NBA: A collection of super busts

Chapter 128 It's just a simple game, anyone can do that!

Gasol quickly stepped forward and shielded James from Kidd, while James immediately used the screen to drive towards the basket.

Kidd immediately shouted, "Back! Back! Back!"

At the same time, he also turned to block Gasol, preventing him from cutting inside the three-point line and keeping him firmly outside the three-point line.

The Nets' defense also retreated rapidly, giving up the entire mid-range area, with a large number of defensive players concentrated in the three-second zone.

This is the preparation the Nets made.

Against Anthony, they targeted his weaknesses, such as his average passing ability and inability to break double teams, and double-teamed him relentlessly.

They knew James was an excellent passer, so they didn't double-team him at all and gave him the entire mid-range area.

Throw it, throw it anywhere!

Faced with a wide-open mid-range area, James hesitated for a moment, then quickly swept his shot across the court, only to find that all his teammates were on defense. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and drive towards the basket.

"Here comes the baby!" Ye Feng and Davis, who had been waiting under the basket for a long time, grinned almost simultaneously, stepped forward and spread their arms to block James's shooting space.

Ye Feng, in particular, stepped forward and, seizing the moment James jumped, went to meet him.

With a loud bang, the two collided head-on in mid-air and then both fell to the ground.

The Grizzlies' new starting power forward, Humphrey, naturally got space at this moment, and James didn't hesitate, passing the ball to him before falling to the ground.

The problem is that Humphrey has no ability to shoot from outside the three-second zone. He's a pure role player who's not even very good at layups. When he receives the ball, he doesn't dare to shoot at all. He tries to dribble forward, but as soon as he takes that step, Davis rushes over, and he loses all his space.

Humphrey could only gather the ball, turn around, and look for an open teammate.

Then, after another half day, he finally passed the ball to Butler, who was cutting in.

Butler wasn't open when he received the ball, and he could only barely get up and shoot while facing Kittles.

With a "bang," the basketball bounced off the rim but missed.

"Is it good?" Davis grabbed the rebound and passed the ball to Kidd, calling for his teammates to launch a fast break. Ye Feng also got up from the floor, grinning as he looked at James who was still lying on the floor.

I don't care about passing the ball or attacking the basket, come here, buddy, I'll give you a little something.

James didn't look at Ye Feng; instead, he straightened up, sat on the floor, and protested to the referee with his hands outstretched: "He did it on purpose!"

"I didn't do it on purpose!" Ye Feng spread his hands and said to the referee, "I just wanted to defend, his pass was too good."

It's just a stall, anyone can do that.

Seeing these two shrug it off, the baseline referee almost rolled his eyes.

What's up with you two brothers?

So, you're flirting, aren't you? Am I just part of your game?

"Hahaha," Barkley said, "I told you these two got along well, didn't I? They've already cracked up a joke in the very first round!"

"What a pity!" Kenny said, "Their playing styles actually complement each other very well."

The Nets had just completed another fast break, with Jefferson soaring into the air and slamming home another one-handed dunk.

4: 0!

Seeing that his protests were ineffective, James stood up from the floor, walked back to his own half of the court with a sigh, and reached out to continue calling for the ball to advance.

Kidd continued to rush forward and closely guard James, giving him the best defensive treatment. Although Kidd was much smaller than James, as the best defensive point guard after Payton, his experience allowed him to give James the most comprehensive defensive experience when facing a high school player like James.

Like Kittels, Kidd is normally not dirty.

But he can be dirty.

Facing James, Kidd used both his hands and feet, constantly pushing and pinching him. By the time James reached the three-point line, he had already taken several hard blows from Kidd.

At the same time, although Kidd is small in size, he has a low center of gravity and constantly reaches out to try to steal the ball, which disrupts James' dribbling rhythm and makes him extremely uncomfortable.

Once in the frontcourt, James was unable to initiate an attack and could only call for a screen again, sending Gasol to block Kidd.

This time, without Kidd's reminder, the Nets' defense quickly retreated, giving James a lot of space.

James once again faced an open mid-range zone and a crowded three-second zone.

This time, instead of continuing his attack on the basket, he turned to look at Gasol and anxiously shouted, "Cheer! Cheer! Cheer!"

Unfortunately, Kidd's lower body is too tough. If Gasol were that tough and could withstand that, he wouldn't be recognized as a top-tier softie in the entire league.

He was completely shut down by the experienced Kidd outside the three-point line and couldn't get in at all.

James dribbled awkwardly in place for a full two seconds, completely ignored and unnoticed.

Ultimately, James had no choice but to collect the ball himself and throw up a three-pointer when he was unguarded.

With a loud "bang," the ball missed again.

