Kwame Brown's Freshman

Chapter 156 Divisional Finals [-]
I was supposed to post it tomorrow, but in order to keep updating, tomorrow is the time to decide to recommend next week. I really don’t want to continue streaking, so I quickly coded up a chapter and posted it. .

"Billy, I have good news for you. Stoudemire wants to come to your team." Kim Terry called the Nets general manager.

"Stoudemire? Amare? Are you kidding me?" When he got to the office, he received a call from his old friend. Billy King thought the other party was joking.

"Would I joke with you like this? It's estimated that Amarai's agent, Jane Neat, will contact you in a short time. I'm just reporting to you in advance." Terry said.

"Oh, you must be thinking something when you say that?" Billy knew this old friend very well.

"That's right. When the time comes, you should first discuss with Nite to pretend that you are not interested in Amare, and let Nite spread the word that the reason Amale wants to leave is because of D'Antoni, you understand! Then the specific operation I'll let you know."

"Jin, so that's the case, you really are still so treacherous." Billy happily agreed.

"Okay, I'll take care of that." Terry put down the phone and couldn't help laughing, "Head Coach, it looks like he's about to get it!" Thinking that he would soon be able to coach Steve Nash, Terry was excited for a while. The season finale?The head coach is not himself!It's none of your business.

The third game of the Eastern Conference Finals started on time. The Detroit Pistons were really tenacious. It can also be said that O'Neal was unlucky. He accidentally pulled his groin while entangled with the Pistons Twin Towers and had to leave the game for treatment.Mourning can only return to the center position, but Mourning, who has lost a kidney and is very old, is no longer the best defensive player of the year, and he can't let go of Rasheed Wallace, who is at his peak. Rasheed became the main attacking point of the Pistons, focusing on the inside, and quickly opened the score.The Pistons beat the Heat at home to tie the score at one to two.

In Miami, O'Neal is sighing in his seaside villa, just now he has been ruled by the team to take early vacation.

Also sighing is Pat Riley in the general manager's office of the American Airlines Center. For the Heat, this year is undoubtedly a good time to win the championship. Among them, Wade and Haslem also played strong this year, and Wade was selected to the best team, but the head star is now seriously injured and has to suspend the game, which can be said to be extremely sad.

Riley looked at the lineup in front of him, and it was actually okay, but it's not the regular season now!If it's the regular season, let O'Neal rest enough.O'Neill can barely play if he plays, but if the injury is serious, the gain will not be worth the loss. He just renewed a [-]-year [-] million contract, so nothing can go wrong.

"Are we going to play against those Detroit workers again?" Kobe also sighed, "Speaking of which, I would still prefer to play against that fat man."

"I think it's okay. It's okay to play against anyone. Anyway, the opponent is either the best offensive player or the best defensive player." Kwame doesn't mind, anyway, the opponents are so tough.

On the contrary, the atmosphere in Detroit is completely different.

"Chauncey, do you want to win the Russell Cup again? We have this chance again! I can't wait for the moment when I win the O'Brien Cup!" Rasheed Wallace's loud voice was heard by the whole team arrive.

Larry Brown's roar came immediately: "Want the O'Brien Cup? You are still far away! Practice running for me!"

"Yes." Rasheed Wallace is not afraid of anything, but Larry Brown. The villain in the Trail Blazers was like a kitten in front of Larry Brown.

Larry Brown smiled when he saw Rasheed's appearance, but he was still very sad. The team is in the best condition this year, but it's hard to say after this year. There is only one reason. The soul of the team, Ben- Wallace's contract expires!The team's salary has reached its limit. If Ben Wallace is given an annual salary of tens of millions, he will need to pay a luxury tax, but the stingy team management will never pay such a salary.Even their annual salary of [-] million is considered too high. This may be the team's last glorious year.

The words are divided into two parts, and the Lakers will host the visiting Phoenix Suns.

The Lakers' morale is strong and they are united. In contrast, the Suns just lost, and the players and coaches in the team each have their own little calculations, and their mental outlook has not been the same from the beginning.

Everyone in the Suns team is lifeless, no, there is one more person, he is full of fighting spirit!

"Damn it, did you use the medicine today? Or is D'Antoni out of his mind, making you not listen to the shot?" Kwame was exhausted by Stoudemire's crazy attack before halftime. When the Suns' offense fell into position, Stoudemire just sat and asked for the ball to play. He was very active and full of energy, and the Lakers slowed down the pace. The Suns played more positional games today than in the previous two games.

"Huh, you know I'm good!" Stoudemire said a word, and then he started to pant again. He took [-] crazy shots in the halftime, not only Kwame who was defending him was tired, but Stoudemire himself was also tired. You are much better, you see I have [-] points, but you are only [-] points!"

Kwame looked up at the scoreboard, and looked at Stoudemire, "Oh my God, I was unlucky to meet you. You are all behind by more than [-] points, and you are still playing singles here! Pass the ball!" Kwame thought before Shocking Stoudemire to shoot himself, disrupting the opponent's offensive rhythm, and now he actually let the opponent play team basketball, there is no other reason, from the beginning to the present, Stoudemire has been constantly attacking, although Kwame has suppressed Stoudemire's efficiency to Heinous, but Kwame himself was exhausted.

"Hmph, why, be afraid! I just want to blow you up!" Stoudemire will not give up the ball, "[-] of [-], this shooting percentage is not bad, at least it's passable, anyway, it's about to transfer, the Suns The relationship between winning and losing has nothing to do with me."

"Don't tell me you came to refresh the data at the last moment!" Kwame suddenly thought of something.

"It seems that you guessed it, I'm sorry!" Stoudemire asked Nash for the ball again, and singled Kwame again.

Stoudemire not only made crazy shots to score his own score, but also worked hard on the defensive end. No, it should be said that he defended Kwame very hard.Kobe and other outside players break through to the inside and Stoudemire doesn't care about it, but as long as Kwame has the intention to catch the ball, Stoudemire will immediately squeeze up, just to prevent Kwame from attacking comfortably, anyway. Score.Kwame got [-] shots in the first half, and he got it while his opponent was resting.

"What are you doing? If you defend like this, don't you want to collect data? Otherwise, we will not defend and collect each other's data?" Kwame wanted to interfere with the opponent's attention, but Stoudemire was not fooled.

"Hmph, your poor data can show how good my data is!" It turned out that Stoudemire had such an idea, and Kwame felt like crying.

In contrast, the other players of the Lakers played very well. Odom pulled Marion to the outside, Stoudemire entangled Kwame, Nash was a sieve, Joe Johnson was not much better, and neither was Richardson. Defensively, Kobe, Finley, Miller, Ariza and other outsiders scored as easily as drinking water under the control of Kidd, and the game became smoother.

(End of this chapter)