ace marshal

Chapter 558 I am Jason Thompson
"I'm Jason Thompson, a senior at Rider University in New Jersey, and I have the potential to be the first NBA player at Rider since 1948, but I'm going to focus on the moment because this is my It's the last college season for the team. It's not easy for the team to return to the stage of March Madness after a year. I don't want to leave regrets for my college career, so I want to lead Rider University to compete for the championship. Such an oath may It’s an incredible thing in the eyes of others, but I think I can do it~!!!”

Listening to Thompson's inner monologue, you can feel that this is such a high-minded player, this is such a player who is so confident in his own abilities and how confident he is in the team~! !

And Thompson also unreservedly brought this feature to the surface.

"I'm about to face UCLA, which has freshman Love as the inside line, what do you think~?!"

In the training hall, when the reporter asked this question, Thompson gave a very surprising and very strong answer.

"Of course I want to blow them up~!"

"Even if they are UCLA, it doesn't matter if they are a seeded team, even if they have Love, Westbrook, and Collison, I will still beat them~!!"

"Ryder University has only one purpose in coming to Salt Lake City, and that is to take away the victory of the game, no matter who the opponent is~!!!"

As Thompson said, not only did the expression between his brows look resolute, but he also clenched his hands into fists. It was obvious that he wanted to prove himself.

But after all, basketball is not played by words, it is played by hands. Without real strength, those big words spoken must be a manifestation of arrogance.

The game is getting closer and closer, and UCLA's preparations are also entering the final stage.

"This Thompson did not expect to be a big mouther. Look at this report, he is completely defiant and extremely arrogant~!"

The team leader showed Holland the newspaper that had previously interviewed Thompson, sighing.

"I originally thought that he just had a lack of golf quotient, but I didn't expect that his emotional intelligence was also very low,,,"

Holland looked at the newspaper, shook his head and sighed.

"It's been a long time since I could say something like this before the competition, haha~!"

The leader laughed.

"Presumably, the coaches of Rider University must have been furious after seeing this report~!"

Holland continued to sigh.

"The team has adapted to the plateau environment here~!"

The leader continued to ask.

"Almost, it's been four days. Tomorrow is the game. If you don't get used to it, you don't have to play this game,"

Holland said, very satisfied with the team's condition.

"We really shouldn't be afraid of our opponents, and we should show our self-confidence and fighting spirit, but you are too naive to say these words~!! Isn't this the laughing stock of everyone~!! Jason, When will you be more mature~!!"

Sure enough, as Holland expected, the head coach of Rider University found Thompson after seeing the report and questioned him.

However, the head coach did not "throw into a rage" or "jump into a rage", but more lamentation and helplessness.

Perhaps the head coach has become accustomed to Thompson's seemingly "retarded" behavior and is relatively numb.

"Hmph, no one is optimistic about me, everyone is optimistic about UCLA, well, I want to let everyone know that they are wrong~!!"

But Thompson's heart is still very high.

In a blink of an eye, the first round of March Madness between UCLA and Rider University is about to begin.

"The opponent is mainly Thompson on the inside. Try to make his fouls and mess up his mind. We basically have no difficulties. Another thing to note is that we must make quick decisions and pull them away as soon as possible. Point difference, don't waste too much physical energy, and pay attention to your movements, don't do some too dangerous movements, I don't want to see anyone's first match in March Madness become the last match,, ,"

Inside the UCLA locker room, Holland emphasized.

What I said is quite fair.

"UCLA~!!"

"UCLA~!!"

Although it was in Salt Lake City, the arena was still full of spectators. UCLA's loyal fans followed the team to the away game, shouting and cheering.

"Ryder, we must win~!!"

"Ryder, we must win~!!"

Rider University also has some fans, but compared with UCLA's huge lineup, it is basically a drop in the bucket.

However, there are still half of the fans in a neutral state, sitting there steadily, they just want to enjoy a high-level basketball game.

"This is basically half of our home field~!! Haha~!!"

Lan Shengli felt the environment of the scene and said.

The warm-up before the game also ended soon, and the game began.

"Come on, March Madness, go to UCLA~!!!"

Lan Shengli looked at the five starters who were eager to try and sighed.

Thompson and the UCLA center jump the ball.

Thompson jumped high and dialed the ball to his backcourt.

"Slender Achilles tendons, excellent wingspan, fairly strong upper limbs, this kind of physical condition, anyone who sees it will be envious~!!"

Lan Shengli looked at Thompson and sighed.

Here's Rider University's first offense.

Perhaps it was also to save physical energy. After all, the UCLA players did not put a lot of defensive pressure on the plateau, but just stared at each other.

The movement of the ball at Rider University is relatively smooth.

Soon, the ball came to Thompson's hands.

After Thompson signaled his teammates to open up some space, he directly hit the UCLA center with his back.

Thompson has an absolute advantage in height and strength in this matchup, and soon came near the paint area, also within the attack range.

Love saw this and tried to double-team, not wanting to give Thompson too much room to attack.

But Thompson wanted to make this goal. Before Love's double-team formed, Thompson suddenly turned around in Love's direction, because the UCLA center didn't find Love, so When following Thompson's footsteps, he directly hit Love, which made both of them lose their center of gravity.

Although he did not fall, he has lost his defensive position against Thompson.

Seeing this, Thompson turned around again, returned to his previous position, dribbled the ball with his left hand, and rushed towards the basket along the baseline.

"Duang~!!!!"

Although Love adjusted his center of gravity and followed, Thompson was still faster and directly completed a two-handed dunk.

"Come, on~!!!!"

Thompson roared, full of momentum.

(End of this chapter)