Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 239 The soul is out of the body...

When Iverson could face failure calmly, Tracy McGrady sat calmly on the bench in the Big Apple City...

We have to accept the reality: No. 3, who once made us love and hate, has already left his body. (Note: The discussion here is about the blacksmith McGrady who carries No. 3)
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Aerospace City, the pre-match meeting...

"Ladies-and-gentlemen..."

Ron's solemn expression with his hands on the table made all the participants tremble with fear...

In fact, since he took office, this guy has held regular meetings, but he either eats breakfast, listens to others, or plays with his mobile phone, soy sauce to waste time...

And when he got serious and took the initiative to speak-either announcing a big deal, or a crazy decision similar to the last time the team was suspended...

So when the old guys in Barry were startled instinctively, Ron opened his mouth with a smile...

"Hey! Didn't someone complain about my dictatorship before and didn't discuss it with you beforehand? Open the information in front of you! Let's discuss and discuss..."

"What are you discussing?" An old scout tensed.

"Discuss whether we can chase, the guy who is going to kick the ass of the Grizzlies management - Allen Iverson, join our team as our final championship piece!" Ron said very directly...

"Oh, NO!"

There was silence all around, and some people were a little nervous...

"No, no! He can't run, and..."

"That's not a good idea! That guy is turning 35 this year!"

"The owner of the Grizzlies is so angry that if he can get rid of him, he is willing to swallow a thick contract!"

Ron pointed at him and smiled: "That's right! I'm going to make him the deadliest weapon at the critical moment of the rocket..."

"Five years, 5 years ago he was a superstar, that's right... There will be a lot of box office, and gimmicks, I'm sure, but in December, January, when the weather is cold, it's a blessing that he can play... And he also asked for the main position..."

"The AI ​​can't run, and his attitude is also problematic... I doubt whether he can fight..."

"He's old! It's not bad to play 40 games. His heroic and brainless choices in the playoffs will make you regret the original decision...Why do you like him?" Senior consultant Berry looked livid.

Ron didn't bother to snap his fingers, and simply pointed to Olajuwon beside him.

"Because the trading floor is closed, he is our last choice... His experience and fighting spirit not only bring hope to the fans, but also bring expectations to our team... Who can say for sure, facing the situation that his career is about to end, he will not come back for the last chance in his life to win a championship?"

Ron smiled and nodded.

"Okay, this matter is settled like this, Jamie (the manager of the public relations team)! You are in charge of publicizing his agent. In terms of liaison, let me talk about it... This is the end of today's meeting, and the meeting is adjourned!"

This is completely willful self-determination, and then leave without looking back, without patting the butt, leaving a bunch of unwilling old guys talking to each other...

"What is this? What are we doing..."

"Damn, I voted for him in that stay vote!"

There were endless complaints from all around.

"Forget it, forget it, this time he is willing to discuss it together, which is already a very progressive thing... Let's do what we should do!" Barry greeted, and then heaved a deep sigh of relief...

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One day in 2010 (based on the background of the novel), Allen Iverson said: He plans to jump out of the last year of his contract in order to sign a more lucrative six-year long contract, "I plan to play until I am 40 years old. I very much hope to stay here. I hope to end my career in Denver."

The next day, he met an opponent who was almost his shadow—the same small, lightning-quick Chris Paul, who looked through the defense as light as a tree around him—and scored 16 points and 8 assists on 22-of-11 shooting.

Then the third day, he was traded to Detroit...

On the same day, another No. 3 sat on the bench in Madison Garden in the Big Apple, watching the Knicks and Magic keep throwing the ball with a flat arc and hitting the back edge of the basket.When Eddy Curry, the "King of New York," finally hits a free throw, Tracy McGrady puts her hand over her sleepy eyes and smiles.

It's two February 3rds, a night of very different circumstances: you'll be hard-pressed to find commonality between the two nights—unless you start looking at the two 2rds and trying to recall them.

Of course, there is something in common. The common point is that they missed the two-day All-Star Game together, and then raised their faces with trembling smiles, and said casually to the reporter——I-don't-care... (I don't care)

In March 2010, flip through the NBA stat sheet, cover up the name, and look for Allen Iverson: It's as hard as finding a guitarist who's no longer angry in a rowdy bar.Of course, you'll find him in the end: averaging a career-low 3 shots per game, a career-high 18 percent shooting, still an outstanding 5 points, and a career-high 46 assists.He's hard to find because of the fact that what was once the most eye-catching part -- the number of unscrupulous shots and the frighteningly high scoring -- has given way to the rest of the league's scoring craze.

