I'm really not a superstar

Chapter 102 Victory, commemorate the lost youth! (end of this volume)
How terrible is an NCAA championship team full of enthusiasm and fighting spirit?
Today, at the Huizhou Basketball Hall, the University of Memphis gave the answer.

When the Chinese team was still thinking hard about the strategy to deal with Joey Dorsey during the halftime break, they did not know that the Memphis man next door had already been instigated by Dorsey and vowed to use the last 20 minutes of wonderful performances to commemorate the passing away. youth.

The intermission is over and we are back on the pitch.

The Chinese team faced a storm-like offense and an iron-chained Hengjiang-like defense.

Every player on the other side seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and their mental strength was bursting!
They run tirelessly back and forth on the court, regardless of the loss of physical strength, as if they don't drain all their energy, they are sorry for their teammates, sorry for the coach, sorry for the game, and sorry for their own youth!
They played completely as a whole. On the court, I was everyone and everyone was me.

In the defense, he constantly rotates and changes positions to help his teammates defend; in the offense, the ball is transmitted smoothly without any hindrance or stagnation. The organization, delivery, and shot of each ball are capitalized and reasonable!

Coach Calipari strategized and replaced the players under his account like a revolving lantern, as if he wanted everyone to leave a mark on the court.

However, no matter who played, the momentum was the same high. Although there was a gap in strength between the main substitutes, they minimized the gap with enthusiasm and physical fitness.

They played true team basketball, each doing their part and giving their best.

There are not five Jordans or O'Neals on the field, but five teammates who make the best use of their strengths and learn from each other's strengths.
They played real brotherly basketball, with Zi in the same robes and with Zi in the same hatred.

There is no conflict of interest, no calculation of gains and losses. At this moment, they are comrades in the same trench and brothers of flesh and blood.They are not heroes, but they are always fighting side by side with heroes!
Kashuai's eyes on the sidelines gradually became moist.

He thought of the enthusiasm of these children in training, the lights in the arena late at night during extra practice, the high spirits of these teenagers when the team won consecutive victories, and the faces of everyone when the team was in a hard battle. The same hatred and hatred, I remembered the heartfelt smiles on everyone's faces when they won the championship...

What a team, what a kids!
In far away Chicago, the Attack Athletics arena, busy before, racking their brains for drafts and trades, and the professionals who have exhausted all their tricks are rare to stop at this moment. They are focused on watching the TV broadcast and enjoying basketball. Pure and shocking.

When was the last time you felt this way?
BJ Johnson thinks it's the dream team from 16 years ago...

Inside the Hilton hotel room.

Several talented young people were even more shocked.

Most of them have played against the Memphis people. For this team, these players are more familiar than others.

Therefore, when they saw the powerful fighting power of this familiar team that was far beyond imagination, their emotions were more complicated than others.

DJ Augustine: "Is this really the Memphis Tigers? Why does it feel so much stronger!"

Westbrook: 'Have we really put a team like this in a hard fight?'

Lopez: "Dorsey is so strong..."

OJ Mayo: "Everyone on this team is so strong..."

Huizhou City, inside the arena.

The time on the timer changed rapidly, and finally returned to zero.

The whistle sounded and the game was over.

In the end, the University of Memphis beat the Chinese training team by 91:56 by 35 points in an away game!
For the Chinese team, this was a disastrous defeat, but for the fans who came to the scene, the mood was extremely complicated, because they saw the real high-level basketball, but it was a pity that it was not their home team that played at a high level.

Director Luan's face on the rostrum was ashen. In fact, since the second half started, he had almost no communication with Old Brown beside him.

It was his own team's performance that made him too embarrassed.

This team, which will compete in the Olympic Games at home this year, has been given high hopes by the Chinese, but facing a college team, they have achieved such a record, which really makes people worry about the future of the team.

As the leader in charge of the national team, I must also bear the blame.

The whole team must sum up well and resolutely rectify!
Director Luan shook hands with Brown, then took his leave.It's not that he is not polite, it is that there is too much work to do next.

He wants to go to the locker room of the Chinese team to appease the morale of the army, and then work with the Ministry of State Administration and the coaching staff to study the next rectification plan, and he has to hurry up to communicate and report with the main leaders...

Old Brown didn't really care much about Director Luan's rude departure.Just imagine if I was in his position, I wouldn't be much better now.

It's just that I don't know whether the task of "leaving a seed in the other party's heart" assigned by Dorsey has been achieved.

However, after playing such a wonderful game, it is probably impossible not to leave an impression!
What he cares about is, after such a game, Joey Dorsey, who has played such a performance, how the next draft will be affected, and what kind of changes will be made in the future of this young man!
Chicago, Hilton Hotel.

The moment the game ended, the young people in the room left quickly.

Verbally, they don't seem to be happy with the game.

"It's boring. The Chinese team is too weak without Yao Ming!"

"It's not how good Memphis played, it's just that the opponent is too weak"

"If I knew it would be so boring, I might as well sleep in!"

"Okay, I'm going to go back to sleep"

……

But 20 minutes later, when they quietly came to the training hall, they found that the guy who was still next to him who kept saying he wanted to go back to sleep, was already practicing here in full swing!
"Damn it, these bastards are hypocritical and hypocritical..."

The day after the game ended, the Memphis Tigers all boarded the flight home.

At the same time, the leadership office of CCTV.

"Zi Luo, I heard that a foreigner came to see you yesterday?"

"Well, Director Fu, that's an American classmate of mine."

"Is that guy Joey Dorsey? A basketball player?"

"Yes, Joey is the center of our school team."

"Do you know each other well?"

"Fortunately, we are classmates. We have met a few times in school, so we know each other, but that's all."

"Great, I heard that Joey Dorsey has Chinese ancestry and will participate in the NBA draft this year, and his draft pick may be higher!"

Zi Luo was a little puzzled, and looked at the leader suspiciously with her pair of phoenix eyes.

"It's like this, Zi Luo, the sports channel wants to open a new column about the NBA, but it is short of a young hostess. Not only must she have a good image, good temperament, but also good English. It is best to have lived and studied in the United States experience. The station has been looking for candidates, and it happens that you have a friend who is a prospective NBA player. This position is very suitable for you. The organization decides that you will take up this job. You prepare and go to the sports channel to report in the afternoon.”

"I……"

"Zi Luo, work hard, don't let down the trust of the organization!"

"..."

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