NBA backer king

Chapter 328 Kobe, you traitor!

"Old K, his name is Allen Iverson, and he has already confirmed that he will participate in the draft next year. The draft positions predicted by the media have never fallen out of the top three, and the breakthrough speed is very fast."

A Suns scout next to Colangelo was afraid that Lao Wang would not understand Iverson's situation, so he said.

Lao Wang nodded. The most popular basketball game in the United States is not the NBA, but the NCAA. Iverson's name is often seen in the media news.

At forty degrees from the left-wing three-point line, Iverson held the ball and leaned down.

Pharaoh's defense took a step inside the three-point line, his expression was not as relaxed as Jordan's just now.

He is a heavy-duty big center. Facing a point guard like Iverson who is good at speed, he is almost certain to be broken. Once he is broken, it will be difficult for him to return to the basket.

This is also the first time he defends a defender on the three-point line, and he will make a fool of himself if he is not careful.

That's why he didn't accept Kobe's one-on-one fight just now, because he was afraid of capsizing in the gutter.

However, Iverson and these little guys have repeatedly provoked him, and Jordan has been in the limelight just now. If he does not accept the heads-up, he will definitely be looked down upon by these little guys.

Seeing Wang Tiejun accepting the heads-up, everyone at the scene paid close attention.

"Old K will suffer."

"Iverson's speed is very fast, in order to defend against small players, he is still on the outside. Old K can't defend at all. It's too bad."

Many people are talking about it, but no one is optimistic that Lao Wang can guard Iverson.

"Old K, be careful of being smashed into a sieve." Jordan kindly reminded.

"Haha..." O'Neill couldn't stop laughing.

"Special!"

Lao Wang cursed and bent down.

With his height, he is also much taller than Iverson when he bends down.

Stretching out his right arm, he pressed his big hand directly to Iverson's face, covering it tightly.

This kind of defense has to be said to be very clean, because the current perimeter defense can be used.

He is well prepared to defend, whether to defend against penetration or not to defend against shots. He can only defend one end against such a small man on the outside.

Iverson's vision is gone, but this does not affect his breakthrough.

"Bang! Bang..."

He started to dribble, crossed the ball continuously under the crotch, and kept shaking his shoulders from side to side, and then he didn't care whether he touched Wang Tiejun, pulled the basketball up from behind, and began to break through from the right side.

However, because Wang Tiejun's size is too large, he can't break through in one step. It takes at least two steps to get around, and the breakthrough speed is not so fast.

But even so, his speed is on full display.

"So fast!"

This is the feeling of everyone present, including Wang Tiejun.

Lao Wang only felt that the person in front of him flickered, and Iverson rushed from the front to the side. Fortunately, he was prepared to prevent the breakthrough and make a shot, so he retreated immediately.

He is very experienced in retreating, not simply retreating, but moving laterally and retreating, hoping to block Iverson.

The first foot was not close to Iverson's left foot, but his right foot.

With a move of his right foot to the left back side, and then a step of his left foot outward, he completed the defense of lateral movement and retreat. Although the speed is not fast, the rhythm is very good.

With his large stride, he just kept up with Iverson's breakthrough rhythm.

"what?"

Just as Iverson was about to go around, he suddenly found that the old K was actually following him and stuck to the left side of his body. At this moment, a force hit him, and he tilted his feet, and quickly dribbled the ball outward, widening the distance between him and the old K, and then shot a jumper.

"boom!"

The ball was missed and Lao Wang turned and took it.

"Boy, you can't even get through a wooden stake, and you still want to blow me up?" Jordan said suddenly from the side.

Iverson was startled, and before he had time to say anything, the angry Lao Wang scolded: "Jordan, get off the court, and watch how I hit you on the back, you soft-footed shrimp."

"Oh hoo!"

The people who watched the excitement nearby screamed strangely.

Jordan twitched his cheeks, and said disdainfully: "What's the point of hitting me as a defender? The shark is here, and you will fight him one-on-one."

O'Neill was stunned, the grievances between you, why drag me into the water?I just came to see the play.

