I stole James

Chapter 39 I think he can play center

Big Z is naturally willing to end up with James' partner.

Although McGinnis is not as familiar with James as Big Z is, but he gets along well on weekdays. After James told him, he was willing to end the game.

Ricky Davis also recommended himself as the referee for both sides. He always felt that he was the boss of the Cavaliers, and as the boss, he should stand up and uphold justice at these times.

Twelve minutes into the game, the two sides tossed a coin to decide which side would attack first. As a result, Miles got the right to attack first.

Miles serves Wagner, and McGinnis sticks it to defend Wagner. They are both about the same height, both in their early 1s, but Wagner is faster than McInnis, and the three-person basketball has more space on the court. A little bit, breakthrough is also easier, after a feint, he rushed in.

Big Z, who was guarding the basket, raised his defense and came out. Seeing this, Boozer moved to the left along the bottom line.

Wagner hits the ball and passes it to Boozer, who catches it, spins and jumps for the shot.

But he faintly felt something was wrong in the air, and his heart tightened inexplicably, and then out of the corner of his eye, he saw James rushing towards him from the side like a whirlwind, like a rhinoceros, and like a tank, but the tank is not so fast The speed, whistling will arrive.

The moment Boozer shot, James' big hand also slapped hard.

But he missed the shot, and Boozer was a little faster, avoiding James' cap, but the basketball was affected, hit the edge of the basket, and bounced out.

"His speed feels faster than yesterday's game." Assistant coach Larry said in amazement, "Did he keep his strength during the game?"

Silas nodded, "The speed has become faster, and the defensive momentum has become stronger."

"How did he do it?" Larry couldn't figure it out.

Silas shook his head. He was as confused as Larry now, he couldn't figure it out, so he had to focus on the field.

Big Z got the rebound and handed it to James to take out the three-point line.

James dribbled the ball to the top of the arc, and while dribbling the ball, he hooked his fingers at Miles, "Trash, come and defend me!"

Miles was so angry that his nose was smoking. He moved up, opened his arms, and stood in front of James, "Rookie, you asked for it. I will torture you so scared that you will go back to your mother and cry. "

"Then you have to be careful, and see how I help your mother teach you. Usually, I don't have much patience to discipline a fool like you, just hit me directly."

As James said, he moved. After dribbling the ball from his crotch, he passed the ball from his left hand to his right hand. He didn't even bother to make a feint, so he directly raised his shoulder and leaned against Myers.

He really wanted to try how he felt when he was trying his best, and when he fell asleep, someone sent a pillow, and Miles delivered it to his door, so there was nothing else to say, just try to crush the opponent with his body.

"Boom"!The sound of muscles colliding.

After Miles saw him move, he wanted to move a little sideways to continue intercepting, but when he collided with James, he felt hit by a huge force, and he staggered backwards. I couldn't control the strength of my feet, so I fell to the ground with my buttocks.

James has already rushed over with the ball.

"What a strong physical strength!" Silas shouted in his heart.

Boozer came up on defense, but James didn't have any idea of ​​stopping and braking at all, just one word, reckless!

Boozer is also a muscular man. He is confident that he can stop James. It seems that his body is bigger than James.

The two jumped under the basket almost at the same time. When they jumped, Boozer raised his arms, ready to intercept James' shot.

It's just that Boozer didn't expect that he would be knocked backward by James.

At the same time, James has thrown the ball into the basket while his body is falling.

Larry was a little stunned watching from the sidelines, "Paul, is he really just a point guard? I think he can play a center. Such physical strength! He can actually knock Boozer away! This really surprised me !"

"I also find it a bit incredible. A high school student has such a strong body, which is tailor-made for the NBA." Silas could understand the shock in Larry's heart, because he was also shocked.

Silas was born as an NBA player and played at the forward position. Of course, he knows what a strong body means on the court.

As far as defense is concerned, oh, Silas' defense is a strong point, and he gained a foothold in the league by relying on defense. Of course, he thinks of defense first. If he is strong, he can defend against many opponents. Suppress you, immobilize you, and see how you can attack.

As far as offense is concerned, it seems that it can be simpler, just rely on strength to break through the defense, if you can't stop it, you can only be eaten obediently, and physical strength can crush many fancy moves.

"YES! YES!" James, who scored the goal, clenched his fists and waved them down continuously.

He is very excited, if you ask him a question at this moment, what is the pleasure of playing basketball?
That is crushing, crushing everything.

He also finally understood why he didn't need to make too many fake moves when he watched James play in his previous life, just one moment, and then rushed in.

At that time, I felt that James had no technical content and relied purely on his body, which was not as chic and elegant as the four major shooting guards.

Now when he can play like this, he can understand, need those?No need, it's so simple, it can be done in one go, it's such a simple thing, why so much effort?
Big Z ran over and bumped his chest with James to celebrate, "You played great! LeBron!"

Miles rubbed his chest that hurt from being hit by James, and walked towards Boozer, "This kid is a bit evil."

Boozer ignored Miles. He was strong and strong. Although he was knocked out by James in the air, he didn't suffer too much. "This guy may really be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger! Saidu still has his strength."

Myers said in surprise: "How is it possible, it doesn't look like that."

"It's just because he doesn't look like that makes people feel terrible. We can't see through him. Do you remember the one-on-one match between him and Wagner? At that time, he completely crushed Wagner on the court. His state today is very different from that day. Like." Boozer frowned.

"Then what does he want to do? He doesn't play with all his strength during the game, but he plays hard during training. He has never lost our heads-up or intra-team games." After listening to Boozer's analysis, Mike Ernes also felt something was wrong.

Boozer reached out and touched his bald head, thinking for a while, "This matter is a bit troublesome..."

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(End of this chapter)