Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 215 I really dreamed about Garnett
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Yao Ming raised his arms to screen for Billups.

Billups changed direction and drove straight to the basket.

Baron Davis swiftly bypassed Yao Ming and lunged at Billups.

At that moment, Billups, without turning his head, flicked the ball back to Yao Ming.

He didn't waste his summer training; his passing became more and more accurate.

And he knew Yao Ming was in that position.

Sure enough, Yao Ming received the ball and shot directly without waiting for Magloire to pounce.

He didn't jump very high, but his form was perfect.

Most importantly, with his height, a simple jump is already the limit for many guards.

With a gentle flick of the wrist, the basketball swished through the net.

The crowd erupted in cheers, echoing Yao Ming's name.

After this shot went in, Yao Ming's score reached 41 points.

Tang Sen quickly looked up at the timer from the sidelines.

There are 17 seconds left.

The score is 91-90, with the Knicks leading by one point.

But with 11 seconds left, the Hornets had plenty of time to win the game.

Tedeschi, standing beside him, couldn't help but mutter under his breath, praying for a victory.

Tang Sen also wanted to win.

After all, Yao Ming had already given it his all in this game.

Scoring 41 points and still losing, he really needs to follow in the footsteps of Carter and Iverson and become the leader of the empty-point stats group.

Silas promptly called a timeout to plan the final attack.

Thibodeau also pulled the others along, nervously setting up the defense.

"Stay with the person!"

Thibodeau kept reminding everyone, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He wanted a winning start in his first game in charge.

The wasps attack.

Baron Davis had the ball, pressed the clock, and started his run with 7 seconds left.

All Hornets players began to move.

In the chaos, Magloire rushed out to cover for David Wesley as he circled out.

Davis feinted a pass, but instead sent it to Mashburn on the weak side.

At that moment, the hearts of nearly 20,000 fans in the stadium seemed to be gripped tightly, as if they were about to stop beating.

Mashburn receives the ball.

But at that moment, a figure rushed out.

He came to an abrupt stop, his extra-long arm already raised, blocking Mashburn's view.

It's Prince.

He had a big heart; he remained calm and didn't rush to jump.

The gamble paid off; Mashburn was just making a show of getting up.

If Prince jumps too quickly, Mashburn can easily break through.

In that instant, Mashburn missed his chance.

Seeing that the time was about to reach zero, he didn't have time to make any unnecessary movements and forced his way out.

Prince then leaped up to block.

With a clang, the basketball hit the frame and came out.

The timer is reset to zero.

Madison City fell silent for a moment, then erupted in cheers as if the championship game had been won.

MSG TV Station.

"The ball didn't go in, but we won. Damn it, we finally won the game."

Brin shouted excitedly.

Frazier silently clutched his chest, a wave of fear washing over him.

"TyShawn saved the game, damn it, we could have won much more easily."

They won, but Frazier had something to say.

"Yao was truly outstanding. He was invincible. He scored a whopping 41 points. His performance couldn't have been better."

"But the others are wasting Yao's efforts."

"At the end of the third quarter, we were still leading by 8 points, but Yao went to the bench to rest, and the Hornets immediately caught up."

"In just a few minutes, we only managed to score 2 points."

"That does not work."

Frazier kept shaking his head and shouting, "We need more people to step up."

Like Frazier.

Although the Knicks managed a hard-fought victory, the New Yorkers were still not satisfied.

The Hornets won, and they're only a mid-tier team in the Eastern Conference.

During the regular season, such victories are of no reference value.

Even so, it was a narrow victory.

Moreover, they only won because of Yao Ming's unstoppable outburst, scoring a whopping 40 points.

Who can guarantee that Yao Ming will have such an explosive performance every game?

Even if Yao Ming worked himself to death, it wouldn't work.

However, for everyone on the Knicks, winning is a good thing.

At least it gives me a chance to catch my breath.

The atmosphere in the locker room after the game was much more relaxed.

The crowd was discussing Prince's final dive intensely.

This is crucial.

Of course, Yao Ming's performance also earned him everyone's respect.

He said he would help the team win the game, and he really did.

"Don."

As he was leaving, Bender, carrying his bag, found Tang Sen and asked him where his video was.

Tang Sen said he wanted to see the video.

Tang Sen really did prepare; he started preparing at the beginning of the season.

Watching videos is part of the training plan.

Tang Sen took him to the office to get the videotape.

