MTL - NBA Backer King-Chapter 22 starter

   Chapter 22 First Release

   At seven o'clock, the visiting team's locker room, the head coach announced tonight's starting lineup.

   "Kevin Johnson, Dan Marley..."

   Paul Westphal pronounced No. 1 and No. 2, and he hesitated at small forward.

  Cedric Ceballos immediately became nervous, stared at the head coach, and clenched his shorts with both hands, for fear of losing his main position.

   He was the No. 20 pick in the second round in 1990. He was very late in the draft. He only averaged 11 minutes of bench time per game in the first two seasons and was not taken seriously.

But this season, the team changed the head coach and went three more starters. There is a serious shortage of people, so he has the opportunity to become the starting small forward, but the playing time has only increased to 21 minutes, less than 30 minutes, and the main position is not Very stable.

   Contrary to him, Richard Dumas, who was in the same room as Wang Tiejun, was looking forward to it and dreamed of getting this main position.

   “…Cedric Ceballos…”

   Then, Westphal read out the starting small forward position.

"yeah!"

  Cedric Ceballos squeezed his fist excitedly.

   "Damn!"

   Dumas grunted in disappointment.

   “…Barkley…”

   Westphal paused again after reading this.

   Only the center was left. At this moment, Wang Tiejun, Mark Weston, and Oliver Miller all looked at the head coach.

   "Old K."

  Westphal looked at Wang Tiejun and then said.

"hey-hey!"

   Comrade Pharaoh suddenly laughed.

   "Damn!"

  Mark West cursed.

"why?"

  Oliver Miller is extremely disappointed. He is a first-round pick and has great potential. Why should the team give up him?

  Although Wang Tiejun's big contract and the afternoon team training match, they had already guessed such a result, but when it actually appeared, it still made them unacceptable.

   At 7:30, the two sides announced the starting lineup.

  Suns: Wang Tiejun, Barkley, Cedric Ceballos, Dan Marley, Kevin Johnson

   Number Team: Andrew Long, Tim Perry, Clarence Witherspoon, Jeff Hornacek, Jose Hawkins

   This game is not broadcast live in the United States, only in the Philadelphia area, and the attention is average.

   But in fact, in the two areas of Philadelphia and Phoenix, because of Barkley and the three Suns starting to exchange owners, the attention of this game is actually very high.

   Judging from the record this season, the deal from Vermont was not a success, because the previous games had fewer wins and more losses.

   But it's not a failure, because Philadelphia didn't make the playoffs last season, and no matter how bad this season's record is, it's just not making it to the playoffs.

  From the point of view of the Suns, the transaction was considered a success. Before Tom Chambers was injured, he was once in the top position in the Western Conference and the league.

   "Tonight Andrew Lang against the perverted coolie from China..."

   At the commentary table, the commentator Roma wanted to praise his center and sneer at Wang Tiejun. When he thought about the strength of Andrew Lang's 5+6, he lost the confidence to speak, and he couldn't go on.

His partner Venus hurriedly said: "In terms of scoring, when the Suns played against the Magic, the perverted coolie played for 30 minutes and only scored two points. It can be seen that he is an offensive idiot. In this regard, Andrew Lang can completely Clean him with his defense."

   Speaking of this, he felt a bit of a problem, because O'Neal failed to seal Wang Tiejun, and was even detained. Although Andrew Lang averaged 1.9 blocks per game, can he really seal that pervert?

   He felt a little empty, and he couldn't go on.

   Their center was too weak, and the two had to change the subject and start talking about the past of Barkley and Philadelphia.

   At 7:45, the starting lineup.

   "Kevin, long time no see!"

   "Jeff, it's great to see you!"

   In the tunnel, Kevin Johnson warmly hugs Jeff Hornacek.

  Except Wang Tiejun, the other players on both sides used to be teammates and greeted each other.

   "Introduce me, my brother, Pharaoh." Buckley introduced at this time.

   "Hello." Wang Tiejun said with a genuine smile.

   "Can he do it?"

   Hornacek glanced at Pharaoh and asked Kevin Johnson in a low voice.

   As a former Suns main shooting guard, he pays close attention to Suns games, and has seen the Suns play against Magic. Although this Chinese has poor statistics, his performance against O'Neal surprised him a little.

   "Better than Mark West anyway."

  Kevin Johnson said something, then smiled at Andrew Lang: "Andrew, you are going to suffer tonight."

  Andrew Lang was startled, glanced at Wang Tiejun, and asked with some doubts, "Kevin, what do you mean?"

  Kevin Johnson laughed: "It seems that you didn't pay attention to our last game."

  Andrew Lang shrugged, nodded and said, "I had a party the night before, and I really didn't watch that game."

   "Andrew, he is very good at strong confrontation." Hornacek reminded.

  Andrew Lang is 211 cm tall and weighs 115 kg. He looks strong, but he has the same style as Milicic in later generations and doesn't like confrontation, so when he heard this, his brows frowned.

   "System, there is no mission in this game?"

Before    appeared, Wang Tiejun looked at the system, and there was no task issued.

The system replied: "If the host completes various achievement tasks, such as scoring, the first time 10+, 20+, 30+, etc., the total score is 500 points, 1000 points, etc., the system will give corresponding rewards, and will not deliberately such tasks."

   After fifteen minutes, the game begins.

  In the middle circle, Wang Tiejun and Andrew Lang jumped the ball.

  Pharaoh's bounce is not very good, but it is not bad at the 5th position. The bounce of the later Death God Durant is more than 60 centimeters.

   Andrew Lang's athleticism is also average, and his bounce is not as good as his, and he can easily take the racket away.

  Sun attack.

  Wang Tiejun squeezed directly to the basket. Andrew Lang blocked it and was immediately squeezed away. His strength and confrontation ability were not on the same level. He successfully entered the basket.

  Andrew Lang circled forward and was pushed away from the basket by him again. He carried the defender with his left arm and raised his right hand to ask for the ball at the top of the arc.

  Kevin Johnson originally wanted to give it to Barkley, but this was Wang Tiejun's first start. Seeing that he had a chance, he hoisted the ball in.

  Wang Tiejun jumped up, grabbed the ball with one hand, and got up again. Just as he was about to dunk, his left arm was caught by Andrew Lang.

"boom!"

The    dunk flew, the ball bounced on the basket, and the referee's whistle sounded.

   "What's so special!"

  Wang Tiejun is a little depressed, his athleticism is really bad, his explosiveness is not enough, and his getting up speed is also slow. If this ball is a dead pervert of O'Neal, it will definitely be two plus one. This is one of the gaps between him and O'Neal.

   "Old K, well done." Buckley came over and encouraged.

   "Brother, get ready to rebound."

When    high fives, Wang Tiejun and Buckley had ear canals.

   His shooting level is only 50, and his free throw ability is very poor. This self-knowledge is still there.

  Buckley shook his face and nodded.

  Wang Tiejun stood at the free throw line, took the ball and dribbled it seven or eight times in a row, and then carefully threw it to the basket.

"boom!"

  The ball was too short and bounced back to the basket.

   "Rookie, I'm finer than you with my eyes closed." Jeff Hornacek teased.

Old Wang rolled his eyes, I'm a center, I've only played for three years, and I haven't touched the ball for almost two years. I've been working hard for the past few months, and now I still have a fart feel in shooting. To be able to touch the basket so far is something to be proud of.

"boom!"

   The second ball hit the basket as always.

  Barkley jumped high, and half of Andrew Lang's head appeared from behind, grabbed the ball from his head, and then recovered a second time, making a drop shot across Andrew Lang and scored the ball.

   (end of this chapter)