You should cross the mountains like a brave man

Chapter 669
Chapter 679 It's Fun

Gradually, Wei Xia found a way to defend Maravich.

Confront him, this is the most basic.Anti-white players can have no skills, but they can't be without strength.Although Chamberlain introduced strength training into professional basketball, few people followed suit.

Except for false sudden passes and false layups, Maravich basically did not perform that kind of performance beyond Wei Xia's understanding.

It is almost impossible to prevent Maravich from death.

Although Havlicek's athletic ability is far superior to Maravich's, his physical fitness is similar.

Even if he sticks to Maravich, he has a way to score.

This kind of player only has a chance to crush him physically.

What's more, this is not Maravich at his peak, but just a rookie season. Without the ball, he already has impressive strength.

The game entered the second quarter, and Ricky Galen didn't seem to know what the rotation schedule was.

Players who didn't show signs of fatigue continued to play, and Maravich was one of those players who needed to continue playing.

The Celtics figured out a way to guard him.

His imagination and creativity are unstoppable, but the gap between him and his teammates is a good entry point.

Tom Heinsohn, then coach of the Celtics, noticed something: "That flashy kid doesn't seem to have the trust of his teammates yet!"

He dared to say that because he found that as long as Maravich passed the ball, no one would return it to him.

No matter how he moves, whether he has a chance or not, he is as if he is not in the sight of his teammates.

This is undoubtedly a bad situation. If you fight alone in a five-on-five game, no matter how strong a player is, it is impossible to play well.

While the Eagles snubbed Maravich, they also had the confidence to maintain their offensive efficiency.

Lou Hudson started to come up with that sweet set of jumpers, Bellamy's height was unique in the penalty area, and Cowens could only rely on hard work to close the gap in talent.

In a collision, Cowens opened the corner of his eye.

He had to go off, and Heinsohn would not allow him to continue playing while the wound was still bleeding.

Wescha, who had just rested, was replaced here, along with Cowens' replacement, Hank Finkel C.

This Finkel is the tallest player ever owned by the Celtics until 1970.

He's a standard seven-footer, but there's nothing special about him other than being tall.He started his career with the Lakers and moved to the San Diego Rockets to reach the peak of his career, averaging 11 points and 7 rebounds per game.After Bill Russell retired, the Celtics introduced him, hoping that he would support the Celtics' penalty area.The fans saw that he was a white man and was tall and strong, so they had expectations of him as a "white tall version of Russell".

Arrogant Bostonians will eventually discover how unique Russell is.

In the 1969-70 season, the Celtics only achieved a record of 34 wins and 48 losses. For the first time since the 1950-51 season, they did not enter the playoffs. Boston fans spoiled by 13 championships in [-] years booed Finkel in the home game. Frustrated, Finkel even considered retirement.Heinsohn has insight into the situation of this rebuilding team and understands Finkel's limitations. Heinsohn knows that Finkel's ability is to do a good job as a role player. He appeals to fans not to blame Finkel for "failing to become the second Bill Russell".

Finkel, who was almost sprayed into retirement, stayed after the team drafted another center.

The pressure is all on Cowens, but as a backup center, Finkel is qualified.

Finkel's first impression of Wei Xia was wide.

Not fat, but wide.

His posture is typical of a great pyrenes, with broad and flat shoulders, and a very muscular build, but unfortunately he doesn't have much technical and athletic talent.

He has thick curly hair, super long, thick sideburns, and a rectangular moustache.

Could there be a more quintessential 70s image of whiteness than this?
"Hondo, I will escort you," he said.

Wei Xia patted him on the back lightly, "Protect yourself."

The eagle's inside line is not a joke. Bellamy and Bill Bridges, who is less than two meters tall, are not good at it. If Cowens was not injured suddenly, it would not be his turn to face these two.

After playing again, Wei Xia put away his humbly asking for advice.

There are plenty of opportunities to learn from Maravich, and starting today, playing with the Hawks is one of the things he does every day.

He wanted to learn more about Maravich, to unearth his secrets, to see what other skills he had never seen before.

He wanted to trigger vibes of the old days if he could.

There is a resonance between the old days and the arena, which is something that Wecha has discovered long ago.But 99% of the games that take place in arenas are just sims.However, 1% of the games have become real history just like the crossing that once happened to Wei Xia.

Over the years, Wei Xia has been looking for the connection between the two spaces, but he couldn't find any clues, so he could only wait.

Sometimes, if he plays the same game over and over again, the arena and old times resonate.In a certain game, he was even able to bring his real abilities to the arena.

As long as the games against the Eagles are picked heavily, the resonance will happen sooner or later.

As for now, he also has to show his real skills, so that Maravich can't think that Havlicek is just a bumpkin who has never seen the world, just like the spectators at LSU who fill the arena.

Cowens was replaced by Finkel, and Maravich looked down on him.

This mentality frustrates his offense.

No matter how poor Finkel's ability is, he is a solid seven feet tall, with broad shoulders and long arms. Standing under the basket is a deterrent basket-protecting monster.

Maravich's elegant layup was roughly hit to the floor by Finkel's raised hand.

Wei Xia grabbed the ball on the ground, and the power that emerged from nowhere made him run faster.

this feeling
Wei Xia opened his eyes wide. Experience told him that this is the arena resonating with the old times.

Every minute spent in the old days is a real history.

Once the two spaces resonate, then everything that happens in the arena will also be a real history.

The unexplainable power allowed Wei Xia to increase his speed to the fastest, rush to the frontcourt, and clasp his hands.

The best thing about what happened is not that his subsequent performances will be recorded in history, but that he did not flirt with Maravich for nothing.

At the end of the third quarter, Maravich and Havlicek played one-on-one.

Wei Xia used a back hit to open Maravich, turned over and shot, although it was a jumper at the height of a brick, it was enough to deal with Maravich.

Maravich, in turn, was unable to deal with him with his back.

Posts aren't Maravich's forte.

Of all the known offensive skills in the contemporary era, the post-up attack is the only one that Maravich can't use to score.

It's not that he can't, it's that he's not good at it, or he's not as proficient as other offensive skills.

"Let me see your true skills again!"

Wei Xia's sudden single defense brought a lot of pressure. Maravich's first step was judged by him, and the rapid lateral movement made the bullet of the pistol seem to be stuck in the barrel.

He leaps into the air, but it's by no means safe here.

Wei Xia tried his best to take off and block the shot.

The two white men with little resilience were singled out against each other, and Havlicek won by a point.Before Maravich was blocked, he grabbed the ball with both hands and made an awkward aerial pull that just happened to avoid the block.After pulling the bar, his body has already started to land, and the take-off height is average, so if he can't grasp the timing of the shot and let his feet land, it is a walking violation.

Maravich seemed to be used to shooting in this situation, his hands turned out a ray of life, and he threw the ball awkwardly in front of Weisha.

This kind of ball that is barely to the extreme, this kind of pull-bar shooting that is so twisted that I don't know what other words can be used to describe it, has a very high hit rate.

Wei Xia watched the ball hit the backboard and bounce into the basket.

"Is this the magic of Pistol Pete?" The well-informed John Moster was also shocked by this shot.

Not just Most, but everyone else too.

Maravich was the only player Weixia met in the 60s and 70s who didn't feel a generation gap or gap with him technically.

For the other ancient superstars, Wei Xia mainly focused on understanding and observing their style of play, and there was nothing to learn from them. Due to the limitations of the times, they each had their own shortcomings, but Maravich, playing against him was not only wonderful, but also often shocked by the various offensive methods he used at will.

To sum up, Wei Xia has only one sentence, and it is a lot of fun to play against Maravich.

(End of this chapter)