Old Wang saw that Jordan was not going to leave the court, so he didn't bother to pay attention. He took the ball beyond the three-point line and said to Iverson: "Boy, I will attack instead. Everyone knows that I am good at back hitting, not facing the basket. Do you want to stand behind me?"

"Haha..." The scene burst into laughter.

Iverson's eyes twitched wildly, do you think I'm stupid?
He took two steps back, bent down, and took a defensive posture.

Lao Wang smiled, turned sideways, blocked the front with his left elbow, controlled the ball with his right hand, and then rolled towards Iverson.

Iverson sprinted to the side, trying to go around and make a steal, but the difficulty was not small, because Lao Wang was too big and his arms were too long, which was more troublesome than breaking through just now, and it took more steps to go around.

He could only forcibly go around, but when he went around, Pharaoh immediately turned around, not only avoided his steal, but also rushed to the basket with the ball.

"boom!"

Under the dunk, there was warm applause at the scene.

"Boy, to deal with such a big man, you need to use more fake moves. Go around from the left side and make fake moves on his right side first." Jordan pointed out.

Iverson only felt his eyes light up, yes, first force the old K to turn around, and then take the opportunity to go around to the other side to make a steal.

"Is my ball that easy to steal?"

Lao Wang glanced at Jordan disdainfully. His ball handling is at level 80, which is pretty good among center forwards. It is not easy to steal the ball from him even double-teaming.

In the next attack, Iverson withdrew one step away from the old Wang, then crossed continuously, and finally changed direction and rushed to the old Wang, went to the basket and dunked a goal.

Lao Wang couldn't keep up with one step, and he couldn't keep up with every step, and was kicked clean.

This attack gave Iverson a warm applause from the scene, and he was also very excited.

Lao Wang, who was beaten, is not angry. He defends this speed-type point guard from the outside. He has a complete dislocation disadvantage.

The first ball was defended just now. It was the first time Iverson played against him, and he was completely inexperienced.

He thinks that Iverson's speed should be faster than the lightning at his peak, which is very surprising, and he is indeed a talented character.

Then it was his turn to play Iverson.

Iverson did as Jordan said this time, first made a steal from the left, and then took advantage of Wang Tiejun's right turn to break through, and moved to the right first to implement the steal.

But his experience is still too little. Lao Wang observed his stealing action, and when he turned around, he immediately turned his movement into a beating, and knocked him over with just a light touch of his butt.Fortunately, Pharaoh didn't use much strength and didn't hurt him, but it also scared him enough.

"Are you still playing?" Lao Wang tossed the ball and said with a playful smile.

Iverson got up and shook his head. Just now he thought he should go around, but somehow he bumped into Old K, and he didn't go around at all.

Jordan shook his head and said: "Boy, your defense is too bad. Old K is so big, you are moving, and he is also moving. You have to go around one more step, completely around his right side before stealing, so that he can't hit you."

"You can do it."

Old Wang said angrily: "You think my back punch is so simple? My back punch is not only about force, but also about step movement. Can't you see that?

Even if he takes another step around, I can still hit him by moving my steps. Even if I can't hit him, I can turn left and break through. Do you think I can't do it? "

He's not bragging. In the bear stance state, he can switch between moving and relying on hitting at any time. His low back hitting speed is not fast, but he is best at seizing opportunities for defenders to move. The rhythm is very good. Iverson can move one more step, can't he?

"I come and I come, can't I blow you up?"

Jordan was provoked, and he really wanted to single out Lao Wang.

When the Bulls lost to the Suns, it was because the lineup was not as good as the opponent, and it wasn't because his personal strength was not as good as the old K. He had 100% confidence to blow up the old K. Just a quick stop jump shot after a breakthrough could blow up this bastard.

But at this time, an official from the league came out to stop them. Today is the summer camp, and you superstars are just supporting roles. Don't steal the limelight from the young people, just let it go.

In the following activities, every young man tried his best to express himself, especially the dozen or so young people who will participate in the draft tomorrow.

After moving around for a while, Lao Wang was talking to O'Neill when he noticed that Kobe touched him again.

"What do you want, diaper?" he asked with a grin.