"It's okay to watch, but don't stay up too late. Getting enough rest is very important," Tang Sen reminded him again.

Increasing training intensity during the season requires adequate rest.

Bender rents a place near the training center.

They're all rookies, all poor, some so young they don't even have a driver's license.

So the Knicks arranged a bus to take all the players who were renting accommodations near the training center home after the game.

On the bus, the teammates were still having a lively discussion about today's game.

Outside the window, the lights were bright and the city was bustling.

Bender didn't look much, and quietly closed his eyes to rest.

I also took the opportunity to reflect on my performance today.

He came on as a substitute but only managed to score 4 points.

But after more than a month of hard training, Bender also felt the benefits of gaining weight.

My own strength in combat has indeed increased a lot.

Tang Sen's training is indeed as impressive as the media reports.

Return to the apartment.

Bender lives alone.

He heated up the boxed lunch.

To gain weight, Bender now eats five meals a day.

The video was played while we were eating.

On television, a recording of a match from an unknown period of time appeared.

It was a game between the Timberwolves and the Bucks. In the footage, figures were moving around, and Garnett was mismatched against Cassell in the elbow area.

He lowered his body, stretched out his left arm, and let Cassel take two steps.

At that moment, the screen stopped, and Tang Sen's voice could be heard.

Bender was startled.

Tang Sen's voice rang out: "Pay attention to Cassel's attacking footwork, and then observe Garnett's footwork positioning."

Bender immediately paused the recording and observed carefully.

Only then did Garnett notice that Cassell's right foot was forward, and then Garnett raised his left arm, leaned to the side, and dragged his right foot back.

Bender then realized that Tang Sen's voice-over was essentially telling him what to pay attention to.

If it weren't for that sound, Bender wouldn't have noticed it at all.

He couldn't help but be surprised. Tang Sen hadn't simply found some Garnett game highlights for him to watch. Finding specific videos and then dubbing them must have taken a lot of effort to produce.

He continued playing.

Cassell initiates a breakthrough, moving to the left.

Garnett moved to the side, his outstretched arm accurately blocking Cassell's path.

The screen paused again, and Tang Sen's voice appeared.

"Kassel's attacking foot is forward, so his habit is to use his right foot to break through to the left."

"Garnett is very experienced. He took two steps back, leaving plenty of room to react. His right foot was pulled back, allowing him to move quickly to the right. He also extended his right arm to widen his defensive range."

"He accurately predicted Cassell's direction of the breakthrough and made the correct defensive move."

"And the outstretched left hand can be raised as quickly as possible to block when Cassell chooses to shoot."

"Pay attention to details, think more, and watch repeatedly."

Bend thoughtfully put down his fork, replayed the video, and pondered Tang Sen's explanation over and over again.

This is just a clip from the video.

The following section included numerous clips of Garnett's defensive plays.

How do you defend perimeter players, and how do you defend interior players?

How do you defend against different types of players?

Furthermore, when Garnett was helping on defense, when did he start paying attention to the guards' movements, how did he anticipate their routes, and how did he choose to interfere when the opponent actually broke through?

Garnett may lack some strength, but his help defense is truly top-notch.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have entered the defensive phase so early.

Bender watched intently, completely absorbed.

He felt that Tang Sen had really broken it down, dissected it, and meticulously explained every detail to teach him how to defend like Garnett.

Before I knew it, the alarm clock went off.

The game started at 4 p.m. today, and Bender got home at 7 p.m.

It's already 11 p.m.

Before I knew it, I had watched for a full four hours.

The key point is that I didn't find it boring at all.

Eleven o'clock is the time Tang Sen is required to go to bed according to his rest plan.

Bender resisted the urge to continue watching, washed up, and went to bed.

Even when lying in bed, his mind was still filled with Garnett's video footage.

He understood somewhat; Tang Sen wanted him to first learn how to improve his defensive abilities, just like Garnett.

Most importantly, Bender never expected that there could be so many intricacies and details in a defensive play, making it so enjoyable to watch.

He took a deep breath, then slowed his breathing, trying to clear his mind.

Tang Sen not only made rest plans for them, but also taught them how to rest.

What method did Tedsky teach for falling asleep quickly?

Bender drifted off to sleep, feeling drowsy.

the next day.

Upon arriving at the training center, Bender's first words to Townsend were that he had dreamt of Garnett.

"real or fake?"

Tang Sen was taken aback.

