You should cross the mountains like a brave man

Chapter 668 Show until the scalp is numb

"Seeing that the students of the same grade are so active, do you have anything to express?"

Wei Xia asked softly, and Maravich's face changed again.

This time it was a serious expression.

"You'll see."

Through the position of the Eagles, Wei Xia can see who the Eagles squeeze Maravich the most.Fortunately, the Hawks' main controller, Mahdi Abdul Rahman, is a person with a big picture.His original name was Walt Hazzard PG, but he became religious and changed his name to a religious one like Skyhook.

Rahman, who entered the league in the 60s as an undrafted player, was a victim of a dysfunctional scouting system.Since the selections of each team only passed one or two games, Rahman was not favored, so he lost the selection.But with his own efforts, he scored an All-Star and played in Atlanta, where white supremacism was inflated, and still kept himself.

He is the teammate most willing to pass the ball to Maravich.

He's probably the only one who doesn't care about Maravich signing a sky-high rookie contract.

Rahman hands the ball to Maravich.

At this time, there is no concept of opening up space, and the only eagle who can open up space is Lou Hudson, who has an opinion on Maravich.Not only did he not open up the space, he also stood in the same offensive area as Maravich and demanded the ball.

In this space, how does the mediocre Maravich score?
Wei Xia was very disappointed. Just when he was looking for a dead ball, he drew a small circle and cursed Hudson, and Maravich found an opportunity to break through and started.

Wei Xia found that Maravich not only reached the top of the world in terms of luck control, but also his starting speed was faster than the average white man.He's not a physical player, but above-par starting speed definitely does him a lot of good.

Havlicek in the old days did not suffer from a torn ACL like Wei Xia. His lateral movement speed was astonishingly fast, and Wei Xia reacted in less than half a second.

Maravich dribbled the ball to the right, entangled with Wei Xia for a second, and received the ball again.

Do not!
God, God, God!Wei Xia stared!
The right hand, which seemed to be about to collect the ball, actually swung the basketball before it bounced onto the floor—the right hand didn’t touch the ball at all. In the next moment, Maravich, who had made Wei Xia make a wrong judgment, picked up the ball with his left hand as lightly as a child throwing a kindergarten basket, picked it up lightly, and made a hit.

Wei Xia didn't expect him to ask himself again: "What did I see?"

Maravich turned his head, his unkempt long hair trembling slightly, and said expressionlessly, "I'm really good at it."

Maravich's heart beat faster as he walked in front of Wesha.

Is this "Pistol Pete" Maravich?
A person who has been burdened with shackles since his debut and is not understood by the times.

A man who was never really successful, but who was missed by many.

A person who has more game videos in college than Bill Russell, who won 13 championships in 11, has more NBA videos.

Before Maravich, Wei Xia did not believe that anyone could surpass his era and surpass future generations.

Chamberlain, the most touted ancient player, said that he has the best body in history. This is true. Maybe no one in modern times can compare with him physically, but there may be a lot of quasi-top bodies one level behind.

And Maravich's creativity in just two rounds, even in the era of the airborne Wecha, can still arouse everyone's curiosity.

"Thanks to you, Hong Duo." Wei Xia couldn't help muttering, "I really opened my eyes!"

The more elegant and stunning Maravich is, the more Wei Xia wants to get close to him.

In the next few minutes, Maravich had layups through the back door and catch-and-shoot shots. His teammates seemed to have seen enough of his juggling. In a few minutes, he didn't even touch the ball.

Bellamy's various attempts at the basket made Cowens anxious, and he swung an elbow to avenge the exclusion of his peers.

It's not terrible that Cowens swung his elbow. It's not terrible that Bellamy didn't respond to it. The referee didn't say anything about Cowens' elbow. It's terrible.

Several of the refs tonight either don't understand basketball, are racist, or have a personal grudge with Bellamy.

Wei Xia tends to the second.

Lou Hudson is worthy of his touch. He is the real boss of the Eagles. His high jump shots on the left and right wings are extremely accurate, and he is very sharp with one hand holding the ball in a high position.

Moreover, he is still on the rise.

The Eagles originally hoped that he and Maravich would be a perfect combination of swords, but people's hearts are very complicated. Maravich won a sky-high contract without making any achievements, and anyone would be jealous.

Even without passing the ball to Maravich, the Eagles' offense did not stagnate.

Wei Xia enjoys the matchup with Maravich very much. He is an interesting person. He doesn't seem to be popular, but he has a lot of ideas. His style of play is more interesting. I have seen it before.Wei Xia wants to learn a few tricks from him, so he can't leave a bad impression on others.

