The genius of the basketball madman is on the left

Time is a key, it can answer all questions.

The spring of 2003 came earlier than usual, and the spring in Harlem was as usual, with the inherent chill of spring, but this did not stop the enthusiasm of basketball players.

The camera zooms in, and on every street corner in Harlem, enthusiastic and idle people can be seen venting their excess energy on the basketball court.

Crossing the dilapidated streets of Harlem, New York, turn right from 156th Street into 155th Street, where the old site of the Polo Baseball Stadium is. With a 17-story "slum building", you can guess that people call it "Polo Field Apartments".

The terraces on the top of the apartment buildings are deserted, save for the sprawling sprawl of clotheslines and TV antennas.

Looking down from this former baseball mecca, you can see an asphalt basketball court painted with red and green paint, and some empty beer bottles in brown brown paper bags have nowhere to hide under the pale streetlights.

That's right, this is New York, no, it's the holy land of streetball in the entire United States, Rock Park!

It is four o'clock in the afternoon, which is the busiest and most crowded time of the day. There are people of all kinds surrounding the stadium. Some of them come from the next street, some come from Brooklyn, and some They even made a special trip from neighboring states or even different countries to make a pilgrimage.

The hoods of cars parked on the side of the court are the best courtside seats, the bridge over 155th Street is the second-floor box, and the rooftops of the high-rise buildings around the park are cheap seats.

At this time, they kept cheering, and from the restlessness of the crowd on the sidelines, you knew that an inspiring confrontation was going on on the court at this time.

The most eye-catching person on the court is undoubtedly a white man, who is particularly eye-catching among the blacks. It is reasonable that even in the new century, whites are still a disadvantaged group on the street court, but unexpectedly, this white man has won There were the most cheers and screams.

I saw that he easily used BaselineBehindTheBack to overturn his opponent, dribbled the ball behind the inside and passed another person, and then made a light layup to win the whole house. At the same time, he also ended the game.

This is his 18th straight win at the course, and he is undefeated since he landed at Rock Park in November last year.

"Grayson!" "Grayson!" "Grayson!"

With his name chants, Grayson smiled and waved before walking off the field to sit and wait for his next opponent.

At the same time, a brand new player ushered in at the gate of Locke Park...

After watching the game just now, two black brothers, one big and one small, were walking towards the door with their shoulders crossed.

"Hey, I knew that guy Grayson Boucher could win. He's an outlier among white people. You don't believe me, haha, 200, 200, don't lie to him!" Dahei said.

Xiao Hei's face was full of displeasure: "SHIT! Here you are, I won't renege on the debt, but the current Locke Park has been conquered by a white man, and now I hope that one person can stand up to defeat him and destroy his arrogance arrogance!"

"What is there to do, Alstom has left the street, and there are a few others who haven't come out yet, hot sauce, silk? They won't come back now, with the gang on the street now, maybe only the vandals have a chance Right." Dahei said while counting the money, it can be seen that he is also an old street player, and he is also familiar with streetball celebrities.

"That's right, SHIT, then I'll wait and see how long he can be arrogant..." Xiao Hei walked out with a dejected face, probably because he was too short, and found himself bumping into someone...

"Be careful little guy."

Xiao Hei looked up, and what he saw was a face darker than his complexion...

"Break, destroyer!" Xiao Hei shouted excitedly.

"Okok, it's me, calm down, I won't sign for you." The saboteur in Xiao Hei's mouth lowered his head and said with a smile.

"Okay buddy, don't be skinny."

"This is Rock Park. It's really broken."

The saboteur who wanted to say something was interrupted by a man of yellow race behind him, but beyond Xiao Hei's expectation, the saboteur who was crazy on the court immediately put on a smile, turned his head and said: "Yes, boss, this It's your first time here, let me show you around."

As he talked, he took the lead to walk in. In Xiao Hei's eyes, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like... a dog's leg!

"WTF! This is broken, destroyer..." Xiao Hei was dumbfounded, and at the same time his eyes were fixed on the yellow-skinned person...

"Who is this guy..." Xiao Hei looked confused, and then he was slapped on the back of the head.

Snapped!

"You don't care who he is! Hurry up, I'm not going to the game hall, hurry back, there must be a good show!" Dahei turned his head and ran away after speaking.

"Oh oh oh! That's right!" Xiao Hei hurriedly followed, he wanted to see if it was the gods there who could make the saboteur look like a dog.

Well, there is no need to doubt that this group of people is naturally Zuo Li and Jerry, as well as Tom who was ignored by Big and Black.

The one they call the saboteur is the 22-year-old Jerry. Jerry, who landed in Rock Park 4 years ago, has already become famous here. Park found his footing and earned the nickname 'The Destroyer' here because of his penchant for getting past opponents and blasting the rim with both hands.

Don't think that this is just a nickname. In Rock Park, it is a lifelong dream of many street players to have a nickname of their own.

It took Jerry four years to get this honor, which is enough to show his current strength, at least it is justified by the street players here.

As for Tom, he is two years younger than Jerry, and he also entered Rock Park four years ago, but he is not well-known, which may have something to do with his style of play and height. At 182cm, he is a rare pitcher on the street court. He is good at shooting three-pointers, and he is also very confident in the middle distance. His personal skills are very simple, and he rarely does it alone when he can pass. Simply put, Tom is not like a street player, although he has a good winning rate in bullfights with others. After all, the defense of street players is very average, and the middle distance is still very useful, but this style of play is also doomed to make it difficult for him to make a name for himself on the street court, which likes to play coquettishly, but Tom himself doesn't care.

As for Zuo Li, this is the first time he has come to Rock Park in five years since he crossed.

And the reason why he didn't come here...

While speaking, the three of them had already walked near the main stadium, and their group quickly attracted the attention of the crowd of onlookers beside the stadium.

Just at this time, Grayson Boucher, who had rested for a while, was ready for his second duel today.

"Hey, white boy, let us be your opponent!" Jerry stood up and said.