Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 254 Knicks Special: Sweeping the Championship
The players on the sidelines were booing and jeering.

Garnett and Duncan got together.

"Tim, see that? He's really good. You should have gone to train with him last summer," Garnett said, pointing to Townsend on the court.

I trained with Tang Sen for a summer last year and improved my skills. Now, who can still call themselves a "steel mid-range shooter"?

Duncan glanced at Garnett silently.

I thought to myself, "You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Why bring up something you don't want to talk about?"

I did consider it last year, but I couldn't bear to spend the money.

On the court, Jordan looked surprised, and jokingly gestured to his chest before clapping for Tang Sen.

He is nearly two meters tall, while Tang Sen is only 1.8 meters tall, a difference of 20 centimeters.

Then he reached out for the ball, waved to Tang Sen, and signaled for him to defend me.

Tang Sen imitated Jordan, bending down and slapping his hands on the floor.

"Come!"

Then Jordan started, almost perfectly replicating Townsend's move, and finished with a fadeaway jump shot, completing the shot with ease.

Tang Sen defended, but the height difference was completely insurmountable.

The ball goes in.

Jordan spread his hands, as if to say, "See? I can do it too."

He looked relaxed, his eyes filled with enjoyment.

Tang Sen imitated Jordan, gesturing the height difference, and then clapped for Jordan.

The back-and-forth between them had the group of star players on the sidelines in stitches.

Jordan, leaning on his knees, stood with Tang Sen on the wing, watching the two female stars battle it out, and suddenly asked, "Tang, do you regret it?"

Tang Sen was stunned for a moment before realizing what Jordan had asked.

Ask yourself if you regret not making it to the NBA.

After a moment's hesitation, Tang Sen countered, "And you, do you regret making a comeback?"

Jordan may have many reasons for this comeback, such as wanting to become the Wizards' owner and help them sell tickets.

It could also be said to be intended to encourage Americans who have been severely impacted.

But ultimately, it's because he himself wants to make a comeback.

However, his comeback was not as successful as he had hoped.

So Tang Sen also wanted to know, did Jordan regret it?
In 99, he retired completely and will forever remain a legend.

"Do not."

Jordan shook his head slightly, then looked at Tang Sen and grinned, "This is basketball. Being able to stand on the court and play is enough."

Tang Sen sighed.

That's right, this is basketball.

No reason is needed; being able to play basketball and enjoy the fun of basketball is enough.

"If that's the case, then I really regret it."

But I tried my best.

"However, I stayed on the field in another way."

Tang Sen turned his head and looked at Brown and Yao Ming on the sidelines, one by one.

The energy I poured into them was also a reflection of my love for basketball.

Jordan nodded, then suddenly made a reverse run and drove straight for the basket.

Magic Johnson is already quite overweight, but his passing is still incredibly imaginative.

He flicked the ball around in place, like a scalpel, and delivered it to Jordan like a surgical knife.

With a resounding thud, Jordan completed the dunk.

After landing, he smugly shook his finger at Tang Sen behind him.

Tang Sen cursed inwardly, "A sneak attack, huh?"

In the next round, Tang Sen seized the opportunity, shoved Jordan hard, and ran towards the basket.

Wilkins delivered the ball with pinpoint accuracy.

Jordan slowed down, and Townsend got up immediately after receiving the ball.

But as soon as he jumped, Tang Sen realized he wasn't tall enough.

Given my height, I would need to jump at least one meter.

You can't compare to a monster like Allen Iverson on the sidelines.

He is a little over 1.8 meters tall, but his wingspan is almost two meters, and his upper and lower body proportions are simply not normal.

Realizing this, Tang Sen decisively changed his dunk into a layup.

Jordan grinned widely, laughing so hard his stomach hurt.

The star players on the sidelines were all laughing hysterically.

Duncan playfully swung his arm and mimicked Tang Sen's gesture, laughing uncontrollably.

Tang Sen awkwardly ran away, and in the next round, he decisively used the triple threat and pulled one right in front of Jordan.

Without hesitation, Jordan immediately returned the favor.

It's clear he really enjoyed the process.

Tang Sen felt a strange sense of emotion.

This All-Star Game is also Jordan's farewell ceremony.

With the season over, the shadow of the god is no more on the basketball court.

Time flies and ages us all.

Jordan's 40th birthday is just a few days away.

To be honest, given his physical condition, he should be able to play for another year or two without any problem.

But at this age, choosing to leave also takes courage.

Ultimately, the Los Angeles team won the game.

The magician's power remains.

"Tang, seriously, come to the Wizards."

After the game ended, Jordan went up to hug Tangsen and whispered something in Tangsen's ear.

Tang Sen ignored him.

Making demands after winning the game is excessive.

The exhibition game ended amidst applause, and the three-point contest followed.

As soon as Tang Sen sat down, Bird came over and asked Tang Sen if he wanted to make another bet.

He's addicted to gambling.

"No."

Tang Sen simply shook his head; he wouldn't gamble if he wasn't sure he could win.

To Tang Sen's surprise, Houston, with 18 points in the first round, made it to the finals along with Peja and Wesley Persson.

I didn't have high hopes for Houston.

After all, his title is "King of Mid-Range Shots," not "King of Three-Point Shots."

But reaching the finals wasn't enough; after Persson scored a high of 20 points in his opening appearance, Houston went on to score an incredible 24 points. They didn't miss a single one of the five colored balls.