There's no way around it, this year's LeBron James is different from the one a few years from now; he's a true young LeBron.

His skills are still very immature. This season, he only has a 41% field goal percentage and a 28% three-point percentage.

At the same time, his shooting percentage outside the three-second zone is also below the league average, so it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he can't shoot at all now.

"Why aren't you practicing your basketball, LeBron! You're not even practicing your shooting, what are you even doing in the NBA?!" Ye Feng grabbed the rebound and continued to taunt as he joined the offense. "Remember when you laughed at my shooting form? Keep laughing! Why aren't you laughing now?"

James couldn't help but tremble as he listened to Ye Feng's words.

That was back in training camp.

He mocked Ye Feng's shooting form as resembling that of a caveman throwing a javelin when Ye Feng was practicing free throws.

Then, during that day and the following days of training, Ye Feng relentlessly targeted him.

Various aerial interceptions and vicious fouls repeatedly slammed James to the ground.

Ironically, head coach Brown praised this kind of defense, telling everyone: This is the toughness that the team has been lacking for the past few years!

It wasn't until a week later, when Ye Feng was practicing free throws again, that he asked James, "LeBron, how's my free throw form?"

This time, James didn't dare to make any sarcastic remarks. He pretended not to hear and walked away quickly with his head down.

Thinking of this, James couldn't help but curse Ye Feng in his heart again.

Damn it, I've always been the one being bullied, so how come you Nets bastards are all turning against me?

Having just overheard Ye Feng's trash talk, Kidd immediately knew what Ye Feng wanted.

He immediately waved his hand and called a play. Ye Feng made a quick cut to the baseline, got two screens from Davis and Jefferson, and then cut out from the other side. Kidd's pass arrived in an instant, and Ye Feng jumped and shot after receiving the ball!

"brush!"

After the crisp sound, Ye Feng maintained his shooting form, looking at James provocatively and saying, "Practice your shooting, you rookie! If you can't make it, practice more!"

James was frustrated, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he took a long, deep breath and then reached out to Gasol for the ball.

calm down!

This match is crucial for me, I must stay calm!

Upon reaching the frontcourt, facing Kidd's relentless and targeted defense, James could only call for a pick-and-roll once again.

But everything was exactly the same as the previous rounds.

Gasol couldn't get in, and the entire Nets team collapsed, completely ignoring James who had the ball.

After dribbling a couple more times, James got impatient.

"Go down! Go further down! Can't you push him up?"

"Of course he can't move me." Before Gasol could speak, Kidd had already opened his mouth to mock, "If this little girl can move me, then is she still a little girl?"

Gasol is feeling very uncomfortable right now.

He wanted to curse Kidd, but he also wanted to curse James.

One of them was spouting trash talk, and the other had such a wide-open shot but didn't take the shot or drive to the basket, instead just dribbling in place.

Fuck it!

But he was mild-mannered after all, and even so he didn't open his mouth to criticize, but instead stuck out his butt and tried to force his way into the paint.

In this pure contest of size and strength, Kidd is definitely still somewhat weak; he's no match for Gasol.

Gasol finally started moving towards the inside little by little.

Unfortunately for him, James couldn't wait. After dribbling a few times, he simply accelerated and rushed towards the Nets' three-second zone.

It was another instance of two players getting up to defend him simultaneously, and another instance of him forcing a shot despite the defense, but this time James endured double the pain.

Ye Feng and Davis, one on each side, poked him in the stomach.

James was in so much pain he almost screamed out!

But the referee didn't see it, and in this kind of game, even if the referee did see it, he might not have called a foul.

James, in pain, ultimately failed to make the layup, and Ye Feng once again grabbed the rebound.

"They fouled!" James roared again, spreading his hands in fury. "Both of them together! They poked me!"

"I didn't!" Ye Feng quickly passed the ball, then turned back to synchronize with James again: "I didn't poke him!"

It's another four-person joint stall.

Since he wasn't embarrassed, Ye Feng didn't believe James wasn't!

Sure enough, a few seconds later, James, having received no response from the referee, had no choice but to turn around and go back to defense. But by then, the Nets' offense had already penetrated into the Grizzlies' territory. Kidd broke through and passed the ball to Kittles, who then passed it to Ye Feng, who was already in position in the middle.

Ye Feng receives the ball at the free-throw line, and there's no one guarding him!

James, who missed the best defensive opportunity by shrugging, should have been guarding him, but James ran all the way to the basket without looking back. Nobody knew what James was doing running to the basket, and nobody knew why a mere Davis who didn't handle the ball needed to be double-teamed by James and Gasol.

In any case, Ye Feng gained a huge amount of space at the free-throw line.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Feng would not let such an opportunity slip by!

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