Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 144 Infighting!When shamelessness becomes passion...

"What's wrong with the old man to find these bastards to eat and drink with the Lakers?" Even Jim Buss, who liked horse racing more than basketball, was obviously dissatisfied.

His cloudy face was quickly cut to the big screen in the middle of Staples by the witty on-site director. Old Bass and Mr. Ku turned to look at him. He looked at each other complicatedly and left in a hurry...

"It's just a competitive game, it's like a cold war... I don't know if you are crazy, or I am crazy..." Little Bass muttered to himself, and finally shrugged a little sadly, ignoring the fans who paid tribute to him...

Your style has long been outdated, now is the era of heroes!Little Buzz swears to think of...

Look, if I am in charge... There is a mysterious smile on his face...

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Seeing that even Australia's "Hercules" Mr. David Anderson can turn the world upside down in the Lakers penalty area, the fans at the Staples site were already furious. Many prominent figures in the City of Angels who came to watch the game were chatting and playing with their mobile phones. Jon Dom's original partner and his sister-in-law also angrily swiped Twitter, and directly saw their beautiful images on the spot. At this time, the Lakers' bench players are still helping the Rockets score points with their nasty attitude...

Shannon Brown, the only one who was decent, was furious. Although this gentleman also had the heart of being a protagonist, he put his determination into practical actions, and with his overbearing body, he directly squeezed Budinger away and rushed into the inside line.

There is no gap in the world that Hayes can't fill. Looking at Brown's situation, I'm afraid he's coming...

"OMG!" Amidst the exclamation of the fans, Brown fully played the angry blow of the downcast Cavaliers of the Lakers...

He dribbled the ball under the crotch, pretending to cut to the middle, and then suddenly caught a reverse crotch, and pulled the ball back to the right. Hayes, who was caught off guard, was completely shaken by this huge fake move, and almost fell to the ground when he couldn't close his feet. Brown hit the iron while the iron was hot, and easily scored two points in a layup between the sharp fingers.

26:32!8 minutes and 53 seconds into the third quarter...

"Hey...if you can't do it, just give me the ball!" he yelled at the four slackers who were still thinking about something.

"Let me learn from you to brush up the data. By the way, it is a shame for me to play together with you!" He brazenly threw himself into the next round of offense and defense, and the four conventional guys behind looked at each other, dumbfounded...

Ciao, you little bastard, what did you say just now?They all thought to themselves...

"Shame? I, Mr. Bynum, are the starters! I'm the coach. I've seen you too badly, so I have to let this uncle be with you scumbags with a combat power of 5..." Bynum complained and looked at Brown, and pushed Hayes, who was always pushing and pushing beside him...

"What? Are you a starter? Look at your efficiency! Girl, I didn't complain, but you're going to blame me first!" Jon Dom responded dissatisfied, chattering endlessly. In his eyes, as the former No. [-] of the Lakers, being a substitute now is the most wronged thing in the world.

"Yes!" Bynum laughed suddenly proudly: "As I said just now, remember, you parallel importers, you only need to do one thing right now! That's handing the ball to me! Let me teach you what offense is!"

He shoved Hayes again, causing Hayes to give the referee an innocent gesture...

"You? I laughed so hard, can you dribble? Don't be ashamed, you can do it alone! I won't wipe your ass again!" Farmar stared at Dragic, who was looking for opportunities, and turned around to argue from time to time.

"Who wants you to wipe your ass? If you don't beat me, just watch and see how I kill these bastards!"

"Stop arguing! I haven't even touched the ball since I came out, it's all because of you lone wolves..." Even Vujacic complained in a very unhappy way.

"What good BB do you have? Apart from playing with Sharapova, what else can you do?" Anderson, the Australian Hercules who was pushing Odom away from the important position, interjected...

In front of the camera, the five Lakers began to slander each other back and forth. Even the audience on the sidelines were stunned. The Zen master held his head speechlessly. Kobe, who was sitting in front of the bench, didn't know what was going on, so he poked his head out nervously to watch...

Even so, the Rockets players were suddenly surprised to find that they could no longer find any good opportunities to send the ball into the damn basket. In front of them, Bynum, who was cursing, suddenly ran back and forth bloodily, getting stuck; Excited; even Jon Dom began to bully Anderson, who was named Australian 'Hercules' but actually a big bamboo pole in Australia, with his fat body.

"Buzz" sound for 24 seconds as an example...

Xiaode was a little puzzled and gave the ball directly to the referee, and looked at Adelman in front of the bench begging for respect inexplicably.

"What the hell are they doing?" Xiaode said angrily.

The old man pointed to his brain and sighed dryly.

your sister!They are brain-dead, are you also brain-dead?You can't burst, can't you pass it on?

Strange!Seeing the actor Nicholson next to him suddenly get excited, Ron was also a little surprised. These bastards, who were just as lazy as drug addicts who haven't eaten for ten days, are fighting on their own, but all of a sudden, they are all fighting like chicken blood, pushing their respective defenders into a desperate situation...

This is simply turning shamelessness into passion, without any sense of disobedience...

Even so, even if the bloodiness is there, there is still no cohesion at all, it looks like a mess of loose sand...

Their individual combat still couldn't break the overall defense of the Houston Legion, and when the offense and defense switched, they were chased and counterattacked by Xiaode...

Ron glanced at Zen Master, who was frowning tightly. Even he didn't know why Zen Master kept such an extremely ugly lineup of fighting each other...

He can completely adjust the personnel slightly, and take one of Gasol and Kobe, who are more charismatic, on the field, and the effect of leading this dominant lineup will be much better...

At least the Spaniard or Kobe have the experience of leading the team alone, and can easily stabilize the emotions of the thorny players...

It seems that neither Bynum nor Odom are willing to sacrifice their own data, unite the team, and resist this little rotation time to contribute to the team...

But why is Zen Master still unmoved and insisted on letting these five people stay on the court?Do you still regard Houston as his training ground?

Is he really not afraid of losing?
Reverse thinking starts...

　Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for fertilization...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)