from the golden generation

Chapter 15 Desperate Rookie! (for collection)
End of third quarter.

The strong rookie dunks in a fast break.

The young man with a height of 1.9 meters [-] forms a big "C".

He poured the basketball into the hoop with all his strength, and the fans in the Canadian Airline Center Gymnasium cheered again and again.

Not only them, but also the people watching the game in front of the TV could not restrain their excitement.

This rookie is too cruel. In two and a half quarters, he has already scored 24 points, which is more than the team scored in one quarter.

Then you might say that he plays alone, but he has sent out six assists.

Not only that, but he was able to pick up four rebounds and a steal in a pile of two-meter giants.

And he is Yan Song, who acts like a perfect shooting guard.

The teammates also saw that he felt hot, and they all sacrificed their own shots.

Willing to let Yan Song perform, playing with the opposing players time and time again.

Starting guard, backup guard, point guard, small forward.

Everyone was tricked, and no one was spared.

And in the last attack of the third quarter.

Yan Song used it, and Iverson's personal transmission was greatly disguised.

Get rid of the opposing player in one step and go straight to the inside.

The opposing center ignored Ewing and stepped forward to defend.

Seeing Yan Song raised his hand, he wanted to pass the basketball to Ewing.

The bulky center turned around and ran back, but he didn't see him for a long time, and Yan Song passed the ball.

"Yan Song cheated the opponent and scored a jump shot. He has scored 26 points."

The audience burst into thunderous cheers again, because they didn't know that Yan Song had only played basketball for half a year.

If they knew, they would have given up, or couldn't believe it.

"Is this a rookie?"

Christie was already stunned, and couldn't believe that she was played like this by the other party.

God seemed to possess the rookie tonight.

The third quarter ends.

The substitutes of the New York Knicks hugged the enchanted Yan Song excitedly.

"It really gives me a long face, and it's overbearing!"

Houston was the most excited, as if he had shot several shots of adrenaline.

"Son, have you really only played basketball for half a year?"

Head coach Van Gundy couldn't believe it, he didn't even arrange tactics first, he grabbed Yan Song's shoulder with both hands, laughing again and again.

"I found a treasure, I found a treasure."

Van Gundy's heart was pounding, and this feeling was better than winning 500 million.

However, he also hopes that Yan Song's performance is not a flash in the pan.

I also hope that it is not a meteor that simply streaks across the sky and becomes a legend in the newspapers.

Yan Song panted heavily, enjoying this feeling very much.

He himself didn't know why he was so crazy today.

Even dunking seems to be much easier, basketball is really magical!
The fourth quarter begins.

The Knicks already have a big lead.

Leading the Raptors by as much as [-] points.

Yan Song, Ewing, Ward and others were replaced, and all substitute players were replaced.

Yan Song thought that the coach didn't want him to play, so he stood beside the coach anxiously and said.

"No, no, no, I'm not tired, the coach can still play, don't let me end."

Everyone saw that Yan Song didn't know the unspoken rules of the NBA, and no one stopped or told Yan Song.

It happened that everyone was tired, so we watched a show and had fun.

Not only are they happy.

Van Gundy was also happy, just leaning on his hands and couldn't help laughing.

"Let me play for another 5 minutes, or 3 minutes."

The coach was silent, still laughing.

Ewing couldn't stand it anymore, sat down with Yan Song and said.

"We are already [-] points ahead of the opponent, there is no need to let the starters play again."

"It's garbage time now. We are basically guaranteed to win. If we let the starter go up, it is disrespectful to the opponent."

Ewing just finished speaking.

Yan Song has not yet digested the knowledge, but just listened to the cheers of the fans.

The two immediately looked at the field and found that the score had been reduced by six points.

The two guards of the Raptors stepped in.

One hit a three-pointer.

However, there is still a gap of [-] points, which is not a big problem.

None of the five people on the bench panicked, and Ward chatted with his teammates.

Accidents will happen.

The Raptors made a strong effort in the fourth quarter, and they hit the score abruptly.

One hundred and one to one hundred.

The Knicks now lead by one point.

With 30 seconds left in the game, Van Gundy's head was buzzing.

what's the situation?The [-]-point difference was evened out.

I remember that they also scored in Houston, so they wouldn't be beaten like this.

The Raptors also hold the right to attack, 30 seconds, and the 24-second attack time is removed.

The Knicks still have a chance.

"Give me the starting lineup!"

Van Gundy got excited, Ewing and others threw down the towel and played in perfect condition.

The craziest thing now is the Raptors fans.

If they win today, it's a show on top of the Knicks.Not worth mentioning at all.

The report will only say that the Raptors played hard in the fourth quarter, with a [-]-point gap and defeated the Knicks.

exactly.

The Knicks cannot lose this game, it is a battle of dignity.

"Defend, defend."

The Knicks fans in front of the TV, their hands and feet were numb from nervousness.

Watching Stoudemire handle the ball and consume game time.

In the last four seconds, he passed Ward and retreated to the three-point line.

Ward staggered forward, approved the picture correctly, and the opponent caused interference.

