pinnacle swinger

Chapter 49 Team Training
Wachovia Center.

The sharp and piercing sound of the sneakers rubbing against the floor, the clear "bang bang" sound of the basketball hitting the ground, and the sounds of harmony and collision and confrontation are intertwined, filling the entire huge training arena.

The two white figures staggered and staggered. If it wasn't for each other, it would be difficult to tell who was who.

After walking in, I saw that it turned out that a dark-skinned athlete and a yellow-skinned teenager were engaged in a one-on-one basketball confrontation. The two were soaked in sweat, obviously exhausting a certain amount of energy.

"Tang, you have changed too little." Iguodala said with a smile, his outstretched arms were like wrapped vines, tightly wrapped around Tang Wenlong's body.

The face of Tang Wenlong, who is vertical and horizontal in the NCAA, has lost all color. He controls the basketball back and forth between his crotch and then turns his back on his back again, stuck in front of Iguodala, barely ensuring that the basketball is controlled within the range of his arms.

He didn't expect Iguodala's one-on-one defensive ability to be so terrifying.

No matter how he falters, Iguodala can always judge the true from the false, and the speed he is proud of is difficult to exert its effect.And once he leaned over and made a strong charge, Iguodala would immediately step back a small space, and then the two had a physical confrontation. .

Sweat dripped from Tang Wenlong's hairline, his face was solemn, and the coping methods were running rapidly in his mind.

"You have changed too little." Iguodala reminded Tang Wenlong again.

Tang Wenlong didn't have time to comprehend the meaning of Iguodala's words, and there was a slight fluctuating error in the possession of the ball, and then a strong black arm was handed over, stabbing the ball in Tang Wenlong's hand with a "snap". basketball.

Tang Wenlong's face darkened, feeling a little overwhelmed.

And Iguodala stood where he was, grabbed the basketball that hit the wall and rolled back, and his face was a little smug.

"It's me again." Iguodala said lightly.

Tang Wenlong nodded, his knee joints were slightly bent, his slender body was bent down, his arms were spread out in parallel, and his defensive posture was standard enough to be a trainer.

"It's already the third ball, be careful." Iguodala reminded, feeling a little bit like I want to make a bigger move.

Tang Wenlong's eyes were fixed, and then he cheered up a little bit, and his concentration was extremely concentrated.

After catching the ball, Iguodala assumed a three-threat pose, with the basketball placed between his waist, and his right toe lightly tapped on the floor, testing Tang Wenlong's reaction.

"When attacking with the ball, the offense needs variety." Iguodala said as if teaching.

Tang Wenlong kept it firmly in his heart.

And just as his last syllable fell, Iguoda pulled!

After catching the ball with both hands, make a shot fake, and then take a quick step to the right.

"Going to the right?!" Tang Wenlong didn't have time to think about it, and the center of gravity of his body shifted slightly.

Iguodala shook his head, "snapped" the basketball bounced off the floor and returned it to his left hand. He actually changed hands at a very low position in front of his body, then stepped out with his left foot, and his body quickly tilted to the left.

Tang Wenlong was taken aback, and struggled to adjust back.

But at this most critical moment, Iguodala's left hand in possession of the ball suddenly disappeared like magic!
Disappeared. Tang Wenlong's pupils suddenly shrank.

It turned out that Iguodala hadn't finished his feint yet. He was two meters tall and flexible like a point guard, holding the ball around his back with one hand, and strangely completed a back dribble.

Between this pull, back and rush, he and Tang Wenlong were separated by nearly half a body.

Tang Wenlong had no choice at the moment. He watched Iguodala walk away, and then lightly completed a two-handed layup under the basket.

"Hahaha!" Iguodala laughed a few times, holding the basketball in his elbow, and approached Tang Wenlong.

Tang Wenlong was very depressed and had a helpless look on his face. He only made one goal by shooting.

Tang Wenlong said: "It seems that I still underestimate the strength of the NBA. I am still too weak. I need to continue to train and improve."

Iguodala was actually very satisfied when he saw Tang Wenlong's humility, and he comforted him: "Actually, you are already proud of your strength at this age. You know, my defense is on the wing of the league. , Only a few top players can still score points, and the efficiency must be greatly reduced."

