Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 163 The Tyson-Chandler Story…

"Hey, have you hugged enough?" Ron asked a little helplessly.

"Ah!" Lisa let go of her hand in a hurry, shyly turning her head away...

"That... the manager. Everything is arranged for this evening..."

Seeing Ron's eyes, there was only competition, and she let out a meaningful sigh of relief...

I don't know if I really love, but I know you're the only one I want to see...

You don't have to have someone to love. Similarly, when he doesn't love you, he can't pretend to love you.

There will not be any pain to like someone.Loving someone may be painful for a long time, but every time you see his focused expression, it is also the greatest joy in the world.

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Because the referee penalized Dragic for a malicious foul, the Lakers got two free throws and one throw, but the Rockets executed Artest's trick first.

Mayo made a steady hit.

Mayo’s statistics for this game were displayed on the big screen. After coming to the Rockets, he averaged 25 points per game. In this game, he only made 7 of 12 shots, 3 of 6 three-pointers, and only scored a poor 2 points with free throws...

Mayo really has no good way to face Kobe's blockade.

Looking back, Kobe didn't waste this opportunity to expand the score, he made 2 free throws, 89:84, the Lakers' ball!
Or the main Gasol!
The Spanish Matador hits every corner, and the person who defends him at the moment is the soul of the Rockets game, Tyson Chandler!
pass?cast?Still extraordinary?

In fact, the scary thing about Gasol is that he can attack with the ball by himself, and he can also send out wonderful pens...

The moment he catches the ball, he likes to fake a shot. If he detects that you are a little distracted, or you are completely clicked, he will let you see his overlord step and long-arm hook...

If you are unmoved, he will glance around him a little bit, waiting for his good partner Kobe to come around with his defender, waiting for an opportunity...

At the same time, he watched all directions and listened to all directions, or passed or abruptly passed to Kobe who was circling around him, and blocked his defenders behind him, causing the inside big man to face Kobe’s misplacement. Afterwards, he was usually either passed by Kobe to Java, or watching Kobe’s retreat and jump shot...

Or, when Kobe’s displeased, Lengtouqing took half a body position with a brisk walk inside, at this time Gasol would immediately resist the opponent’s outside line and squeeze towards the basket with the momentum of a tiger descending the mountain.

Obviously Chandler does not belong to this kind of inside line. When Kobe passed by Gasol, Chandler's eyes were always on the ball, not chasing Kobe, and Mayo took the opportunity to attack the ball.

"I'm here to beat you! To win!" Chandler growled and pressed close to him, full of passion...

The Spaniard refused to let it go, he held the ball high above his head with his two slender arms, then swung his iron elbow frequently, tightened slightly behind him, and slammed Chandler's face mercilessly with a bang, blood spattered for a while...

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remember…

"It's very difficult to put Chandler in a completely different system. He comes from a team that mainly shoots. They have the league's first point guard, but we don't. This will trouble him from time to time... He also has problems communicating with new teammates. The Bobcats' offense when he is on the court is like a disaster." After throwing Chandler on the bench again, Larry Brown told the Charlotte media.

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"Coach, I want to play!" It was another tough night, just after a big loss to his former team, the New Orleans Hornets, Chandler found Larry Brown.

Larry Brown glanced at him, then continued to frown and study the stats in his hand...

Humiliation... Against my old club, I can only sit on the bench and watch them ravage me, Chandler's heart feels like a knife...

Yes, when you play for years on a team that would sacrifice your life for it, and then get sold because of an innocuous medical issue...

In fact, everyone knows that this is just an excuse...

Sometimes the players are just the victims of the team's poor record. Although they seem to be much better than the coach, the former can change teams immediately, but it will hurt the hearts of some players with strong self-esteem...

"Coach..." Chandler emphasized his tone, he didn't seem to be able to reach the Yellow River, and his heart was not dead...

"Ah! I'll think about it..." Larry Brown said, in fact, this kind of coping official words had already heard calluses in Lao Qian's ears...

"Hi..." Chandler walked out of the arena shaking his head in frustration, looking at the starry sky, with mixed feelings for a while...

I just want to play ball...

Just want to play well...

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"You bastards! What a scumbag!"

100:87, Charlotte Bobcats VS Cleveland Cavaliers.

It was an unfinished game, and James was unstoppable. When the game progressed to 5 minutes and 14 seconds into the fourth quarter, in order to face the weaker Raptors back-to-back tomorrow, the old coach Larry Brown who played in the right way faced the Eastern Conference leader Cavaliers and removed all the main players...

"Hey, it's time for you to play, Chandler!" Under the disdainful eyes of Bobcats starting center Diop, Chandler suddenly stood up and yelled at everyone...

"You bastards! You're nothing but scum!"

"What are you talking about? You idiot!" The number one player of the Bobcats, Gerald Wallace, who had long disliked each other, stood up abruptly and confronted him.

