stadium ambition

Chapter 5 Is this a high school student?
"Okay, keep talking." Su Yang felt that the analogy to 'Duan Yu' was quite appropriate.

"Let me also introduce our situation to you." Hu Hao pointed to the fat man, "This guy is as fat as a pig, but he is oiled on his body and he runs very nimbly. In our team, he is mainly responsible for attacking the basket with cover... "

Hu Hao introduced them one by one, and Su Yang nodded frequently. After turning around, he roughly understood: Fatty is very flexible. Card positions grab boards.

Hu Hao himself is the main control and main attacker, and is responsible for calling out what tactics to play in each round. The main technical characteristics are changing directions, breakthroughs and long-range shots, and the passing is also good. And that old Bi, who couldn't come because of something, is their team's number one. Tough hand.

Overall, they are a team with two guards as the core, and the other three are functional players, a bit like the Trail Blazers led by Lillard and McCollum. Now there is one less core guard, and the combat effectiveness has dropped sharply .

"The situation is like this, so I hope you, brother, will defend that Mr. Zhao. The four of us will still play according to the usual tactics. As long as you stay in the spot and have an opportunity, we will definitely pass the ball to you." Hu Hao showed a little nervousness, as if Worried that Su Yang would find it hard to accept, he added: "It's not that I don't believe you, but to maximize combat power."

"No problem." Su Yang readily agreed, agreeing to such an arrangement from the bottom of his heart.

After all, not everyone can be like Klay Thompson, who can insert into any team anytime, anywhere, keep scoring efficiently without occupying the ball, and is not destructive, otherwise there is no such thing as "run-in".

"Then our defensive strategy has two main points." Hu Hao said, "The three-point line focuses on oppression. Once it is broken through, immediately join hands to block the middle, and try to force them to take more long-distance two-pointers. It is best to squeeze through the screen. .”

"Okay, just defend like this, the classic routine is worth imitating." Su Yang gave two thumbs up to agree.

This defensive strategy sounds like the old Spurs. Popovich has tried it repeatedly for many years, because most players have extremely poor long-distance two-point ability.

"Hurry up and warm up." After Hu Hao finished speaking, he immediately started stretching, and the fat and fat people followed suit.

Su Yang started the ninth set of radio gymnastics by himself, completely ignoring the surprised eyes of the audience.

10 minutes passed in a blink of an eye, Mr. Zhao put down his drink, put aside the many beautiful girls, got up and walked to the middle circle of the court, clapped his hands to attract attention, and then said: "Everyone, I will solemnly introduce myself to everyone..."

While Su Yang was warming up, he listened to the bilingual self-introduction in both Chinese and English. It turned out that Mr. Zhao had just founded a streetball website, and he was here to promote it this morning. What I do is to establish a streetball league in Southern California, hoping to help Chinese and Chinese Americans better integrate into local life.

"Bullshit, this guy is using Chinese students to help him play games for free to make money." Hu Hao was full of anger, and briefly recounted the experience of one of his classmates being cheated. He was very angry that Mr. Zhao didn't formulate insurance measures for the players.

Su Yang didn't answer the question. To make a judgment on this kind of thing, he needs to know more information.

"OK, after talking about myself, let me introduce my four teammates..."

Mr. Zhao turned around and motioned for four black players to enter the field. Three of them, as if they had rehearsed beforehand, shouted the streetball website domain name in unison. Although it seemed a bit reluctant, it might be that the money was too much and the voice was very loud.

According to Mr. Zhao, the three who called out were former members of the USC school team, and the one who didn't call out was Gabe Pruitt, a member of the active USC school team, and the height of the four were all around 185, only Gabe was thin.

"I've finished speaking!" Mr. Zhao raised his hands high, and turned to face the five of Su Yang, "How are you getting ready?"

"Come on!" Hu Hao responded loudly, leading the four of them into the arena, "Da Zhuang, you guard against the afro, Er Hou guards against the dreadlocks, the fat man guards the curly hair, leave the school team to me, Su Brother, keep an eye on that pretender."

The four of them hummed and responded, and they all stood at the top of the arc, booing and shouting around the audience, and the atmosphere became restless.

In the 10-minute field game, the rules were rather chaotic. First, the rock-paper-scissors decision was made on which side to attack first. Each round was still played for 24 seconds by the NBA standard, and as long as there was a foul, two free throws were required to avoid intentional delay.

