Oakland, part of the entire Greater San Francisco.

In the United States, cities have a cluster effect, that is, there is a phenomenon of grouping between cities.

Generally, a huge urban circle or urban agglomeration will be formed around a large city.

Outside urban agglomerations or urban circles, the western region is often boundless wilderness and vast pasture farmland; in the eastern region there are a large number of factories, power stations and small towns.

In California, there are three urban clusters, namely San Francisco, Los Angeles and Sacramento.

As a satellite city that is only one bay away from San Francisco, Oakland is naturally often seen as a part of San Francisco.

Even though the Golden State Warriors' home court is in Oakland, it has never been called the Oakland Warriors, and the Warriors still represent the entire Greater San Francisco.

Because of this, Gan Guoyang never thought about the difference between Oakland and San Francisco streetball?

After listening to Chamberlain's words yesterday, Gan Guoyang did not run to the Binhai Stadium to continue the rule of "Gun Rose". Instead, he took the bus alone, crossed the St. Franscico Bay, and headed to Auckland opposite to find the strongest street basketball player on the West Coast.

In Gan Guoyang's mind, streetball should be just a game.

Especially in later generations, Gan Guoyang was influenced by a lot of street ball videos. Looking at those fancy but unpractical dribblings often were illegal and foul actions; and also the seemingly weak bodies of street ball players, everything proved that street ball balls were just a flashy performance.

Just like Kung Fu, the ones used to hit people are often easy to use but not good to watch, while the ones used to perform and use on TV and movies are martial arts, which are good to watch but not easy to use.

However, after Gan Guoyang arrived in the United States in the 1980s, it still made some changes to streetball.

Whether at the Marina Stadium, the "Cancer" team at Golden Gate Park, and the group of fish in Inglewood, their basketball skills are still quite good in their amateurs.

At that time, streetball seemed to have not pursued excessive glamor and fancy. The game was still a game, and it still had to rely on fierce confrontation and steady skills to win, not just a dribbling performance.

When Gan Guoyang entered the Palo Alto High School basketball team and began to receive regular basketball training, and the talents he possessed began to be developed, the street experts who once could fight him all turned into native chickens and tiles.

Since then, Gan Guoyang no longer cared about street ball. For him, playing on the street is just a pure entertainment. He sets the difficulty for himself and trains his skills.

However, Chamberlain told him that many superstars go to the streets, go to basketball parks, and compete with the strongest players on the street courts in the summer.

Those players are not only not native to superstars, they can even compete with superstars like Chamberlain, Kareem, and Irving.

Chamberlain himself and Dr. J. Irving grew up playing basketball on the streets of Philadelphia and New York, and grew up to become a superstar step by step.

"Every superstar will have his own destined opponent on the street. It has nothing to do with their position, playing style, status, and just destiny. This is street basketball."

Chamberlain's words still echoed in Gan Guoyang's ears, "Destiny?"

It is impossible for a time traveler to believe in fate, so Gan Guoyang felt that he was inspired by fate and wanted to go to Auckland to find his opponent on the streets.

At this time, the car was already driving on the Eisenhower Bridge, and the wind blowing from the bay passed through the open windows, bringing waves of coolness.

"Oh, I forgot to write a letter to Fuxi yesterday. I wonder if she won't receive the letter in a few days. Will she be in a hurry?" Gan Guoyang now sends a letter to Wang Fuxi every day, so that even if the letter will arrive late, Wang Fuxi can receive the letter every day.

Thinking of Wang Fuxi's white face as white as porcelain and the redness that often appeared on it, Gan Guoyang's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Go to the Oakland Arena! How much? Well, $2, it was fucking one-five last year, and the price has increased again."

At this time, the car had already crossed the Eisenhower Bridge and arrived at the boundaries of Auckland.

The car stopped, some passengers had to get off, while some passengers had to get up.

Among the people who came up, Gan Guoyang seemed to hear familiar voices and familiar swear words.

"Hey~ Who the hell is this? Isn't this the stinky shit from Palo Alto Fishermen?" Gan Guoyang saw the other party, and the other party also saw Gan Guoyang.

"Hello, the little mouse caught by the eagle... was pulled by rat shit." The other party called him stinking dog shit, so Gan Guoyang naturally would not be polite.

This person who started talking swears as soon as he got in the car was naturally an old rival of Gan Guoyang, the point guard of the Eagles of Skyrim High School, Gary Payton.

After the two old opponents "gheed to each other", Gary Payton sat in the vacant position next to Gan Guoyang.

"Our 'sunny fool' actually arrived in Oakland in person. Why are you busy people like you running to our remote countryside for not busy picking up girls?" Payton began to open his mouth and chatter as soon as he sat down.

"I heard that Oakland has a great street ball. I've been tired of playing in San Francisco and want to come and have fun in Oakland."

"Oh my God, fortunately I learned the news in advance so that I can go back and inform them, let them wash their butts, and wait for the great and respected 'Sunny Stupid Stinky Dog' to explode one by one."

"Rat shit, I advise you to keep your mouth calmer. Although I didn't meet you in the North District final, I didn't even discuss it if I beat you in minutes. The past, present and future are OK at any time." Gan Guoyang couldn't stand the sarcastic spirit of Payton, and threatened him with a loud voice.

Payton knew that the yellow-skinned boy in front of him was so powerful that he had to beat him in terms of football skills or trash talk.

