Chapter 85: Tomahawk-style split buckle!
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I’m a Big Boss in the NBA
- I am Caiyuanzi
- 1086 characters
- 2021-01-30 07:06:55
"You!! You! You! You! You!"
"What did you fight?!"
"Shit!!!"
"Shit!!!"
"Fak! Is this a game? Are you playing in a game? Ah!!!"
"Excuse me! Was just slaughtered by the sun for 30 points! Why can a 12-game losing streak in the away game lead you by 10 points at halftime?"
"Tell me! Why?!"
"I was dazzled, or you guys didn't wake up!!"
"answer me!"
Xu Xuan has never seen Lao Yu make such a fire...The Knicks players are all silent, afraid to make a sound, and the locker room is too quiet.
"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
The old fish looked around slowly, his sharp and fierce gaze was like pressing a volcano that was erupting.
"So, this is the answer you guys gave me?"
"No! The coach is not!"
"Fak! That's the bitch!"
"We are not bitches, coach!"
After 5 seconds of silence, one after another angry and stubborn voices suddenly sounded in the Knicks locker room!
"We will win back! We will definitely win back!"
"Fak! Fuck those people! Fak!"
"Since you still know how to be angry, it means you know how bad your performance was in the first half!"
"But I would rather interpret it as, you know the shame! You are upset about the current situation!"
"So! Now! Move your stupid and lazy and get back on the court!"
"Go and prove to me that you are not bitches!"
. The old fish pointed to the door of the locker room.
wave!
turn around!
go away!
"Boom boom boom boom boom boom!"
Little by little, a shout that resounded through the sky came to your face!
The Knicks fans did not give up the game because they were behind in the first half!
They are still cheering for the Knicks!
"Win the game!"
"Come on!"
"Come on!"
"Come on!"
The second half of the game restarts!
Knicks debut lineup: Xu Xuan, Tim Hardaway, Melon, Stoudemire, Samuel.
76ers debut lineup: Tony Roten, McAway, Barmot, Henry Sims, Knoll.
"...I never thought that the Knicks would be led by the 76ers so much at halftime. Obviously, the initiative today is in the hands of the 76ers. Are they going to break their losing streak and win their first win of the season? Shaq, what do you think?"
"I think the game has not lost control for the Knicks. 10 points are no big deal, but they need to face the opponent's halftime lead and psychological pressure."
"Do you believe they can come back?"
"Oh, of course I believe it, but I don't believe in them, but in Philadelphia...hahaha"
Do you believe in Philadelphia?
Why can't I believe New York once?
Xu Xuan's eyes are filled with anger!
He was the most prepared for the half-time backwardness. Don't look at Philadelphia's failure, but they once drew and even beat the Marks team!
There was only 3 points in that game!
That is their closest distance to their first win of the season!
Although I lost in the end, there is no absolute victory or defeat in the NBA!
Philadelphia is a bad team, but will everyone win?
Not necessarily! !
Say it again!
Do you really think where the Knicks are strong?
In another time and space, their record this season is even worse than the 76ers!
Knicks ball right!
Xu Xuan brought it over, and McAway directly chose to hang the melon in the lower position.
Even if he was angry, he still did not lose his mind!
Melon low singles Bhamote.
"Prince of Cameroon" is a pure defensive player with a height of 203. He is the only player on the 76ers who can guard Melon.
"Turn around! Fake action! Take the bottom line? Still a fake action! Oh! Bamote was tricked away, a turnaround jumper from Melon!"
"Huh!"
"Yes!"
"My Melon scored first in the third quarter!"
"This ball is hard hit!"
Melon has too many skills on the offensive end, and you can’t tell which side he will attack with the continuous small steps under his feet.
"Micaway's fake action is very beautiful. He went into the basket and encountered Samuel's defense! Oh, today's Samuel God is down! The cap is off!"
"Micaway is too careless!"
"Strike back! Strike back!"
"Who is carrying the ball? It is Xu Xuan! He is fast! God! He is still accelerating!"
"Look at who is in front of him! There is only one Tony Roten! He is greeted..."
"What is Xu Xuan doing? He didn't slow down! He didn't slow down!"
Seeing Xu Xuan running wildly like a bison, Barkley and the others couldn't sit still!
Yiqi Juechen!
At this moment, Westbrook's body and the breakthrough of the answer seem to merge into one!
Tony Roten in front of him does not seem to exist at all!
With a boom, the audience detonated!
"Xu Xuan walked through Tony Roten with a butterfly step. You can never guess what he used to complete the attack! Tomahawk slashing! God! He actually dunks! Or tomahawk slashing!! !"
Barkley’s excited voice is distorted!
Tony Roten under the basket watched the white No. 23 coming down from the basket~EbookFREE.me~ with his right hand held high, and he couldn't breathe for a while!
From beginning to end, no time to blink!
Xu Xuan completed the attack!
"I am Tony Roten, not Tony Allen! How can I defend against such an attack?"
too fast!
is like a white lightning flashing past!
"Damn, you still dunk?" Little Tim Hardaway ran from behind and rubbed Xu Xuan's hair with red eyes and jealousy.
"How can you jump so high?"
"I have never seen you dunk before!"
"Damn, I can't buckle this ball. Is it too stretched?"
The other teammates all came over and rubbed Xu Xuan's hair. This was the first time that Xu Xuan performed the dunk skill in them!
Even Melon looked at Xu Xuan a few more times: "Your dunk looks like Russell."
Xu Xuan quickly smiled shyly: "Where, just buckle it."
He used to buckle when he was alone, but he didn't stretch so much. Could it be the reason for the height?
Far away in Oklahoma.
Durant, who had no game today, just turned on the TV and saw this scene.
"Hey, Russell, I found an interesting guy, you might want to turn on the TV and watch it, yes, believe me, you will be surprised..."
"It looks like me, isn't it?" The old fish turned around and said to Rambis.
Rambis pushed him away disgustingly, what kind of heart didn't have a B number in his heart?