Take a look at his game...do you really believe that's Allen Iverson?Sometimes only took 11 shots throughout the night, often held the ball for less than 24 seconds in the 10-second time limit, and gave the ball to teammates for several consecutive rounds, while standing on the weak side;He would pass the ball for a young man nine years younger than himself, and crisscrossed with a group of children 9 years younger than himself, stealing the ball more and more like a thoughtful old gambler.

Should you be relieved to say, "Allen Iverson has finally matured"? On March 3, when playing against the Lakers, in the first three quarters, Philadelphia's former No. 5 was revived in the Motor City, shuttled among the Lakers guards like a marionette, and scored 3 points.But in the last quarter, like waking up from a dream, he seemed to remember "I'm not in Philadelphia anymore", so he only had time to take 49 shots in the last quarter, scored 4 points, and allowed Kobe Bryant—a guy who has repeatedly opposed him since the 2 All-Star Rookie Game and the 1997 Finals—to snatch a victory from him...

"It's not that I stopped attacking, it's that the basketball atmosphere here doesn't suit me..." After the game, he dedicated all his anger to his home team: "Some people told me personally, let me not win this damn game...Just because I want to look closer to the No. [-] pick... These people have no sportsmanship at all. I regret coming here...Yes!"

Then Chouduma immediately let this arrogant, rebellious guy suffer a lot-buyout.

The official explanation is to maintain the team's image and discipline. Could it be that the released 2000 million salary space is fake?

同一天，麦迪逊广场花园的3号是这样的：他在几乎是被施舍的9分40秒上场时间中，谨小慎微的投了全明星赛后的第37次篮，得到自己在近10场比赛中的第37分。

Average 3 points...

There is an example that can be used to verify the meaning of time without even going back very far. On February 2005, 2, in Philadelphia, the Rockets played against the 12ers.The guy who used to be No. 76 and No. 1 complement each other, happy to enmity.

T-mac made Philadelphia's interior fouls like a nuisance, and he avoided them in fear. He scored 20 points on 10 of 12 shots, 11 of 32 free throws and 13 of 8 free throws.And Allen Iverson is even worse: 36 shots, 27 free throws, 60 points in the game.

The killing sound is fierce, the hostility is overflowing, and the blood of the audience is burning like gasoline-only five summers have passed since now, and AI has begun to think about the matter of dying; and McGrady is waving a towel at the end of the bench.

Can we say, Number 3s - are they getting old?
In the world of the NBA, "old" is not a physical word.Lao does not mean that his legs slow down, his fingers become stiff, and he starts to pant after ten rounds of running.

When the Sharks need to calculate weight, cut down all the inside of the opponent on some nights, and are panting on other nights; when Duncan can occasionally show his hand skills or come up with a crossover and then turn around and hook, but give up chasing cutters on the next few possessions, we can say that they are old.

As for AI and T-mac, when their unbridled, surging rhythm of flying away like the wind starts to feel jerky and hesitant, they are no longer young—even if AI can still score more than 50 points in a game, and T-mac—if given a chance, they can complete a fast-break dunk or even 35 points in 13 seconds...

Well, it's time to take off again...

When AI came to Memphis, when Belinelli got hurt, T-mac got 10 minutes...

AI needs to balance his role as a non-main player on the bench, while McGrady has no right to balance at all—he doesn’t even have the freedom to choose his tactical position. Under D’Antoni’s system, he is positioned to replace Belinelli’s three-point shooter role...

At the end of the year, their once invincible athletic ability has declined; they are no longer likely to win the offensive rights of Gay and David Lee, and they lack sufficient organizational skills or 3-point ability to make them competent for their respective team systems.

In terms of acting as substitutes to disrupt the situation, fight chaotically, and break the deadlock, they are not like Jamal Crawford and Crazy JR, which conform to the aesthetics of league teams-people like Portmanu and Barbosa, guys who run fast and jump shots quickly and decisively.

Gasol's high-post support requires point guards to have a good sense of off-the-ball running and high-quality passing; D'Antoni's running and bombing is good at using fixed-point screens to roll and cut, and then separates, which requires the precise grasp of front-line shots.

As a result, Iverson and McGrady died with the vision of returning to glory, and they didn't even meet the conditions to make wedding dresses for the new club...

Of course, the seemingly tragic ending may always have a satisfactory answer to release the regrets of all fans...

And the story about Ai began when the guy named Ron led his team to visit Memphis, in front of Iverson who appeared with a red face after the game and was upset...

　Guarantee a change

　　
　
(End of this chapter)