I'm really not a superstar

Chapter 83 Champion
"For you?! Are you kidding me!" Kashuai blurted out.

"Coach, I can't guarantee that I can score the ball, but I can definitely do my best!" Dorsey was very persistent.

"Joy, don't waste everyone's time here!" Kashuai said angrily.

"Coach, trust me, you have no other choice now!"

This sentence is like a dagger, piercing Calipari's weakness.

Kashuai glared at Dorsey angrily, but Dorsey did not back down, staring at the coach with piercing eyes.

The rest of the team stared, confused, surprised, puzzled, frustrated, angry, all kinds of emotions intertwined.

The lens of the camera swept across the bench at the University of Memphis, and transmitted this weird scene to the televisions of thousands of households.

"The atmosphere at the University of Memphis seems very strange. Did the reversal at the last moment lead to internal strife?" The commentator analyzed excitedly.

Inside the Houston office.

Well-informed Frank Billingbury sighed: "Memphis is screwed!"

Feigen still insisted, "We are only two points behind, 16.9 seconds, we have time to calmly organize the attack, not to mention lore, at least we can equalize the score, let's go to overtime!"

"At critical moments, they don't have anyone who can stand up and carry the team." Mr. Bilimberley explained.

Alexander wondered, "Don't they have Derek Rose? I haven't seen such a talented rookie for a long time!"

"He is still too young, and his immature shoulders can't carry the team at critical moments. From the free throw just now, it can be seen that his size has been messed up. At this stage, mentality is more important than technique, body, and consciousness. !"

"But... Rick, Memphis still has a chance, right?" Fagen was still a little unwilling, and wanted to find an answer from professionals.

Adelman sighed, "Fulan is right, the overall situation of this game has been decided. If it were me, I would immediately resort to foul tactics when I returned to the court!"

"What, foul tactics..."

On the pitch, the timeout is over.

Memphis serves from the sideline in the opponent's half.

Chalmers and Brandon Rush clung to Rose to keep him from receiving the ball.

Rose dodged left and right, but he still couldn't get rid of the humming general.

It seems that the Memphis people will not be able to serve the ball.

But the ball was sent out after all, not to Rose, but to Joey Dorsey who ran out from the inside to respond.

Dorsey received the ball and held it tightly in his arms. He didn't want to become a Polish center at a critical moment.

This pass choice was beyond everyone's expectations, but then, what was even more surprising was that Kansas didn't play its cards according to the routine!

Darrell Arthur rushed over and slapped Dorsey on the hand.

foul!

Dorsey made a free throw.

13.1 seconds left

The commentator put an afterthought: "Memphis's pass target is unexpected, but the road is one foot high and the devil is one foot high. Kansas will count on it and use foul tactics to send Joey Dorsey, who feels unstable, to the free throw line! As a Athletic inside, free throws have never been his forte!"

But what he didn't know was that Bill Self's arrangement during the timeout was that no matter who got the ball, he would foul the first time!

Because foul tactics are the best choice for the team to remain invincible!

This is the team's 9th foul, still a 1+1 free throw.

The psychological pressure of "1+1 free throws" is far greater than that of ordinary two free throws. If the first free throw is missed, it will be over; even if the first goal is scored, the result of the second goal is hard to say.

Even if both goals are scored, it is only a tie, and my team still has 13.1 seconds to calmly organize an attack!
No matter what, the initiative is firmly in your own hands!
Of course, the Memphis people chose to send the ball to Joey Dorsey, and it was their own death!Letting a muscular guy who is not good at shooting go to the free throw line is really self-inflicted and dead!

Dorsey walked to the free throw line, but his face was very calm, and there were no emotional fluctuations.

In the stands, noises like waves and thunder rang out again, and various voices echoed over the arena.

"Hey, Joey, hurry up and hit the iron, the game is over! We can all have a good rest!" Darrell Arthur's trash talk sounded not far away.

"Yes, Joey, after you lose, I will treat you to a drink! You are welcome, this is what a champion should do! Haha" Chalmers was also trying to disturb Dorsey's mentality.

The teammates all knew the importance of the ball, and no one bothered him, but the eyes that looked at him seemed to be extremely important.

"Joey Dorsey, come on!" A crisp voice sounded from the stands, but it was in Chinese, which was very clear in the English.

Dorsey glanced at the girl with twin ponytails.

The corner of Dorsey's mouth turned up slightly: This silly girl doesn't know anything about ball, what I need now is silence!