"Old K, if you call this damned name again, I will turn against you." Kobe said angrily.

"You didn't even grow your hair, so you turned against me?" Old Wang laughed.

O'Neill joked: "Kobe, you can wait for the hair to grow and then turn against him."

"Haha..." Old Wang and the people beside him burst into laughter.

Kobe glared at O'Neill, and said to Lao Wang: "Hey, stingy old K, are you really unwilling to teach me your back hitting technique?

Don't worry, when I join the alliance and earn money, I will definitely join your K martial arts gym and give you free endorsements. It must be very cost-effective for you to teach me. "

"Hey, you know how to lure? Do you really want to learn?" Lao Wang laughed.

"of course."

Kobe nodded again and again, and said with some disappointment: "I have watched your back hitting video repeatedly, but I have no way to learn your force-exerting skills. Is there any trick?"

"Is my technique so easy to imitate?" Old Wang said.

Kobe said: "I have imitated many of Michael Jordan's techniques and mastered some, but there is no way to imitate your strength."

Lao Wang smiled, leaned down and said in a low voice, "There are a lot of people here, come to me later, I will only teach you."

"Really?"

Kobe was instantly excited.

The summer camp activities ended at noon, and the alliance didn't even arrange lunch, so everyone dispersed.

"Old K, old K, wait for me."

Lao Wang and Colangelo Jr. were about to leave when Kobe chased him up from behind with a bag on his back.

"Kobe, where is your home?" Old Wang asked casually.

"I'm studying in Philadelphia, but I'm on vacation now, and I'm not in a hurry to go back. Old K, don't talk about this, you promised to teach me." Kobe said impatiently.

"Old K, you want to teach him your back kicking technique?" Little Colangelo asked in surprise.

Lao Wang glanced at Kobe with a smile, and said: "So many people wanted to learn just now, but this kid is the best at stalking. It doesn't matter if you teach him, he won't learn anyway."

"That's not necessarily true." Kobe said confidently.

"Then follow me." Lao Wang signaled Kobe to follow.

After separating from Colangelo and the others outside, he took Kobe back to his hotel, called Yu Feihong, and the three of them had lunch together, then went back to the room and started teaching Kobe.

"Kobe, how is your core strength? My back kick requires a lot of strength in the waist and abdomen. If it's not good enough." He asked before teaching.

"Don't worry, my core strength is the best." Kobe said, patting his chest.

"That's okay, first call Master to listen." Old Wang Dama sat on the edge of the bed firmly.

"Really, do you really want to scream?" Kobe asked with a bitter face.

You have to recognize a father to learn this skill, how many fathers do you need to know to learn other skills in the future?Feeling too ashamed, a bit worthless!
Lao Wang pointed to the door with a smile and said, "Don't call, the door is over there."

Yu Feihong sat under the window to watch the fun, and said at this time: "Kobe, this is a Chinese tradition, and you can't learn real kung fu without apprenticeship."

"real Kong Fu?"

Kobe thought of Old K's relying on hitting skills, he really wanted to learn this skill.

His breakthrough pace is not very good, because his first step is not very fast, but if he learns the old K's relying on hitting skills, it can help him better break through the defender.

Gritting his teeth, he shouted, "Master."

"Eh!"

Old Wang smiled and nodded.

Next, he really started teaching Kobe Bryant's back-up technique.

"Let's stop here today, and you will come to see me tomorrow morning." This teaching lasts for two hours.

"Old K, did you really teach him the technique?" After Kobe left, Yu Feihong asked in surprise.

"Without the foundation of Tieshanjiao and Xiongbu's techniques, it would be difficult for him to truly grasp the essence of my techniques. At most, he would learn to be similar in form, but not in spirit." Lao Wang laughed.

"I think you have already taught him the technique of exerting force, but he still can't learn it?" Yu Feihong asked.

"I only taught some simple and basic force-exerting techniques. Everyone's technical habits are different, and their physical fitness is also different. It is impossible for him to completely learn my technical movements."

Lao Wang nodded and said: "Look at his own understanding, if he can combine his skills and physical fitness, he may develop his own back-up skills in the future.