Su Yang was preparing to punch as a representative, and Mr. Zhao waved his hands smartly: "Let you attack first."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Gabe Pruitt again: "Leave me alone this time, you guys beat me hard, end it early."

Suddenly, the sound of electric microphones sounded from the sidelines, and everyone turned their heads subconsciously, and saw a black man in a turban holding a microphone for debugging, as if he was preparing to explain the upcoming game, and the atmosphere on the scene became more restless.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the battle between black and yellow is about to begin, and I want to hear your screams!" The turbaned man's cry pierced through everyone's eardrums like a magic voice, directly reaching everyone's thoughts, and the scene resounded with cheers instantly.

"Come on." The five of Su Yang clapped their hands, and the game officially started.

Da Zhuang kicked off from the baseline, Hu Hao caught the ball and pushed forward, and Su Yang ran to the left corner of the frontcourt to stand still.

Mr. Zhao ran over and turned sideways to Su Yang. It seemed that he was taking care of both people and balls, and looked a bit professional.

On the other side, Hu Hao took the ball to the right wing, turned around and passed it to Da Zhuang at the top of the arc, and went down the wall to block the dreadlocks.Er Hou took the opportunity to get rid of the defense, strode along the sideline to the right 45°, received a pass from Da Zhuang, twisted his hips and cut to the three-point line.

This is a typical UCLA routine. The three of them worked together very well. However, the black team was also familiar with this basic tactic. Dirty Braid had no intention of catching up. Gabe switched defenses directly and followed Erhou to the free throw line.

Seeing that they could not get rid of it, the two monkeys slammed on the brakes. Unfortunately, Gabe Pruitt slammed to a stop, and the center of gravity was not affected.

The two monkeys pretended to jump and shoot, Gabe held up his right hand and stayed where he was, with his center of gravity still balanced.

The offense was a bit stagnant, and Hu Hao shouted loudly to remind him.Da Zhuang hurried down, and the free throw line set up a wall to block the curly hair of the black team. The fat man took the opportunity to cut the unguarded basket, rushed into the three-second zone in a blink of an eye, and stretched out his hand to signal a pass.

Seeing that they were about to cooperate, Gabe Pruitt turned sideways to block the passing route, and the two monkeys hurriedly turned their bodies to adjust their positions, but in such a short time, the curly hair had already chased the fat man again, and the opportunity to attack was gone.

Relying on the sensitivity of the long-term game commentary before, Su Yang realized that the 24-second attack time was running out. He bent over and accelerated decisively, as if turning on the flash skill, and rushed to the left 45° with a 'biu', shouting and stretching out his hands to prepare catch the ball.

The two monkeys hesitated, and reluctantly chose to pass the ball, then stepped forward, erected a human wall to block the chasing Mr. Zhao, and Gabe Pruitt followed like a shadow to change defenses, without any contempt, and took a solid posture .

Su Yang made a three-threat move. Seeing that Gabe intended to block the right path, he decisively raised his hands high, and at the same time raised his right foot to cross step to the left to test it. When Gabe slid sideways, he immediately retracted his right foot and lowered his center of gravity. Try to break through step by step.

Gabe immediately turned around to block, Su Yang pulled low and swept across the front of his body, and went left to force his way inside.

The speed was extremely fast, but Gabe was even faster, and immediately stuck to his side again, and raised his right hand to block his sight.

Su Yang subconsciously stopped pulling the ball and turned around, directly swaying the space, but Gabe intercepted it again by quickly moving laterally.

At the same time, under Zhao Gongzi's gesture, many beautiful girls on the sidelines counted down loudly, 'three, two...'

In the blink of an eye, Su Yang half-turned and pulled the ball back. He jumped up instantly, facing Gabe's block, and shot backwards.

bass!The basketball is hollow into the net.

Gabe stood there blankly, his eyes full of self-doubt, staring at Su Yang, and the generals of the black team were also full of confusion.

"Wow, who can tell me that this guy is a player from that university?" The man in the hood was a little shocked.

"This is my brother Su, a senior in high school." Hu Hao shouted in response, his tone full of excitement and pride.

"Is he a high school student?" The hooded man almost dropped the microphone, "Kobe is a high school student?"

(End of this chapter)