from the golden generation

Chapter 203 Fighting the Kings Again

It's only a few days away from the last time they faced the Kings.

The last time the Kings lost the game at home, this time the Knicks played against the Kings at home. Before the game, Richmond threatened to break the Knicks' winning streak.

On the Knicks side, Ewing, Oakley and others also responded.

"It's just you, it's still early."

It's useless to say that the Knicks still have to beat the Kings with their fists.

And they agreed that they would taunt their opponents after winning the game.

There is nothing better than this.

On the day of the game, the Knicks' home stadium, Madison Garden, was full of joyful atmosphere.

During the warm-up, Houston and others clearly felt Ewing's energy, which was beyond his previous energy.

Ewing seems to have recovered, but he can't see it now, and he still has to watch it during the game.

In any case, everyone in the Knicks is full of energy, especially Ewing. After he figured it out the day before yesterday, he seemed to be relieved.

Not to mention the good mood, it also aroused some fighting spirit.

During the warm-up, Ewing dunked frequently to find the touch, and Starks on the side wondered.

"Why don't you shoot a few more mid-range shots to find the touch? Doesn't his hand hurt when he dunks?"

Yan Song chuckled after hearing this.

"You know what, sometimes dunking is not for anything else."

"Then why?"

Starks asked a question, and Yan Song answered.

"To pretend to be 13."

After the words fell, Oakley, who was shooting the ball beside him, burst out laughing, and then leaned back and laughed while covering his stomach.

Yan Song is really good at talking and talking, you said that Oakley is so cold and cold, but he made it like this with a single sentence.

Starks admired and laughed too.

"when."

Ewing landed after a dunk, and saw Yan Song, Starks, and Oakley laughing there, not knowing what they were talking about.

As the boss of the team, he still shouted.

"What are you laughing at, hurry up and train, the competition is about to begin."

Ewing's voice was not small, and Yan Song could hear his enthusiasm from his words.

It seems that Boss You has finally returned to normal, which is the best.

Don't let Ewing worry about himself, the team has an inside guarantee.

For the rest, Yan Song will find a way by himself. As for whether to leave the Knicks, it is best not to leave.

But Yan Song really couldn't find any suitable reason, all he could think of at the moment was winning a championship.

But even if he wins the championship and Yan Song refuses to leave the Knicks on the grounds that he doesn't want to dismantle the championship lineup, then Stern has a solution.

You say you are a championship lineup, but there are people who are going to be traded and people who are going to retire.

If you use this as a reason, you can't convince Stern at all unless, unless there are enough people who insist.

With more people and pressure on the league's top management, Stern may withdraw the penalty and let Yan Song stay in the Knicks.

As for the salary, Yan Song will not easily make a decision by himself. This time, he will ask David to help him talk to the Knicks.

David will fight for the biggest salary contract for himself, and he will check it out by himself.

Everyone cheats themselves, but their own agent will not cheat themselves.

Thinking about it, Yan Song made a three-pointer.

As soon as the ball is scored, Yan Song always thinks that he is very different. In this era where two-pointers are the main goal, he is as good at three-pointers as Miller and Bird.

And I am different from them. I have excellent physical fitness, so I can not only shoot three-pointers.

It can also go inside and create lethality in the penalty area.

In this way, Yan Song seems to have become a special player. For this reason, the draft template given to him by the league is actually Larry Bird.

Yan Song only found out about this recently, how is he like Bird?
"hiss."

Yan Song suddenly remembered something. He didn't seem to have a draft template before, and this draft template seemed to be added later.

In that case, what I have most in common with Byrd is...trash talk!

Yan Song clicked his tongue, feeling a little uncomfortable. He didn't expect his trash talk to be so famous.

But it's also true, I often break the opponent's mentality, and when the opponent's mentality is hit, it is easy to do outrageous things, such as hitting myself...

Sometimes Yan Song is beaten, but he enjoys the pain in his heart.

Anyone who hits someone will be banned from the game.

Lao Tzu was sentenced to a three-match suspension for beating someone before, but Stern can be ruthless in punishing himself, so why can't he punish others.

Thinking, it's time for the game to start.

All the lights in the Madison Garden arena were turned off, and Yan Song and the others quickly walked to the bench and stood up for the opening ceremony.

There must be a ceremony. Yan Song feels that this is necessary for his home game, but he is an away game. He hopes that the home team will not hold the opening ceremony.

...

After the host completed the welcome ceremony, the competition officially began.

Ewing was a bit full of energy, he kept blowing before jumping, and waited for the referee to throw the ball into the air.

Ewing held his breath with his mouth puffed up, and he lifted his legs up from the ground and successfully dialed the ball.

"Knicks! Possession of the ball!"

The commentary drives the atmosphere of the scene, and Yan Song holds the ball and prepares to attack.

He generally likes to attack on the right side, and Houston responds on the left, one on the left and one on the right.

But Yan Song didn't want to score the first goal, so Yan Song deliberately rushed inside when facing Richmond.

While colliding, Yan Song told Ewing to prepare to catch the ball while making gestures.

Seeing Yan Song making a scissors gesture, Richmond subconsciously thought that the Knicks would play tactics.

He wanted to tell his teammates to pay attention, but just as he was about to speak, Yan Song rushed out.

This loss of defense, Richmond watched his center forward run towards Yan Song.

Ewing at the basket, let go...

"Ewing!"

Richmond yelled, but it was too late.

Center Polinis had already reached Yan Song, and Yan Song hit the ground and passed the ball to Ewing.

Richmond quickly ran towards the inside, but it was a step too late after all. Ewing dunked with both hands, and the basket swayed.

"nice shot!"

Yan Song raised his left hand high and said to Ewing.

"Good cooperation."

Similarly, Ewing raised his left hand, the fans at the scene drove the atmosphere, and Madison Garden became lively.

"Pay attention to your defender, that kid sometimes passes the ball."

After Richmond finished speaking, the Kings launched an offense.

Polynice couldn't squeeze Ewing in the paint, and he didn't have a good position so he ran to the low post.

But Ewing felt good in this game, and Richmond also saw it, worried that after passing the ball to Polynes, he ended up getting a block.

Richmond felt that if he wanted to stabilize the situation, his family passed the ball to Williams, and Williams faced Johnson directly in singles.

But just as he was about to hit Johnson, Johnson withdrew his stool and got out of the way.

"Fake!"

Williams lay on the ground cursing, and Johnson grabbed the ball alone and shouted.

"I will fight myself!"

After shouting, Johnson speeded up, and the five kings were far away from him, and they didn't chase him at all.

The Knicks didn't move, and Johnson didn't call them to save energy.

Nine people watched Johnson layup, and then a funny thing happened.

Because no one returned to the defense on the Kings side, Richmond looked at the four and asked.

"Who serves?"

After the words fell, Yan Song took the lead and laughed...

(End of this chapter)