The toughest man in the NBA

Chapter 32 Cut Him, Cut Him, Just Cut Him

McMillan frowned, and couldn't go on like this.

Obviously, the performance of Aldridge and Camby today is not enough to defend the paint area.

It's not that they didn't fight well, it's that they were too brutal!
How does this horse look like a rookie?

The Blazers are not an excellent jump-shooting team, and they can't expect the Suns to lie on the outside and lose the inside. For a team like them that plays traditional positional warfare, it means——

Let anyone slaughter!

Before the start of the season, the Blazers were infinitely close to getting Tuman, but they missed it after all. Who knew he was so fierce, and now it's too late...

McMillan is not greedy for Tuman's body. Tuman's physical fitness is indeed good, but with such a big league, there are many abnormal physical fitness, such as the one on the hospital bed.

But there are very few that can be typed out.

What McMillan feared was Tu Man's awareness, attitude, and obsession with rebounding, as if it wasn't a rebound, but his life!
In McMillan's memory, the last player who worked so hard at the basket was Rodman, who later dominated rebounding for seven consecutive years...

What's worse is that this kid can also skyhook!

And so far, Tu Man has not used this stunt, and it seems unnecessary. The sun is firmly ahead, and he has not been forced to do so.

How to do it?

At this time, Camby fouled again.

Tu Man's elbow made him impatient, and he pushed the opponent while grabbing a rebound, which happened to fall into the eyes of the referee. The Blazers fouled in a single quarter, and Tu Man wanted a free throw.

The first free throw came out of the box.

McMillan's eyes lit up, bit his finger, and looked again.

In the second free throw, the basketball landed lightly on the front of the basket, slipped down, and was confiscated by Camby.

This is, guilty conscience?

Impossible, this kid's summer league is not like this, is there any injury?

McMillan's mind changed sharply, try again!
He replaced Camby with Fabrizio Oberto and whispered something to him before he went on the court.

In the next round, before the Sun's attack had begun, Oberto suddenly ran over, eager as if reunited after a long absence, and hugged Tu Man.

The referee's eyes were sharp and the whistle sounded.

Gentry shook his hand, and the tactical board almost fell off.

Woji, this guy McMillan has seen it, do you want to react so quickly?
Tu Man walked to the free throw line, feeling guilty.

It took seven shots in a row before he lifted the basketball under the urging eyes of the referee. The posture was still standard and the arc was very round, but the reality was very dry.

The basketball bounced out of the frame again.

Tu Man's heart sank, he still laughed at O'Neill and Big Ben, what a joke, if you don't believe me, look up, who did the sky bypass?

Nash ran over and patted his ass, and whispered:
"Relax, little one!"

Tu Man burst into tears:

Brother, I am not young.

The fans of the Rose Garden are happy. It turns out that this kid's weakness is here, so what's the fuss?

Behind the backboard, the fans danced hotly, throwing out everything that could interfere with their sight, such as fluorescent sticks, popcorn, underwear, socks...

Tu Man has a tiger in his heart, but he can't take off and dunk from the free throw line!

He had no choice but to lift the basketball again, gritted his teeth, and within three months, I'd have to pick up the shooting bag and make you all arrogant!

The basketball hit the front again, and Tu Man rushed into the crowd like crazy, struggling to pull himself up, stretching out his long arms...

But the basketball gave Tuman too little time. Aldridge had already grabbed the basketball first, and Tuman's big hands grabbed a lump of muscle.

The referee whistled, and Tu Man's thug fouled.

Missing a free throw and paying for the last foul, this deal is too bad...

McMillan showed joy, crossed his arms with both hands, and leaned back. That's right, a rookie, how can he be flawless?
With a flick of the hand, Amon Johnson replaced Andre Miller, and Willis Matthews replaced Nicholas Batum. Everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart!

But what about solar?
As soon as they broke fast, a large group of muscular sticks were chasing Tu Man on the field. He kept dodging like a football running back. The scene was like a group of hunters rounding up their prey...

After a basketball game full of punches and punches, it changed the channel to a track and field meeting. The stomachs of the Blazers fans burst out laughing. Is this playing "hide and seek"?

Gentry covered his face and called a timeout. McMillan was too immoral. This was just the opening game, not the tie-breaker in the finals. As for it?
Tu Man's face sank like water, a good pot of soup was ruined, and he returned the rat shit!
Gentry came up and put his arm around his neck and said:
"Young man, don't be downcast. This is just your first NBA game, and the opponent is forced to use such a dirty trick, it's not shameful!"

Sumait also said:
"That's right, look at Wilt, look at Shaq, being cut is what a great center who makes opponents desperate must go through. Besides, you are different from them, this is temporary. We will practice it sooner or later, right?"

Tu Man laughed:
"Coach, where are you going? I'm worried for the Blazers. What if they get sent off too many people and don't have enough five people?"

Nash laughed and said:
"If you don't have enough five people, the referee will find a way. What are you fussing about?"

Tu Man looked at Gentry with a grin:
"Coach, don't replace me for a while, can you?"

Gentry glared at him:
"why?"

Tu Man rubbed the back of his head:

"Uh, I want to practice free throws!"

Gentry slapped him and scolded with a smile:

"Fuck off, practice free throws in the game, you are a luxury! It's a pity, I still want to win, honestly go to the bench and find a cool place!"

Gentry replaced Tuman with Robin Lopez, track and field ended, basketball returned, the sun continued to be gorgeous, and the advantage brought by Tuman remained.

At the end of the first quarter, the score was:

32:28
In the second quarter, Tu Man went into battle again.

Taking advantage of the Blazers' fouls, the Suns must race against time to build an advantage.

Of course, McMillan was not so stupid as to kill Tuman at the beginning, which would waste four "precious" fouls. This is the second quarter. The Blazers don't want to play five-a-side basketball!
Tu Man was so suffocated that he contributed a goaltending goal at the beginning.

This is innocuous, the sun quickly launched an attack, and Tu Man went straight to the basket without any distractions. He didn't even look at his teammates' running positions, and jumped up after passing the free throw line!

But Nash never disappoints. Tuman saw the orange elf above the basket, grabbed it, rounded his arms, and dunked with a beautiful windmill!
Tu Man rushed over and shouted at the camera:
"Come on, come and kill me with ten people!"

The fans clamored, and there was a uniform roar in the Rose Garden:
"Cut him! Cut him! Just cut him..."

　The detailed outline has been sorted out, and two updates will be guaranteed next week. Thank you good friends for your support O(∩_∩)O~
　　
　
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