field coach

Chapter 149

Now there are only two players left, Sean Kemp and Michael DeWeese.

The next one to appear is "Rain Man" Sean Kemp, who is in the fourth year of class resumption.

Davis keenly noticed that Kemp had been rubbing his palms after playing.

"No wonder I didn't win the championship four times before, it's too easy to get nervous." Davis said to Alan Houston with a smile.

"Is he nervous? No way?" Houston watched Kemp running to the bottom corner, "I didn't see it."

Sure enough, Kemp made a mistake on his first dunk. He obviously used too much strength. With a folded tomahawk dunk, the ball hit the inside of the basket and bounced high.

Payton cursed dissatisfiedly off the court, and Davis laughed out loud.

For the second dunk, Kemp chose the action used by the previous contestants-the windmill dunk starting at 45 degrees from the three-point line.

In DeWeese's view, Kemp's dunk this time is comparable to Ryder's movements, regardless of the height of the jump or the degree of stretch.

For the third dunk, Kemp once again chose the action used by the previous players, throwing the ball into the sky and dunking the ball with both hands.

Davis looked dull.

At this time, a huge figure sat down beside Davis.

"Michael, you're coming up next, are you nervous?"

"Hehe~" Davis didn't answer, but his laughter said it all.

Kemp's next move finally got Davis excited.

Throws the ball up behind his back, catches it with both hands after throwing it in front of him, and then completes a back dunk from the other side of the basket.

Payton stood up, holding two ten scoreboards and frantically gestured towards the stands.

After Kemp dunked the ball, with more than 40 seconds left, he actually walked off the field directly.

Seeing Kemp's dunk completed, DeWeese subconsciously stood up.

The next and last one is him.

In the end, Kemp scored 46.6 points, only 0.2 points less than Ryder, and he was sure to enter the next round.

"The next one to play is Michael DeWeese, a talented guard from the Magic."

After DeWeese played, Jordan was the first to stand up and cheer for him, then Pippen, O'Neal, Ewing, and then almost all the stars on the sidelines stood up.

They all expect DeWeese to bring them some different performances.

Davis stepped onto the court, gently picked up the basketball, and felt the familiar touch of the elf in his hands.

He made a move that surprised everyone.

"What does he want?" Barkley, who was playing as a guest commentator with a microphone on the sidelines, said loudly with doubts.

Davis ran directly to the other side of the court, staring at the basket he was supposed to dunk.

"Is it a dunk from the free throw line?"

Watching Davis start to speed up slowly with the ball, everyone's curiosity was overwhelmed.

Halfway through, Davis caught the ball directly in his hands.

Everyone looked at this scene, as if they felt that another figure was attached to Davis.

Jordan watched Davis sprint with the ball at high speed, then stepped on the free throw line with his forefoot, and jumped up high, with complicated eyes.

Davis was walking in the air, and it seemed like a long time had passed.

In the end, Davis dunked the ball into the basket very comfortably.

There was silence for two seconds, and then the audience erupted.

"It's Jordan's Skywalk!" Barkley exploded, shouting hysterically.

After Davis landed, he pointed to Jordan on the sidelines with both hands.

Jordan gave him two thumbs up.

"It's exactly the same as Jordan's dunk."

O'Neal held up two scoreboards, just like Payton did just now, waving the ten-point side crazily like the fans.

DeWeese didn't get involved much on the sidelines because he only had 90 seconds in total.

Then, he went to the bottom corner on the other side.

"What? What is this for? Are you going to the free throw line to dunk?"

The audience suddenly fell silent. They wanted to know what was going on in DeWeese's gourd.

DeWeese, like last time, began to drive the ball forward on the baseline.

This time, he dribbled directly to the free throw line.

This time, half of his foot stepped on the free throw line, and then. . . .

He did a big windmill and dunked the ball into the basket.

The audience boiled instantly.

And Davis didn't care how much time he had left, holding the ball and waving his arms to greet the cheers of the audience.

"I think there is no suspense for this year's champion, let's look forward to Davis' next performance!" Barkley excitedly picked up the microphone and said loudly.

On the big screen, DeWeese's two free throw line dunks were played repeatedly.

Finally, Davis's score came out.

"50 points! DeWeese won the unanimous perfect score from the judges with his two dunks from the free throw line! I declare that I have become a fan of DeWeese!" After Barkley finished speaking, he trotted all the way to DeWeese in an exaggerated way, and bowed to him.

Barkley's funny move pushed the audience to another climax.

In this way, the three finalists have been determined.

Elijah Ryder, Shawn Kemp, Michael DeWeese.

The rule of the final is that each player deducts twice, and the referee will score.One time per person, two rounds in total.

Sean Kemp was the first to play, and he scored the lowest of the three.

He still started on the sideline next to the LOGO, and then dribbled the ball into the three-second zone and then dunked with a big windmill that jumped with both feet.

Unfortunately, he tried too hard again, and the ball once again hit the inside of the basket and bounced out.

This time, even Barkley saw it.

"Oh, Sean looked a little nervous, he didn't finish this dunk."

The slow motion shows that Kemp's dunk did not hit the basket's neck, because his strength was too great, making it look like he was popping out of the basket.

His dunk went straight away. . .

Kemp sat off the court with a frustrated expression.

Ryder came on.

Off the court, Kemp's first dunk has come out.

25 points, the minimum score without a dunk.

Ryder ran to the baseline, and the first thing he did was to chase away the reporters in the corner. . .

He first moved the small screen connected to the camera to the outside of the venue, and then motioned the reporter to stay away.

He patted the ball and found that the screen was still in the way, so he repeated it again.

This time, his whole body stood on the sidelines.

He touched his toes, rubbed his hands on his shorts, and suddenly started.

The camera quickly followed his movements to the basket.

Ryder came to the basket along the baseline, a crotch parallel to the basket changed hands, and smashed the ball hard.

Surprised all four!
(End of this chapter)