Tang Wenlong asked curiously: "How many top players are there?"

Iguodala raised his eyebrows, then raised his fingers, and counted: "For example, the strong gorilla in the Heat now, for example, the paranoid in Los Angeles, for example, your college senior, that little kid on the plateau Melo, like the scoring leader fresh out of the oven in Oklahoma."

There were so many, Tang Wenlong was startled, and secretly remembered these people in his heart.

Tang Wenlong asked: "The change you said just now is too little, does it mean that my dribbling changes too little?"

"Correct!"

Iguodala nodded and said, then he patted the basketball with his right hand at the free throw line, and explained: "Look at me dribbling, when I make a sudden stop like this." After speaking, he sent his hands forward and turned his body to the right A sharp pause.

Tang Wenlong watched carefully. Iguodala's emergency stop was different from his own, but it was also very coordinated.

Iguodala said: "Look, when I stopped suddenly, my shoulders barely rose and fell. At the same time, my left hand came back to protect the right hand holding the ball. The left leg in the back swing naturally showed 30 degrees."

Tang Wenlong watched Iguodala's early change of direction carefully, and it was indeed the case, with a pensive look on his face.

"When changing direction, the forefoot of the foot should exert force. I think you all know this. The key is the change in these details. You know, when the NBA excels, most of them rely on changes in rhythm. Part of it depends on the tactical arrangement, very few top players will use all kinds of fake moves to surpass others, and once you have unpredictable changes, you will bring great troubles to the defenders."

Tang Wenlong took the basketball from Iguodala's hand, recalled Iguodala's action just now, and then took two shots with the ball. Suddenly, his right foot stepped forward with the right hand, and his long arm drooped to a terrifying Position, both hands on the floor to complete a very concealed change of direction in front of the body, as if the right hand directly passed the ball to the left hand.

Iguodala's eyes popped, and he almost had a heart attack from fright.

There was a storm in my heart, "Isn't this the action of Dwyane Wade!"

Tang Wenlong played back and forth several times with the sudden stop in front of his body, and the more he did it, the more he felt it. When he was protecting the ball, he naturally added a movement of worshiping Buddha, and his mind began to become extremely open, as if he had found A breakthrough where strength has not grown for a long time!
He became more and more excited, so he simply dribbled the ball and ran across the court for practice, then made emergency stops with his left and right hands, and stared blankly at Iguodala.

At this time, a group of people walked into the arena, wearing 76ers uniforms, obviously players from the 76ers team.

"Hey, Andre!" The visitor greeted Iguodala.

Iguodala turned his head and reached out to give the person a high-five, "Hey, Elton, hey, Louis"

"Hey, isn't this the second place in the list this year? The training is really serious! It's great to be young." Looking at Tang Wenlong who is still practicing by himself on the court, Elton, the team's big brother, said.

"Have you ever fought a bull with him? Was it good?" Louis Williams obviously had a different focus from Elton Brand. He saw the sweat on Iguodala's body and asked a little excitedly.

"Yes." Iguodala shrugged and replied, "This new young man is really amazing."

Iguodala thought for a while, and then said: "If I were to give him a rating, the offense can reach A, the defense is slightly worse, below the league average, but there is also a C rating, not a loophole on the court. "

"So powerful?" Louis-Williams' eyes showed excitement, a little eager to try.

"Hey, the coach and the others are here, don't mess around, it's the first team training game in a while, perform well, and try to make a good impression on the coach." Elton saw Collins and others walk in , stopped Louis who wanted to go on stage to communicate with Tang Wenlong, and said calmly.

Tang Wenlong also saw more and more people around. Although he wanted to practice for a while, he was still a little shy, so he put away the basketball, and then approached Iguodala and the others.

"Hey, you're really good at handling the ball!" Louis Williams is only 24 years old this year. Although he has been in the league for several seasons, he is still very active. As soon as he met Tang Wenlong, he expressed his desire to Willingness to fight Tang Wenlong, "Let's pick a few when we find time later, my hands are itchy!"

"Ha, I'm Elton, Tang, you look quite strong." Brand was much more mature, and stretched out his hand to Tang Wenlong.

"Hello."

Tang Wenlong shook hands with the two of them one by one, then scratched the back of his head and smiled shyly.

(End of this chapter)