Chapter 202 Force him to play!

"Give me the ball!" I shouted and asked for the ball at Michael Jordan.

I have never been like this before. I never took the initiative to ask for the ball when Michael Jordan was on the court. Although Michael Jordan was a little surprised, the basketball was still very stable and dropped to me.

Aaron Williams is only 206 cm tall. Although he is the Nets' starting center last season, he is also the Nets' biggest loophole last season.

The moment I received the ball, my shoulder hit Aaron Williams' left shoulder hard, and then took the ball and entered the paint area in one step.

Kenyon Martin came to double-team, but it was too late. In the air, neither strength nor height was comparable to Kenyon Martin.

Kenyon Martin's hand hit my forearm hard, trying to stop my dunk, but it was all in vain.

Michael Jordan chose me because of my superhuman physical fitness. In this league, no one could pose a threat to me except O'Neal.

2+1.

I silently made two free throws and ran back quickly, making it impossible for Jason Kid to use the fast break pass that he relied on to become famous.

Entering the position to attack again!

This time I let Aaron Williams beside me, and he is not very threatening on the offensive end. The Nets really threaten the other four positions. Even if Aaron Williams receives the ball, with his super slow turning speed, I have enough time to defend him.

Carey Kitels made pick-and-rolls for Jason Kidd, and Jason Kidd suddenly started to attack the paint area, facing Richard Hamilton who was resting his defense, Jason Kidd gently shook his shoulders, one stopped urgently and the other accelerated, making Richard Hamilton stunned there.

I licked my lips with my tongue and stood there calmly, jamming Jason Kidd's route in, and glanced around from time to time. Kenyon Martin was moving to the basket, Carey Kittels was moving outside the 45-degree three-point line, and Richard Jefferson was slipping on the bottom line.

Many choices!

Yes, this is the ability to have a super point guard. His breakthrough will cause too many open spaces and give his teammates a better shot space.

"Beware of your own people, Kidd will leave them to me!" I shouted, reminding my teammates on the field.

The teammates who received my reminder immediately realized what they should do. The gap that should have appeared immediately disappeared.

Jason Kidd widened his eyes and tried to find a route to pass, but now there is no route, he can only do it himself.

The showdown between the defender and the center!

"Kidd broke through! Kwame came out and stuck in the position! Does Kidd want to pass the ball? But it seems that he has no room for passing the ball! Take action, Kidd comes by himself, the defender vs. the center, one-on-one..."

I stood firmly there, holding my arms high and my eyes tightly against Jason Kidd, waiting for the basketball to fly out of Jason Kidd's hand, no matter how many fake moves he had before.

The moment Jason Kidd took the basketball, I jumped up and slapped it hard against the flying basketball.

Michael Jordan was running, Richard Hamilton and Caron Butler were also running. The Wizards fired three arrows from the outside to deal with the Nets' retreat duo.

The ball entered! I shouted, hugging Caron Butler who scored the goal.

"Defend this ball!" I shouted!

"For Kaume, don't play a bachelor! Beware of this goal!" Caron Butler shouted funnyly!

Your mother! This is all about tmd and whatever! But the fans were extremely happy. Under the teasing of the commentators, some fans actually posted a banner: Kill the Nets and get married.

I'm crying without tears!

"Beware of your own people! Leave the insider to me!" I shouted.

Jason Kidd started at high speed again, breaking through Mr. Joe's defense, and then Richard Jefferson slipped through the baseline and came out to defend Caron Butler and Carey Kittels ran back and threw Richard Hamilton away.

The basketball went to Carey Kittles's hand. Facing Michael Jordan who was rushing towards him, his eyes fixed on the basket and shot out the basketball in his hand.

"Rebound!" Michael Jordan shouted, as he seemed to have touched the basketball.

"Leave it to me!" I shouted! I turned around and tried to grab this rebound!

But Aaron Williams, who had been bullied by me, suddenly exerted force and stuck in the best position, preventing me from entering the best board grab position.

The basketball bounced onto the basket and fell straight down. I jumped high and shouted: "Carlos!"

The basketball was pulled out from Aaron Williams' head by me, and Carlos Boozer heard my shout and understood it in a position where I needed him to appear.

"Be careful!" Michael Jordan shouted!

Carlos Boozer, who received the rebound, was about to hold the basketball tightly when a big hand slapped the basketball from bottom to top!

The basketball flew into the air again.

"My!" Kyrie Kittles shouted!

"My!" Richard Hamilton was also shouting!

The two of them hit each other hard and both lay on the ground!

The basketball was finally picked up by Caron Butler.

I admire Kyrie Kittles' courage. He didn't have the advantage of the ball just now, but he was still struggling to compete. But if you don't admire anyone in this world, you have to give him the victory. The Wizards are not lacking in the desire for victory. The most noble respect for those who admire him is to defeat him.

I stood up and continued to ask for the ball. I wanted to play Deakinbe Mutombo as soon as possible. I couldn't leave him enough rest time, otherwise it would be difficult to play in the fourth quarter.

The basketball was handed to my hand, and I sat down hard, dribbled the ball, and pushed back hard, pushing Aaron Williams back two consecutive steps.

It was already under the basket. Before Kenyon Martin rushed over, I turned around, held the ball in both hands, and smashed it hard towards the basket.

This is the traditional way of playing for centers, and it is also the safest way of playing. As long as your strength is enough, you will have a success rate of more than 80. Obviously, Aaron Williams's power is simply not comparable to mine.

Kenyon Martin did not dare to slap my arm this time. If he slap me again, he would be four offenders, and it would be time to get off the court and take a break!

The Nets finally paused!

Without Deakinbe Mutombo, there would be no rebounds and inside defense. Last year's Nets lost to the Wizards in the regular season because I broke Aaron Williams into a scum at that time.

Deakinbe Mutombo, the first superstar in NBA history to be elected the best defensive player for four consecutive times, was finally beaten by me.

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Chapter completed!