Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 358 Are You a Superstar?
blood flying...

Blood oozes from the corner of George's mouth...

After a simple bandage, he re-entered the stage. When Cousins ​​walked over resentfully, just as he was about to open his mouth, George raised his hand at him...

He said: "...NO!"

Standing in front of Nuo Tianwang again, the German chariot did not feel compassion because of pity. This is a "Win-or-go-home" game, similar to war, and now is the time when the last nerve is tensed. Perhaps this is the final test of mentality...

"Come on, fight till dawn!"

George let out a low growl, then lowered his posture, keeping his hands and body tightly attached to Nowitzki's face and back at all times. This is Matt Barnes's heart in defending Nowitzki in 07. For this reason, he also specially consulted the bad boy who has already entered the fishing competition before the game...

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"...Stay close? Oh, yes... yes..." Barnes said on the phone. "It should be the basic skill of every player who can defend...Yeah, cover his eyes with your hand, keep him in contact with him all the time, make him shoot uncomfortable...that's it!"

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The memories in my mind were buzzing, and in the next second, Nowitzki, who was in front of his sight, was already in danger of being slapped in the face, and forced himself up!
"What?!" George didn't have time to stop, but felt that when he pressed down, he did touch Dirk's arm...

It's just that the German still kept his shooting hand in mid-air, and after turning around forcibly, he kicked out a foot in the air to ensure the balance of his figure, and the basketball held high in his hand was like a gunfire ready to be fired in the barrel, and it opened fire towards the basket with a bang~~~~~!

"Shh~~~"

Hollow hit!

The referee blew his whistle at the same time, and George was fouled by a thug!
"WOW~~~~"

Everyone in the American Airlines Center was excited, it was Nuo Tianwang's unique must kill!

The golden rooster is independent!

Called "The-shut~" by Dallasites

Between the lightning and the flint, the blood seals the throat!

It's basically something that can't even prevent fouls...

Although Nowitzki fell to the ground, he was quickly picked up by his teammates, he chewed on his braces, his eyes were determined...

Even the best George, who had made up his mind to wrestle with him until dawn, was overwhelmingly defeated without any strength to fight back...

George turned his head and stared blankly at the basket and the scoreboard of the game. He recalled the scene just now, and his whole body trembled slightly...

powerful!Simply too strong!

Make a free throw!

With Nowitzki's 2+1 Mavericks, the Rockets almost wiped out the entire hard work...

The blue cowboy showed his most dazzling brilliance at the moment when the Dallas people needed him the most... The key is to break the only defensive core that Houston can rely on now, and immediately even the momentum will move closer to the Mavericks...

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"...thank you, Matt... having your experience has really helped me..." George said.

It's just that at this time there was a long burst of urging on the other side of the phone, and there was hemming and hawing...

"...Uh, listen, George... Let me explain first, it's not because I have a better relationship with Dallas that I choose to pour cold water on you at this time... Uh...how should I put it? Hehe, is it true that I restricted Nowitzki?" Barnes' tone on the phone did not seem to be muddled like usual: "No! Definitely not! Although I have so much confidence in my ability, I can tell you this... want to really completely restrict Nowitzki? This is really the funniest joke in the world... You know! You don't want to Knowing how mean, dirty I was in that series, by pulling and pulling...by shoving, or pissing him off, trying to actually find a way to restrain Dirk..."

"However, I ended up with 6 fouls almost every game, and he still averaged 27 points per game to pay what he deserved..." Barnes sighed: "...Let me tell you, this is really impossible...Yes, even if you use some small tricks, you can't stop him from scoring...And, there is also the most realistic and cruel fact...That is, he is not the same as him in 7...Do you know what I mean?"

"That's right...he's a superstar! The kind that can decide the outcome of a game—a superstar!"

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Superstar?
This is the superstar?
"..." Standing on the watershed, George held the ball. Although he wished to pass the ball in a conventional way, even he knew that if he didn't do anything else, he would just sit still...

"I haven't lost! I haven't lost yet!" George comforted himself in his heart, watching Yao Ming and McGrady rushing to him for the ball, but this time he was determined... "As long as I score this goal, yes... as long as I get back the lost score, I won't lose... let's kill him here!"

"...I'm a superstar too!"

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"...George stayed outside the three-point line for a long time...what was he thinking? Yao Ming blocked Haywood behind him, this is a good opportunity...George moved! Cross-over! Accelerate and change direction to get rid of Caron Butler!"

"...what's he going to do? He's running towards Nowitzki! Did he take the initiative to challenge the German one-on-one? Oh, is he trying to restore the momentum of the Rockets? Amazing first-year kid!"

In the middle of the road, Sean Marion was intercepted. He made a lightning interception and brought George down...

