NBA villain

Chapter 767
In the last game in November, the Warriors challenged the Sacramento Kings away.

The weather suddenly turned cold and slowly entered the cold winter season. In San Francisco, the chill was obvious, but in Sacramento, the chill did not decrease but increased.

The cold wind rolled up the leaves on the roadside, whirled and fell, and the trunks of the roads on both sides were painted with white paint.

Yang Di sat on the team bus and drove through the middle of the city road in Sacramento. Looking at the city scene on both sides of the road, he didn't know what to think.

"The Kings are currently 5 wins and 9 losses, ranking 12th in the Western Conference. The star of the Kings is Ron Artest. A young player, Kevin Martin, is a very good young scorer who is good at shooting and drawing fouls..." Assistant coach Ron Adams and the players explained and analyzed the current lineup of the Kings. Homework to do.

But for Yang Di, it doesn't matter whether he listens or not. Yang Di's level and realm are a bit high, and the regular season is just playing casually, which is a bit similar to O'Neal at that time.

It's December, and it's time for New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

Yang Di felt that time passed so quickly. Next year will be 08, and it will be a year when many competitions will gather. It has been 02 years since he came to the United States in mid-5. The chef has become the strongest basketball player in the NBA and an international superstar.

Time flies, really time flies.

Yang Di's state of mind became calmer. He no longer had the irritability he had when he first entered the league, nor did he have the urge to prove himself when he first came to Oakland. Basketball has become a part of his life, and at this stage of his life, it has become his most important partner.

Sacramento has a different meaning for Yang Di.

The first trial training in Yang Di’s life, the closest to the NBA, was the trial training in Sacramento. At that time, the king was still the overlord of the playoffs, competing with the Lakers in the Western Conference. Princeton led by Webber and Bai Qiao swept the entire league. At that time, he was also the most unknown teenager, a legendary low-level figure.

The king didn't keep him, maybe because of the color of his skin, maybe because he was not mature enough at the time.

get off.

"The weather is getting colder and colder." Ray Allen breathed a sigh of relief and put his hat on tighter. All the players of the Warriors put on their hats, and there seemed to be a little rain in the sky.

"Is it snowing? It seems to be dripping on my face." Baron Davis raised his head and said with squinted eyes.

"It's not that early, is it? It doesn't snow until December and January. Although it's cold, it doesn't seem to be snowing."

"The cold has nothing to do with the snow, does it?"

A group of students suddenly chatted about snowing over there, and Yang Di didn't know the relationship, anyway, the weather was really cold, and there was a piercing wind blowing on his face, like a knife cutting.

The crowd walked into Arco Arena, home of the Kings.

The Kings are really miserable. As a veteran team in the league, with such a domineering name, they have won only one championship in total, and they won the NBA championship as the Rochester Royals more than 1 years ago.

Later, the Kings were ups and downs and never won the championship. The team has also experienced several relocations and countless arenas.

When the Kings were at their peak a few years ago, they won a lot of football in Sacramento, but now the Kings have undergone changes, completely overthrown and rebuilt, and they have a tendency to become a Western Conference.

The attendance rate in Arco Arena is very low. In the cold weather, there are very few fans who come to watch the game, even if the opponent is the Warriors, it is not much worse.

Looking around, there may be less than half of the attendance in the entire arena.

The training uniforms of the Warriors players are all black. Yang Di and others like to wear hats and hooded training, while the Kings wear their classic purple jerseys, which look more dignified than the Warriors.

The Kings players trained on the sidelines, looking weak.

The Sacramento Kings are full of young people. Kevin Martin, Beno Udri, and Francisco Garcia are basically players around the age of 25 or 26.

The Warriors rank first in the Western Conference and have only lost two games until now. The gap between the two teams is huge.

The Kings played at home, and the Warriors actually allowed them 9.5 points. The market believes that the Warriors will win at least one big victory in Sacramento.

Sure enough, after more than 2 hours, the Warriors defeated the Kings 113 to 95 and easily won the victory.

As soon as the game ended, the Warriors players got into the bus one after another, waiting for the head coach and Yang Di to finish the press conference, and then the team drove away from Arco Arena.

Outside the arena, it was already night in Sacramento, and it started to snow.

Under the street lamp, scattered snowflakes fell, and the hot breath immediately condensed into frost. There was already a thin layer on the ground, and when the feet stepped on the ground, there was a sound of "squeak, smack...".

The bus drove to the hotel. Sacramento is not far from San Francisco. The two cities are actually adjacent, with a distance of about 1 kilometers. If you drive, it will take more than an hour.

So after the game, the Warriors' bus went straight back to the San Francisco area.

The driver of the bus drove the bus steadily on the Interstate 80, and the players of the whole team fell into a tired dreamland. The advantage of a car is that it is more convenient than an airplane because you can leave at any time. Waiting time in front of and behind the airport will also take a lot of time.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger. Driving on the interstate highway, the bus driver's wiper kept scraping, and the speed of the bus dropped from one hundred yards to seventy or eighty yards.

"No, the snow seems to be getting bigger and bigger!"

The bus driver is a staff member of the team. Throughout the year, the team only uses the bus for away games a few times. Usually, it is mainly responsible for the transfer of the team to and from Oakland International Airport. I did not expect to meet him this time when I went to Sacramento. Such a heavy snow.

"Won't the road be closed? Such heavy snow." Montgomery said with some concern.

"It shouldn't be so, I didn't receive the notification from the meteorological department."

As soon as Ron Adams finished speaking, the radio station in the bus urgently broadcast a yellow warning of heavy snow: "Northern California is experiencing the largest snowfall in 15 years. The Meteorological Department reminds all vehicles driving outside to pay attention to safety. At the same time, the police will Implement traffic controls on interstate highways."

"Haha." Montgomery showed an expression that you are still too young, and patted Adams on the shoulder.

It usually takes up to an hour and a half by car, and finally arrived in Auckland after driving for nearly two hours. When the players got off the car, the ground was covered with snow, the wind was biting, and all trees were withered.

(End of this chapter)