The team training match is about to begin, and Davis is naturally the main player of the iron game. As soon as he returns, Azubuk's starting and controlling health career is over. But this is normal. Azubuk is an attacking defender. It is really difficult for him to let him organize the team's attack. In the past games, the Warriors' attacks have been messy, and the big reason lies in him, the organizational defender.

The main team is Chamberlain + Pitrus + Jackson + Ellis + Davis, and the substitute team is Evans + Harrington + Barnes + Azubook + Louis. After Davis returns, the Warriors' substitute depth suddenly rises. Azubook and Louis are in charge of the substitute outside, and can definitely control the team's continuous firepower.

Chamberlain jumped the ball without a doubt and won Evans. Thurmond, who was standing on the sidelines to watch the game, shook his head after seeing the performance of the two, and said helplessly: "Evans is not smart. If you want to train this kid to be a good helper for Z in the inside, it will be a big project."

Curry happened to walk in and heard Thurmond's complaint and said, "Do you think Winnie invite you to enjoy the happiness? If you just train Z, your task may not be too simple. I think Winnie had planned it before she went to find you, so that you could help Z train it."

Thurmond glanced at Curry with a slanted eye and said, "This little girl Winnie is very cunning. Do you know the real purpose of her invitation to train you on Z?"

Curry nodded leisurely and smiled: "I'm not like you, who is stupid and thinks that I'm the best in the world all day long. There are many good shooters in the league, and there are more excellent shooters who retire. Winnie chooses me, probably for a purpose - come, Stephen, come and say hello to your uncle Nate."

Curry waved, and a handsome young man standing halfway outside the training hall gate walked in carefully. He looked up at Thurmond, and a slightly shy smile appeared on his handsome face, and said, "Uncle Nate, hello, my name is Curry, Stephen Curry."

Winnie has been standing opposite the court. Since Curry appeared at the door, her eyes have been staring at him. However, it was not the look of a tomboy when she saw the handsome man, but the look of the mother eagle when she saw the little rooster. Curry was shy because of this look that he was frightened by Winnie and felt that the charming woman seemed to be planning to swallow him alive.

Davis dribbled the ball to the frontcourt. He stretched out his right index finger and drew a circle on his head. Petrus smacked his lips and looked at Chamberlain with some concern. Davis's gesture was very simple, that is, the inside player pulled him out and let him play singles. In the previous Warriors game, Davis made this gesture countless times, and then staged a good show of riding alone to save the master countless times.

But the Warriors players felt that they should no longer have such tactics. In the past, they did not have a super inside support, so they could only let their teammates leave the penalty area and pull the opponent's inside out. This is the greatest help Birdlings can bring to the Warriors' outside. But now that they have Chamberlain, they don't need to do anything more.

As the direct beneficiary of this benefit, Louis kindly reminded Davis, saying, "You can give Z the ball, I bet Z will make that guy Evans cry."

He was just a rookie who had just left the campus, with a simple mind and simply thought that Davis didn't pass the ball because he had worked too little with Chamberlain before and was not used to the latter's combat style.

Evans looks like a terrorist, but in fact he has a good temper and is especially good to his teammates. Louis didn't get angry when he said this. He smiled honestly and pushed Chamberlain hard and said that he was actually trying to fight him.

Davis sneered, and he simply did not wait for Chamberlain and Pitrus to move the ball, and the ball was suddenly accelerated. His shoulders were shaking hard in both directions for a week. The sole of the shoe rubbed against the floor and made a sharp "creak" sound. His strong body moved two feet in parallel, and he simply changed directions in front of him and handed the ball in his left hand to his right hand.

While changing hands with the ball, Davis took a step forward with his left foot and followed with his right foot like lightning. He used the shortest time to narrow the distance between him and Louis. It took only half a second for the two of them to be parallel, and Davis quickly dribbled the ball forward and killed him.

Louis was shocked and quickly spread his arms to squeeze Davis with his body, but in comparison he was too thin, so he took the initiative to lean up. Davis pushed his shoulder hard and staggered him twice and retreated.

Davis' chance appeared, and he quickly rushed forward. Evans wanted to come out to make up for the defense. Chamberlain got stuck in front of him and blocked him. Evans couldn't push Chamberlain and could only retreat and turn. Chamberlain didn't let him do what he wanted. He stuck him with his hands back and completely locked him behind him.

Thurmond closed his eyes when he saw this scene and muttered: "There is a long way to go, and a long way to go!"

Davis made a throw shot in the top arc of the penalty area, which is one of his best attack methods. No one defends the shooting percentage of the defensive shooting is of course 100%.

The home team scored first, and the substitute players looked at each other helplessly, and the gap in strength was too big.

Everyone knows that the strength gap between the two teams is very big, but no one says it. This is just a team training match. However, when Davis was running down, he glanced at Louis and sneered: "This is your ability? Rookie, you are so bad. I could play you all the way when I was ten years old."

