Chapter 21: The first performance

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On October 10, 2007, the Speed ​​Loan Center Arena ushered in its first preseason game of the new season.

"Welcome to watch TNT TV. I am the greatest player in history, Sir Charles Barkley. Beside me is my young follower Kenny Smith. Now it is the 2007-2008 season provided by TNT TV. The Washington Wizards vs. Cleveland Cavaliers. This is the Quick Loan Center Arena. Oh, this damn name makes me feel like I'm going to be exploited. It's really ugly." Before the game started, Barkley opened his thick mouth and spitted out stars.

"Hi Hi, Charles, wait, what did you mean just now?"

"What's wrong, Kenny?" Barkley raised his head and looked at Smith with a blank expression. "Don't you think the name of Quick Loan Center Arena is very ugly?"

"I'm not talking about this." Kenny Smith said furiously: "Why do you say I'm your follower?"

"Isn't it?" Barkley said with a naive expression: "When you play basketball, you are Olajuwon's follower, and when you are a commentator, you are naturally my follower. Who is the most popular commentator in TNT? Sir Charles Barkley. Who is Sir Charles Barkley's best partner? Kenny Smith. So of course you are my follower."

"You..." Kenny Smith paused, and a relaxed smile suddenly appeared on his face. He pretended to be careless and raised his right hand, shook the bright championship ring and said, "Yes, I am a little follower. Unfortunately, I am a little follower, there are things you don't have, such as this one."

As we all know, what Barkley is most annoying is that he has never been able to win the NBA championship once, so he especially hates others showing off the championship ring in front of him. Staring at the championship ring in Smith's hand, Barkley's eyes turned red: "Hmph, my grandma can win the championship with Olajuwon at that time."

"Oh, I remember someone seemed to have gone to hug Olajuwon's thighs," Kenny Smith smiled indifferently, "It's a pity that I can't help but hold my thighs. I can't even get to the championship ring. Oh, Charles, that person's level is not as good as your grandma's? Oh, I really can't believe how he played in the NBA?"

When talking about this topic, Barkley's face felt another sting. It's not his fault. Who told the Rockets that at that time encountered a strong enemy? The first season was their strongest time. At that time, Olajuwon was not old and could fly. He also regained his courage, but... he encountered the "Black and White Double Evil" that was at its peak.

The combination of Malone and Stockton made them return in the Western Conference Finals with a grudge.

Then it became worse than it was...

"Okay, Kenny, the game is about to begin. If you are not doing your job properly, you will be deducted from your salary. Let's turn your attention to the game."

"It's useless for you to change the topic so bluntly." This time, Kenny Smith was so proud that he turned to Kenny Smith, who looked at Barkley with his chin and said proudly: "Even if you don't want to mention it, audiences across the United States have already seen it just now."

"Oh, I just got the starting list of two teams, let's take a look." Kenny Smith was completely ignored by Barkley.

"Oh, let's first look at the lineup of the home team Cavaliers. Their starting center is Ilgoskas. Oh, this old guy hasn't retired yet. I really doubt whether his knees can support him in running. Power forward, huh? I haven't seen this name before. I guess he is a rookie. Let's talk about it later. Small forward LeBron James, shooting guard Larry Hughes, shooting guard Damon Jones..."

"Wait, Charles, you're wrong. Damon is the main guard, not the shooting guard." As soon as Barkley's mistake was discovered, Kenny Smith immediately poked it out.

"I was wrong?" Barkley looked at Kenny Smith with contempt: "Kenny, your information is really too backward. Now even my Wanda Wise knows that the organizer of the Cavaliers is LeBron James. What can Damon do? Drip the ball through the halftime and leave it to James, stand at the three-point line and wait for the opportunity? Even if you don't think Damon is a shooting guard, he can't get a few points anyway, and you have to say he is a dribble guard."

"Well, I won't argue with you, you always make sense. By the way, who is Wonder Wise? You finally have a baby, why don't I know?"

"No, it's a stray dog ​​I picked up on the street a few days ago. You know, I've always been a very caring person. Ah, I'm off topic again, let's continue."

After finally introducing the roster in a rough way, the game is about to begin.

Zhang Kong stood on the basketball court, feeling the solid floor and the fanatical atmosphere on the scene.

Basketball...he felt something boiling in his body.

"Don't be too nervous." At this time, Ilgoskas came to Zhang Kong and patted his shoulder gently and said, "Just treat it as a training match. Relax, your ability is no worse than anyone else."

Knowing that Irgoskas wanted to relieve stress from himself, Zhang Kong smiled and said, "Thank you, but I'm not nervous at all, I'm just excited."

As he said that, Zhang Kong looked at his opponent.

Antoine Jamison, the second-ranked Wizards, last season he played 70 games for the Wizards, starting 70 games, averaging 19.6 points and 8.0 rebounds per game, which is very close to 20+10 data. This is already the level of a star-level inside player in the league, especially now that the high-quality inside players in the league are gradually scarce, it is even more impressive.

In Zhang Kong's previous life, Antoine Jamison was sold to the Cavaliers by the Wizards, and then traded to the Lakers. But now, he is still the Wizards' well-deserved second, second only to General Arenas.

"Tonight, defend him, no, seal him!"

Perhaps Zhang Kong's straight and blank eyes stimulated Jamison's nerves. Jamison, who was warming up, turned his head and glared at Zhang Kong, raised his index finger and thumb, and fired a pistol at Zhang Kong.

Such an action naturally caused a shocking boo at the Quick Loan Center Arena. Cavaliers fans gave him merciless booing to Jamison, who dared to provoke the Cavaliers at home.

The referee looked at it and didn't say anything.

The game hasn't started yet, so you can ignore this, otherwise he will be lying for a technical foul.

"Okay, the game is about to begin. How about Charles, which team do you have a good idea tonight?" Kenny Smith asked in the comment seat.

"Of course it's the Cavaliers!" Barkley sorted out his clothes in a decent manner and replied righteously.

"Oh, why?" Kenny Smith screamed and couldn't help asking: "Didn't you always dislike LeBron James and say he's a spoiled child? Why are you optimistic about the Cavaliers now?"

"Oh Kenny, how do you want me to evaluate your IQ. But no wonder, not everyone in this world is as smart as Sir Barkley. Kenny, TNT is so kind. He actually gave you such a decent job. You should be grateful to him, representing the disabled league... Alas, okay, don't look like you want to duel with me." Barkley turned Smith's anger away and leisurely turned the topic away: "I think the Cavaliers will win, LeBron James."

"Why?" Kenny Smith asked gritted his teeth, while working hard to oppress himself. Working hours, working hours, working hours, working hours are all for work...

"Do you still need to ask? There are not many people in the league who will be favored by the referee every time they arrive at critical moments." Barkley shook his head and said, "And he can no longer be called partiality. The league is simply blowing the black whistle naked." Barkley said disdainfully: "You know what to do when I met such a guy in my era? Yes, punch him hard on his face. I promise he will never dare to use this method from now on. When Jordan stole, I taught him a lesson and asked him to give up these insignificant little tricks to concentrate on playing, otherwise how could he achieve what he has today?"

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