Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 179 The Pirate Ship in the Storm!
Yes, I'm not a good coach... I never thought, I never thoroughly experienced the heart of my players, I should be proud of them... - Clippers coach Nigro.

In the few minutes before the end of the first half, the scene suddenly turned around because of the arrival of a person...

Nick Young is always smiling and holding the ball back and forth...

"Don't you think it's funny?" He smiled and said to Kaman, who was beckoning for the ball again and again.

Funny you sister!Pass the ball quickly you bastard!

"Ha! How about the three-pointer and fast break just now? Did it confuse you?" Yang still tirelessly provoked Mayo, even though the latter's face was ashen...

Changing the ball in his hand and lowering the bar, this guy's series of fancy moves frequently made Mayo frown slightly. The ball stuck to his hand like a flower growing on the ground. No matter how he picked it up or pressed it, the opponent always had a way to avoid it...

"Well... the left this time? Or the right?" He continuously dribbled the ball left and right, and even the audience was impatient with his appetite...

The idiot!Nigro has begun to regret the decision to let him play, but the Clippers owner Donald has a happy face showing joy...

Mayo made up his mind and copied it with his right hand, but the ball that was close at hand disappeared again out of thin air...

"You idiot, you're wrong again! Still shoot!"

It was another ultra-long-range intercontinental missile, and it greeted the basket with Xiaoyin...

The arc of the ball was very high and floating, Nick Young turned around in a dignified way, embracing the blue sky again...

"Enjoy this moment, gentlemen! Ladies!"

"Dang!" In all the stunned and surprised eyes, when he himself had already celebrated the victory, the ball hit the frame, wobbled and flew out...

"I'll go..." Nick Yang smiled slightly, and the hug-like hands that were spread out stayed in place awkwardly...

"Haha! What the hell is this idiot doing!" The Clippers fans were already laughing, and even Ron was so happy that he crooked his mouth...

This guy is so fucking funny!This guy is just too much for my appetite!

Among the crowd, a brazen man flew up from behind Chandler...

DeAndre Jordan!

His domineering one-handed dunk deeply shocked the hearts of every player present...

"NICE-PASS!" Little Jordan excitedly stretched out a finger, tauntingly pointing at the delighted Nick Young, who smugly laughed, "Haha! That's right! This is the ball that was originally passed to you!"

Shameless!
It's shameless to the extreme!
Even so, all the fans at the scene stood up and cheered for their team.

"Hey! Nice play!"

"At least let us feel that you are getting better!"

ESPN's four-eyed, poisonous-tongued old man sharply made up the knife: "Nick Young, his nonsensical passion ignited the last bit of dignity of the broken ship... At least they know how to score points, instead of doing back and forth running there dryly... Look, a young team, there are always a few people who will be colored by his true basketball-loving attitude!"

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pause!

A small climax of 7:0 made the old man unable to stand it anymore. He made a decisive decision and let the Rockets players who were still staring at each other quickly return to the bench to "increase blood"...

"How is it?" When Nick Yang happily walked up to Nigro, the latter was so helpless...

Although this can be regarded as a successful type of broken pot, Negro still looked at Duodu with a serious old face: "This is how we will fight in this game..."

55:38, when the players gradually calmed down, hiding their impetuous hearts, there was only one person who still had that smiling expression, smiling like a flower in front of the bench...

"Hey! What are you doing? Are you laughing? Is your house on fire?" When Nigro turned around and questioned Nick Young, the latter did not deliberately restrain his heartfelt smile...

"No! Hehe..." He suddenly put away his smile, only at that moment, everyone felt a little bit of joy, he was full of invisible fighting spirit at that moment...

"I...I just think that I can play basketball...it's great!" Nick Young said without any affectation, his enthusiastic and stubborn eyes almost deeply shocked everyone's heart...

"Yes, I'm a rookie...a rookie...an insignificant little person...but me! I also have a dream! I always think about what kind of situation I will play in the game, and do you know how heartbroken I am when I see that you guys have the opportunity to play basketball instead of playing well?" Suddenly he laughed again, but the smile was like crying, and everything was in the past. That kind of grievance was exhausted...

"Actually... Actually, I hate you!" He laughed more and more miserably... "I hate you for not grasping the basketball that many people want to play but can't play...I hate that you have the ability to challenge your opponents, but would rather compete with your own people for the sake of statistics... This is not my basketball!"

"Thank the Lord, I can finally play the game... Let me ask everyone, besides enjoying this game and playing basketball happily with a grateful heart, what else do I want to do? ——Basketball should not exist for data!"

Playing basketball is a joy!It is a spirit of not admitting defeat!
Everyone was astonished and moved, even Nigro should not have imagined that beside him there was a kid who loves basketball so much, he was tucked in by him day after day, but he was always waiting for his call with a grateful heart...

"Come on! No tactics will work now! Come on..." Nick Young stretched out his hand boldly: "Let's forget about all of this for now... let's play basketball happily together!"

The landslide-like roar echoed in the hearts of all the Staples audience from the Clippers bench, and even the fans in the last row could hear the Clippers' brother's cries of one heart and one heart...

A rotten ship is no longer a rotten ship, it is like a pirate ship that sails resolutely in the face of landslides and tsunami, standing firm in the storm...

All the Clippers players cast unfriendly looks at Houston. They almost gritted their teeth and planned to swear to the death to fight to the end...

bring it on!Houston!Game two!

"It's not good!" Although Houstonians are still calm, only Ron predicted that some bad things were about to happen at this moment...

The last shot of the scene shows the bearded man Xiang always watched all this with a pair of cold eyes. He is sticking to the water dispenser, and the desire to win suddenly bursts in his calm heart...

basketball?
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