"Okay, but losing to that No. 31 bamboo pole is really embarrassing Northern California. I'll rely on me to get the spot back in the future. Of course, there's also Johnson. If I have the chance, I will have no place to protect him." Payton is also a revenge person. Johnson and his gangster have formed, but they will have to wait until 11 years to take revenge.

"Hey Gan, don't tell me that you really came to Oakland to play. It's different from San Francisco."

"Or else am I here to watch boxing at the Oakland Arena? Or to watch ET at the Oakland Cinema? A friend of mine said that streetball in Oakland, California is the most awesome, so I have to come and play anyway, right?"

"You are a friend who is quite knowledgeable. There is no fucking better street venue than Oakland in California or the West!"

Payton must know that the "one friend" in Gan Guoyang's mouth is Chamberlain, so he must be so scared that he couldn't even say trash words.

"But I advise you, stinky shit, the streets are different from gymnasiums. If you can get along in the official competition, it is not necessarily true on the streets."

"Haha, I'll still let you understand who is shit."

The bus stopped at the Oakland Stadium Station, where there were many outdoor venues around the Golden State Warriors' home stadium.

In the past, when Gan Guoyang and Gan Guohui came here to watch the game at night, they often saw people playing ball under the light.

"Gary, did you come here to play basketball too?"

"You are talking nonsense again, otherwise would I accompany you to get out of the car and go shopping?"

After arriving at the station, Gan Guoyang and Payton both got out of the car. It seems that Payton is going to come here to play basketball.

"Are you familiar with this?" Gan Guoyang asked Payton as he walked.

"I have been here since the ninth grade. Basically, I have been using ordinary fish every day, and only some experts can't help it. Let me tell you, in two years, the scene will be mine." Payton opened his big mouth and started to mutter again.

Gan Guoyang still believes in this.

With Payton's future achievements and level, it's not a problem to get a street court.

"My grass, who the hell did I see? This guy actually came today!" Payton seemed to see someone in the venue, with a surprised face.

"Who is it?" Gan Guoyang was very curious.

"A bad guy, come with me. This guy seems to be making a bet with someone again. If there is a good show, come with me."

Gan Guoyang followed Payton to a center venue where some people stood together, as if talking about something.

"Hey~ Mitchell! What the hell are you doing? Are you making pocket money by betting again?" Payton shouted at the people not far away.

A black man wearing a red T-shirt with a height of about 6 feet tall heard Payton's voice and turned his head to look.

Gan Guoyang felt that although this black man was not tall, he was obviously different from others standing there, and his whole body was full of explosive power.

Wearing sports shorts, he showed two thick and powerful thighs, which made Gan Guoyang think of Robert Carlos.

"Stinky mouth, long time no see, don't worry about my affairs, be careful I will blow you up later." This person was obviously Peyton called Mitchell. Listening to his tone, he was also an old acquaintance with Peyton.

"Oh, okay, okay, and the fuck is it, who is not fond of eyes? Come here to bet with you? What are you going to bet this time?" Payton said without hesitation at the person standing next to Mitchell.

"I bet if he can touch the basket with his elbow! If he can touch it, I will give him $100. If he can't touch it, he will naturally lose 100 to me." At this time, a strong black man wearing a black T-shirt said.

Gan Guoyang was also shocked when he heard what this person said.

Touch the basket with your elbow?

For a person about 6 feet, what kind of fucking bounce does this require?

Gan Guoyang knew that people around 6 feet tall were about 7 feet 9 (2 meters 35). For example, Iverson was less than 6 feet tall, but he had an extremely long wingspan, which could reach 7 feet 10 (2 meters 38).

In this way, people who are 6 feet tall need to bounce 2 feet 3 (68 cm) to touch the 10-foot basket with both hands, which is a piece of cake for many black people.

But when you touch the basket with your elbow? When you stand up, you are basically a little taller than a person's head.

This little man seemed to be less than 6 feet tall, and his elbow was only 6 feet tall in place. If he wanted to touch the basket, he would have to bounce 4 feet (1 meter 22)!

What is the concept of 4 feet?

Gan Guoyang, a long-arm monster, can reach 9 feet 4 (2 meters 85) in height after growing to 6 feet 10.

If he can jump 4 feet high, it means he can jump to 13 feet 4 (4 meters 06).

This height has exceeded the upper edge of the rebound.

The upper edge of the rebound has always been a legend of bounce, and height, wingspan and burst bounce are indispensable.

Gan Guoyang was thinking about this. He knew that with his 3-foot bounce, he would never touch the edge of the rebound except for relying on a trampoline and a ladder in his life.

Curiosity was suddenly hung up. Is there really such a 4-foot bouncing monster on the streets of Auckland?

"Wow, I really didn't expect to watch the show just now. But I really want to see it. Mitchell, can you jump to 4 feet high?" Payton also came on the side.

"Wait, wait until I get this hundred yuan, please send me a few more money!"

"Stop fucking trouble, I'm serious; get hooks and let them see how you hook the basket!"

Others seemed to know that there was a bet here, so more and more people were gathering around.

"Hook!come-on!" "Jump!"

Some people have begun to cheer for this Mitchell. He should be the star player here, and his nickname seems to be "hook."

"Hook? Will this guy use hooking?" Gan Guoyang wondered in his heart. He thought hooking meant hooking.

At this time, Mitchell had already stood near the free throw line and was preparing to take off like a fighter.
To be continued...