from the golden generation

Chapter 89 Training (for collection)
The dreamy footwork practice was finally over, Yan Yaqi jumped up and down happily.

"Yeah, I can finally go home."

Yan Yaqi shouted happily, while Yan Song said goodbye to Houston and returned to New York with her package.

They had just defeated the Lakers, and there was no match scheduled for the next day, and Yan Song had to do strength training.

Ensure that you will not be at a disadvantage in the confrontation and be overturned to the ground.

That night, Yan Song prepared meals for his sister and was about to go to the backyard.

"Go to practice again, is basketball really that good?"

"Hmph, if you don't train and play basketball well, what can I do to support you?"

After Yan Song finished speaking, he closed the door, Yan Yaqi was speechless.

Well, you are rich and you are the big brother, I listen to you...

After dinner, the little girl tidied up the dishes and walked into the training room consciously.

She can't admit defeat, her brother works so hard every day.

As the younger sister of a well-known star, of course she must maintain a perfect figure, and she can also give her elder brother a face in front of the media.

Thinking about it, Yan Yaqi picked up the barbell.

This time the weight of the barbell was five kilograms, more than before.

Yan Yaqi's lifting was not as weak as before, and the few days of training also reduced the fat on her arms.

And Yan Song doesn't supervise her, it all depends on Yan Yaqi's self-conscious training.

If my younger sister is lazy, Yan Song doesn't care now.

But Yan Song would pinch his sister's belly and laugh at her.

The harm was not great, but the insult was extremely high, Yan Yaqi was defeated in the end.

Make up your mind to change yourself.

The next day, November 2th.

In the morning, the Bulls beat the Blazers 116-89.

The Bulls' record also came to 49 wins and 6 losses, ranking first in the league.

"It's been 55 games and the season has gone by so fast."

Yan Song sighed in the arena, Yan Yaqi thought about it and said.

"That's a total of 82 games, and you only have 27 games left to play."

The words fall.

Everyone in the arena nodded, how fast, there are only 27 games left.

The opponents for the playoffs can basically be determined now.

Among them, besides the Bulls, another team is also a strong contender for the championship.

He is the Utah Jazz, the Jazz with Karl Malone and Stockton is extremely powerful.

But they were defeated by the Bulls led by Michael Jordan every time. The two legendary superstars have been unable to win the championship that Yesi dreams of.

But there is still a chance in these two years. As long as they beat the Bulls, the championship must be theirs.

"What's terrible about Karl Malone, haven't we defeated them?"

Yan Song was puzzled and asked.

Ewing and the others looked at him one after another and said.

"Occasional wins in the regular season are nothing, and every team will give their best in the playoffs."

What Ewing meant was obvious. It was useless for us to beat the Jazz before. It is not that simple to beat them.

Even Jordan can't guarantee that he can win the tough bone of the Jazz [-]%.

Seeing that Yan Song was still puzzled, Ewing continued.

"They are regulars in the playoffs and finals. They have won all the honors, big and small. Do you still think the Jazz are weak?"

Before the words finished, Yan Song nodded frantically.

I see, it seems that I need to study the players of the Jazz.

But the two teams are not in the same theater. If you want to play against the Jazz, it must be in the finals.

The prerequisite for entering the finals is to defeat the Bulls first.

Thinking of this, Yan Song felt a sharp pain in his head, and it was a hard nut to crack.

I have to step up the time to train.

easygoing.

Yan Song picked up the ball and started the previous training.

"Alan, come here and try my new move."

Houston was called over, and Yan Song stood in a low position to hit Houston.

Huston faced Yan Song by hitting himself, and snorted coldly in his heart.

He knew that Yan Song had gone to Houston yesterday, but why did Yan Song go to Houston?
Houston just guessed with his toes, and he knew that he was going to Olajuwon to learn dream footsteps.

Houston thinks he is also a veteran, and it's not like Jordan hasn't played against him before.

Just look at Houston's confidence and then...

Then he was sent flying by Yan Song, who scored a throw.

"what's the situation?"

Houston questioned himself in his heart, and said casually.

"This ball doesn't count, I'm not ready."

Houston shook his shoulders this time, letting himself relax.

Yan Song chuckled, took the ball and hit Houston again.

"Alan, I'm a genius, and a genius progresses very quickly."

The words fall.

Yan Song swayed his shoulders, and Houston pressed close.

I saw Yan Song turning around and jumping up, throwing back a jump shot.

Houston also jumped up in a hurry and reached out to block the shot.

"Shh."

The goal was scored and Yan Song scored again.

Houston stood still, with black lines all over his face.

"How about it?"

Yan Song asked, but Houston didn't answer. He whistled and walked to the other side, ignoring Yan Song.

Seeing Houston like this, Yan Song couldn't help laughing.

...

Another day of training was over, and Yan Song took a shower after returning home.

The Knicks have a game against the Utah Jazz tomorrow.

Yan Song is still unable to play, but he will make a record and observe the Utah Jazz's offensive habits and everyone's strengths and weaknesses.

Karl Malone is 113 meters tall and weighs 250 kilograms ([-] pounds).

He was the 1985th pick in the first round in 13, the same class as Ewing.

But Malone's strength is worthy of the top three picks. Last season, he averaged 26.7 points per game, reflecting his offensive power.

Coupled with an average of 10.6 rebounds and 3.5 assists per game, he became the main starter in the Jazz.

And his old partner, John Stockton, was the 1984th pick in the first round in 16.

His scoring average is not high, 14.7 points.

But he averaged 11.2 assists and 1.7 steals per game.

He is the person who has won 9 assists in the NBA.

This time is not over, Stoke Duan is still the steal king in the 88 and 91 seasons, with many honors, and has been selected to the All-Star 8 times, and has also won the All-Star Player of the Year (AMVP).

The honor of the two made Yan Song dazzled, it seems that he really underestimated the two seniors.

Unexpectedly, Utah Shuangsha was so terrifying, Yan Song didn't dare to go to see Ma Long's honor, and sorted out the collected information.

His head is full of the opponent's strong record and the honor of crushing countless people.

Thinking about it, Yan Song also made guesses about the honors he might get this season.

"The leader in scoring? The leader in assists or the leader in steals?"

"Will you get an MVP?"

Yan Song has not seen his own average records.

Because he doesn't want to watch it, you want to wait until the end, after the regular season, to see how your statistics are.

But at least what is certain is that Yan Song will definitely win the best rookie this time, definitely will.

Yan Song's eyelids began to fight, and finally fell asleep in a daze. The expected playoffs are finally coming soon...

　The first change, a pen, the winter vacation homework was solved in one night, the right hand of God.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)