Although the referee sounded the whistle in advance when he started running, it seemed to have given George a great warning...

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"...Leave this kid to me!" Marion said swearingly...

It's just that there was a sudden voice next to it, which shocked the hacker...

"No!" It's hard to see Dirk laughing...so weirdly...so domineering...

"...Since this kid is enlightened... then leave it to me!" Nowitzki licked his lips and said...

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bring it on!George secretly mustered his strength, and then after the referee blew his whistle, he directly shook off Nowitzki and made a return run outside the three-point line...

Started running again, the ball fell firmly into George's hands, and he directly caught the ball and wanted to pull it out from beyond the three-point line, like a thunderbolt!
It's just that Nuo Tianwang stepped forward faster at the height of 213, covering the sky with one hand, sealing George's shooting choices tightly...

He lowered his back by the way, and his experience told him that after George's fake shot, the next move was to speed up and break through...

really!

After consecutive penalty kicks, he was lucky, George turned back, the ball made a gorgeous arc from his crotch, and then flew to his other hand, and he turned around and rushed towards the hinterland of the penalty area...

It’s just that Dirk has been staying close to each other, and he can appear in the perfect distance every time. The 24 seconds are about to run out. George can only jump up and use his physical talent to do a 180-degree in the air, and then pull the pole to pick the basket...

Dirk shrank back directly, not even touching a single hair on his body...

"...The person is leaning, the waist is not fully stretched, especially the hand shape is terrible...This goal will not be scored..." Nuo Tianwang directly pushed George behind him, and easily passed the rebound...

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The results are obvious...

George was completely defeated...

Not only was he unable to limit the king on the defensive end, but he was also completely seen through by Nowitzki on the offensive end...

Although George himself is not willing to admit it...

But frustration and loss have made it difficult for this first-year rookie...

"What are you doing! You're passing the ball!" Cousins ​​was the first to walk up to George and slap George on the ass, frowning...

Hehe, if I can't beat Dirk 1v1 here, we won't be able to win the series away...

He didn't say a word, just became more and more anxious...

It’s just that the more anxious you are, the less you can maintain a good attitude in basketball. On the contrary, the calm Nuo Tianwang once again caught George’s eagerness to steal the ball.

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It was just a joke in the end...

One after another chasing three-pointers, one after another precise backward jumper, let George look at the ball and sigh; in turn, every time the ball passes through George's hands, he will eventually give up the ball by making a mistake or in other ways...

"What are you doing..." Ron and the others sitting in front of the auditorium were like ants on a hot pot...

Seeing that Nowitzki is getting more and more fierce, Adelman is indifferent to the Rockets...

In fact, as far as the current situation is concerned, everyone knows very well...

Nowitzki is going to explode sooner or later, and it is also an unstoppable point. Defense is impossible, so you can only find ways to limit it. The key is that you have to connect teams to score!Instead of individual heroism again and again, trying to solve the problem in the simplest and fastest way...

The key is still a single-core team against a multi-core team, the eternal law...

If you can't beat him, you can choose to join forces to defeat his team. The 07 Warriors eliminated the thriving Mavericks in this way. It seems that they did not rely on Baron Davis' personal heroism to fully suppress Dirk Nowitzki!
In the final analysis, the tiebreaker still depends on the quantity and quality of the superstars in the team. If the Rockets fail in this game, then the death of Houston will show without any suspense that the starlight is bleak...

Even though there is Yao Ming, even though there are as many as 4 stars who are sure to enter the Hall of Fame in the future, they still cannot hide the role of no one who can really carry the team forward at the critical moment...

Dayao's nature is restrained, and he can't defend Dirk Nowitzki, who has a strong outside shooting ability. If the Rockets lose the game in the end, they are also born to resist. The destiny lies...

Just like the Houston Rockets who were defeated by Deron and Boozer a few times ago...

I don't care how many times you come, I just go all the way...

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Are you a superstar?
...Once again, he turned around and jumped up, teasing George, looking at the young man's desperate eyes, Nowitzki felt pity...

"...Maybe the future will be yours...but for now...the victory will be mine..." It was hard to hear Nuo Tianwang's trash talk when he was playing, but the second half of the sentence completely chilled the heart of this rising star in the first grade who has been working hard until dawn: "Because...you are not a superstar yet!"

"... "

With a pop, a crisp sound...

Even the referee started to blow the official timeout whistle in surprise...

George, who has always been like a fighter and carried the responsibility of the whole team on his shoulders, finally ended his journey in this game in a way that was almost humiliating...

not reconciled...

Not reconciled...

finished?my first season...

So what is the purpose of all my efforts?

Tears, at the moment of being carried off the field on a stretcher, never mentioned...

　With a pop, a crisp sound...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)