NBA Tyrant

At 2:30 p.m., Howard warmed up with Nelson on the sidelines in preparation for the upcoming intra-team practice game.

Francis, Mobley, and Cato on the other side were also on the side, talking about something beside him.

On the surface, Howard seems to be calm and light, but in fact, the whole person is already in a state of excitement.

"Boss, how do you say you'll split up for a game later?" Nelson asked curiously, bouncing lightly in place.

"We'll find out later, Francis will pick a team first, and we'll choose from the rest of the team. Howard's tone was light-hearted, and he seemed indifferent.

I thought to myself, as long as a few teammates with three-point ability on the team were not all selected, the team formed by Francis would have the confidence to win.

The only thing to worry about is the three-point shooting rate of the old cat Mobley, looking at the three-point shooting rate and two-point shooting rate in previous seasons, Mobley has been very stable and is a very good shooter, which he can't limit on the outside, and Mobley's defensive ability is also excellent.

The Francis team is still short of a small forward and a big forward, the small forwards in the team are Hill and Andrew, and the big forward position, Tekoglu, Garriti, and Bradley all have three-point and projection ability, among which Tekoglu is a very good spatial interior line, and the three-point shooting rate is also the highest.

Howard was still analyzing his teammates in his mind, when a group of people walked in at the gate of the training ground.

It was Head Coach Johnny, General Manager Wiesbrodt, Operations President Dandworth, Public Relations Manager, Administration Manager, three assistant coaches, and their assistants and gym staff.

Head Coach Johnny stepped forward, "Everyone, you should be almost warmed up!"

Seeing everyone nodding, Johnny continued: "Then start our intra-team game immediately, we are divided into two teams, led by Francis and Howard respectively. Hill is in charge of being the referee, and our coaching staff will do statistics and evaluations of each player off the field, come on, Francis, you choose your team first!"

Francis stepped forward and glanced around, "Coach, I choose Mobley, Andrew, Bradley, Cato. "

Okay, then Howard, it's time for you to choose your teammates!" Johnny motioned for Howard to choose his teammates.

"As a manager, I'm going to pick Nelson, Stevenson, Garriti, Turkoglou.

Howard also glanced around, and saw that the teammates selected by Francis had consciously walked to Francis's side, and the rest of the teammates were looking at him, so he also reported the teammates he thought were suitable.

"Don't be discouraged if you don't get selected, it's not just one training match today, it's just that the first one is selected and the first to play.

Johnny saw a few of the players with a look of loss in their eyes, so he comforted him and clapped his hands.

"So, Francis, Howard, I'll give you 5 minutes to work out your tactical play, you guys prepare yourself, and when the time comes, start playing!" Johnny

finished and walked back to General Manager Wiesbrod and the others.

At this time, there were already chairs and long tables lined up on the sidelines, and everyone was sitting on the sidelines, waiting for the game to begin.

Howard didn't talk nonsense, motioned for everyone to surround him, and then took out the tactics board and drew tactics on the tactics board.

"Tekoglu, on the offensive end, you're in charge of blocking your teammates, and then you're on the bottom corner of the three-point line, ready to catch and shoot, remember, that's how you run... Such... As soon as the ball is in your hands, you make a decisive shot, understand?"

"OK, understood!" "

Stevenson, you're in the other corner, like Turkoglou, ready to catch and shoot...... Garriti, you're 45 degrees outside the three-point line on the left, and you're running off the ball and blocking ...... with Turkoglou

" "Okay, I'll move on to our defense...... We prevent the attack, but not to completely let the opponent break through easily, but to follow the opponent, compress the opponent's movement route, the inner line has me, I will help defend at any time, block the opponent's breakthrough route.

Howard quickly explained the tactical play of the one-star shooting system on the offensive and defensive ends.

Howard knows very well that this is his only chance to get to the heart of the team and that he has to give it his all.

Francis, on the other side, was also quickly explaining tactics.

"We mainly play pick-and-roll...... Later...... Mobley, you have to be resolute ......" "

Beep!" Hill stood in the middle of the court and blew the whistle to signal the players from both sides to take their positions in the middle of the pitch, and the game was about to begin.

Howard raised his right hand, "Here, let's refuel!" and

the five of them touched their right hands together.

"One, two, three, come on!"

Howard stood in the center circle and Cato prepared to jump the ball to decide the ball for the first round.

Hill stood between the two and threw the basketball in his hand, Howard immediately jumped without any suspense, and the basketball was easily slapped by Howard to his teammates.

Nelson dribbled to the outside of the three-point line, and the other four began to settle into position, with Turkoglou and Stevenson running to the bottom corner and Garrity outside the 45-degree three-point line.

Howard got into position, pressed Cato behind him, and motioned for Nelson to drop the ball to himself.

