I stole James

Chapter 34 Waste
Billups was dribbling the ball on the perimeter, noticing that Hamilton was open in the left corner, and he passed the ball quickly.

Hamilton received the ball, but instead of shooting himself, he passed the ball with both hands on his chest, put the ball straight to the basket, and gave it to Ben Wallace, who dunked the ball directly.

This cooperation made the home fans boil.

Next, the Pistons had several wonderful individual offenses or cooperation, while the Cavaliers seemed a little quiet. None of the balls passed by James could be converted into effective points, and the Pistons played a wave of 12 to 4 offense. Little orgasm.

Silas had no choice but to ask for a timeout. Even though it was a preseason game, even though he knew that the team lineup for this season was still hopeless, it was a fixed level. Just for fun, the task given to him by the team was to train the team Rookie, um, to put it more bluntly, is to train James and accompany him in leveling, but he has to show some face, and he can't lose too much and be too ugly.

"LeBron, you have to pay attention to the balance. When the opportunity comes out, you must attack more boldly and resolutely. Instead of passing the ball."

Except for the beginning of the game, James chose to pass the ball to teammates who had the opportunity to run out of the game. He also got two assists, but the teammates didn't feel very good.

This made Silas a little dissatisfied. As a point guard, you can't just pass the ball, you have to attack. You are not the leader of Rondo, oh, the leader of Lang has not entered the league yet, Silas I don't know who it is.

James nodded, "Coach, I will pay attention."

Back from the timeout, Silas replaced Miles with Ricky Davis.

"Rookie, give me the damn ball later!" Miles said to James when he came on the court.

James continued walking as if he hadn't heard it at all.

"Hey! Dead rookie, do you hear that?" Miles followed closely behind James and growled in a low voice.

"What? What did the trash say? I didn't hear clearly." James turned his head and glanced at Miles.

"I told you to pass the damn basketball to me later, and I'll attack." Myers repeated.

"Oh, it really is trash, listen to what the trash said clearly." James nodded and continued to move forward.

Miles froze for a moment, "Schete!" He knew that he had been trapped by James.

He turned around and grabbed Wagner and Boozer, and whispered: "Wait a minute, when we get to the court, don't pass the ball, keep the ball in the hands of the three of us, so that the damn rookie can't get the ball. "

Hearing Miles' idea, Wagner immediately nodded in agreement.

Boozer glanced at Paul Silas and weighed the consequences of the matter. Will the coach see it and make the coach dissatisfied?

But he still nodded in agreement. He plays inside and the ball is played from the outside to the inside. He can attack with the ball. If he can’t, he can pass the ball to Wagner and Miles. Ball, even if Silas finds something wrong, he should not be able to blame him.

"Also, when he gets the ball, we don't go up to cover him. When he is surrounded, we go to catch the ball. After we get the ball, we play. Hehe..." Myers added.

"Good!" Wagner and Boozer said at the same time.

"I want to see what this dead rookie is capable of. Even if you have it, I won't let you show it. What the fuck!" Myers cast a bitter glance at James who had already walked onto the field.

"LeBron, why do I feel that the three of them are planning something bad." Big Z turned his head and glanced at the three muttering behind him, and said to James.

"They're just trying to trick me. Let's play better and pay attention. You have to pay more attention later, I will pass you more balls and let you play." James said after thinking for a while.

Big Z nodded and patted James on the shoulder.

The game continued, Big Z served the ball and gave it to James.

James took control of the ball and slowly dribbled it beyond the three-point line.

After Miles came on the court, he didn't pass the ball so easily. He roughly guessed that once the ball was passed, it would be difficult to pass it back to him. If he wants to control the dominance, he must control the ball well. I don't mind passing the ball to Miles and the three of them, but he must pass it when he sees them running out of a good shot, so that if they score, he will also get an assist.

Since he made the first three-pointer, Billups followed him a little bit, but he didn't take much of the next shot. He missed two shots during the period, so Billups followed him The defense loosened up again.

This gave James a chance to make a three-pointer, hey, he scored another three-pointer, still smooth and hollow into the net.

He scored 6 points, and he was actually the team's highest scorer. The Cavaliers only scored 10 points now.

6 points, 1 rebound, 2 assists and 1 block, the first quarter is not over yet.

"This rookie can shoot three-pointers, watch tight, Chauncey." Big Ben Billups said.

Billups nodded, "It's my fault, I won't let him take a three-pointer easily again."

The two clapped their hands, Billups dribbled the ball forward, passed the ball into the inside line at the top of the arc and gave it to Campbell, Campbell then turned to Hamilton in the bottom corner, and Hamilton caught the ball and made a three-pointer.

Miles took the lead, went to the basket to serve, and sent the ball to Wagner.

Wagner dribbled the ball across half court, James ran to the top of the arc, trying to get the ball, but Wagner didn't give it to him, but turned it to Miles who circled out.

After Miles got the ball, he wanted to let it go, but he was defended by Prince. He almost made a mistake and lost the ball, so he stopped the ball in desperation.

James went around to meet it, but Miles didn't want to pass it to him at all.

When Wagner ran over, Miles couldn't pass the ball when he wanted to pass again, because Billups also surrounded him and snatched the ball from Miles' arms.

"Trash!" James yelled, and turned to chase Billups who was dribbling the ball in front of him.

Billups is fast, but James is taller and has longer legs, and he has an advantage in running in a straight line. He is about to catch up with Billups.

In front, Billups rushed to the basket, took off, and prepared to complete a fast break layup.

Most of the fans at the scene have already raised their hands, ready to applaud Billups' wonderful steal and fast break, and they even cheered out.

"Ah!" Someone couldn't help shouting out.

There are also people who are constantly blinking their eyes, a little in disbelief that what they just saw is real.

The rookie who was chasing after Billups actually gave Billups a chasing cap!
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(End of this chapter)