NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

Chapter 201 His fast break has no solution

Is Wang Yi suffering from altitude sickness?
Very painful!

Does he have a hard time running?
Quite tough!

But when he hit the fast break, he threw himself into the game.

In his eyes, only the opposite basket.

In his whole world, it seems that only the opposite basket is left.

This basket is his sworn enemy.

He wants to use all his strength to break it!

What altitude sickness, what hypoxia, he has long forgotten.

It's like the Jordan Finals flu fight.

High fever of 38 degrees, scored 38 points.

When you're focused on the game, physical pain seems less of a problem.

(Of course, Jordan later clarified that the game was not flu, but food poisoning.)
When Wang Yi landed, he rushed too hard and had too much inertia.

He slammed into the basketball hoop hard.

Fortunately, there are thick pads on the basketball hoop, so he will not be injured.

This dunk was amazing.

The audience once again had a moment of silence.

You know, because this is a plateau area, most players come here to play.

Few visiting team players have played such a long-distance gliding hack in this arena.

But now, a man of yellow race who they are accustomed to think is not physically fit, actually played a game of gliding and snapping when he obviously suffered from severe altitude sickness.

This is very rare indeed.

Wang Yi leaned on the basketball hoop and took a few breaths.

Then quickly back on defense.

This dunk seems to have taken all his strength.

When he returned to the defense, his footsteps were as heavy as if he was dragging two dead dogs, and he walked forward with difficulty.

He breathed heavily, as if trying to get all the air into his body.

But the oxygen that can enter his body is far from enough for his body to consume.

But he doesn't care anymore.

Watch the score on the scoreboard.

One of his three points and one of two points widened the difference to 16 points.

Worth it!

Even if I lay down and go out today, I still have to dig the Nuggets and shut up all the fans here!

Nuggets coach Malone wanted to call a timeout.

But at this time, the live camera showed Wang Yi a close-up.

Wang Yi's complexion was as pale as paper, his breath was like a cow, and his sweat was like rain.

He knew that this guy's altitude sickness was too severe.

He fought too hard and suffered from severe hypoxia.

If he called a timeout at this time, it would be equivalent to giving him a chance to breathe.

Instead of this, it's better to continue fighting like this and consume a lot of his physical energy.

In this way, when he reached the third quarter, he had no choice whether to play or not.

So he dismissed the idea of ​​a timeout and just got Jokic ready.

Once the ball is dead, replace him.

Already behind by 16 points, if he is not replaced, the point difference will widen to 20 points, and it will be too difficult to catch up in the second half.

At the same time, he shouted to the players on the field from the sidelines:

"Just fight like this, he has no physical fitness, and he has severe altitude sickness! Don't be frightened by his performance!"

"He will be crazy for another minute or two at most. With such intense exercise, he will soon be out of breath and even faint!"

"Remember, you are the masters of this arena!"

The players were encouraged by the coach, and the morale that had been hit by Wang Yi just now was slightly lifted.

On the Lakers side, coach Vogel frowned slightly when he saw Wang Yi's appearance.

Wang Yi was too impulsive.

I just recovered some of my stamina, and now I've only played two rounds, and I'm panting like this again.

Why don't you ask for a time-out just to let Wang Yi take a breather?

But after that?

If Wang Yi still fights like this after playing, will he have to call a timeout to breathe for him after two rounds?
With this in mind, Vogel dismissed the idea of ​​calling a timeout.

Let Wang Yi have a long memory.

This young player is too impulsive.

Let him remember the consequences of impulsiveness this time, and he will know how to fight in the future.

Huaxia here.

Today is Saturday.

Wang Jianhua and his wife are watching their son's game at home.

When seeing the close-up picture of her son, the mother couldn't help her eyes getting wet.

Whoever's son is distressed.

Everyone else just expected Wang Yi to perform well.

When Wang Yi performed well, they just cheered, excited, excited.

Only Wang Yi's mother couldn't help but feel her heart twitch when she saw her son's face pale as paper, panting heavily, and sweat pouring down like rain, as if someone had pinched her heart.

Which mother would like to see her son suffer like this?
She couldn't help but look at Wang Jianhua next to her:

"It's all about you. At that time, I asked my son to study a doctor or a lawyer, but you insisted on letting him learn basketball. If he had listened to me, his son would have been a doctor or a lawyer now, and he would not have suffered so much. guilt."

Wang Jianhua shook his head:
"He's a man! What's wrong with men suffering a little bit? Is it like those sissies on the Internet who are neither male nor female, who have to go to the hospital for scratching their hands?"

Mother shook her head and sighed:

"I didn't say that my son wanted that. I would be disgusted to see that. I just don't want my son to suffer too much."

Wang Jianhua lit a cigarette and took a puff:
"Your son's salary in a year is as high as that of others for a lifetime. If you don't suffer some crimes with so much money, God is too unfair."

The mother retorted: "What about those little fresh meats? People get hundreds of millions of dollars for making a movie, and they don't have to suffer. When will God be fair?"

Wang Jianhua said to death: "So God sent them all in one by one?"

……

At the same time, at the ESPN headquarters in the United States.

Nicole is in her own private office, watching the game on the computer screen.

Her eyes flickered, and she couldn't help feeling sorry for Wang Yi.

She wanted to call Wang Yi immediately and talk to Wang Yi.

But now it's racing.

She wanted to wait until the intermission before calling Wang Yi.

But I was afraid of what tactics the coach was planning;
Secondly, Wang Yi is already so tired, halftime is the time for him to take a good rest and replenish his energy, wouldn't it be too stupid to disturb him by himself?

Her heart has been messed up.

Originally, there was still an interview this afternoon, but in this state, she had no intention of doing it at all.

After much deliberation, she finally made up her mind.

Made a call: "Book me a flight to Denver, yes, now."

Then came to the leader's office:

"I'm sorry, team leader. I have to go to Denver now. I have something urgent. Let someone else do the interview in the afternoon."

The leader of the basketball team said with a smile:

"It's okay, just go. I will inform the guests of the interview in the afternoon, saying that we have changed the time, and you can interview him tomorrow afternoon."

Nicole was taken aback for a moment: "This...isn't very good."

The team leader still smiled and said:

"It's nothing bad, just go ahead."

……

Denver Plateau, site.

Wang Yi returned to the defensive position.

Caruso asked: "Wang, how are you? Why don't you let me guard Murray."

Wang Yi shook his head: "I'll lock up Murray, and the rest of you defend Jokic with heavy troops!"

(End of this chapter)