NBA Big Devil: I rule the league with defense

Wang Zhizhi got up straight away, and looked down at the impolite black fat man with a stern face, "Hey fat man, open your eyes and see clearly, we are players, not caddies."

The fat black man scratched his head while looking at the young giant who was half a head taller than him, and looked around. A caddy with such a stature was really impossible.

He laughed loudly, as if to ease the embarrassment, and stretched out a hand:

"Hehe, impulsive young man, hello, big man, my name is Derek Coleman, what's your name?"

Wang Zhizhi also looked at the fat black man, "Hi, I'm Wang Zhizhi, from Huaxia Kingdom."

Derek Coleman, the No. 1990 pick in [-], was once a representative of a generation of top talent, but talent is just talent after all, and unrealized talent is as cheap as toilet paper.

Naturally, Wang Zhizhi has heard of him, but this former proud man is now a 35-year-old veteran who is plagued by injuries. Although his salary can be ranked in the top three on the 76ers salary list, without him , the team can still operate freely.

"Oh, Huaxia Kingdom is a good place. There are beautiful mountains and rivers and weird food there. I went there with my wife when I was young." Coleman squeezed Wang Zhizhi's shoulders, "However, if you want to make a living inside, It's still too thin. Come and practice with me?"

Coleman took off his coat, revealing the number 44 jersey.

"One-on-one?" Wang Zhizhi asked.

"Heh, you young people are so energetic," Coleman patted the ball, slowly dribbled it to the basket, hooked it, missed it, and the ball bounced.

Coleman stretched his muscles and bones, "After all, I haven't played basketball formally in three months, warm up with me, practice the ball, and find out how I feel."

"This..." Wang Zhizhi looked at Han Mo, who was already addicted to the rebounding and shooting training.

At this time, Han Mo seems to have entered the realm of forgetting things and me. I am afraid that he didn't even notice the arrival of Derek Coleman.

"What are you thinking about?" Coleman threw the ball directly, and Wang Zhizhi instinctively caught it.

"The first ball, you come first!" Coleman lowered his body in the interior and prepared a defensive posture.

Now that you have said that, how can you refuse?

Wang Zhizhi looked at Coleman, who was two meters away from him, retreated beyond the three-point line, raised his hand and shot!

To Coleman's astonishment, the three-pointer went into the net!

Wang Zhizhi looked at Derek Coleman with a bit of hostility in his eyes. This is an old fritter who has been selected to the third team of the NBA All-NBA team twice in a row. He has been the absolute main player of the team for most of his career.

He asked me to practice ball for no reason?

Oh, ghosts believe it!

Coleman picked up the basketball, dribbled it up, and pouted at Wang Zhizhi, "Here, rookie, it's my turn!"

Wang Zhizhi was a little puzzled.

Coleman smiled: "Like I said, we're not singled out, we're just practicing. I'm a traditional power forward. I'll never defend the perimeter in my life. It's better than singled out. I just admit defeat. Let me see." Look at your low post defense!"

Coleman is 2 meters tall and weighs 08 kilograms. Due to lack of systematic training, his real weight may be far more than 120 kilograms.

When Coleman leaned on Wang Zhizhi with his back, Wang Zhizhi knew that his strength was beyond his own.

But when Wang Zhizhi thought that Coleman would continue to beat him, Coleman showed off his footsteps, and the steps under his feet were full of fat, and he drew a spinning top dance.

Turn directly from Wang Zhizhi's left to the right, and score with a hook!

"Young man, pay attention!" Coleman seemed a little dissatisfied, stuffed the ball into Wang Zhizhi's arms, and said to him seriously:

"It's your turn, I want to see your ability around the basket. As a big man over 2 meters 10, please don't play such a sissy trick like three-pointers in front of me!"

Seeing Coleman's serious look, Wang Zhizhi didn't say anything more. The inside line leaned against Coleman with his back, and the smell of alcohol radiated from Coleman.

"Playing ball after drinking? Who do you look down on?"

Wang Zhizhi didn't make any unnecessary movements, he just turned around halfway, then he swung out of his position, raised his hand casually, and scored!

His speed wasn't too fast, but Coleman, who was drunk, didn't just hit him casually?

Wang Zhizhi originally thought that he might be able to find some bright spots in this 90-year champion, but he did not expect that he was just a lazy alcoholic, as the outside world said.

Talent can be sold at the age of 20! Is there anyone else who has unrealized talent at the age of 35?

"Boy, that's right, there are still a few more shots." Coleman picked up the ball and served it again, seemingly unconvinced, "Come again, come again!"

"Brother, you should sober up and fight me again," Wang Zhizhi waved his hand, "You're just delaying my training!"

Wang Zhizhi thought to himself, although you haven't achieved much in your life, you have earned tens of millions anyway, so you have the confidence to live like this and wait to die. How can I compare with you?

Coleman grinned, gasping for alcohol, "Looks like I've been underestimated!" He smiled, "Young man, if you score another goal, I won't bother you, okay?"

"Well, let's do it!" Wang Zhizhi had just finished speaking, and the shooting action was ready, and he raised his hand to fire at mid-range!

Coleman just wanted to step forward to block, but it was too late!

Unfortunately, it came out of the basket.

Coleman laughed loudly, "Look, God asked you to play with me for a while! And..." He said in a low voice, "Play with me, I promise you won't suffer. I'll trade the ball for you! Tell you , How should the inside play!"

Wang Zhizhi was taken aback, what is this for?

Coleman stopped talking nonsense, and directly leaned against Wang Zhizhi with his back to prepare for a singles. Coleman pressed his back hard, stuck to Wang Zhizhi, lowered his center of gravity, and leaned back hard!

With such power, Wang Zhizhi obviously couldn't handle it, so he had to try to cut the ball in Coleman's hands.

But with the space created by this unloading, Coleman's footsteps turned, and his elbows roared!

Wang Zhizhi suddenly felt his hairs stand on end, such a thick arm turned to his face, at least he had a concussion!

Wang Zhizhi retreated instinctively, first in fear, then in anger!Do you kill yourself in training?

But when he took a closer look, he found that Coleman's elbow didn't really swing out, but stopped halfway!

If Wang Zhizhi hadn't dodged at that time, the elbow would have touched the tip of Wang Zhizhi's nose at most.

"You're scared! Young man!" said Coleman.

"But you are an obvious foul! Elbow strikes are at least a first-degree malice!"

"Did I elbow you? And, even if I elbow, is it a foul?"

Coleman asked as he raised his hand and threw the ball into the basket casually, "Basketball is not a girl's sport! When I was young, the coach told me that if an inside player didn't get blood once a week, then he would You should get out of the NBA!"

Coleman sent the ball to Wang Zhizhi, "Come on, to be fair, you can elbow me instead!"

At this time, a group of people had gathered on the sidelines, and all the main players of the 76ers had arrived.

Han Mo, who practiced 45° rebounding and shooting until he collapsed, sat on the ground panting heavily, "What is Coleman doing? Didn't he want to kill Dazhi and regain the starting lineup?"

"I asked him," Iverson said bluntly, "Wang is good everywhere, but he is still a little short of becoming a real NBA player."

"Yes," said Michael Olowokandi in a muffled voice, "as long as he was on the field, Coleman's elbow would hit his own mother."