NBA: I'm really the Chosen One

Chapter 6 Mentor
Madison Gardens Arena.

"This year's NBA championship is..." David Stern slowly announced the NBA championship with a microphone in the cheers of the fans, "New York Knicks, congratulations!"

"The player who won the FMVP is Stephon Marbury!"

Marbury held up the FMVP trophy high and shed tears of joy. The teammates around him hugged him, and the fans also shouted "MVP! MVP!" Some teammate's armpit hair has reached his mouth, it's really disgusting!And which guy is still taking advantage of the awards ceremony to secretly shoot and hit the iron on the field, hurry up and watch the ceremony of the great Lord Marbury being crowned FMVP!

Why is the sound of banbang iron striking in my ear becoming more and more clear
Marbury smacked his lips and found a mop bigger than his shoes against his mouth, "WTF!" The college student had a rough night and then it seemed he fell asleep.

It's just a pity for the dream just now. Marbury thought regretfully that he just dreamed of leading the New York Knicks to the finals, and the Lakers who defeated O'Neal and Kobe 4-3 and won the FMVP. If it weren't for this damn mop He may have won three consecutive championships.
mop
"Bah, bah, bah." Marbury spat out the hair on the mop in his mouth, and after a while of retching, he threw aside the clothes on his body irritably, and looked at the court through the dim light. The boy is still practicing changing direction and shooting backwards. He has a beautiful posture, a slender body, and an excellent wingspan. He is very similar to the No. 1 Tracy McGrady of the Magic.

"What the hell, the striker singled out the guard, this kid is really shameless." Marbury found a reason for himself in his heart. It is not normal to lose the NCAA MOP, and he also won a hand, so it is not embarrassing.

Marbury sat where he was, and he didn't know how long it took to wake up. Only then did he realize that Li Zheng was practicing the moves he used in the bullfight. The dull pain in his neck told him that he had slept for a long time. Could it be that this kid Have you been practicing here?How is this possible, isn't he tired?
"Hey, changing direction is not like you do." Marbury got up, thought for a while and picked up the training uniform that was thrown on the ground, walked into the field and said to Li Zheng.

"I'm practicing your fake moves in the change of direction, but it's always not so real." Li Zheng thought for a while, that feeling is difficult to describe in words, it is Marbury's change of direction, the fake moves and the real intention seem to be I can switch at any time, but there is always a forced stiffness after my fake moves are transformed into real breakthrough moves, which seriously affects the speed of subsequent moves.

Of course, this may also have something to do with the decline in physical strength. Li Zheng can feel the sluggishness of his body after a large loss of physical strength. His originally accurate shooting has become much stronger after the high-speed change of direction and uncoordinated shots.

"You basketball is too correct. What you receive is systematic basketball training, which is difficult for people who have never been on the streets to understand." Marbury explained patiently, took over Li Zheng's basketball, and played with him. Li Zheng's same feint.

"We use the same movement, but one-on-one you are also hesitating to pass the ball."

"Hesitating?" Li Zheng asked puzzled.

"Your coach always teaches you to do the right thing, but sometimes being right means being mediocre, like when your coach thinks you can't let go of a guy who's shooting 50.00 percent to cover another guy who's shooting 30.00 percent. guy because that's not true, but often the opposite is true."

"Is there any problem?" Li Zheng asked puzzled.

"Even if Michael Jordan is [-]% from the field, you have to use [-]% to defend him, understand? Guys who only know how to study data are laymen among laymen. Basketball is not a math problem. You always want to make the opponent's defense There is a flaw, and then you go to break through, then pass, or shoot, or do something messy, and then advertise that this is the correct basketball? Wrong, most people understand the correct basketball, use strength to break other people's correct, and then you I have the right to see their real flaws." Marbury talked eloquently, and Li Zheng's eyes gradually brightened.

What Marbury means is very simple, that is, if you don't have enough threats, the opponent will not make mistakes. The perfect player that Li Zheng wants to become is not because he has a high shooting percentage, good statistics, and the team's book strength is very strong. But the kind of guy who can't win a game.

The three-point line is two steps away from the air, with a 3-minute shooting percentage of [-], and the kind of double-team shooting rate of [-] even if you chat with the opponent's bench in the bottom corner, it is obvious who is better.

"Leave aside distracting thoughts." Marbury said seriously, and then passed the ball back to Li Zheng. There should be no hesitation in the breakthrough. Li Zheng's breakthrough is full of hesitation and distracting thoughts, "What you should play in the team is the main player Well, you always like to hesitate after passing my defense. It should be the habit of observing teammates' running positions and opponents' defense. Although the time is very short, you are omnipotent in the NCAA, but the more you play like you, the more you will The harder it is to adapt to the NBA."

"You're right." Li Zheng patted the ball lightly and said. What Marbury said was harsh but true. Every player who can join the NBA was once Jordan or Chamberlain in their own stories. In the NBA, in the face of wilder and more intense competition, it will become extremely difficult to maintain great performance.

"You don't trust your teammates, you don't even trust yourself." Marbury continued, "Because of your versatility, you consider too many things, and these distracting thoughts interfere with the speed of your judgment. In college basketball No one can stop you even if they see your hesitation, but in the NBA hesitation is deadly."

Li Zheng nodded and pushed the basketball out. Marbury was right. Iverson and Marbury's defense can only be regarded as second-rate in the NBA, but even facing them, they can feel restrained and oppressed. In the NBA, that kind of forward defender, a hexagonal fighter with speed, agility, strength, and mentality is the ceiling of defense. Li Zheng is not so optimistic that he can easily defeat that kind of Spider-Man.

My strength is now limited to the NCAA. College basketball is the correct basketball. I am the biggest nemesis of correct basketball, because no one is more correct than myself, but the NBA is a stage for heroes and monsters. If you want to rule the NBA, you must become more Powerful, but this is the path of the Chosen One. The full value is just the beginning. My blood is already boiling.

The image of Marbury in Li Zheng's eyes is a bit sacred, this is almost like a mentor on his perfect basketball road!But with a bald head, tattoos, foul language, black elbows and upper legs when playing, and a three-way god of war, it seems that this is not a mentor role in the traditional sense.

"Thank you, Stephen, you are like a philosopher." Li Zheng sincerely said to Marbury.

"What philosopher, I'm just a thief, gangster, understand?" Marbury coughed a few times, turned his head so as not to look directly into Li Zheng's eyes, and put his training clothes on Li Zheng's shoulders, "I come from the street, It's street smarts, learn it."

After packing up his things, Marbury walked out of the arena, and when he reached the door, he turned around and shouted at Li Zheng, "You don't want to train anymore, do you? Stop pretending to work hard. No one is looking at you now. Back to the hotel, I will give you a ride in the car."

"Uh, I'll trouble you then, thank you. But it may take a while." Li Zheng walked to the sidelines and picked up a big mop, "I'm going to clean this up, and it will be ready soon."

"Gah, I won't send you off, bastard, I'm annoyed when I see a mop." Marbury's face changed slightly, he sprinted out the door with all his strength while retching, and left the arena in a mess. Why Marbury has such a big reaction.

He hates mops, maybe people from the streets are a bit eccentric, Li Zheng suddenly looked forward to meeting the other members of Dream Six.

(End of this chapter)