Basketball Myth: Super Guard

Chapter 230 Discrimination
The so-called group confrontation training is to divide the players into two groups and play the whole game. One team is the red team and the other is the white team.

This grouping is not random, because there are many players in the training camp, so they will be grouped according to their age and basketball level, as balanced as possible.

"Qin, you and Butler are in the red team." Coach Baker said, and then proficiently read the names of several people, and they stood beside Qin Hao and Butler.

Qin Hao looked at his teammates. There were 3 blacks and 3 whites. Including himself and Butler, there were 8 people in total.

This is a group confrontation training, not a formal game, because every player needs to be able to play and have a certain amount of playing time, so the number of each team is not 12, but 8. The 8-man rotation is enough to ensure that each player can get a considerable amount of playing time and play a training role.

Apart from Qin Hao and Butler, the eight members of the red team have uneven heights. Two of them are around 1.8 meters tall, but less than 1.9 meters tall. The other four are all over 1.9 meters tall, and one of them should be about two meters tall. , is a black man, as strong as a black bear.

On the opposite side, 8 players from the white team stood in a row. Most of them were black players, 6 black players and 2 white players. Almost all of them were over 1.9 meters tall, and the tallest one was over 205 meters.

From the point of view of height, the red team suffers a little.

Since he was assigned to the first team, Qin Hao took the initiative to reach out to several red team players: "Hello, my name is Qin Hao, you can call me Qin."

结果
No one shook hands with him, and several people pretended not to see him, and one of them sneered contemptuously, with an unshakable expression on his face.

Just put Qin Hao in a cold place.

Qin Hao narrowed his eyes, curled his lips, withdrew his hands, and gave the other party an unshakable look. He wanted to get along with you, but what he got in return was contempt and alienation.

Well, we'll see.

Seeing this scene, the players of the white team on the opposite side showed ridicule and sarcasm, and they did not hide the contempt and indifference towards Qin Hao in their eyes.

"Qin." Butler hugged Qin Hao's shoulders and comforted him: "These people are like this, they think they are superior to others, you don't mind, just get used to it."

"Jimmy." Qin Hao shook his head, "I'm sorry, I can't get used to it. I know that they discriminate against me because I'm Chinese and think I'm a bully. But I'm sorry, I won't accept it, let alone tolerate it. Jimmy , sometimes the more tolerant we are, the more the opponent pushes forward."

Butler nodded thoughtfully.

"beep"

The whistle blows, and the match is about to begin.

Coach Baker looked towards the red team and began to order: "Wells, Bob, Williams, Butler, Qin, all of you go."

As soon as the words fell, several players of the red team quit.

One pointed at Qin Hao and Butler, and protested, "Why did they go first, shouldn't we go first?"

"That's right, the two of them are not qualified to start." Someone immediately echoed, "Coach, I protest, so a stronger person should start."

Coach Baker scowled and shouted: "I'm the coach, and I'll arrange everything. This is just a training match, not an official match. Why fight for this? Well, that's it, let's go."

Qin Hao and Butler looked at each other, and Qin Hao spread his hands together: "Did you see? The two of us are isolated."

Butler's expression was serious, and he was also a little upset. Just because Qin Hao is Chinese, and because I'm not ranked in the top [-] in the United States, does he look down on us like this?

Players from both sides came to the field.

Although it is a training camp, everything is very formal, including training games, there are still jump balls, there are referees, and each team has a coach. Coach Baker is in charge of the red team.

"Snapped!"

On the white team was the 205-centimeter white center forward. He was not tall alone, and he bounced well. He easily suppressed Wells and slapped the ball to the backcourt.

A black defender took control of the ball and began to advance.

Seeing the opponent come to the front court, Butler wanted to go up, Qin Hao pulled him: "You play the 2nd position, I will play the 1st position." After speaking, Qin Hao greeted the opponent.

Butler nodded, stepped back, and faced the opposing shooting guard.

A few years later, Butler entered the NBA as a small forward with a height of 203 cm, but now he is only 188 cm tall, less than 1.9 meters, and usually plays a guard.

Qin Hao is now 189 cm tall, but he still likes to play the No. 1 position. He came outside the three-point line and looked at the opponent with open arms.

"Horn, hit him."

"Single him"

Someone shouted from the sidelines.

Horn's name is Marcus Horn. He is a black player. He is 190 centimeters tall. He has the excellent physical fitness of a black player. He is well-proportioned, muscularly coordinated, and has excellent ball-handling skills. The basketball jumps in his hands, as if stuck to him He looked at Qin Hao and said, "Are you Chinese?"

Qin Hao frowned, but still nodded.

"Aren't all the big men in China like Yao Ming?" Horn twitched the corner of his mouth, and said without shaving, "When will a guy like you come to the United States to play? It seems that the selection of the Nike training camp is still not rigorous enough. You Such garbage can also be put in."

Qin Hao's pupils shrank instantly, and said, "Your name is Horn?"

Horn nodded.

At this moment, Qin Hao suddenly started and stretched out his hand to take out the ball. He moved so fast that Horn couldn't help being startled.

"Huh, it's so dangerous." A layer of cold sweat seeped out of Horn's vest, he carefully protected the basketball, and looked at Qin Hao angrily, "Damn it, he almost snatched it."

"It's a pity." Qin Hao backed away, feeling a little regretful.

After all, the ball could not be intercepted. Horn's reaction was quick, and his ball-handling skills were also very good. He did not lose an inch in a hurry, and immediately protected the ball.

As long as he is a little slower, the ball is stolen.

"As expected of Nike's All-American High School Training Camp, it brings together elite high school players from all over the United States. Although they are only high school players, their strength is indeed impressive." Qin Hao stepped back, regained his defensive position, and his fighting spirit began to rise. "There are many masters. I love so much."

Almost being intercepted by Qin Hao, Horn was a little annoyed and wanted to single-handedly attack Qin Hao, but he first dribbled the ball under his crotch continuously, and then suddenly changed direction and accelerated.

However, just as soon as he moved, Qin Hao was already blocking his path.

"Shet." Horn frowned, secretly startled, "Why is this guy so fast?"

"You're too naive to try to pass me with a simple change of direction." Qin Hao sneered, he is an expert in changing direction breakthroughs, with Horn's skill, he can see through his intentions at a glance, and he is not absolutely sure. The speed, wanting to pass yourself is basically a dream.

I want to go blind!
(End of this chapter)