Basketball Crunchy Shark

Chapter 55 I'm still a poor man
21. This is Lin Sa's new jersey number. Wearing a white striped jersey, Lin Sa is still a bit dreamy. After all, Lin Sa never thought that one day he would represent the Pistons. Today is October 10. It has been almost a month since the training camp and the preseason. With a sledgehammer, in the 29 preseason games against opponents, Old Brown has never used any of the main players, so the result is also obvious. With 6 win and 1 losses, the Pistons are now losing eyes.

: "Get ready to smash them, Lin." Big Ben's pre-war encouragement in the locker room was rough and direct.

Lin Sa nodded heavily. Now this guy is holding back his anger and is a little nervous. Going to the court to vent is what Lin Sa is thinking now, and the opponent in this game can be called a fateful encounter, the Indiana Pacers!
If there is a battle of destiny in the NBA, then the Detroit Pistons and Indiana Pacers must be regarded as the most violent group among them. The same rough style of play of the two teams and the accumulated friction make their games full of gunpowder all the year round.

Time, 10:29 pm on October 2th, at home, Palace of Auburn Hills, opponent, Indiana Pacers.

Lin Sa was able to do simple pre-war interviews. After all, this reporter is really a child. When Huaxia played games, there were a huge crowd of reporters who could not be named. The Pistons’ friends were very happy. They all felt that they were familiar with Lin Sa. All kinds of intimate photos, Lin Sa was most surprised by Billups. As I said, recently this guy has been infected with eccentricities. If he insisted on brushing Max’s shoes, Max almost cried and couldn’t refuse.

After dismissing the reporters and friends, a group of villains from the Pistons have had enough photos and stopped pretending to be good babies. After all, the old opponents on the opposite side are all here.

: "Why didn't I see that bastard Crohill?" Hamilton glanced at the opposite side, the old Miller led the team, Jr. O'Neal was in the second place, and Artest was in the third place. I really didn't see Crohill's figure.

: "Suspended." Billups, the team's know-it-all, said calmly.

: "Ha, he deserves it, that bastard was suspended for something." Big Ben, a tough guy, also gossiped.

Billups glanced at Lin Sa beside him.

Well?What does it have to do with someone from Lin?
Billups said with mixed emotions: "Because of the 'dress order', Crowe wore a short-sleeved shirt during the interview before and was suspended for one game."

The Pistons were collectively silent. Lin Sa felt that he had made a contribution to the team?
The two teams handed in the starting list, and at the moment the list was submitted, Lin Sa saw a page in the yellowed parchment book in his sight.

: The consumption area of ​​the new section is open, the currently opened area, the magic box (golden legend), this treasure box needs time to recharge, when the treasure box is opened, two items will be randomly refreshed, and only the purchase mechanism of ridicule points is provided for the time being, at the same time, the treasure box is extremely eager for ridicule points, and the host can sell the items obtained by the host to the treasure box.

A golden treasure box appeared on the pages of the sheepskin book. After that, there was no special effect for 5 cents, and the treasure box directly spit out two cards.

Star card: Kevin Durant (2018 minor injury version)
Function: small forward (matching 80%)

Skills: If the player has more than six skills, he will randomly get six skills

Columns: Schoolbag, Moment of Death, Stable CIC, Three-point Storm, Split Elbow, Backside Step
Price: 6300
What does it mean to split and hang the elbow?Is this player I don't know yet a martial arts master?
Magic Card: I Don't Hurt

Effect: within 24 hours, immune to all negative effects, non-causal type (even if you are cut by a knife, you will die, so please don’t die, it’s just immune to fatigue, low and sports-type injuries. If the injury is caused but not discovered, it will provide a special healing effect)
Price: 8000
Lin Sa glanced at his remaining taunt points, and suddenly had a kind of understanding called "I'm still a poor man". For a long time, Lin Sa thought that his taunt points were already quite a lot, which was completely enough, but looking at the added taunt points of 9000, and looking at these two cards worth 14300, Lin Sa wanted to smoke a cigarette to calm down, after all, he was very depressed.

: "Come on, Lin Sa, I'll teach you something interesting." Big Ben pulled Lin Sa over. After all, the Pistons' starter this time is Lin Sa, not his old friend Rashid.

Lin Sa ran over and saw Billups' expression of unwillingness, but he still respected the tradition.

The five starting players of the Pistons gathered together and hugged each other's shoulders to form a circle, "You can just yell in a while." Big Ben ordered.

Lin Sa nodded, probably just an ordinary cheer before the game, oh he would still shout, and then Lin Sa only heard Da Ben yelled in a rough voice: "Kill them!"

: "Oh hoo!" Lin Sa was very out of gregarious and didn't say anything, I'll wipe it, won't this be called a foul?
Big Ben was very dissatisfied with his younger brother's incompatibility, so he slapped Lin Sa hard, and Lin Sa almost knelt down.

: "Remember to shout." After Da Ben finished speaking, he pressed Lin Sa and lowered his head. Lin Sa saw the referee on the side looking over. Why don't you attract reporters and referees to like this thing? Is it true that there is no point at all?

: "Kill them!" Big Ben continued to roar.

This time Lin Sa also yelled, 'Oh hoo.... '

Lin Sa didn't want to shout, really didn't want to shout, but he was afraid that Da Ben would do it again, and he would definitely be blown away. He is a good citizen, a good citizen!Is a disciplined athlete.

The walkers on the opposite side looked over with murderous intent at this time, seeing the group of vicious faces, Lin Sa panicked.

Players from both teams came to the field.

The starting lineups of both sides are as follows.

Pistons: Ben Wallace, Lin Sa, Prince, Hamilton, Billups

Pacers: O'Neal, Artest, Miller, Anderson, Scott
The players of the two teams just stood on the field, and sparks were already set in their eyes.

At the same time, the system prompts that Lin Sa's long-term mission "How can there be obstacles on my disco track" has officially entered the calculation time.

Big Ben and Jr. O'Neal came to the court. Two muscular men of the same style stared at each other like beasts, waiting for the referee to throw the ball up. In fact, the referee was also very scared in this game, but he still came. And, look at Lin Sa on the center line of the Pistons, he still came with a mission...

It's not easy to support a family in middle age, so let's do it and cherish it, young man, don't hate me, after all, you asked for it.

Jr. bounced faster than Daben and won the jump ball, but Daben played a trick and bumped into him covertly while taking off. O'Neill was at a disadvantage and planned to get back later.

Miller received the ball, and Prince rushed over immediately. Now that Miller is getting old, he doesn’t want to have a hand-to-hand fight with young people so soon, so he gave the ball to Scott on one side.

Scott passed the ball to Artest. Artest twisted his butt and bumped Lin Sa. Lin Sa raised his arm to block the block. If it had just crossed over, Lin Sa might have been knocked down by Artest, but the half a year of training and gaining weight had improved his resistance a lot.

beep!Referee whistles

Lin Sa clutched his ribs, waiting for Artest to raise his hand, such a big move, you'd be blamed if you didn't brag, and then... Lin Sa saw the referee signal him to raise his hand, a defensive foul....

(End of this chapter)