But without several years of exploration and training, it is very difficult.Moreover, he is too young and his body is still developing, so he won't have a chance in a few years. "

The next morning, Kobe came over again, and Lao Wang taught him for another two hours.

After the teaching, he exhorted: "Kobe, that's it, you have learned my low back attack technique and some force techniques, you can practice by yourself.

But let me tell you first, I am a center forward and you are a defender. My technical movements are definitely not suitable for you. How to form your own technical movements depends on your own exploration and training. "

"I understand that, thank you, old K."

"Call Master."

"Old K."

"Hey, you little bastard, crossing rivers and demolishing bridges, going up houses and pulling ladders, won't you be called Master after you learn it?"

"Haha, old K, old K, I will call you old K."

Kobe shouted happily while running proudly. He stopped at the door and turned around and shouted: "Old K, don't worry, when I enter the league, I will carry forward your skills. It must be very cool to use your skills to beat your team!"

"Kobe, you traitor, you little bastard who deceives your master and destroys your ancestors, beware of lightning strikes you!"

In a rage, Lao Wang rushed over immediately, scaring Kobe into a panic, and when he opened the door, he was already caught.

"Clap clap clap clap..."

Lao Wang pressed on the ground and slapped his butt a few times, which made Kobe scream.

"Master, Master, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

……

On June 95, 6, the NBA draft was held as scheduled.

Wang Tiejun sat with little Colangelo, and Westphal also came.

Westphal is here to serve as a staff officer. After all, Colangelo Jr. has just taken over the position of general manager and is participating in the draft for the first time, so he lacks experience.

The draft hadn't even started yet, and Colangelo Jr. flipped through a pile of materials prepared for him by the scouts, and said, "Although this year is a small year, there are still quite a few good guys."

"How about that high school student Kevin Garnett and Jordan's younger brother? That Rasheed Wallace? Do we have a chance to choose them?" Lao Wang asked casually when he was idle and bored.

Westphal shook his head and said: "These two will definitely not fall out of the Lexie area. Rasheed Wallace's draft prediction position is the top five. Although the high school student Garnett is full of talent, his lack of NCAA experience is his defect. The most optimistic prediction position is only seventh. The general prediction position is around No.10, and will not fall to our pick."

"Oh." Old Wang nodded meaninglessly.

Little Colangelo said at this time: "Based on their predicted position, how many of our targets now..."

"Which ones?" Old Wang asked cooperatively.

Little Colangelo turned his head and whispered in his ear: "Brent Barry, Barry's son, like his father, is very accurate in shooting and three-pointers. He is the guard we need. His predicted position is the edge of the lottery zone, and he may fall out. If we are lucky, we may get him."

"Barry's son?"

Lao Wang nodded. Rick Barry is a real super scorer. He has participated in two finals, a total of ten games. He is the person with the highest scoring average in the finals, higher than Jordan, and the first in history, averaging 36.3 points per game.

He has also played in the finals twice now. In the finals of 93, he had six games, and this time he had four games. He averaged 93 points per game in 24.8. This time, he averaged 50 points per game.

Colangelo Jr. whispered again: "The second is Theo Ratliff, who can play the fourth and fifth positions and is good at defense."

"Didn't you choose an outside line?" Old Wang asked.

"If Barry is not selected, the second target is him. If he is not selected, our next option is outside."

Colangelo Jr. went on to say: "There is Michael Finley behind him, a swingman with a shoe height of 201 cm. He is active defensively. On offense, he has good post-up skills, average face-to-basket control and breakthrough ability, so his ability to hold the ball is not very good. He seldom excels in singles. He has a little open three-pointer, and his post-up mid-range shot is stable. This is our third goal. According to the scout report, his template is Jordan, but the upper limit of growth is a first-class star, and some weaknesses will limit his development."

"No ball?"

Hearing this weakness, Lao Wang was not very interested. Now that Lightning is old and the glider is gone, he needs someone who can hold the ball on the outside. Someone who does not have the ability to hold the ball and break through. It is difficult for teams with strong defense on the outside, such as the Bulls, to even pass halftime.

(End of this chapter)