accurate pass, and they don't dare to come up and cover it.

But now that there is a chance, James is about to burst in and threaten the basket, and the two big men did not hesitate to block James one after another.

Feeling the Pistons' interior defense, James still didn't give up, he wanted to break his embarrassing record of not scoring in the first two games.

If James were the protagonist of the movie, there should be slow motion at the moment.

Mo Wen, who was chasing after him, the basket in front of him, and Oku flying in the distance and the black inside line on the other side.

If this goal is scored, it will be a classic scene.

Just when James was about to do a big slam dunk with a hideous face, his speed suddenly stagnated.

There are dogs!

There's a dog tugging at his jersey!

But he can't care so much at this time, it's just a jersey, and he hasn't hung someone to dunk.

It's just that as soon as the speed stalled, Oku caught up and had time to catch up with another player.

Two breads with cheese!

The originally empty dunk route was crowded at once, and the two big men shot at the basketball one after another, and when it was close, James could even smell the armpit smell of the mixture of black and white.

NBA stars wear perfume, but summer league poorcoins don't.

Fouls, fouls, someone using biological weapons on the court!

As the basketball got out of his hand, James also staggered two steps and sat down on the ground, a little dizzy from the smoke.

The coach of the knights complained to the referee on the sidelines that Mo Wen had just pulled his clothes, and the referee didn't see it very clearly when James was surrounded just now.

Besides, there are too many things like pulling clothes and pulling people on the court, and if everyone blows, then there is no fluency in the game.

It's just that the statistician next to him is a little entangled, whose cap is it?

James, who got up from the ground, glared fiercely at the black and white inside lines of the two pistons, and then stared at Mo Wen with a death gaze, as if he wanted to write Mo Wen into a small notebook.

James is trying to get back on the defensive end.

But Mo Wen didn't have any desire to attack in this game, he just wanted to do something special.

Now Mo Wen's physical strength attribute is 60 points, if he is a marginal person or a substitute, it is enough to only play for a few minutes or ten minutes.

But if you are the main force, it will not be enough to see it at all. With all his strength on both ends of the floor, it only takes twenty minutes for his stamina gauge to be emptied.

Repeated failures did not dampen the champion's offensive enthusiasm, but James could not continue to be willful when the team's point difference was gradually widened.

Once again, James scored zero in the first quarter.

In the second quarter, Mo Wen rested off the court, and James finally found a presence in Sula. And when Mo Wen played again, James was forced to be incognito again.

Mo Wen not only gave James a glimpse of NBA-level wing defense, but also invited him to an elbow dinner.

The small action of pulling the jersey in front can only be said to be an appetizer, and there is a lot of tolerance for confrontation in this era. Mo Wen's defensive mastery at the bottom of the box is what really opened James' eyes.

By the fourth quarter of the game, James no longer knew how many times he had "inadvertently" eaten a dark elbow, been stabbed in the waist a few times, and pinched how many pieces of flesh he had pinched.

There were a few times when he couldn't stand it and wanted to fight back, but because of his excessive action and emotional excitement, he was warned by the referee, and the real villain Mo Wen pretended to be like an innocent victim on the sidelines, if it wasn't for the camera on the sidelines, he would have scolded his mother.

By the end of the game, James was numb, and as he looked at his less than double-digit score on the scoreboard, he pursed his lips and left the court without saying a word.

James played 38 minutes in normal games, 3 of 17 shots, 3 of 6 free throws, and got 9 points, 8 assists and 8 rebounds, paying tribute to the future "three singles" Simmons.

Although Mo Wen focused on the defensive end, he was not without achievements on offense, shooting 5 of 9, 3 of 3 free throws, and scoring 13 points, 3 assists and 4 rebounds in the game, which is similar to the data he got in [Simple Copy], and the important thing is efficient.

Whether it was the performance on the field or the data, James was pressed under Mo Wen fiercely.

The media was also satisfied, James was right, there was really big news today.

The champion lost in the head-to-head duel with the crane tail!

James in high school rarely loses, and in just a few games in the summer league, he hit a wall everywhere, and even an Asian player he previously looked down on can cause him endless problems.

Mo Wen could still see a little unwilling anger in his lost eyes.

If James knows Chinese, he has to come to the last sentence: "Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the poor youth!" ”

Maybe it was because he was too heavy during the day, and Mo Wen was retaliated against by adult James in the copy at night.

There was no low-difficulty dungeon, so he chose a [difficult dungeon], which was the second round of the 08-09 playoffs, and he took on the role of "Hawks" Joe Johnson against James, and Woodson was among them - he was the head coach of the Hawks this year.

Ajan, who has entered the mature period, is completely impossible for him to resist, and the dominance of both offensive and defensive ends is completely beyond experience to make up.

He didn't even learn much of the game experience under the pressure of talent, and thankfully, this quest only had four games.

James brushed off the average of 30+10+9 per game in front of him, and he himself became a three-singler, averaging 8+5+4 per game, paying tribute to his brother.

"I don't know when I'll be able to add some of this talent."

Mo Wen looked at his big palm and sighed, his static talent was good, and he could barely see the back of Qiao Gang Leader.

It is this dynamic talent that is painful to practice, and even more painful if you don't practice.

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The summer league passed quickly after only a few days, and the poor performance of the "Little Emperor" was also minimized with the efforts of the president and Nike.

The championship of this Orlando Summer League was still won by the Pistons, and the Cavaliers practiced for James, even if the lineup was good, they didn't have much to win, and other teams would not be as serious about defense as Woodson, but they fulfilled this Woodson.

Mo Wen performed well in the summer league, and the market was bullish all the way, averaging 32 minutes per game, and he could score 19.2 points, 4.1 assists and 3 rebounds. This kind of performance would be amazing on a lottery show, not to mention that he only finished 58th.

The Pistons were also in a hurry to hand the said second-round show contract to Mo Wen.

Dumas originally wanted to extend the 1+1 contract period into a longer 2+1 contract, but Mo Wen asked his agent to help him negotiate the original 1+1 contract.

Detroit isn't a good place to be, with more than 80 percent blacks in 2001, and most of the wealthy have fled the city due to its slums and high crime rates.

Mo Wen doesn't mind the obscene development in the early stage, but he will definitely not do anything here.

After signing the contract, Mo Wen just entrusted his agent John to help him find a house, and then went to Toronto to find Bosh for special training.

Bosh didn't play in the Summer League, the Las Vegas Summer League hasn't been established yet, and the Raptors in Gama don't even get an invitation to the Summer League.

But fortunately, Carter, the current boss of the Raptors, helped pull a training camp.

The naïve Carter now thinks that the team just helped him find a "Pippen", and the previous general manager originally wanted to take the No. 4 pick to choose Bosh in exchange for "Roaring Tianzun" Rasheed Wallace, but unfortunately it didn't work, and no one could have imagined that the new management of the Raptors chose Bosh to find a successor for Carter.

Uncle Tobo's "blessing", Carter was plagued by injuries in the first two years, and as a result, the team owner who had just made some achievements ran out of patience, so he changed the general manager and head coach this year, and chose Bosh to start rebuilding.

Now the new president has not yet said anything about the reconstruction, and Bosh also thinks that he is here to assist Carter.

In the future, Carter is making a fuss about leaving, because since the beginning of this season, the Raptors management has engaged in a series of riotous operations, coupled with the fact that he clearly wants to correct Bosh, Carter still really regards the Raptors as his home during this period.