Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 355 Can't beat them, absolutely can't beat them.

Madison has turned into a sea of ​​orange.

In the stands, a large number of New York fans were holding up signs that read "Revenge."

When the two teams took to the field, the chants of "revenge" echoed throughout the entire arena.

This imposing manner gave the magician a rude awakening.

Rivers, on the other hand, is always full of fighting spirit. Just before going on the court, he grabbed everyone and gave them another impassioned speech of encouragement.

He pointed to the stands and roared, "They need revenge, but don't we?"

"We lost to the Lakers last year, don't you feel regretful?"

The reason we lost last year was that we were too exhausted in Game 7 of the Eastern Conference Finals against the Knicks, which allowed the Lakers to win the championship.

The same regret applies to Orlando.

"Don't be intimidated by the Knicks' 90 wins. No matter how strong they are, they can only have 5 players on the court at a time."

"And I believe in each and every one of you. You have the energy to perform even better in the playoffs. We are a championship team. Let those media outlets that think we are doomed to lose go to hell."

"Tell them we're no worse than any other team!"

"Come on!"

Rivers roared, stirring up everyone's emotions.

Then, with a clapping performance, they sent the starting five onto the field.

Unlike the regular season, Rivers made some adjustments.

The starting lineup remains the same five: two Browns, Mike Miller, McGrady, and Sasser.

However, McGrady was assigned to play shooting guard, primarily to defend Wade.

The strongest against the strongest.

Then it's time to play.

Knowing that the bench is inferior, Rivers has already said that the five starters should play at least 40 minutes.

Like McGrady Brown, he might play the entire game depending on the situation.

He knew that the last round against the Pacers was a six-game series, and the players were quite exhausted, but there was no other way. Against a team like the Knicks, you have to show a fighting spirit.

The two teams are old rivals.

Before the game, Brown didn't exchange pleasantries with Yao Ming; a glance and a slight nod were enough to acknowledge him.

Then the match began.

Billups dribbled the ball past half-court, handed it to Wade, and ran towards the wing.

Facing the Magic, a championship-caliber team, Carlisle takes them seriously as well.

His emphasis is on abandoning mindless solo efforts and focusing on tactics.

The balanced triangle formation involves Wade controlling the ball, while Billups acts as a wing shooter.

McGrady stood in front of Wade.

Wade quickly scanned the situation on the court, and without even calling for a screen, he directly attempted to drive to the basket.

He wanted to test the waters with the first ball.

It starts like the wind, with a constantly changing rhythm.

Taught by the same master, McGrady managed to keep up.

However, Wade is shorter and more agile, especially in terms of explosive power. After his breakthrough is blocked, he leans close to the opponent, uses the force to step back outwards, and then throws the ball.

The movements are simpler, relying entirely on explosive power to create space.

It also leaned back a bit.

McGrady was well aware that Wade was practicing his step-back jumper and that it was gradually becoming his most frequently used offensive move.

But the special moves that Tang Sen trained him to use were not so easy to defend against.

Despite McGrady's all-out leap, he couldn't disrupt Wade's shot.

With a swish, the ball went through the net, and Wade took the lead.

McGrady didn't waste any words and immediately returned the favor.

A Jordan-style back-to-the-basket fadeaway jumper from the waist.

This kind of shot is so difficult to defend against that even a god couldn't stop it.

Wade's spring speed is amazing, but he still can't stop the hang time and fadeaway jump.

And it's accurate, in a crucial way.

Rivers, standing on the sidelines, proudly clapped and cheered, then turned to look at the other side.

Carlisle, however, sat as still as a mountain.

They have great stamina from the start, and they're all superstars, so it's normal that we can't defend against them.

However, the four regular season games against the Magic have already proven that the Magic are not as strong as the Knicks, who have more diverse scoring options.

The Knicks can maintain a consistently high level of offensive firepower, while the Magic cannot.

Not to mention putting it in a series.

Last year, the Knicks' biggest advantage wasn't Yao Ming, but their strong bench. The longer the series went, the more confident they became, and the higher their winning percentage.

This year, this advantage will only become greater.

Carlisle is willing to accept not winning the championship undefeated, but he believes neither the Magic nor the Lakers can beat the Knicks.

Because this is a seven-game series.

No team can outlast the Knicks.

Sure enough, as time went on, when both teams got into their rhythm, especially when their defense intensified, the Magic were the first to lose their grip on the score.

With a little over nine minutes left in the first quarter, when the Knicks made their first substitution, they were already leading 26-21 by five points.

Last year, Carlisle was still somewhat wary and was forced to rely on his main players, just like the Magic.

This year, we'll just play normally; we're not afraid at all.

Billups led the team, and in the last two minutes, he and Prince each hit a three-pointer.

The score was 34-24 at the end of the first quarter, with the Knicks leading by 10 points.

Upon seeing this result during TNT's live stream, Barkley made a definitive statement.

"No need to look anymore, we can't win, we simply can't win."

"Before the game, some media outlets believed that the Magic, with more playoff experience, would be in better form and have a chance to defeat the Knicks." "Honestly, that kind of argument is actually quite ridiculous."

