NBA backer king

Chapter 22
At seven o'clock, in the visiting team's locker room, the head coach announced the starting lineup for tonight.

"Kevin Johnson, Dan Marley..."

Paul Westphal read the names of No. [-] and No. [-]. At the small forward position, he hesitated.

Cedric Ceballos immediately became nervous, staring at the head coach, and clutching his shorts with both hands, for fear of losing his main position.

He was the No. 90 pick in the second round in 20, and his pick was very low. In the first two seasons, he only averaged 11 minutes of substitute time per game, so he was not taken seriously.

But this season, the team changed the head coach and left three more starters. There is a serious shortage of players, so he has the opportunity to become the starting small forward, but his playing time has only increased to 21 minutes, less than 30 minutes, and the main position is not very stable.

Contrary to him, Richard Dumas, who shared the same room with Wang Tiejun, looked forward to it, dreaming of getting this main position.

"...Cedric Ceballos..."

Subsequently, Westphal read out the starting small forward position.

"yeah!"

Cedric Ceballos squeezed his fist excitedly.

"Damn!"

Dumas grunted in disappointment.

"... Barkley..."

After reading this, Westphal paused again.

Only the center was left. At this moment, Wang Tiejun, Mark Weston, and Oliver Miller all looked at the head coach.

"Old K."

Westphal looked at Wang Tiejun, and then read.

"hey-hey!"

Comrade Lao Wang suddenly laughed.

"Damn!"

Mark West cursed secretly.

"why?"

Oliver Miller is extremely disappointed. He is a first-round pick with full potential. Why did the team give up on him?
Although Wang Tiejun's big contract and the team training match in the afternoon, they had already guessed such a result, but when it actually happened, it still made them unacceptable.

At 07:30, the two sides announced the starting lineup.

Suns: Wang Tiejun, Barkley, Cedric Ceballos, Dan Marley, Kevin Johnson

Numbers Team: Andrew Long, Tim Perry, Clarence Witherspoon, Jeff Hornacek, Jose Hawkins

There was no nationwide live broadcast of this game, only the Philadelphia area broadcast, and the attention was average.

But in fact, in the two areas of Philadelphia and Phoenix, because of Barkley and the three Suns' starting swaps, the attention of this game is actually very high.

Judging from this season's record, Ver City's transaction is not considered a success, because the previous games won less and lost more.

But it's not a failure, because Philadelphia didn't make the playoffs last season. No matter how bad the record is this season, it's just not making the playoffs.

From the perspective of the Suns, the transaction was considered a success. Before Tom Chambers was injured, he was once No. [-] in the Western Conference and No. [-] in the league.

"Tonight Andrew Lang will play against the perverted coolies from China..."

At the on-site commentary booth, the commentator Rohm really wanted to praise his own center forward, and then satirized Wang Tiejun. Thinking about Andrew Lang's 5+6 strength, he lost the confidence to speak and couldn't continue.

Partner Venus quickly took up the conversation and said: "In terms of scoring, the Suns played against the Magic last game. The pervert coolie played for 10 minutes and only scored two points. It can be seen that he is an offensive idiot. In this regard, Andrew Lang can use his defense to block him."

Speaking of this, he felt a little problematic, because O'Neal failed to keep a clean sheet against Wang Tiejun and was dunked. Although Andrew Lang averaged 1.9 blocks per game, can he really make a clean sheet for that pervert?

He felt a little vain, and couldn't speak anymore.

Their own center was too weak, so the two had no choice but to change the subject and began to talk about the past between Barkley and Philadelphia.

At 45:[-], the starters started.

"Kevin, long time no see!"

"Jeff, great to meet you!"

In the tunnel, Kevin Johnson hugged Jeff Hornacek warmly.

Except for Wang Tiejun, other players on both sides were former teammates, and they greeted each other.

"Let me introduce, my brother, Lao Wang." Barkley introduced at this time.

"Hello." Wang Tiejun said with a pleasant smile.

"Is he okay?"

Hornacek glanced at Lao Wang and asked Kevin Johnson in a low voice.

As the former main shooting guard of the Suns, he paid close attention to the Suns games. He watched the Suns play the Magic last game. Although the Chinese had poor statistics, he was a little surprised by his performance against O'Neal.

"It's better than Mark West anyway."

Kevin Johnson said something, then smiled at Andrew Lang: "Andrew, you will suffer tonight."

Andrew Lang was taken aback, glanced at Wang Tiejun, and asked with some doubts: "Kevin, what do you mean?"

Kevin Johnson laughed: "It seems that you didn't pay attention to our last game."

Andrew Lang shrugged, nodded and said, "I had a party the night before yesterday, so I really didn't watch that game."

"Andrew, he is very good at strong confrontation." Hornacek reminded.

Andrew Lang is 211 centimeters tall and weighs 115 kilograms. He looks strong, but he has the same style as the later Milicic and doesn't like confrontation, so he frowned when he heard this sentence.

"System, there is no mission this time?"

Before playing, Wang Tiejun checked the system, and there was no task issued.

The system replied: "If the host completes various achievement tasks, such as scoring points, the first time 10+, 20+, 30+, etc., the total score is 500 points, 1000 points, etc., the system will reward correspondingly, and will not specially issue such tasks."

After 15 minute, the game starts.

In the middle circle, Wang Tiejun and Andrew Lang jumped the ball.

Lao Wang's bounce is not very good, but it is already considered good in the fifth position. The bounce of Durant, the god of death in later generations, is more than 60 centimeters.

Andrew Lang's athletic quality is also average, and his jumping is not as good as him, so he easily patted the ball away.

Sun attack.

Wang Tiejun squeezed directly to the basket, Andrew Lang blocked it, and was immediately squeezed away. His strength and confrontation ability were not at the same level, and he successfully entered the basket.

Andrew Lang circled forward and was pushed away from the basket by him. He carried the defender on his left arm and raised his right hand to ask for the ball at the top of the arc.

Kevin Johnson originally wanted to give it to Barkley, but this was Wang Tiejun's first start. Seeing that he had a chance, he lobbed the ball in.

Wang Tiejun jumped up, grabbed the ball with one hand, and then got up again. When he was about to dunk, his left arm was caught by Andrew Lang.

"boom!"

The dunk flew, the ball hit the basket and bounced, and at the same time the referee's whistle sounded.

"Special!"

Wang Tiejun is a little depressed. His athletic quality is really not good, his explosive power is not enough, and his rising speed is also slow. If this ball is as deadly as O'Neal, he can definitely score two plus one. This is one of the gaps between him and O'Neal.

"Old K, you did a good job." Barkley came over to encourage him.

"Brother, get ready to grab a rebound."

When they clapped their hands, Wang Tiejun and Barkley closed their ears.

His shooting is only level 50, and his free throw ability is very poor. There is still some self-knowledge in this.

Barkley shook his face and nodded.

Wang Tiejun stood on the free throw line, dribbled seven or eight times in a row after receiving the ball, and then carefully threw it to the basket.

"boom!"

The ball was too short and bounced back to the basket.

"Rookie, I can beat you even with my eyes closed." Jeff Hornacek joked.

Old Wang rolled his eyes. I'm a fucking center. I've only been playing for three years, and I haven't touched the ball for almost two years. I've been doing hard work for the past few months. Now I still feel like a fart when shooting. I'm proud of being able to touch the basket from such a distance.

"boom!"

The second ball hit the basket as always.

Barkley leaped high, half of Andrew Lang's head came out from behind, caught the ball from his head, and then recovered a second time. A throw shot came across Andrew Lang and scored the ball.

(End of this chapter)