Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 32 The Eve Of The Storm
The audience suddenly went dark, and the audience's interest was ignited to the extreme. The countdown, and then the rocket soaring into the sky, made every member of Aerospace City show a proud expression.

Of course, the two championship banners were not idle, and the Rockets also made a fuss here. Under the projector, a rising championship banner of the 09-10 season was simulated, making all the audience obsessed.

When the Trail Blazers swarmed out, many fans began to boo.

"Brenton Roy, you're a freak! Sucks!"

"Oden, you are not as good as my grandmother! Go down and eat XX!"

"Aldridge, join us with a basic salary! We need you!"

The Rockets and the Trail Blazers have never had many problems. On the contrary, the Portlanders who were eliminated by the Rockets last year had reasons to hate, but this is a kind of NBA culture and a kind of momentum.

The first is a group of substitutes.

One after another, they ran out of the locker room to receive the shouts and cheers from the fans.

"Oh! Landry! Lowry!"

"You guys are great! Let the people of Portland suffer!"

"Come on, Dorsey! You're a raging bull!"

Next, the debut.

The whole court was dark again, leaving only one spotlight, and the light circle followed the players to the basketball court. At this moment, those starters would have a small sense of accomplishment.

Immediately afterwards, the on-site DJ continued to ignite the emotions of all the audience, and the big screen did not look like it was before the substitutes came on stage.The highlights of his career, some of his performances, and the most classic pictures have already begun to be played back.

DJ cleared his throat, suddenly said his name aloud in a loud voice, and cheered.

"From the famous Duke University, the 01th overall pick in 6 (it's not the lottery and it won't be reported), the 31st, Sean... Battier!"

"Sean! We love you!"

"Sean! Smash their faces!"

In front of the camera, Battier ran out waving his hands and bumped chests with all the players.

Meanwhile, the DJ is vocal again...

"From the University of Kentucky, No. 44 Chuck... Hayes!"

"Chuck, Chuck!" the fans turned into dancing waves.

Master Hai came out in a chest-beating pose, looking extremely tough...

"From the University of Oregon, No. 0, Aaron-Jamal...Brooks!"

Mr. Little Black Bean rushed into all his teammates very quickly, even the lights almost failed to catch up.

An aggressive fan next to Ron yelled, "Don't fuckin' shoot anymore, hey! Did you hear me, shoot again and you're going to die!"

A moment of silence.

"From Argentina! Number 4, Luis... Scola!"

"Scola! Kill the Portland Sucks!"

"Scola, I will definitely vote for you as an All-Star! Come on!"

The Argentine still ran from the locker room to the field with that blank expression...

When the most suspenseful, finale came out, Rockets fans were full of doubts even themselves...

Yao Ming in a suit and leather shoes, Tracy McGrady didn't come at all, there was Artest last season anyway, this kind of situation that even they themselves don't know who is the boss is unheard of in recent years.

The Blazers' eyes were straight, and there was a clip of the Lakers on the big screen...

At this time, the DJ adjusted the decibel of the microphone to the maximum, and roared with enthusiasm and excitement: "From UCLA, who helped the Lakers win the championship last season, No. 1, Trevor Ariza!"

"Number 1? Ariza? What the hell?"

"who is it?"

"I heard it was traded for Artest!"

"No, no, we want Tracy!"

Although some discordant voices appeared in the stadium, it still couldn't stop Ariza's smiling expression.

Ron looked at him with mixed emotions, happy that he had finally achieved his achievement, but deeply worried about his shooting.

The TNT commentator was even more merciless: "Ariza played the finale and became the protagonist of a team for the first time. He lingered on the field, as if roaming..."

"That's right, if he doesn't take advantage of the time to practice his hands, he will become a laughing stock later."

The camera is on Braden Roy, who is hanging up and staring at everything, his eyes are like vipers searching for two guys.

He waited for this day for a whole summer.

Artest, that guy went to the Lakers; Yao Ming, sitting on the bench in a suit.

Well, that can't blame me either.

Ron on the sidelines also realized that this guy with a goatee was not kind.

The Rockets commentary and consultants on the sidelines took their positions, and the glider Drexler...he still took care of his duties with a kind face, and he looked energetic.

The game was broadcast live by TNT radio station across the United States, and several famous hosts began to comment endlessly.

"Tell me about the guys on the Blazers and the Rockets...Sir Charles..."

"Well, okay!" Barkley laughed himself first, "The point guard first, Raymond Felton, a short and fat guy, remember to remind me when he and Lowry face off...

"Then Oden was eager to try. It seems that without Yao Ming and without Mutombo, he would be very happy... It is estimated that he had bought champagne in advance before the start of the game, because in front of him was a Hayes who was more than 20 centimeters shorter than him..."

