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Chapter 213 The Buddha University Trio for the First Debut

The Magic won the first game, but Davis was not happy.

The bragging before the game said that they would win the Bullets by more than 20 points.

In the end, the Bullets only won by 19 points. . .

The next day was back-to-back with the Philadelphia team, and Davis held his breath and looked for someone to bet everywhere.

"Hey, Lutter, it's not even open today. I'm going to beat Philadelphia by 30 points today."

Sprewell casts a glance at Davis.

"I'm a good person, I don't gamble."

joke. . .Yesterday I won by 19 points and almost lost. If I really win by 30 points today, then I will not be at a big loss. The ball is in your hands, so how to play is not up to you.

However, during the interview before the game, a remark made by the core player of the Philadelphia team, Witherspoon, aroused the anger of the Magic players.

"Magic? I don't think they can become the number one player in the league this year. They are too young. Last year it was just their luck. You know, they seemed to have the fewest injuries in the entire league last year. If we can have their luck, I think we can also enter the playoffs."

Kyle ran into the locker room and told the Magic team what Witherspoon said just now.

Davis is so angry.

The lack of injuries is obviously due to the good labor-management medical system?It has something to do with luck. It costs millions of dollars every year, and there are detailed monitoring reports on the physical condition of the players every day. This is not the only team with the fewest injuries in the league.

Davis rolled his eyes and ran to Sprewell with a smile.

"Ratt, you are injured today. By the way, there are Nick and Dennis, you two are also injured."

Several people looked at Davis in confusion.

"What do you mean?" Sprewell looked at Davis puzzled.

"Didn't he say that we had a good record last year because we had fewer injuries? Simply, we won't play today."

This time, even D'Antoni was dumbfounded.

"Michael, what do you want?"

"With this kind of team, we can beat them even if we don't play the main force!" Davis said resolutely.

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Put us on the bench."

D'Antoni looked troubled.

"Michael, isn't this too risky?"

Davis smiled confidently.

If the lineup I have worked so hard to build can't beat Philadelphia, which has a big belly, then I, a time traveler, have failed too much.

So, that night, when Witherspoon heard the starting lineup arranged by the Magic, his eyes were red with anger.

"How dare they underestimate us?"

The Magic did not send a full bench to play in the end. This is D'Antoni's final bottom line.

He insisted that DeWeese and O'Neal play two people. . .

So the final lineup that the Magic sent was: O'Neal, Max, Nasr, Baker, and Davis.

But this lineup also succeeded in irritating the Philadelphians, which was like a slap in the face of the Philadelphians.

The Florida trio got their first start.

"Come on, Pang, Jeremas, Max!" Sprewell patted the shoulders of the three of them like a big brother, with a serious look.

The few of them usually have a good relationship and often fight and fight. Sprewell used this method to decompress the three of them, but he found that it had no effect at all. . . .

Especially Baker, Sprewell saw that Baker had been whispering to himself.

He leaned closer to listen, and almost fell to the ground.

"I'm going to get 20 points... I'm going to get 20 points..."

After laughing and making trouble, Davis aggressively took O'Neal and three of his NCAA teammates onto the court.

Witherspoon walked past DeWeese seemingly unintentionally.

"Boy, accept your worst failure, this is a lesson for you."

Davis looked around.

"Who is speaking?"

Witherspoon is so angry. . .

O'Neal easily won the jump ball and won this year's Philadelphia rookie Sharon White.

Nasr got the ball and handed it directly to Davis.

Davis yelled, "Run!"

Then take the ball directly to the frontcourt to kill.

Nasr and Baker started at the same time.

After Davis entered the three-point line, he directly hit the ground and passed the ball. Baker plugged in from the other side, caught the ball directly and sent it to the basket.

After a year of training, although they didn't have much playing time, the trio also had stable playing time under the care of Davis. It was no longer the Florida trio back then.

Witherspoon was eager to express himself, and rushed in with his head sullen after receiving the ball.

Seeing that Brad used all his strength to help him withstand O'Neill, Witherspoon was secretly happy.

"Without O'Neill, you still let me run inside."

He got into the paint, jumped high and was about to dunk.

Just when he reached the highest point, a big hand appeared in front of him.

"what?"

Withers was taken aback, and before he had time to react, the big hand had already pressed his ball.

In the eyes of the onlookers, Witherspoon rushed inside, and Max had been waiting beside him for a long time. The Philadelphia power forward, Sharon White, who jumped the ball with O'Neal, was stuck behind Max.

It's a pity that Witherspoon's attention was all on O'Neill, and he didn't notice Max who was staring at him.

With a big hat covering his head and face, Witherspoon was directly pressed to the ground by Max.

The main players on the bench of the Magic jumped up excitedly and turned into cheerleaders.

Max is the most low-key member of the Florida trio. Nasr is physically fit and has a sharp breakthrough. Baker is strong defensively and has a stable shooting ability. Both of them can perform well when they play in garbage time.

But Max was a defensive insider when he was on the Florida school team. After entering the Magic, he never returned to the blue-collar insider.

This is the position that DeWest specially arranged for Max.

So when he plays in garbage time, he generally doesn't get much chance to score.

But what everyone hasn't noticed is that Max averaged 7 blocks in just under 0.9 minutes per game last season.

As soon as he played today, Max took advantage of Witherspoon's underestimation of the enemy and gave him a severe blow.

Witherspoon stood up in disgrace, only to find that DeWeese had brought Nasr and Baker to counterattack to his backcourt.

DeWeese faced Dana Barros's defense outside the three-point line and threw the ball high towards the backboard lightly.

Barros turned his head in horror, and found that Nasr had already jumped up high.

His head was almost parallel to the frame, one hand caught the ball from the air and put it on the other hand, holding the ball with both hands, and smashed it hard towards the basket.

(End of this chapter)