Reborn NBA's Strongest Talent

Chapter 44 44. Are you unwilling?
The basketball was scratched by Capela's fingertips and spun even harder.

But still stubbornly climbed up, rubbed against the backboard, and then fell down.

Landing on the rim, the violent spin caused the ball to spin along the rim while spinning on its own.

One lap, two laps... fell in!
Reverse and overtake!

brave!

The audience cheered, the atmosphere reached its peak, and the outstanding performance of the team and players infected every audience at the scene.

For this exciting game, for this hard-won victory, some people danced, some poured Coke on their companions, and some kissed their partners fiercely.

The clock wasn't up yet, but the Rockets didn't call a timeout.

Richard noticed something was wrong.

The Rockets players, one, two, three plus Capela who exited the baseline and was about to serve...

What about Harden?
Turning back suddenly, Harden was frantically signaling Capela in his own half.

"Back to defense!" Westbrook shouted loudly.

Nine players from the two fast break teams just ran back, leaving only Harden, who had almost no physical strength, staying in the Thunder half, and now he is the only one facing the basket.

Capela threw the ball vigorously, watching the basketball that could not catch up, the players stopped one after another.

Only Richard and Westbrook were left, and they were still running like crazy.

But still failed to catch up, Harden received the ball and made an easy layup.

In the background are two people running wildly.

"Beep!" This time the Thunder called a timeout again, and the game was over in 8 seconds.

Faced with this sudden change, the fans at the scene were all frozen. The madness just now seemed to have turned into a slap, which slapped themselves hard on the face.

Donovan sighed, obviously he did not expect such a situation, "Don't think about the ball just now, now we still have time to arrange a tactic to win."

20 seconds is just enough time to quickly talk about the tactics, and the rest is for the players to fight on the court.

Westbrook served, Adams passed the ball back to Westbrook hand-in-hand, and helped block Beverly by the way, Harden gave up defending Richard and went up to defend.

Westbrook rushed to the free throw line in three or two steps, Harden had already come to the front, and center Capela was still standing in the penalty area.

Westbrook stopped suddenly, and Harden also rushed to him.

Westbrook made a jump shot, and Harden jumped at the same time, facing his tired body, and jumped together with the remaining strength.

Without blocking, the ball flew to the basket.

"Dang!" The basketball bounced out of the basket.

"Beep..." The game ended.

Westbrook failed to get the lore.

"Huh...huh..." Even an iron man like Westbrook panted heavily. The intensity of this game can be imagined.

Glancing at Harden sitting in front of him, Westbrook reached out and pulled him up.

The two hugged each other.

Richard lost his way to the bench along the bottom line.

Westbrook stopped Richard, "Richard, come here."

Richard was slightly taken aback, but still walked to the side of the two superstars.

"James, Richard." Westbrook introduced the two of them.

"Hi!" Harden stretched out his hand, and Richard also stretched out his hand to clap with each other, "Li Cha, your step back is very good."

"That's because I watched a lot of your videos." Richard squeezed out a smile.

"Haha, you are great, I lost to you today." Harden's eyes were sincere, not joking.

In the matchup, if you have to say that Richard is better than Harden, then you can only score with a step-back step. Harden hardly used a step-back step in the second half.

Thinking of this, Richard looked at Harden in surprise, you, a superstar in the league, would actually do this kind of boring statistics in the game like yourself.

Seeing Richard's expression, Harden understood that the other party had understood, and blinked at Richard.

Westbrook listened in a daze.

At this time, a reporter came to the stadium, apparently to interview Harden, the hero of the game. Westbrook pulled Richard and left together, returning to the locker room.

"Aren't you reconciled?" Westbrook asked Richard on the road.

"I'm a little unwilling." Richard smiled again.

The lore failed, and tens of thousands of disappointed fans left the arena. Richard was also affected by the emotions of the audience. In addition, the opportunity was great but he lost in the end.

"Do you want to stay for extra practice later?" Westbrook was not in a hurry to enlighten Richard, but sent an invitation.

Li Chade thought for a while, he couldn't do anything when he went back at this time, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep if he was depressed, so he might as well stay and practice, then he nodded and agreed.

"Your physical fitness has improved a lot." Westbrook punched Richard in the chest.