"I said you don't have any self-esteem like the mother!"

Old handsome Brown looked ashen.

"There are still 5 minutes, only 13 points behind, why not play?"

Chandler questioned everyone, his expression was rather angry than howling...

"Oh...forget it! Tyson..." Gerald Henderson, a rookie in the first year, gently tugged at his clothes: "The opposite is the Cleveland Cavaliers with LeBron James...the coaches and players are doing this to preserve their strength and competitiveness...for better..."

"Physical strength? Competitiveness?" Chandler smiled to himself. "What kind of physical competitiveness, you are not worthy of being professional athletes! Think about why you played basketball in the first place! I won't play this game!"

He slammed the towel on his shoulders onto the floor, and walked towards the locker room without looking back...

"Mr. Tyson Chandler..."

After a long time without a response, the staff of the Bobcats had to knock on the door again.

"gentlemen?"

"Where are you? Knock what? I'm in a bad mood!" Chandler scolded.

"Oh, I'm sorry to bother you...I'm sending you news on behalf of the management..." The man smiled tactfully.

Are those idiots too lazy to greet me in person?Well...well...cut, I don't care!
"I regret to inform you, Mr. Tyson Chandler, that you have just been traded to the Houston Rockets on the west coast...so..."

"What? I'm not going!" This was Chandler's immediate reaction.

"This... this is the decision made by the boss himself..."

"Why do you trade me? Have you asked me? I won't go!" He cursed and cursed the hero on the basketball court and the boss Jordan Joe off the basketball court.

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The staff was at a loss for words. Everyone thought that Chandler, who had fallen out of favor in Charlotte, would be very happy to hear the news of his being traded. It's just that Mr. Qian is the kind of foolishly loyal player who stays in a certain team and is loyal to a certain team.

Hughes...Rocket?
long silence...

Chandler woke up suddenly.

"... What team did you just say?" Chandler asked with surprise, joy and doubt.

"...Texas Houston Rockets...sir." The staff was sweating.

"Rocket..."

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Memory of a depressed night without a game, when he turned on the TV, it was the game of the annoying Los Angeles nobles...

There is no doubt that the difference of 20 points would have been changed to others long ago, but for Chandler, soap operas are simply a kind of despondent thing, and he still watched it patiently with the mood of studying the Lakers...

It's just that the team on the opposite side was really miserable. The top star was traded, and the signature player sat anxiously on the bench in a suit and leather shoes...

Although he hates the Lakers, it seems that he thinks he must lose by 7 or 80 points.

It's just that the situation suddenly changed, and the civilian team relied on their fighting spirit and tenacity at home to expand the score bit by bit, forcing the Lakers to pause again and again...

"I'm X! No way!" Even Chandler, who was acting as a spectator, became excited...

When the narrator Barkley said the famous saying with approval: "So, the rocket is a Texas cockroach. You stepped on it, thinking that you crushed them, but they crawled away like this." Chandler nodded happily.

What he saw was a team that fought tenaciously and never gave up until death. What he saw was a life-and-death moment, people who would never change until death...

He also saw that Ariza gritted his teeth and hit that desperate three-pointer when no one else was willing to move at the end...

He heard Yao Zhisong being sung loudly at the scene, and he was surprised to think that if Yao Ming came back, would the mighty defending champion really lose to such an underdog from Texas?
"This mother is basketball!" He said sincerely...

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"I'll go!" Chandler suddenly laughed passionately, and gave him a bear hug under the stunned expression of the opposite staff...

"I'm going to Houston! When are we leaving? Now?" Chandler's eyes sparkled.

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I'm not here to work, I'm here to find my dream!

In the impression of Sunshine Beach, Texas, and the Toyota Center in front of him, Chandler smiled knowingly...

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The referee's whistle sounded, and Chandler, whose face was covered in blood, trembled all over, but it was only for a short while, and the sudden calm was terrifying...

On the stretcher temporarily requisitioned at the scene, team doctor Jones anxiously followed and encouraged, trying to keep Chandler awake...

The group hurried past Ron...

Ron was stunned, and tears of incomparable passion welled up in his eyes in an instant...

"What's wrong?" Lisa whimpered and looked at Ron, who was already biting his lips so excitedly that blood came out...

"He...is the manliest person I've ever seen! No one!" Ron wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and ran to the locker room with hope and vision...

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The moment the stretcher passed by...

"Please...please hurry up..." Chandler coughed dryly, and tremblingly held the hand of team doctor Jones: "I...I can still fight...I can fight..."

"To win!" At the last moment before leaving, he yelled at the first-year rookie Jordan Hill who replaced him...

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"Basketball is not only an indispensable part of my life, but also a part of my body. I will never be able to live without him. When I play basketball, there is a kind of excitement from the inside out, and a sense of pride. I don't play basketball for the sake of winning, but a very important hobby.

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(End of this chapter)