NBA: I went from being a reasonable talker to being a god against the sky

Pachulia scolded the referee and was sent off. Although Woodson said he was upset, he frowned slightly and looked at the bench proudly.

There is one thing to say, the Eagles in 07, the thickness of the bench lineup is definitely luxurious.

Needless to say, Childress, that is, he can't support Johnson, and if he switches to another team, he will be at least half the strength of a starting shooting guard.

However, Pachulia played as a striker, and it was not suitable for Childress.

It doesn't matter, there is still a great god sitting in charge.

NCAA champion, Jordan's junior brother, the No. 05 pick in [-], was selected to the rookie second team that year,

206 small forward, Marvin Williams!

In fact, Williams is the Hawks' starting small forward.

It's just that the body is injured, and it's not completely healed yet.

That's why Pachulia is temporarily in the starting line-up.

Seeing Woodson glance at himself with longing little eyes, how could Williams not know the small nine in the coach's heart.

In fact, my own injury is almost healed, but the salary and bonuses that are not up to the mark are taken as they are, so I can't afford to be so desperate.

Now that the game has come to this point, why bother.

Thinking of this, Williams stood up unhurriedly, twisted his neck, shook his arms, and stretched again...

Damn, the little bastard is still pretending to be like me...Woodson smirked on his face, cursing his mother secretly in his heart:

"Marvin, how is your recovery? Can you fight?"

"Coach, look at what you said, you have asked, can I still shrink back? If this leg is broken, I have to play!"

Don't look at Williams' brain melon seeds, which look quite naive, but he has a lot of twists and turns in his heart.

That's not true, he is the ncaa champion, the second place in the draft, and Jordan's junior brother!

To put it bluntly, this is a high-born, and the team has to confess him as a master.

Williams felt that he was almost pretending to be a b, so he stood up suddenly, pulled off his shirt and pants, and strode boldly onto the stage.

While on the court, he pointed Bibby with his finger, pretending to be quite serious: "Pass the ball to me more, and I will blow up the Mavericks."

As soon as these words came out, Johnson, Smith, and Horford felt contempt in their hearts.

The thoughts are similar, "This product is not high-level and the shelf is not too small, so put it in woolen clothes."

Not to mention Bibby, as the eldest brother with the most experience on the Eagles field, do you still need you to teach me how to play?

To put it bluntly, this Williams joined the NBA in 05, and he is younger than Jiang Hao.

21 years old, won the ncaa championship at the age of 18, so arrogant.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was often injured after entering the NBA and Ao Jin suffered a lot, he wouldn't have looked at Bibby directly.

"Okay, you can't do without your damn ball."

Bibby coughed dryly twice, and replied impatiently.

Williams was not stupid either. He heard the meaning in Bibby's words, nodded politely, and cursed in his heart, "Old man!"

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Bibby took possession of the ball for halftime, and Harris immediately followed him. Thinking of Bibby's defense, he couldn't help but say cheaply:

"Old Bi, the status of your team is quite high. I didn't hear it clearly just now. Is it satisfying to let the brat command?"

Harris thought beautifully, and felt that this little trick on his lips could disturb Bibby.

I really think too much!

Bibby, who was born in 78, turned 30 this year, played in the NBA for 9 years, and was the No.98 draft pick in 2.

Among other things, the experience is old and rich.

To use an inappropriate metaphor, Bibby has touched more balls than you Harris has ever seen!

Hearing what Harris said, Bibby was amused, and curled his lips in disdain:

"Little bastard, you have no dick, and you are still playing big swords in front of your grandpa Bi?"

"My nima..." Unexpectedly, Bibby's mouth was like a knife, Harris made fun of himself, and his small face immediately became very sad.

Seeing Harris languid, Bibby sniffled happily, and made a cross step with her crotches.

Shaking Harris accidentally staggered.

"Whoosh!"

Directly make a three-pointer and score.

"Eagle 75:73 Mavericks"

"Looks like you don't have any grandchildren? Learn from your grandfather Bi, this trick is called Yan shoots three points in your face."

Bibby taught Harris a vivid lesson in life in a very domineering way——

Older gingers are more spicy!

"Shuh..." Bibby made such a taunt, and Harris felt like a cluster of small flames on his face, which was hot and painful.

Just as this face had a fever and was depressed, he suddenly felt a big hand pressing down on his head, and at the same time said in a low voice:

"Avenge you."

Looking back, it was Jiang Hao with an inscrutable face.

I don't know what's going on, but Harris just thinks that Jiang Hao's brother is not very old, but he speaks and does things with the arrogance of Laozi who is the best in the world.

Thinking of this, I nodded gratefully: "Help me clean up this pretender."

Bibby returned to his own half, with a look of arrogance on his face.

After all, the three-pointer was played cleanly and beautifully just now, so no one can give himself a thumbs up!

Coincidentally, Williams swayed back to the defense with his legs dragging. Bibby glanced at him disdainfully, curled his lips and said:

"Hey, hello? Isn't this our ncaa champion? Oh, why didn't you ask me for a ball just now? Look how bad this is."

Williams heard that Bibby was intentionally shaming himself, and his big nose and eyes flashed in anger, and he opened his mouth and sprayed: "You old..."

"Snapped!"

Just halfway through speaking, someone slapped him on the back of the head from behind. Although the slap was not heavy, it was extremely insulting.

Williams quit immediately, hopped his feet, turned his head and raised his elbows, and was about to start!

Turning around, he was stunned...

The one who beat him was none other than the boss of the team, the King of Eagles—Uncle Joe.

Speaking of Joe Johnson, he is usually a very serious person.

To put it bluntly, there are few words.

People who talk less are always doing things in their hearts, and people who are doing things in their hearts are generally the most ruthless!

Williams has played for the Hawks for three years anyway, how can he not know how hard Joe Johnson is.

The fire that had originally rushed to his forehead was extinguished with a piss.

"Boss, I..."

"Needless to say, just play your ball well and stop talking nonsense."

Johnson directly interrupted Williams. To put it bluntly, Old Joe himself was very angry today.

But, seeing the end of the third quarter, I only have 6 points, so I'm still called Eagle King!

But Johnson is good at this, and he doesn't compete.

For example, if you don't feel good today, then don't make too many shots and don't grab opportunities from your teammates.

If it sounds good, it means that the choice of playing is reasonable, but if it sounds bad, it's just a word.

soft!soft!soft!

The Eagles have made a mistake all the year round. The lineup is awesome on paper, but they are so weak in the game!

It's no wonder, with such a soft-hearted brother, can you not be cowardly?

On the Mavericks side, Harris hesitated to ask Jiang Hao to avenge himself, and simply passed the ball to Jiang Hao just after the dribble passed the center line.

The ball was passed fiercely, which startled Jiang Hao a little bit. Looking back at Harris who was full of expectation, Jiang Hao was also amused.

Brother Harris is also a master who can't hide two or two oils in his stomach.

At any rate, you have two rounds with Bibi before you talk about it. That's good. You don't dare to fight him face to face, so you just point at you, Brother Hao, and me, right?

Slightly complaining in his heart, Jiang Hao glanced at the time card out of the corner of his eye.

Two points behind, 20 seconds to the end of the third quarter.

Come on, one counts as one, these 20 seconds,

You don't even want to touch the ball...