Unfortunately, to no avail.

Stoudemire hit this key three-pointer.

There are 26 seconds left in this game.

In other words, the Raptors still have a chance to attack anyway.

Coach Van Gundy didn't call a timeout.

Looking at Ward's angry eyes, he was about to return the opponent's ball.

However, he still told Ward on the sidelines, hoping that the other party would not act impulsively.

Because that would ruin the efforts and results of the entire team.

Fortunately, Ward listened to the coach's words and passed the ball to Yan Song who was feeling hot.

Christie faced Yan Song again and said mockingly.

"Dare to vote? Dare to shoot?"

Seeing him talking, Yan Song repeated a sentence in his heart.

"Don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures."

Yan Song didn't take any risks, but also chose to waste time. Although the score was overtaken by two points, as long as he scored steadily, it would be fine.

The Raptors have no chance to pause, and the chance of completing an attack in two seconds is very small.

Dribble the ball alternately with left and right hands, and pull the right hand back to one crotch.

Yan Song changed his footsteps and broke through in the direction where the opponent's feet were facing forward.

Christie escaped, but raised her long arm and swung her left hand.

Yan Song pulled back the basketball, the back movement stopped, and the opponent's center of gravity was adjusted to stop again.

Yan Song accelerated with his right foot and broke through again, this time he directly threw off the opponent.

But the opponent's center Tabak saw Yan Song approaching, but he didn't go to defend and stared at Ewing.

He has to wait, wait until Yan Song reveals his desire to attack, and wait until Yan Song makes a move before he can block the shot.

Yan Song rushed into the three-second zone and made a three-step layup.

"One step, two steps, jump up."

Seeing this, Tabak rose from the ground, and his tall body became the last wall of the Raptors.

His palm went straight to the basketball in Yan Song's hand.

The hearts of all the people present were raised in their throats.

Under everyone's gaze, Tabac's hand was about to touch the basketball.

Yan Song suddenly pulled the ball back to his chest, stretched his arms forward and threw the ball to Ewing behind Tabak.

He dunked with both hands, a powerful blow.

The Raptors players who played had broken minds, tinnitus and dizziness.

The score was tied with only [-] seconds left.

"Quick attack!"

Without hesitation, Tabak exited the corner with the basketball and threw the ball hard.

Stoudemire received the hopeful pass and jumped high.

One-arm dunk!

One hundred and three to one hundred and five.

The Raptors took the lead again, and the Knicks took the last timeout.

There are [-] seconds left in the game.

Although Van Gundy looked ugly, he still had to decide who would carry out the last attack.

"Ward, you?"

Before Van Gundy finished speaking, he looked at Ward and pointed at Yan Song.

"Houston, you?"

Van Gundy still didn't finish talking, and Houston, who scored [-] points, was the same as Ward.

Pointing to Yan Song.

Van Gundy looked at Yan Song who was sweating profusely, his bangs were already wet with sweat.

But he still persisted, hoping that his physical strength could recover faster.

"Yan Song, two seconds!"

Van Gundy stretched out two fingers and gestured heavily.

"Are you sure?"

The words fall.

Everyone in the team looked at Yan Song.

Yan Song slowed down, showed a fleeting smile, and did not speak.

"Ewing, pass the ball to him, but Yan Song, you have to remember, try to equalize the score, don't take risks."

Van Gundy repeatedly asked.

Although the NBA advocates individual heroism, he still hopes and desires to win.

Yan Song played under the gaze of Van Gundy, his back was extremely dazzling at this time.

It was as if God had really come.

"The time is only two seconds, the Knicks' last attack, who can take the big responsibility."

"Can you beat the Raptors and win the away game?"

The announcer excitedly grabbed the colleague beside him, and tightly strangled the colleague's thigh.

Ewing took the ball and faced Tabak's jump interference.

Ewing saw Yan Song running from the left three-point line, without hesitation, he passed the ball to Yan Song.

The two moved at the same time, Ewing rushed to the inside, Yan Song shook off Stoudemire's hand from his body.

Under the eyes of all the fans and countless TV fans watching the live broadcast.

Two steps behind the three-point line, facing Stoudemire's limit shot.

The extremely long distance did not make Yan Song afraid, but more confident.

The basketball spun from high above and headed straight for the rim that would have crushed the Raptors' victory.

Yan Song looked at the basketball still spinning in the air, and the world seemed to be in slow motion at this moment.

"Shh!"

Basketball hit the net.

fell to the floor.

No one spoke, and the world paused for a second.

Then erupted, the cheers that shook the sky and the earth shook the sky.

"what!"

The nearly [-] fans in the audience stood up, raised their hands, and waved the items in their hands.

Although they are Raptors fans, who can resist this kind of formation.

Yan Song beat the Raptors with a three-pointer, without leaving a minute or a second for the Raptors.

The game was killed directly, and the announcer went directly to Yan Song.

But Ewing and the others all had surprise and joy on their faces, they threw down Yan Song in the midfield together, and celebrated beside Yan Song.

　The second update, if you support me a lot, maybe I will add an update.

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(End of this chapter)