King of Basketball

051 Sultry Gang

When Nash heard this gunpowder-flavored question, he also said a lot of words to defeat his opponent. Reporters also began to ask Xiao Si: "Amale, what do you think of the victory or defeat of this game?"

Xiao Si rudely fired directly at the microphone at the Spurs: "I want to say that we can only win. We will take revenge, and we will let the arrogant San Antonio win a shameful victory. We will definitely be the winning side, which is beyond doubt!"

This is the fourth time that there is no doubt about it today. The reporters felt the smell of gunpowder in the middle, and they all laughed, and the questions raised gradually became sharp. Xiao Sidu answered one by one, and his words contained strong self-confidence.

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The interview is coming to an end, because they are almost about to enter.

Nash and Xiao Si hit high-fives and then returned to the locker room. The atmosphere in the locker room today is much more solemn than usual, and almost no one is joking.

At the same time, the Spurs' GDP troika is also sitting in the locker room.

This is a stuffy gang. Duncan didn't say a word, as if his facial expression had never changed since Pangu opened the world, just like his stable plate into the frame. Ginobili is adjusting his shoes. He can't let him go wrong. Parker is also busy with his own business. No one is talking here.

"Hey, guys!" Popovich's voice had a sense of vibrating arms and shouting, and his loud voice made the locker room buzz. He was originally a coach, but he became a character who adjusted the atmosphere in the dressing room in the Spurs.

When everyone heard Popovich's hot-blooded roar, they all raised their heads and looked at Popovich strangely, wondering what he was going to say.

"Guys, have you started to hate those arrogant Phoenixers? Yes, they are really arrogant. They think they are the number one in the league. They have no doubt that they will be able to beat us... Don't you think it's a joke?

Several children who have not been in this team for a long time did not fully integrate into this atmosphere and said, "Yes, we should teach the arrogant Suns a lesson, shouldn't we?"

Popovich nodded and found that the three people with GDP did not have much response, especially Duncan, who had an old face, just moved his jaw slightly and nodded. Popovich was used to this atmosphere. He walked over and hugged Duncan's head and whispered in his ear, "Hey, Tim, are you listening to me? We are going to kill the Phoenix, and we are going to teach them a lesson.

Duncan hummed.

Popovich then began to open his tactical board and said, "Listen me, guys... The opponent we are facing is a team that regards attack as everything. They are offensive lunatics. The people who have some attack ability for the Suns now are Steve, Amare, Grant, Laga and Leandro. We must keep these people and cut off Nash's passing route.

The players all affirmed, but at this time, the shooting guard Ginobili suddenly expressed a little opinion: "Head, I think you may have ignored a person, the non-drault draft player of the Suns, the rookie. It seems to be an Asian."

Popovich said: "We can choose to ignore him by surname. You know, Steve and Amale are not easy to deal with. They can fight well. We can't focus too much on a rookie... Besides, he's just a shooting guy... We can easily solve him."

It seems that he is the head coach after all, and he knows more or less about Zhang Chen.

Ginobili said, "But I've seen Zhang Chen's game... That guy is not a very good role to deal with."

Popovich pondered for a moment. Just as he was about to say something, Duncan next to him suddenly said, "I promise I won't let him score on the inside line... Manu can guarantee that he won't score on the outside line." After he said this, there was still no expression on his face, but Popovich was completely relieved when he heard this sentence. He looked at Ginobili inquiringly and saw that Ginobili must have nodded.

"Okay! Guys, you are the best! Go to the battlefield, kill the arrogant Phoenix, and tell them that we are invincible!"

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At the same time, the Suns' soldiers also took their own steps, and D'Antoni was also shouting: "Guys... It's time for glory... We must defeat the San Antonio!"

"Victory!"

Everyone roared and then began the entrance ceremony.

"The following is the No. 6 player from the distant eastern continent, Zhang-chen!"

Zhang Chen trotted all the way into the basketball court, but when he had just taken the first step, he almost fell to the ground.

Because the sound waves are too scary.

Today's American West Arena seems to have quite good attendance. The torrent of sound hit Zhang Chen's ear crazily, giving him a feeling of eardrum swelling and pain. Everyone is screaming at the top of their voices. Today, their honor has risen to the level of a city and a team, so even Zhang Chen, they have unreservedly offered their voices.

Zhang Chen is the first time to hear so many people cheer when he plays at home. He has never received such treatment before.

The deafening voice, earth-shaking cheers, and everything constitute the most glorious flash of a player.

When can I receive such a strong cheer here that really belongs to me? Zhang Chen asked himself.

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The Spurs players were even more exaggerated when they appeared, and Zhang Chen also heard such a big boo for the first time.

It is no exaggeration to say that if you are a heart patient, you will be paralyzed on the spot when you hear such a strong boo. However, Duncan and the others still appeared expressionlessly, and then received the light and was exposed to the public.

Today's game is the second live broadcast of the Suns in the United States. This game, which is labeled as revenge, coupled with two teams with completely different styles, has won the attention of many audiences before the game started.

This game is broadcast live on a local sports station in China, and many people are watching in front of the TV.

This venue is almost full, and there are also many reporters pressing the button on the court. The number of reporters today is frightening. One by one, they hold up their cameras to take photos related to their future. Their cameras are always reaching for wonderful shots and hot stars.

The whistle sound, and the game begins!

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