It is not so easy for Wei Xia to do this.

He's so good at pissing off opponents.

After the matchup for most of the quarter, Wei Xia figured out Maravich's technical characteristics.

Maravich has a full set of defensive offensive skills (PG and SG), and on this basis, he has made many new moves with cross-generational significance since his college days.When he's invincible, he's one of those monster moves that can be used and put the basketball in the rim.

He combines some of the characteristics of Mark Price, Steve Nash, Jason Williams, Manu Ginobili, Rajon Rondo and others, but he is not exactly like their so-and-so.Or it can be said that the shadow of Maravich can be found in the most outstanding characteristics of these outstanding juniors.

Restricted by the times, his offensive skills are no better than Wei Xia's, but his passing, as well as the fake cut and fake fax picks in the monster's marching breakthrough, are really amazing.

The above is just the impression of most of the festival.

Wei Xia didn't know what would happen after the whole game.

Maravich currently has too little possession of the ball. Except for the point guard who can't protect himself, the Eagles don't think of him as a wrist.

Half a minute later, Wei Xia switched defenses, and Maravich seized a chance to counterattack.

He's a threat as long as he gets the ball, and Don Chaney was already a top 70-and-D in the 2s.

The effect of chasing and defending his counterattack is mediocre.

Wei Xia saw that Cheney was deceived by his fake action, and saw that his ball collection action was very concealed.When he put the ball away, his hands were sticking to the left and right sides of the ball, as if he was going to make that fake shot, a true pass or a fake cut, at any time.

What Wei Xia couldn't understand was, is that instant judgment really something humans can have?
There is only one problem with this trick, if it is not used well, the referee will blow it twice.

If it is used well, Wei Xia dares to guarantee that if the space is opened up one-on-one, even if he sticks to the person, he will be treated as a fool and show off all night.

Finally, Maravich got the ball again.

Wei Xia clapped his hands excitedly, "Come on!"

Maravich's expression remained unchanged. Suddenly, the center of gravity was lowered. Wei Xia was just about to do something. The ball from the pistol, like a bullet shot out, was shot from the front of his right hand to the back. You know, his body didn't make any inclinations. It was a sudden movement, and he didn't know how he kept his balance.

Wei Xia felt like he was a beginner, and Maravich could show him off as he wanted.

He excessively underestimated the contemporary control ability and scale. Maravich surpassed the rules and completely got rid of Weixia with a back movement that was extremely easy to blow his wrist.

"The pistol is loaded!"

John Mostert's wild voice followed Maravich into the paint.

Cowens wanted to give Maravich a hard time. Students of the same level who are not on the same team have no friendship at all, and it is not like the later era of being good brothers with everyone.

The red-haired giant's help defense was full of threats, and Maravich responded accordingly. The ball holder for the layup, while keeping the general direction unchanged, used the thrust of his palm to shoot the ball from a small angle.

At that moment, Wei Xia saw the "secret" of Maravich's magic.

Strength and technique are the foundation.

That is the embodiment of basic skills, but if there is no concealment, no matter how clever the pass is, it is like a mental victory method, and it can only be used for self-entertainment.

The magic of Maravich is that when he makes advanced moves, his opponent can't react immediately.

The side effect is that the deception of covert actions does not distinguish between enemy and friend, and teammates are often fooled, so they always catch the ball with their faces.

This time, Bellamy reacted, took the ball, jumped up, and dunked with one hand.

"Fucking cunning as a fox!" Cowens yelled petulantly. "I can't bear him to go on like this!"

Wei Xia asked: "What do you want to do?"

Cowens puts out a wicked white elbow, "Let that pissed bastard see blood!"

"Stop it, this is just a regular season!" If Wei Xia killed Maravich without even learning Cowens, wouldn't the game tonight be for nothing?
If Maravich goes down, is there any fun in this game?

Cowens said nonsense: "He can't insult Lao Tzu's IQ so brazenly in any kind of game!"

What I said, Maravich showed Wei Xia a brain hemorrhage, did he have any opinions?

"No, I said no, I just can't!!"

With a straight face, Wei Xia put on the captain's airs.

Although Cowens is a bit sloppy, he is full of respect for Havlicek.Havlicek is a role model for all white players, with seven rings in his hands, except Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, that condescending bastard, whoever saw him had to call Sir.

Cowens agreed, promising to try not to get his elbows on Maravich tonight.

Maravich thus avoided a bloodbath.

If I tell him this, will he teach me some tricks to show my gratitude?

Wei Xia thought stupidly.

(End of this chapter)