After the stadium was cleared, the two returned to the court, and it wasn't just Westbrook and Richard who stayed for extra training.

Westbrook called Richard to the empty half.

"The last ball just now, can you score if it is passed to you?" Before the practice started, Westbrook returned to the post-match topic again.

"No, there is no problem with your choice. Three-pointers are never more accurate than two-pointers." Although Harden gave up defending Richard and Richard got an open spot, Westbrook's position was almost open at the time, and Harden did not affect his shooting.

And I don't have the blessing of the away hounds. At that time, the physical exertion and the pressure on the scene may not be able to make the investment.

"Then what are you not willing to do?"

Richard thought for a while, "We fought for so long, played so hard, executed tactics well, and shot well, but we still couldn't win in the end."

"The opponent didn't do this."

Richard was silent. It is unreasonable to say that he is unwilling to say so, but he is indeed unwilling.

"I'm not reconciled." Westbrook threw a ball and smiled back, but the look in his eyes was sad.

"There are only victories and losses in the game. There is always a loser. I am not willing to be the loser, so I have to train and do my best to be the winner."

"Yes! Me too!" Richard clenched his fists.

"I'm not willing to be a person who accepts failure. I lost this game, and I will watch the video to find out my own problems. If I change my handling method, will it be better, and can I win the next game?"

"Me too... the same." Richard didn't watch the video very seriously, but he still did some self-thinking.

"I'm still not willing for my teammates to accept defeat. Some teammates will comfort everyone after the game, but he himself will practice harder; some seem to be unwilling, and end up drinking and going to nightclubs off the court. If there are too many such people on the team, they will not be able to win."

"It's the same with me." Richard didn't think about this problem at all. Of course, going to nightclubs to drink too much and affect training is still despised.

"Russell, you are the boss of the team, you can ask everyone." In order to break his embarrassment, Richard quickly came up with an idea.

"Of course." Westbrook smiled slightly, "Then Richard, what do you want to do if you are not reconciled?"

Speaking of this point, Richard already understood Westbrook's thoughts, "Russell, I am not willing to fail, and I will not accept failure, train myself, improve myself, in order to win the next victory."

"Come on, Richard!" Westbrook and Richard started extra training until they were sweating profusely.

"Li Cha, it's almost Christmas Eve, do you want to go home and spend time with your family?" Back in the locker room, Westbrook continued to chat with Richard.

family?Richard froze on the spot.At this time, Richard didn't fully understand the memories he had, and he didn't know whether he had a family or not. He only knew that he had been living alone for so long.

Westbrook waited for a while and saw that Richard didn't reply. It seemed that there was something difficult to say, so he didn't continue to ask. He asked another question: "Hey Richard, do you want to buy a house in Oklahoma? Settled here?"

Uh... this question... Richard thought about it seriously. He did save almost 20 yuan, but it was used to improve his attributes and buy a house... Who knows if he will still...

"Russell, do you think I can renew my contract next year?" The question Richard asked seemed to have nothing to do with what Westbrook asked, but in fact it was related.

Now it's Westbrook who's stuck.

"Your performance is getting better and better now. I believe the management will definitely want to keep you. Maybe there will be other teams rushing to get you." Westbrook couldn't answer directly. It can't be said that I can influence the coaching staff and management and let them keep you.

"That's right." After all, one's ability is the most important thing, so the money can't be used to buy a house.

"Why don't you, Richard, come to my house on Christmas Eve, my wife can make a great roast turkey!" Westbrook looked at the silence again, so he simply invited Richard to his house as a guest. After all, it is very pitiful to be alone in the player's dormitory.

"Thank you Russell." There are still two weeks left on Christmas Eve. It seems that the Thunder will not play that day. Let's watch it later. Maybe Westbrook is just talking casually now and will forget it by then.

Back in the dormitory, Richard quickly turned on the simulator to check his physical strength.

"I'm not in a game now, do I want to activate all my talents?"

Too wordy, yes!

"Do you want to activate all talents? (5/28)"

28 minutes?This is enough for a complete game with a timeout, and there may be more. It seems that my training is really effective.

5 minutes is the effect that my physical strength is almost empty now, and this can be ignored.

But this is not enough, Richard has further ideas.

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