"Nelson, good pass!" Howard received the ball and turned to face Cato.

Cato is 211 centimeters tall and weighs 116 kilograms, and at the age of 30, he moves slowly and has average defensive ability, and now he is more of a blue-collar who grabs rebounds and blocks and picks, occasionally using his good projection to make up for his defensive holes from the offensive end.

Howard took a slight look at Cato's defensive position and saw that Cato was close to him, his hands bobbing in front of the ball and in front of his eyes, trying to interfere with him.

Considering that he was a teammate on his own team, Howard did not choose to play with his back so as not to accidentally injure Cato.

Howard's eyes narrowed, he dribbled the ball with his right hand and took a step to the right, then turned quickly, walked to the left baseline, used his footwork and speed, easily skimmed Cato, came to the basket, jumped directly, and completed a hanging basket dunk.

The whole process was effortless, and Cato's defense was like nothing in front of Howard.

"Haha, Cato, you can't stop me!" Howard shook his finger at Cato before halftime.

"......" Cato pouted, he was already 30 years old, and he was not interested in arguing with Howard, who was less than 19 years old.

"Don't worry, Cato, let's get a ball back! Give him some color and see!" Francis came to the baseline, received Cato's serve, and comforted Cato.

Cato nodded, and ran to the front.

Howard returned to his own half and high-fived Nelson.

"Boss, this ball is beautiful!" Nelson, as a dog, immediately sent his own sycophants.

"Defend well, you're playing against Francis, follow him, don't let him shoot easily, if he breaks through, I'll come to help defend!" Howard told Nelson again to defend the point.

"Don't worry, boss, I'll defend seriously. Nelson patted himself lightly on the chest and reassured.

Howard nodded, stood in front of the penalty area, looked at Francis who came with the ball, and yelled: "Brothers, let's defend this ball!" Francis

, who came to the three-point line, naturally heard Howard's voice, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and his eyes showed disdain.

Looking at the rookie guard in front of him, who was half a head shorter than himself, Francis was thinking about how to humiliate Howard and the rookie in front of him.

Francis is 191 centimeters tall, while Nelson is only 183 centimeters, and his real height may be shorter, but Nelson weighs 91 kilograms, which is 3 kilograms heavier than Francis.

Nelson can completely carry Francis, he is completely good at physical confrontation, and Nelson's speed is not slow, which makes him not easily passed or eaten by Francis when he is facing Francis.

Francis bowed down and motioned to his teammates to pull away, he wanted to play singles, the first ball, Francis decided to use his speed and dribbling skills to complete a crossover to score, and teach the two rookies who don't know the height of the sky to teach a lesson.

As he thought of it, Francis rhythmically alternated his left and right hands on the dribble, constantly changing his center of gravity and looking for holes in Nelson's defense.

Howard is on the inside, while keeping an eye on Cato, while looking at the two opposite sides at the top of the arc from time to time, Francis's breakthrough singles ability is undoubtedly strong, and it is really hard to say whether Nelson can prevent it, and he has to help defend at any time.

"Oh no!" Howard watched as Francis used a passing move similar to Iverson's classic to trick Nelson's center of gravity away and change direction to break through from Nelson's right side.

But fortunately, Nelson, who was passed, firmly remembered what Howard said before the game, after being abrupt, he would continue to follow Francis, although he was one position behind, he still did not give up defense.

Howard waited until Francis burst out of the box to take a step, immediately moved a step to the basket, bent his knees and prepared to block Francis, but did not rush to jump, Howard was confident that when Francis jumped out, he jumped up again to block and complete the block on Francis.

At this time, Francis saw that Howard was stuck on his breakthrough route, his speed had risen, and it was impossible to choose the brake, otherwise, Nelson, who was closely following behind, would definitely reach out from behind to steal.

In an instant, Francis's eyes were ruthless, his feet stepped heavily, and the whole person bounced off the floor in an instant, and Francis raised his right hand holding the ball high.

Rising rapidly in the air, Francis looked at the basket that was getting closer and closer to him, his heart was extremely excited, his eyes became more and more fierce, he grabbed the ball with his right hand and slashed towards the basket with all his might.

At this time, Francis only had the basket in his eyes, completely ignoring Howard, who had been waiting under the basket for a long time.

By the time Francis jumped, Howard was ready to jump, and by the time Francis held the ball high, ready for an exciting tomahawk slam.

Howard's feet tightened and exploded, jumping vertically on the spot, and his hands pressed hard against the basketball that Francis had slashed into the basket.

Francis had a madness in his eyes as he was about to feel the thrill of a heavy dunk and show off his talent to the head coach, general manager and management.

But suddenly there was a huge shock force from his right hand, and he wanted to press the basketball in his hand down, and then his body seemed to hit a wall, making it impossible for him to maintain his balance.