"...Rudy Fernandez, this Spaniard will use his athletic ability to attack the Rockets inside, but he is unlucky, he ran into the strong Battier."

"...two different styles of skill at the power forward position. I think Aldridge might have to double-team the Argentine on offense while he's blowing the Argentine up."

"Okay, the following is the trump card matchup. This is a bit different from my initial expectations. Since the Houston people put Trevor in the finale and threw him at the shooting guard position, they obviously have full confidence in this guy's summer shooting training."

"Well! Sir Charles, after all that, you haven't told us your prediction."

"Prediction? Well, it's hard to say, at least it seems that the Young Guards have a good chance of getting rid of their shame. See those jerseys hanging high in the Space City Arena? The three in the middle, Elvin Hayes, Moses Malone, and Olajuwon. The Rockets want to win...unless Chuck Hayes becomes Elvin Hayes..."

A few people snickered while complaining, which made many fans who supported the Rockets look down upon them.

This can not blame them.

After the news that Yao Ming was reimbursed for the season due to injury was announced, almost all the media unanimously looked down on the Rockets. At that time, McGrady’s health status was not clear. The Rockets supported by role players seemed to have only three legs to use.

Don't be afraid, the NBA is a place where miracles happen, and the Trail Blazers are a strong team. As long as the loss is not so embarrassing, after McGrady's comeback, there is still something to watch.Ron comforted himself...

It's just that Ron didn't expect that there was a guy on the court at this time, because he enjoyed the finale treatment for the first time, he was ecstatic like taking a stimulant.

The referee blew his whistle, kicking off the Houston Rockets' 09-10 season.

But this time, it was a blow to all the Rockets fans. The one fighting for the ball was power forward Luis Scola, who couldn't jump up, and watched as Oden slapped the ball to Felton.

The chunky pier quickly made Xiao Heidou aware of the physical gap, but Brooks seemed to have developed a habit of playing against Lowry, who was of the same physique, in team practice games.

Ariza flew out obliquely, and the new Rocket No. [-] snatched the ball away. With full power, he threw away Roy behind him, flew high, and smashed Huashan!
The steals and dunks caused all the fans to turn against him. He originally had the title of "McGrady", and his shouts shook the sky.

good sign!Ron secretly delighted.

After that, the Rockets seemed to be injected with super energy. They used their tenacity and tenacity to give all doubters a silent counterattack. Afterwards, Hugh City swept away the haze in one fell swoop. Ariza and Brooks opened fire on the outside, and Landry and Scola rode the wind and waves on the inside.

Oden was very angry, and the consequences were very serious. Two consecutive offensive fouls led to 4 fouls and he sat on the bench for the entire game early.

Roy was very puzzled. He had never encountered a super defensive leader like Ariza against the Rockets. Seeing him jumping up and down, his energy was inexhaustible. After every successful defense, he roared passionately for himself.

If the starting Blazers can still rely on star talent to slightly bite the situation, with the exemplary Lowry, Landry and even Budinger who made his first appearance, the second team composed of their three-man team made the Portlanders complain...

The main force has gradually been beaten, and the substitute has been beaten by the Big Three on the Rockets' bench. All the Trail Blazers players are beginning to be confused. How could they have thought of such a move earlier, and they quickly raised the white flag and raised their hands in surrender.

In the home debut of this season, the Rockets defeated the powerful youth team Blazers, which injected the most primitive confidence into the entire civilian team, and also brought surprises to many spectators and fans.

The more mysterious thing about this game is that Ariza, who also made his debut at the Toyota Center, made 17 of 11 shots and 8 of 5 three-pointers. He scored 33 points, a career high and the highest score in the game.

At that time, the Rockets camp was very pleased to find the baby, but only Ron was soberly aware of the clues.

"Roy...he seems to have some knee problems..." Ron sighed to himself.

And Oden, who never felt better.Under the care of the solid and powerful Hayes, he couldn't even enter the 3-second zone...

Only Aldridge is still worth seeing, but it is a pity that Scola's hand feels good today, and the two become exchange sons.

Roy seems to be suffering from injuries as rumored. It seems that the Young Guards have performed strongly for several consecutive seasons, and this season is coming to an end...

At the end of the game, with the colorful ribbons fluttering in the sky, the Houston Rockets, which had been under the shadow of their 8-game losing streak in the preseason, miraculously defeated the visiting Portland Trail Blazers in the first game, which surprised everyone.

Houston began to welcome their new owner, the new No. 1, from the Lakers champion small forward, Trevor Ariza...

No one knows, so far Ariza is about to embark on a road of no return called "Tie Zha" because of his overconfidence...

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