"Does the Knicks have absolutely no playoff experience? Or is it that the Knicks, who play well in the regular season, suddenly can't play in the playoffs?"

"So there's no doubt that no team can stop the Knicks from winning the championship this year, not even the Lakers."

"The number in Times Square will soon reach 98!"

Barkley had no reservations and said whatever came to mind.

Smith and his companion did not refute this.

It's obvious that there's a huge gap in strength between the Magic and the Knicks.

Kenny Smith suddenly realized something and said with a hint of amusement, "Gary and Carl really made the wrong choice last summer. They shouldn't have gone to Los Angeles; they should have gone to New York."

They lowered their standards and abandoned all pretense of dignity, running off to the Lakers and forming a luxurious F4 lineup that the media declared the end of the league.

As a result, they ran into the Knicks, a historically strong team.

How frustrated Malone and Payton must have felt when the Lakers didn't win the championship.

If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have gone to the Lakers at all; I could have just gone to the Knicks and gotten a championship ring anyway.

Barkley scoffed, and even after so long, he still couldn't resist saying sarcastically, "The Knicks need them too."

The Knicks have a ton of hot guys, they wouldn't want this washed-up old guy.

In the second quarter, the Magic continued their downward spiral.

At halftime, the Knicks led 65-49, still a 16-point advantage.

Rivers was pacing anxiously on the sidelines, but he couldn't do anything about it.

At the same time, inside the players' apartment.

Howard and Ethan are watching the live stream.

Ethan sat on the sofa, while Howard stood behind it, arms raised, in a shooting stance.

He is currently practicing his hook shot under the basket while also preparing to practice his shooting.

That naturally includes Tang Sen's secret: standing at attention.

"The Knicks are too strong," Howard exclaimed, then added, "Ethan, even if I develop into the next Kwame, I still won't be able to beat Yao."

At halftime, Brown had 17 points, while Yao Ming had 19.

Not only did Yao Ming lead in points, he also dished out 6 assists, demonstrating even greater efficiency.

"Look at Yao's special move, it's really amazing, Kwame can't defend against it at all."

Howard's most memorable shot was Yao Ming's turnaround fadeaway jumper, which was so accurate that Brown had no answer for it.

Howard knows that many media outlets now refer to him as someone who has the potential to become the next Kwame Brown.

The problem is, if Kwame Brown can't beat Yao Ming, then if I train like him, wouldn't I still be unable to beat Yao Ming?

Without turning his head, Ethan reminded him, "Stand up straight."

“I stood up straight.”

Howard complained.

I thought to myself that I had been lazy before, but not anymore.

Besides, you don't even turn around, so how would you know I was slacking off?

Ethan turned his head and saw that Howard was indeed standing upright before he apologized and said, "What, you want to beat Yao? I remember you didn't say that before, that Yao was simply invincible."

Howard pursed his lips and said, "That was before. Now I think I have a chance to beat him. You should know how much I've improved in the past month."

Ethan nodded to himself. He had witnessed firsthand how much progress Howard had made in the past month.

"Then let's work hard and become stronger than Kwame."

Ethan offered a word of encouragement.

Howard thought for a moment and nodded vigorously.

That's right, just become stronger than Kwame Brown.

After a moment of silence, Howard asked again, "Ethan, do you think the Suns will draft me?"

He also watched the live broadcast of the lottery and saw that Taiyang drew the top pick.

Howard was not happy with this result.

Before this, Goodwin kept telling himself that he hoped the Bulls would get the number one draft pick and then he would go to the Bulls.

Chicago is, after all, the second largest basketball market after New York and Los Angeles.

Howard himself wanted to go to the Bulls, after all, he once idolized Jordan.

And the sun?
It's closer to home, but it's really a small place.

It's still a desert, and it's hot.

Ethan shrugged and said, "Who knows, but probably."

With Townsend's reputation standing out, unless the Suns' management goes completely mad, they'll only choose Howard.

Howard thought about it and realized that since he had been training with Tang Sen, who else could be chosen if not him?

After thinking for a moment, Howard couldn't help but ask again, "Ethan, what does it feel like to be the number one draft pick?"

This question left Ethan speechless.

I was thinking to myself, I don't even know what it feels like to make it into the NBA, and you're asking me what it feels like to be the number one draft pick.

"Kid, keep practicing. Don't slack off anymore. You have no idea how much other people envy you." Ethan turned to look Howard and said in a deep voice.

A 19-year-old, unknown high school student was suddenly spotted by Tang Sen, his popularity skyrocketed, and he became a top contender for the top scorer.

Then follow in Kwame Brown's footsteps to become the team's core player and a superstar in the public eye.

Ethan had only ever fantasized about such an experience in his dreams.

So it's not just about others, but also about yourself.

Ethan looked at Howard with a complicated expression.

After spending more than a month together, he saw Howard's shortcomings, but he also saw Howard's potential.

He really hopes that this kid will become a superstar someday.

So that day, I can proudly point to the TV screen and tell my child, "Look, that big oaf, I was the one who trained with him."

Howard gave a smug snort and said, "Don't worry, I'm God's miracle son!"

(End of this chapter)