field coach

Chapter 151

BJ-Armstrong scored 15 points in the end. As long as Cole or Davis can score more than 15 points, he will definitely be eliminated.

Armstrong left the field with a regretful expression on his face, shaking his hands, and said to Jordan: "Hey, today's hand feeling is not good."

Jordan smiled, "BJ, no matter how good your hand is, I guarantee you can't beat that kid Davis."

Armstrong was taken aback, looked at Davis next to him, and sighed again.

The next player to play is DeWeese, who is already very familiar with this mode of three-point shooting. In the Magic team, whether it is against Scott, Cole or Sprewell, the way they play is this mode.

He came to the corner, took a deep breath, and started his shot in perfect rhythm.

He still took a little bit of effort, and there were a few shots that were more casual, but he still scored 22 points in the end.

"Hey, I want to hide my clumsiness, but God doesn't want me to keep a low profile." Davis walked down pretendingly.

In this way, BJ-Armstrong has been determined to be eliminated.

The last player to play was Cole. Although Cole said that he was not as good as Davis, he still played very seriously.

And Cole is in a very good state today, he also scored 21 points.

As a result, Dell - Ellis was also eliminated.

The three finalists of the three-point contest have already been determined.

Mark Price, Steve Kerr, Michael DeWeese.

Cole voted first in the final.

Cole's final results were not as good as the preliminaries, and he only scored 19 points.

He shook his head, knowing that he had basically said goodbye to the championship.

Then came Mark Price, who played extremely well and scored a total of 24 points, which is also the highest score so far in the three-point contest.

He walked off the court very happily, and waved his arms towards the sidelines, as if the champion had already been won.

However, after the big devil Davis came on the field, he slapped Mark Price in the face severely.

With 25 balls and 5 colored balls, DeWeese only missed 5 ordinary balls, scored all [-] colored balls, and scored all of the first three positions.

With the cheers of the audience, DeWeese broke the record set by Mark Price just a few minutes ago and shattered Mark Price's defending dream with 25 points.

The lively day was over again, and Davis found that his harvest seemed to be as large as a billion points. . .

Rookie game MVP, slam dunk king, three-pointer king. . .

"We're only in the first grade, why don't we keep a low profile? Why don't we lose tomorrow's All-Star MVP?" On the way back, DeWeese thought stinkingly.

Back at the hotel where he stayed, Davis was still thinking about all the details of today, and was very satisfied with the slam dunk contest strategy he made.

First of all, I have already tried it. Although I can't do some difficult moves, but with his physical condition, he can easily make a dunk from the free throw line.

So he first used two free throw line dunks to attract the attention of the audience, and then used the only two moves he practiced. . .Not to mention practicing, it's just the two dunks in the later Aaron Gordon dunk contest that were plagiarized.

I was lying in bed thinking wildly, when someone knocked on the door suddenly.

Davis looked through the cat's eyes and unexpectedly found that it was Jordan.

He opened the door.

"What's the matter Michael."

Jordan walked right in.

"I'll see if there are any other women in your house."

Davis smiled wryly as Jordan pretended to check the room.

After the inspection, Jordan nodded in satisfaction: "That's right, I'm going to take you out to play, change your clothes and follow me, everyone else is waiting."

"Others?" Davis asked puzzled.

"Yeah, there are Scotty, Patrick, Charles, and Shaq, Sean, there are a lot of people, hurry up." Jordan left after he finished speaking, and stopped after taking two steps.

"By the way, room 2412."

Davis changed his clothes suspiciously, and knocked on the door of room 2412.

"Come on, let's go."

The one who opened the door for Davis was a fat man with a bald head.

"Charles, hello."

Walking into the room, Davis was taken aback by the sight in front of him.

Can you imagine the feeling of a group of muscular men with an average height of more than two meters crowded in a suite?

The four major centers are all here except Olajuwon, Barkley, Webber, Kemp, Pippen, Payton, Richmond, Drexler, Price, Jordan are all there, as well as Ryder and Laettner.

"What are you guys doing? You don't need all of you guys to go out to win the Olympic championship, do you?"

"Why are you going? Erwin hasn't come yet. I just received a call from Wilt just now. Don't worry, I've asked Ilya to book a room downstairs." Jordan said calmly.

So DeWeese sat down somewhere in the smoky room.

"Shaq, what are you going to do here?" Davis asked O'Neill, who was also bewildered next to him.

"Maybe go to the casino downstairs to play." O'Neill said uncertainly.

"?????" Nick Young asked with a question mark on DeWeese's face.

"I came last year. Last year was the site of Malone and Stockton. It was the place where they prepared and Michael organized."

Davis glanced at the people in the room and found that they were all top stars in the league.

"Is this a kind of recognition?"

After a while, the door was knocked again, and it was Erwin Johnson and Wilt Chamberlain who came in this time.

"Wilter, you are so old, and you still have to participate in our young people's party every year." Jordan complained to Chamberlain dissatisfied.

This was the first time DeWeese saw this ancient legend. He was wearing a suit. Although he was over 50, his suit was still held up by the muscles visible to the naked eye.

"Hello, Wilt, I'm Michael DeWeese, nice to meet you."

"I heard about you, kid genius, I heard that you just won the slam dunk and three-pointers?"

"And yesterday's rookie game MVP." Jordan added on the side.

"What's so interesting about playing with a group of little guys? I'd still be interested if they were all as strong as DeWeese. You know, I was at home yesterday, and I just came to Minnesota today. It's too cold in this damn place." Chamberlain said nonchalantly.

Just like that, a large group of people came to the elevator in a mighty way. Both elevators were fully loaded, and they came directly to the underground casino.

Because of the advance arrangement of Leder and Lightner in the casino, an oversized box had already been prepared.

After Davis came down, he found that there was no one else, and the box was full of fruits, red wine, cigars, and gambling equipment.

"Today is the annual All-Star Gathering. Let's play freely. Don't worry about it. All the phone bills will be charged to the two boys, Ilya and Laettner." Jordan said loudly, and took the lead towards the poker table.

Ilya and Leitner nodded flattered.

"If it comes, let it be..." Davis had no choice but to follow Jordan to the poker table.

(End of this chapter)