Louis smiled and didn't care, thinking that it was Davis's trash talk intentionally interfering with him. Chamberlain and others knew that this was not the case. They had trained with Davis many times. Davis claimed to be the boss in the training match, and generally did not speak, and would not say trash talk to his teammates.

Apart from the best-in-class like Payton, even trash talk experts like Miller, Jordan, and Bird will not mock their teammates unless they are too muddy to support them.

Evans served the ball to Louis, and Davis was waiting for him in the middle line. As soon as the opponent passed the midfield, he sneered: "Pass, rookie, pass the ball quickly, don't you like to pass the ball to the inside? This is why I can get 20 million and you can only get 2 million. I can attack by myself, you can only pass the ball to the inside. You are not a defender, you are just a passing machine."

Louis was a little dissatisfied now. He glanced at Davis and passed the ball to Azubuke who came to pick him up.

Seeing this scene, Davis laughed and said, "You did a good job, novices, this is the right choice. Never show your poor offensive skills in front of me, it will only bring shame on yourself!"

Barnes said dissatisfiedly: "Hi, Byron, are you done? This is a team game, not a finals. Can you shut up? I thought you didn't play for a month and your hands were itchy, so it turned out that your mouth was itchy."

Davis looked at Barnes coldly and said, "It's time to shut up, Mr. Barnes. I don't know that I've just left the NBA for a month. The league has changed so much. Can't even stand trash? Then why don't you play in the WNBA? Even the girls will talk trash on the court!"

Jackson pulled Barnes, whose face changed drastically. The latter was always a thorn and would not obey any team. Otherwise, with his ability, he would not have been wandering in the league all the time.

Azubuk is a good attack point because Ellis does not defend at all, especially in the team game. This guy is not good at defending, which is not bad at attitude. There is a fundamental difference between him and McGrady, Randolph and others. Ellis's defensive enthusiasm is still very high.

But Ellis is too thin and likes stealing because he is too active in defense. But he has a short B-handed position, so he is often beaten by his opponents in the game. Fortunately, he has the ability to score in the top ten even in the second position in the league, so he can play in the league.

To compare Ellis, he is an ATM machine, and anyone can withdraw money from him, but in front of him, everyone else is an ATM machine, and it is an ATM machine with a deposit balance of more than him. He can withdraw money from each other, and he gets more money from others.

Azubuke missed a jump shot, Chamberlain turned over and blocked Ellis from taking the rebound, and threw it to Davis.

Davis advanced to the frontcourt, Pitrus withdraws from the penalty area, and Chamberlain is the only one left inside, and Evans is obviously stuck. The position is so good that it is.

Seeing this, Davis drove the ball a few times and passed it to Chamberlain. Seeing this, Jackson and others exclaimed. It seemed that the Warriors' locker room could still be lived in.

Chamberlain is developing mid-range offensive methods recently, so he first made a few fake moves of twisting his back to Evans. The latter was fooled and retreated. Chamberlain immediately withdrew from the penalty area, jumped up, bent his arms and shook his hands, and jumped two steps outside the penalty area to a long jump shot.

‘Bang’, with a crisp sound, the ball hit the ring and bounced away. There was only Evans under the basket, and he easily picked up the rebound.

Davis's face was not very good-looking and said to Chamberlain: "Z, don't take action there, OK? Go to the penalty area, you should stay in the penalty area! Leave it to me and Jackson outside, we will take the mid-range shot, you can grab the rebound or pick-and-roll!"

After saying this, Chamberlain's face was not very good, but he did not get angry. Davis was the point guard and the team's brain, and had the right to direct teammates to fight. Besides, the team's boss was Davis before. No matter from any perspective, he had the right to point fingers at several people.

Thurmond couldn't stand it and said, "Shit, who does this kid think he is? Is he Old Tang? It seems that he doesn't understand yet that the warriors are no longer the warriors of the past!"

Curry shook his head and said subconsciously: "No, man, on the contrary, Davis understands this. He is looking for a fulcrum and constantly making excessive moves to stimulate his teammates and coach Nelson. He wants to know how much tolerate his teammates and coach Nelson..."

As he said this, Curry found that everyone around him was looking at him with strange eyes, and hurriedly closed his mouth, then thought about it and added weakly: "I guessed it, don't be serious."

When Curry called his son into the door, Old Nelson got out. Nelson Jr. replaced him as the referee. He changed his clothes and walked over and asked Curry Jr. "Boy, when will you plan to participate in the NBA draft? Are you interested in my team?"

Curry shrugged and said nothing, and Curry replied for him: "Stephen plans to play in college for another two years. He hopes to participate in the draft in 2009. In fact, I think so too. If he participates in the draft now, he may not be able to enter the first round."

Thurmond curled his lips and laughed: "Don't worry, this kid will definitely enter the first round. I can't guarantee other teams that Old Tang will definitely choose him in the first round, right?"
Chapter completed!