Bender kept nodding. He couldn't quite remember what the dream was like, but there was no doubt that he had dreamt of Garnett.

"Alright, go change your clothes."

Tang Sen didn't ask any further questions and instead invited him to the changing room.

Tang Sen had no interest in knowing what happened in the dream, no matter what happened in the dream.

There was a match yesterday, and as is Tang Sen's usual practice, today's schedule is a scrimmage.

Five starters and five substitutes faced off head-to-head, immediately setting up one-on-one duels.

Simple and crude.

Whoever trains better and performs better will start.

Moreover, even the five substitutes aren't safe; they'll have to face the challenge of five benchwarmers. If they're not in good form, they'll really be relegated to the bench.

After an hour and a half of static recovery training, the sparring began.

Bender faced off against Swift.

"Jonathan, you seem really excited today," Swift asked as she walked onto the court.

"Have it?"

Bender paused for a moment.

Swift nodded, then got into position and launched an attack.

Although he only watched the recording for one night, Bender really got into it.

So when he faced Swift again, he adjusted his defensive stance.

Before this, Bender's defense against Swift was to give him a step, and then, after Swift started moving, he would anticipate his route and immediately engage in a confrontation.

He knew Swift was fast and had great impact, especially his first step, which was explosive.

So he took a step back.

Then he tried to distract Swift by confronting her.

Because I'm gaining weight, my resistance is getting stronger.

But this time, he started paying attention to details.

For example, observe Swift's positioning: after taking possession of the ball, his right foot is forward.

He might try to break to the left because Swift's breakthroughs are simple, direct, and unchanging.

So Bender copied Garnett, raising his left hand and dragging his right foot back.

Swift's left shoulder slumped, as if he was about to lunge forward.

But Bender keenly noticed that Swift's attacking foot showed no sign of moving.

Bender learned to observe details by watching those video clips over and over again.

So Bender controlled the urge to move, pressed upwards, and leaped into the air.

He bet right; Swift pulled off a clever trick, feinting a drive before actually shooting.

Everyone was forced by Tang Sen to practice shooting, and perhaps that's why Swift had the confidence to choose to shoot directly.

Bender, anticipating the move, seized the initiative and extended his arm to interfere with Swift's shot.

The basketball hit the hoop.

After Swift landed, she looked at Bender with some surprise.

In previous matches, Swift had noticed that Bender's defense was terrible, and it wasn't just a physical problem; his defensive habits, experience, and other aspects were all lacking.

But this ball...

Swift frowned slightly: Surprised?

Bender ran to retrieve the ball, his mind still racing.

At that moment, he felt as if he had unexpectedly obtained a martial arts manual, then tried it out and found that it was really useful, and he was extremely excited.

Unfortunately, when it was time for the starter to change and Bender was on offense, he still couldn't score.

The video Tang Sen provided didn't teach me how to attack.

However, Bender didn't care.

He wants to play defense right now, like he's testing the lessons he learned from watching the video.

Bender still puts the ball aside in the same position.

He stared intently at Swift, betting that Swift would make a direct attack.

In the video, Tang Sen also explained that defense is also a psychological game.

You need to use your brain and think about your opponent's next move.

Since he missed the shot, the simple-minded Swift will definitely choose the method she is better at.

Sure enough, Swift started up.

Still on the left.

Bender's predictions were all correct, but Swift's explosive first step still allowed him to successfully gain the positional advantage.

This guy's physical abilities are truly beast-like.

Bend moves and follows.

He didn't rush to confront them like he used to.

The video also showed this situation: when Garnett faced a player driving into the paint, he would follow him, not rushing to shoot, but waiting for the opponent's final shot before intervening.

Because Garnett has speed and the advantage of wingspan.

Bender also chose to do the same. His first step wasn't as explosive as Swift's, but his agility allowed him to keep up.

Unfortunately, the idea was good.

Swift was clearly more aggressive, taking two steps and jumping directly to slam the ball into the basket with a move that was almost like a dunk.

Bender frowned slightly, immediately realizing that this was due to a difference in physical fitness.

If I had been quicker in my first lateral movement to block, I could have stopped Swift.

My method is fine; it's just that my body isn't strong enough.

Bender turned his head and glanced at Tangsen on the sidelines.

He suddenly understood why Tang Sen kept pushing everyone to train hard, even though the team was losing.

Indeed, the body is the foundation of everything.

(End of this chapter)