pinnacle swinger

Chapter 48 Iguodala
Three months later, Pennsylvania, Philadelphia.

In the early morning, just after dawn, the main entrance of the Wachovia Center Arena has been opened.

As a living fossil representative who witnessed the rise and fall of the arena, Uncle Tom, the maintenance worker captain, came to the arena very early.For him, maintaining the cleanliness of the arena is not only his daily job, but also a mission he is willing to complete. He is the most ardent 76ers fan.

The Wachovia Center Arena was built in 1996 and has gone through 14 years.

In this arena, Iverson, the greatest short champion in history, spent his most memorable years. He left his youth and peak in this arena, dedicated to all those who love him fans.Training, competition, carnival, on the floor of the Wachovia Center Arena, what is rubbed is the dream of all 76ers.

Uncle Tom hummed a relaxing song and polished the handle of the arena door.He knew that today was the day when the 76ers players gathered. In fact, he had already mobilized the staff to clean up and down the arena yesterday, but early this morning, he was a little worried. No, run Come over and wipe some reflective places with a damp rag.

Not long after, a tall Land Rover off-road vehicle drove into the arena, slammed the accelerator smartly, and parked quietly in the vacant parking lot outside the arena.

Uncle Tom stopped his cleaning, glanced at the license plate number and knew it.

Immediately afterwards, the door opened, and a tall figure stepped out of the vehicle.

He was wearing a tight white T-shirt on his upper body, outlining almost explosive muscle lines.The lower body is a very flamboyant pair of red trousers, equipped with a pair of shiny black leather shoes, just as shiny as the stainless steel handle that Uncle Tom just wiped, it is really very fashionable.

But this person's skin is dark, like a black charcoal head.

"Hey, Andre, good morning!" Uncle Tom greeted him, looking very familiar.

The man named Andre responded, with a warm smile on his face, "Hey, Uncle Tom, you're early too!"

He turned out to be the current star of the 76ers-Andre Iguodala, the most famous devil and muscular man in the Mesozoic NBA!
No wonder he looks like a bodybuilder's muscles.

But Iguodala doesn't have the pretensions of the 76ers' star. He always has a smile on his face, standing at the door with Old Tom, talking and laughing.

"You are the earliest again today, Andre, you train really hard!" Old Tom praised sincerely.

When Iguodala heard the old man's praise, his face was inevitably a little happy, and he immediately accepted Old Tom's praise generously, and laughed: "That is, I am used to getting up early to participate in training, you know, The competition in the NBA is very fierce, and those who don't work hard will eventually be eliminated."

While the two were talking, a tall and thin figure suddenly appeared at the main entrance.

Old Tom's eyes were bright, he took a look and estimated his height, and knew that another player from the 76ers came to report.

"what!"

After the player approached in casual clothes, his face showed a look of surprise, and he muttered to himself, there is someone who trained earlier than him!
"You are. Tang! I've seen you on TV!" Old Tom looked at the face of the visitor, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he said Tang Wenlong's name loudly.

Iguodala was also a little surprised. He didn't expect the newcomers to the team to be so active. He naturally knew Tang Wenlong. The latter was the most important signing for the 76ers this summer. His iconic yellow skin and Impressive handsome face.

"Hi, I'm Tang Wenlong." Tang Wenlong stared at Iguodala with interest in his eyes.

Iguodala looked angrily and amusedly at the bold newcomer looking at himself without fear, and then extended his hand generously, "Welcome, Don, I'm Andre Iguodala."

The two shook hands heavily, feeling the width of each other's palms, and both were slightly surprised.

"A pair of big hands is very useful in basketball games." Iguodala said with a smile.

Tang Wenlong was taken aback, wondering why Iguodala said that suddenly.

Iguodala obviously saw Tang Wenlong's doubts, but he was not ready to explain. He was quite satisfied with the little boy he just met. No matter in terms of height, shoulder width, palm or arm span, he seemed to be very tall at the moment. It's quite good, and it seems to be very hardworking.

"Let's go, let's go into the locker room and change." Iguodala familiarly pulled Tang Wenlong into the arena.

Tang Wenlong did not expect that the boss of the 76ers he met on the first day would be such an enthusiastic person, with a happy face, and it seemed that it would not be too difficult to handle the relationship with the team boss.The old man Joe Thomas had repeatedly told him to handle the relationship with his teammates.

Iguodala chatted with Tang Wenlong while walking: "Tang, your speech at the draft conference was really good. Wow, you want to make a contribution to the world basketball."

Tang Wenlong was a little embarrassed by Iguodala's praise, scratched his head and said modestly: "I just have such a small idea, I didn't expect to be recognized and sympathized by everyone, and I feel very honored."

Iguodala looked at him and said with a smile: "Your height is also a lie, your height is about the same as mine."

