Coach Lee

Chapter 283 What's so good about it?

Stankovic is 72 years old this year, and he has been the Secretary-General of FIBA ​​for 22 years.

Ten years ago, as soon as he took office as a member of the Olympic Committee, he successfully arranged for the Olympic Games to accept the participation of NBA professional players.

In the 92 Barcelona Olympics, when the American Dream Team conquered the world with dazzling performances, Stankovic smiled happily.

However, this time the World Championships made him very angry.

"Those arrogant guys, they won't come if they can't say it, what do they think of the World Championships?"

The creased flesh on Stekovic's face moved.

Darrell, the little fat assistant next to him, didn't dare to say anything.

The majesty of this old man who has made outstanding contributions to world basketball directly made the assistant unable to bear it.

Just when Stekovic was about to enter the main hall to watch the match between Germany and Italy, and to see the rising star of Germany Dirk Nowitzki, there were enthusiastic cheers from the side hall.

"Oh~~"

Stekovic asked, "Which two teams are playing here?"

Assistant Darrell took out his bag and started looking through it.

After a while, he said, "It's the match between China and Croatia."

However, when the assistant Darrell looked up, the old man Stekovich had already walked a long way.

Darrell also quickly followed in, but what he was thinking about was:
"What's so interesting about these two weak chickens fighting each other?"

Darrell trotted in and was beside Strkovich.

Darrell felt like starting to help Stekovic get introduced.

"Secretary, Croatian guard Davor Kuss was the best rookie in Europe the year before. Last year, Davor averaged 18 points and 7.5 assists per game; last season, he averaged 20.5 points and 7.8 assists per game. Assists, is the top point guard in Europe. Asian teams like the Chinese team are definitely not Croatia's opponents. This game."

Darrell was secretly glad that he had memorized a lot of materials in advance, otherwise he would not have the opportunity to perform now.

However, an old hand suddenly came up, "Ugh~~"

Darrell looked at the Secretary-General puzzled, wondering what he did wrong.It took him a lot of time to memorize this. He is very confident that there will be no mistakes in the data, even the numbers after the decimal point.

He stepped back and said, "Secretary, you,"

"Shut up!" Stekovic gave him a sudden look.

Darrell suddenly felt the hairs all over his body stand up.It was obviously summer, but he felt extremely cold.

At this time, there was another cry from the stands.

"Lee! Lee! Lee!"

Not only Chinese fans are shouting, but many European fans are also shouting.

Darrell, with a low eyebrow, also hurriedly looked on the court.

All he saw was a Chinese man in a red No. 10 jersey standing at the free throw line.

"This~"

A Chinese is also so popular with European audiences?
Darrell also raised his head, and he was about to look at the statistics.

"With such loud cheers, you must have scored a lot of points, right?"

However, it is a pity that this is the sub-library, and there is no personal data displayed.There is only an electronic scoring table at the technical desk, showing the scores of the two teams.

It's 18-10 now.

"It should have been a good goal."

Darrell sat down, one row behind Strkovich.He wants to see how powerful this guy is.

On the court, Li Nan found Davor Kuss who came from the backcourt to control the ball.

Davor Kuss hurriedly circled around his teammates, as if fleeing in a hurry.

However, Li Nan was not slow at all.Davor's escape plan falls through.

"Damn it, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Davor said something harshly to Li Nan, and then, without waiting for Li Nan to reply, Davor greeted with his left hand.

"Dell!"

Then Del on the inside rushed over to help.

Davor thought he was safe with a big man covering him.He hurried to Del.

However, at the moment when Davor turned around and was about to pass Del, Li Nan suddenly took a step forward and directly stabbed Davor behind his back.

Davol only played half of the pick-and-roll, and as a result, the ball in his hand disappeared and flew into Wang Dazhi's hands.

Wang Dazhi didn't stop for a moment, and directly pushed the ball forward.

Leave you!

When Davor turned around, he could only see the back of that nasty guy.

At this time, many spectators in the stands suddenly stood up.

"Wow!"

"Dunk, dunk, dunk!"

Darrell didn't know why the audience was yelling.

"What's so (good-looking) about a Chinese player's dunk?"

Before Darrell finished speaking, he saw Li Nan on the court complete a dunk with a crotch change.

"Wow~"

"Lee! Lee! Lee!"

"Beautiful! Another one!"

Some spectators on the side were very excited.

Darrell opened his mouth slightly, and soon he was talking to himself again, "Isn't he just a guy who can dunk? It's no big deal. As for being so excited?"

Then, Darrell saw it. Li Nan slammed Davol's layup. Li Nan swayed left and right and directly passed Davol. Shang Nu picks up the rebound, Li Nan jumps up for an alley-oop dunk, Li Nan
Darrell stared dumbfounded.
"Here, is this person Chinese?"

At this moment, Li Nan dribbled the ball and walked towards Davor again. When he was in front of Davor, Li Nan's feet suddenly accelerated, and he took a step with his right foot and walked left!
Davor struggled to seal the past.

However, he was deceived. Li Nan dribbled the ball from left to right, and directly changed to the right.

Davor pushed hard with his right foot and threw himself to the left.

However, this is still a deception.

Li Nan switched from right to left with one crotch!The way to go is to the left!
Davor exerted his left foot hard,

click~~
Davor then plopped down on the ground and wrapped his arms around his ankles.

Behind him, Li Nan rushed inside, Croatia immediately retracted the defense, the big man stepped up, Li Nan threw the ball into the sky, and Wang Dazhi fell from the sky.

boom!
Two-handed slam dunk!The basketball slammed into the hoop hard.

"yeah!"

"nice shot!"

"Lee! Lee! Lee!"

The fans in the stands erupted again.

Wang Dazhi raised his hands high just now, but he rolled his eyes uncontrollably.

"Obviously I dunked the basket."

Even more depressed than Wang Dazhi was Davor who was sitting on the ground.

"Sigh~"

Beep beep beep!
There was a temporary pause at the scene.

The team doctor hurried up.

At first everyone thought it was just an ordinary sprain.

However, in the end, the team doctor shook his head at the head coach, and then gestured for a substitution.

Davor was carried off the field and went straight to the player tunnel.

The Croatian coach's face was full of frost.

This Nima only played 12 minutes in the first half, and the core is gone.How about the next game?
"Ah~" The head coach sighed heavily, then waved his hand towards the bench, "Rakitic!"

(End of this chapter)