Dorsey took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

He raised the ball over his forehead, his legs were slightly separated, his right foot was slightly forward, his knees sank slightly, his fingertips touched the basketball lightly, and the other hand was just gently supporting it.

Just like posing, he made a standard shooting action.

In front of the TV, Adelman muttered softly: "The action is very standard."

The hustle and bustle around is still noisy, but Dorsey only has eyes for the basket.

In his mind, what emerged was the words and deeds of Mr. Wang Weide, and the feeling he was looking for when he practiced again and again.

In the stands, the corners of Mr. Wang's mouth trembled slightly, and he murmured lightly: "Yes, you can do it by throwing the ball lightly!"

"I came to this world to change!" Dorsey said this statement in his heart, and then his wrist trembled slightly, his wrist and fingers formed a swan-neck shape, and the ball flew out.

At the fingertips, the ball got into the middle of the basket steadily.

"First penalty hit!" shouted the commentator.

There were cheers and sighs in the arena at the same time.

"Joey Dorsey got the second free throw chance. This season, his free throw percentage is only 65.7%. In terms of probability, the first goal is scored, and the second goal is suspended!" The commentator continued. joked.

Even though the old man Wang Weide keeps polishing, even if he trains hard every day, the low value of the free throw attribute is there, and it is doomed that Dorsey at this stage cannot be a perfect marksman.

As the commentator said, the hit of the first goal can't change anything, it just won him a second free throw opportunity.

In the arena, the noise became even louder.

Kansas fans seem to want to turn the noise into a monstrous wave, drowning Joey Dorsey completely.

Everyone's hearts hung in their throats.

Only, Dorsey's own heart was extraordinarily clear at this moment.

In the final moments of the game, he finally gathered his full attention.

At this moment, there is only him and the basket between the sky and the earth. All he has to do is to throw the ball in gently.

The ball was shot again, and it still flew into the basket steadily.

Made two free throws!

The score was moved to 79 tie!
Cheers erupted in Houston's conference room.

Fegan and others gave cheers and applause for Dorsey's calmness.

Even Adelman praised in a low voice: "Dorsey has a big heart!"

At 13.1 seconds, both sides had no chance to pause.

Kansas serves and Memphis presses.

Rose clung around Chalmers like crazy, not allowing him to move forward.

Two super point guards are fighting fiercely with top talents.

Time flowed silently like sand in an hourglass. Chalmers attempted several breakthroughs in a row, but Rose desperately pushed back.

Chalmers was in a hurry and shouted to his teammates: "Quickly respond!"

The Kansas players quickly retreated to respond, and there were opponent players around them who were tightly entangled.

The numbers on the timer are changing like crazy
9.3、9.2、9.1、9.0、8.9、8.8、8.7……

Chalmers finally passed the ball, but at the moment of the shot, Rose desperately stretched out his hand to block it, his fingertips touched the ball, and the trajectory of the ball changed.

Darrell Arthur and Joey Dorsey, two strong men over 2 meters long, rushed towards the direction of the ball like running backs of a football team.

The huge strength and explosive power made the two sprint vigorously.

This time, the more athletic Dorsey was a step ahead, grabbing the ball before Arthur.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took the ball and continued forward.

He is like a tank running at full speed, with unparalleled arrogance and power, rushing to the basket, going forward without hesitation!

At this moment, Dorsey only has the basket in his eyes!
4.1、4.0、3.9、3.8、3.7……

Dorsey took off, and with great kinetic energy and explosive power, he held the ball with one hand and flew to the basket!

"boom"

A huge impact resounded through the arena, followed by shouts like a tsunami in the arena.

The ball fell from the basket, and at the same time, Chalmers flew out of the baseline and hit the billboard hard!

The referee's whistle sounded.

The goal is valid, the foul is blocked, and a penalty is added!
There was another explosion in the arena, and the mountain roar and tsunami became more violent!
Dorsey didn't roar or celebrate, he walked to the free throw line very calmly, and made the free throw again steadily!

At this time, the time left for the opponent is only 1.2 seconds!
Dorsey scored 16.9 points in the last 5 seconds, completely killing the game!

The Kansas people were completely overwhelmed by the storm caused by this person.

The ball is delivered, Chalmers doesn't even have time to finish his shot, and it's game over!

79:81
The Memphis Tigers won the 2007-2008 NCAA Men's Basketball Championship!
(End of this chapter)