Tang Wenlong shrugged, and said: "The data reported here is the data when I first arrived at Syracuse University a year ago. At that time, I was indeed a few centimeters shorter than now."

"Are you still going to play point guard in the new season? With your height, I think you can play on the wing, or learn from me, and I will teach you how to become an excellent swingman?" Iguodala Take care of everything, as if I will cover you in the future.

Tang Wenlong nodded hastily, and said excitedly, "Really? I actually like the wing position quite a bit."

"Ah" Iguodala was stunned, and said, "I was just joking."

Tang Wenlong: "."

"Haha." When Iguodala saw Tang Wenlong's mournful face, the smile on his face was even wider, and he felt that this new kid was just too much fun.

During the chat between the two, Tang Wenlong asked a lot about some general knowledge about the NBA, and Iguodala patiently introduced him.While walking, Tang Wenlong always looked sideways at Iguodala's trendy outfit, couldn't help but look up and down, and complained countless times in his heart.

Tang Wenlong asked about Iverson's deeds back then. As a man who witnessed Iverson's peak, no one knew Iverson better than Iguodala.

"Brother Allen is my guide in the NBA. He has always been the greatest NBA player in my heart. He has changed the entire NBA game!" Iguodala commented on Iverson in his words, sincerely respecting the powerful player of the year. Iverson praised Tang Wenlong highly, and then he gave Tang Wenlong a strange look, and suddenly said: "Tang, while it's still early, let's play a few balls in the arena later!"

"Ah~" Tang Wenlong didn't expect Iguodala to make such a request, but immediately, he felt a surge of excitement—one-on-one with the top five wing defenders in the league!So he quickly nodded and agreed: "Okay, okay, no problem!"

"Let's go then, let's hurry up and change clothes." Iguodala saw Tang Wenlong full of confidence, with a strange smile on his face, stepped up his pace, and walked to the locker room.

Tang Wenlong followed closely behind.

In the locker room, Iguodala skillfully found his wardrobe, and then found out his 76ers No. 9 jersey, while Tang Wenlong stood there in a daze, but it didn't take long for him to find the wardrobe with his name on it .

He sneaked a glance at Iguodala, who was already wearing the No. 9 jersey, and sighed inwardly.

After being selected by the 76ers, Tang Wenlong realized that Iguodala used No. 4 when he first entered the league. Later, when Chris Webber joined the 76ers, Iguodala gave up the No. 4 jersey to the 9ers. Webber, who used the No. 9 jersey himself, said it was because he was selected with the No. 9 pick in the draft that year.Tang Wenlong occasionally fantasizes about Iguodala giving up the number [-] to himself, but that is impossible. When it comes to status in the world, it is almost as good for him as a rookie to give up the number [-] to others.

After that, he wanted to choose No. 3, but that was also impossible. The No. 76 of the 3ers belonged to Iverson forever. It is uncertain when Iverson’s jersey will be retired, and he will not risk the disgrace of the world. Go with number 3.

No. 2 belongs to Moses Malone and has been retired.

So after picking and choosing, he finally chose No. 1. In the wardrobe today, there are white No. 1 jerseys neatly arranged by the staff, which look pretty good.

The two quickly changed their clothes, and Tang Wenlong and Iguodala walked out of the locker room side by side.

"Hey, you don't wear protective gear." Iguodala glanced at Tang Wenlong and said in surprise.

"Protective gear?" Tang Wenlong showed doubts on his face.

Iguodala flicked the white armguard of his right arm with his right hand, and gestured: "No, it's this kind of protective gear. In basketball games, protective gear is very important. Haven't you used it before?"

Tang Wenlong shook his head. Where did he use protective gear? Usually it was very simple jersey and shorts.

Iguodala said in a solemn tone: "Don, if you want to maintain a long career in the NBA, you must be familiar with the use of various protective gear. As a senior advice, I hope you still Use protective gear to protect your joints, you have to know that you are only 19 years old this year."

Tang Wenlong was still a little puzzled, but when he heard that Iguodala was so serious, he nodded seriously to show his understanding.

Iguodala sighed: "Actually, an athlete's body is like a precision machine. Even after a lot of hard work, it will eventually age one day. Protective gear is like applying maintenance oil on the machine to let the machine Being able to reduce wear while using it, dunking a hundred times may not do much harm to the body, but what if you dunk it [-] times?"

Tang Wenlong widened his eyes, and suddenly found that what Iguodala said was indeed very reasonable.

This time, his expression was extremely serious, and at the same time, he showed a bit of gratitude. The advice given to him by Iguodala, as an old man, was invaluable. This was from the experience of professional athletes. The coaches, even Jack's trainers, hadn't told him about it.

He suddenly felt that he had just opened the door to basketball, and he still had a lot to learn
(End of this chapter)