The entire Philips Arena was raining down three-pointers.

The three-time three-point champion next to him looked surprised and asked Tang Sen curiously when Houston's three-point shooting became so accurate.

"I do not know."

Tang Sen was still puzzled.

24 points, that's a score that could win the Three-Point Contest.

Last summer, I focused on developing Houston's shooting range, increasing his consistency, and adjusting his release speed.

And he never stopped practicing his shooting after the season started.

Houston has always been labeled a "catch-and-shoot" player, and efforts are being made to improve his shooting consistency in off-ball play.

But I never expected him to be so accurate.

Recalling Houston's shooting motion, Tang Sen had a sudden thought and noticed something.

posture!

Throughout the entire shooting process, Houston's form remained very stable.

He's like a machine with a pre-programmed sequence, repeatedly making his moves.

He was known as the "King of Mid-Range Shots" because his perfect shooting form was a major characteristic.

This also indirectly shows that he is very good at maintaining the stability of his posture when shooting.

To shoot 25 balls in a minute might really require that kind of mechanical shooting ability.

The pressure was on Peja.

He really withstood the pressure, and the ball went in with a whoosh.

But when we got to the last two spots, I started to lose my balance.

With the last colored ball missed, the score was revealed.

22 points!
Tang Sen almost blurted out "Fuck!"

Before coming, I told myself that I was just signing up for Houston out of curiosity, but I actually won the three-point king title.

He himself looked surprised as he accepted the congratulations from Yao Ming and others around him.

Bird clapped along with Tang Sen, then suddenly said, "Tang, the assist king, the three-point king, if Stromiler wins the dunk king next..."

"Then the Knicks won the All-Star Game this year, and they all trained with you."

Especially Billups, who was practically helped by Townsend to shed the label of a bust and save his career.

"Tang, you're the star of the show today!"

Bird looked at Tang Sen, who was silently putting on a big show in front of him.

If your students sweep all three All-Star championships, what else could you be but a training master?

"Probably not."

Tang Sen shook his head, not daring to be too optimistic.

However, with his second dunk in the preliminary round, Swift directly replicated Carter's performance in 2000, turning around and swinging his arms for a powerful dunk. The brutal dunk left a bunch of people in the audience speechless.

Tang Sen's eyes widened.

In 2000, when I saw my junior, Carter, make such a powerful dunk on TV, I was shocked and my scalp tingled.

It could be said that Carter saved the Slam Dunk Contest that year.

The key is Swift.

Tang Sen knew he was a jumpy guy, the kind of guy who could dunk but not lay up.

I never expected him to be in such good physical condition.

50 points, a perfect score.

With his 47 points from the first dunk, a between-the-legs dunk, Swift and Jason Richardson advanced directly to the finals.

The atmosphere at the scene was completely energized.

Barkley even shouted into the camera that he had once compared Swift to a fast and agile buck.

Swift's first dunk in the final shocked everyone once again.

He started moving from the wing, got close to the basket, and jumped up, spinning like a top.

Not content with 360 degrees, he spun another half-circle and slammed the ball into the basket with a backhand.

540!

Tang Sen's mouth also opened into an "O" shape.

After months of rigorous training, Swift's core strength and explosiveness have seen tremendous improvement.

After all, I trained him to be like Camp.

But this performance is still frightening.

Bird kept clapping and couldn't help but say, "Don, you should bring all your players over to participate in the dunk contest."

There are several athletic guys like Swift on the Knicks' bench.

In the 2001 Slam Dunk Contest, Swift participated, along with Jonathan Bender and DeShawn Stevenson.

It was also in last year's dunk contest.

Gerald Wallace, as a rookie, represented the Kings and made it to the finals, but unfortunately lost to Jason Richardson.

Swift evolved under Townsend's training, so did these other guys not evolve?
If they all came to participate in the dunk contest, it would be as if the dunk contest was specially organized for the Knicks.

Tang Sen thought about it and realized it was true.

Sometimes, Tang Sen even suspected that Layden was picking rookies based on the Slam Dunk Contest.

50 points.

Jason Richardson's right-side cut and mid-air reverse dunk seemed rather ordinary.

He only scored 46 points.

The judges, including Jordan, were completely intrigued and curious about what kind of moves Swift would pull out for her second dunk.

At this point, Swift began waving her hand to clear the area, dispersing the reporters near the midfield.

Seeing this, Tang Sen's heart stirred, and a possibility suddenly came to mind.

Is this kid going to dunk from the free-throw line?

Tang Sen looked toward Jordan on the judges' panel.

Clearly, he had guessed it too, pointing to the free-throw line and speaking urgently to Julius Erving beside him.

At this point, Swift had already started dribbling.

He sprinted faster and faster, and then, amidst everyone's gasps, stepped onto the free-throw line, leaped into the air as if crossing the widest river, and slammed the ball into the basket.

A success!
Jordan excitedly stood up and held up the 10-point sign.

Swift is paying tribute to him!

There was no suspense; Jason Richardson's next dunk clearly couldn't shake the impact of Swift's performance.

Swift got her wish and won the Slam Dunk Contest.

"My God, did I just watch a Knicks game today?"

Bird wasn't the only one to notice this; Barkley yelled at the camera.

The Knicks' trio swept all three titles at this year's All-Star Game, becoming the biggest winners.

(End of this chapter)