Chapter 670: Hey, parallel imports! (eighty two)

In the low position, Chris Webber took the initiative to find Milicic's confrontation and started to get stuck, squeezing and squeezing.
In terms of strength, Milicic is obviously not good.
Weber seized a favorable position.
Of course Webber is not simply squeezing you like this.
"Hey, big man, I heard that everyone calls you parallel imports. It seems that it is so."
"TMD!" Milicic's face blushed, he hates the word "parallel imports" most. He hasn't played any games in the NBA yet, why is he a parallel importer?
Milicic tried to push Webber out, but he couldn't do it. In terms of strength, Weber has the advantage, after all, he has eaten more bread for a few years.
Seeing that the guy in front of him was anxious, Webber also smiled and stretched out his hand.
"Give me the ball!"
Mike Bibby dropped the ball in.
As soon as he got the ball, Weber turned left.
This turned around very quickly, and, with a pull back movement with his left hand, Milicic was easily passed.
Mutombo on the other side didn't expect it to be so fast, and it was too late to defend.
Webber succeeded with a light lick of the basket.
When going back, Webber also did not forget to look at Milicic, shook his head and sighed: "You are the second best player."
"TMD!" Milicic gritted his teeth and made a "chucking" sound.
Seeing Milicic reacting like this, Webber smiled triumphantly, "Hahaha."
However, before Weber laughed a few times, he turned into "Ouch~".
He was hit by someone.
"you,"
Weber looked at Li Nan about to blame, but Li Nan spoke first.
"Chris, you can't just admire handsome guys when crossing the road. It's easy to crash."
"Hen~" Webber smiled angrily.
Which eye do you see that I admire the handsome guy? I was obviously mocking and bullying him.
Besides, that guy, is he handsome?
Weber turned his head and glanced at Milicic again.
Uh, he has to admit that Milicic is indeed a handsome guy.
He has a small yellow hair, fair skin, red cheeks, and his facial features are quite punctual. He is indeed a big beautiful man.
"Ahem,"
The sudden cough awakened Weber.
As if aware of something, Weber turned his head and glared at Li Nan, and ran away quickly, leaving only one sentence.
"Let's see!"
In the backcourt, Milicic served to Li Nan.
Li Nan said something to Milicic while dribbling the ball forward.
"Dakko, call back later."
"Huh?" The worried Milicic was suddenly taken aback.
"He hits you a ball, you also give himsomecolortoseesee."
Milicic didn't understand many English sentences, but some of Li Nan's daily Chinese English were people. Milicic learned very quickly.
It's like when you want to vent your emotions and want to curse, use "tomato!"
Such an elegant term will not be caught by the referee. The point is that the opponent does not know you are scolding him.
Milicic nodded and said: "Okay, I will definitely return."
"After a while, you will squeeze into a low position and bully him with your height as if you were playing Anderson in training. It's easy."
Li Nan is like an old father. Before the child went on the court, he did not forget to exhort him.
Coming to the frontcourt, the Kings' defense has fallen into place.
Milicic took the initiative to find Weber,
"I want to hit you!"
Milicic was serious, but it seemed a little funny to Weber.
"Come on!"
The two began to compete.
In terms of strength, Milicic still lost.
Milicic just settled on the flank, trying to squeeze more seats inside.
Weber did not give Milicic a chance to squeeze into the danger zone, only to place Milicic in the mid-range position on the wing.
Seeing this, Li Nan would naturally not give the ball.
"Gothere! Go over there, enter the restricted area!"
When Milicic heard this, he continued to compete with Webber, trying to squeeze into the penalty area.
But no!
Li Nan is also sad, is this kid stupid? It's not stupid to look at it usually.
"Don't confront him! Go straight into the restricted area!"
Speaking of this, Milicic finally understood the old father's good intentions.
The other four of the Nuggets are outside, and the penalty area is empty.
Milicic entered easily.
Outside, Li Nan also passed the ball to Jackson on the other side, and Jackson dropped the ball in.
When Milicic reached the basket, Jackson's ball happened to be in his hands, and Webber was blocked in front.
However, with such a close distance and height advantage, Milicic with a height of 213 will definitely be able to make progress against a Weber with a height of 206, right?
Milicic took the ball and hit it high, a small hook from close range.
哐!
The ball, missed!
The ball close at hand did not score!
Milicic didn't jump up high enough, and his shot changed a little. This must have taken Webber's secret loss.
Weber bang made a rebound and passed the ball as soon as it landed to Mike Bibby.
coming!
showtime!
Sacramento’s favorite showtime is here!
The Nuggets retreated quickly, but the Kings rushed over like a tide, and Chris Webber was also fast.
Bibby scored for Christie.
Li Nan was chasing after Christie, but he still chose to go to the basket.
After all, the Nuggets have no one at the basket.
At the basket, Christie leaped up.
Li Nan also followed closely, covering the sky and the sun, completely covering Christie's layup space.
However, Li Nan defended the high altitude, but couldn't prevent the opponent from making small moves below.
Christie passed the ball from behind to Webber, who followed up, and Webber made a flying dunk.
"Dunk!"
The live commentary also drags a long ending~EbookFREE.me~ Like the audience, they exclaimed for a long time.
This is the charm of Sacramento offensive basketball.
When running back, Weber ran into Milicic again.
"You're the No. 2 pick!"
Milicic frowned.
At this time, he thought of what happened in the Rocky Mountain Summer League this summer, the old gentleman with glasses, and the bad games.
"Dakko, hurry up, the guy who didn't make the calculation just now is lucky, and he will definitely make it this time."
Li Nan's voice suddenly reached Milicic's ears, and the clear pain in his made Milicic remember that he was still in the game.
"it is good!"
Milicic increased his speed to the front court.
His eyes were fixed on the malicious guy.
"This time, I will definitely enter."
Still the same style of play, everyone else on the Nuggets pulled away and Milicic went to a position in the penalty area. However, this time, Mutombo helped Milicic block a bit, which allowed Milicic to seize the opportunity.
After all, power confrontation is in a weak position, and it is not feasible to have a card position. It can only rely on cover in this way.
Milicic arrived, and Li Nan's ball passed in from the outside.
Take the ball with your back to the basket.
Milicic began to use his newly learned moves, turning his left shoulder, twisting his right shoulder, and then, one right side, straight up.
The little hook on the left hand!
The actions are all in place, but,
哐!
Did not enter!
With a bang, Webber grabbed the rebound again.
Fight back!
"Wow!"
Amidst the exclamation of the audience, the Kings’ fast break came again