The day after watching the video, Xie Hou consciously played like Dr. J in his personal training and held the ball in one hand for the whole process, and finally pulled the rod and picked the basket and wiped the board.

It is difficult to see Dr. J's judgment on rebounding position only by watching the video.

During the game, blocked the whole world, and in order to prevent him from scoring, the opponent would completely block his vision. Many times, he took action based on his feelings without seeing the rebound.

Xie Hou believed that he had a soul-wrenching familiarity and understanding of the size and position of the rebound, and he was able to make some pick-ups with the style of Dr. J.

Seeing his training, Larry Bird walked over and said, "It's rare that you have this enlightenment."

Xie Hou said complacently: "The reason why a great player is great is that he accepts anyone's advice, no matter what the advice is effective."

"Oh, then do you want to hear my advice on your stupid training?" (He calls this training stupid what else to say?) Bird's words contained condescending pride. Xie Hou was slightly ahead of his current glory and historical status (just a little?), so he did not pursue his arrogant attitude.

Xie Hou grabbed the ball with one hand, which was very easy. Not only did he have a long wingspan, but he also had big hands. If he hadn't had such a good talent, he wouldn't be able to imitate the Magician's game, let alone become Magician II.

When people think of the Magician, the most impressive thing is the classic counterattack fast attack that was used for NBA promotional highlights, 3-to-2, and you don’t watch people juggle and pass the ball with one hand. So please recall, what is the basis of that ball?

The magician at that time, just like Dr. J, made false moves to fool the opponent by controlling the ball with one hand, thus creating opportunities for teammates on the right and accurately sending the ball out when the opportunity appears.

Without a big hand and a strong feel for holding the ball, you can't do this.

What Xie Hou has done now proves that he has as good talent and talent as a magician. He has a pair of big hands that can firmly control the ball. Therefore, from the perspective of innate talent, he has the foundation to learn from Dr. J.

Bird's advice to him is not a waste of time doing these trainings.

"Why do you think I asked you to watch that video?"

"You said it yourself. That video will inspire me, and I am indeed inspired." Dr. J's handsome posture remained in Xie Hou's mind forever.

He can only sigh now that he has watched too little of the game. If he had watched Dr. J's game earlier, he might have become the second Dr. J.

Except for the fact that Dr. J has less champion than magicians, earns less money than magicians, and has a lower historical status than magicians... (Let's omit at least 10 xxes less than magicians), there is no other problem. He plays ball well and is very suitable for him.

Hearing his words, Bird smiled, and it was a sarcastic smile: "Do you really think so?"

Xie Hou asked back: "What's wrong?"

"First of all, I don't think you need to learn." Bird paused, "because you have the talent of Doctor J, you have already shown the instinct of flying into the air to avoid defense and find the basket during the game. This is not something you can practice by learning, watching videos, and training."

This is a big truth.

Xie Hou was very excited to say that the Bird God had such a high opinion: "So, I don't need to learn at all?"

"Your problem is that after encountering confrontation, you can't continue to hold the ball in your hand like Dr. J. If Dr. J's core strength reaches 100, you may not even be 80, but you obviously look stronger and taller than him, but your ability to fight is several levels worse." Bird sighed, obviously disappointed with Xie Hou's strength, "Please don't mind me saying this, but your strong appearance does not allow you to gain much advantage in the game, which is a bit unusable."

Xie Hou recognized that most of Bird's words were indeed very strong and he was indeed not good at practicing his strength, but this was related to his growing environment.

Currently, the European basketball world is only focused on the concept of big guys, and few people practice strength systematically. Xie Hou had just thought that it would be enough to practice big guys. It was not until he entered the NBA that he realized that strength training was a fatal key point.

He has been working hard to make up for it, but it has only been half a year since he came to the United States. No matter how bad he makes up for it, it is impossible to complete the 23-year vacancy period. Everything has to start from scratch.

Moreover, although his power does not have much advantage, it is not considered a good deal or useless. If he has no advantage, it does not mean that he has become a disadvantage. At least no one can defeat him by relying solely on his body.

"Why do you say that my body is not useful?" Xie Hou said anxiously, "Go and ask the women I have dated, and all those who have used it have been OK!"

Bird did not respond to Xie Hou, and then he found Artest and gave a few instructions.

Artest's face was flashing with a mysterious and evil smile (who knew what he was thinking), and then Claire arranged another in-team match.

Xie Hou once again became the focus of the coaching staff.

After watching last night's game video, he couldn't wait to face Artest's gliding lever that made several Dr. J.

Bird said that he had the instinct to use this offensive method because Xie Hou had long had a similar skill. The difference between Xie Hou and Dr. J's basket picking is that he threw and didn't use much. Sometimes, if he couldn't throw it out, he could only turn into a trolley layup. Tonight, Artest didn't know if he took the wrong medicine and kept looking for Xie Hou to fight.

Especially when Xie Hou rushed into the basket with confidence and took off in the air with two steps, Artest's confrontation would inevitably fall on him.

This kind of confrontation is dangerous and easy to get hurt, but it can best simulate actual combat situations.

Xie Hou did not hold a grudge just because Artest defended like this. On the contrary, the opponent did this to double the quality of his training. If he could put the ball into the basket with Dr. J's method under this defense, he could do the same thing in the game.

Xie Hou, who has always been known for his efficient offense, played like Ben Simmons tonight, but he did not run to the outside to shoot three-pointers to pull space in order to cater to Brown's so-called "modern basketball" theory. He always took the boss's strength to break in. On the one hand, he had to bear Artest's defensive pressure, and on the other hand, he had to be careful to prevent the inside block. Every time he made a move, he would inexplicably fall into the situation of "where is the basket?", "How do I shoot?", "w    dnmd".

In the first half of the match, Xie Hou made 0 of 8 shots, and he fell into the devil of his own attack and even forgot his instinct (inciting teammates).

The Blacks represented by Artest also led the Whites by 12 points before the end of the half.

"Sha, don't underestimate NBA, you're still far from being fucked!" Artest laughed happily with Gatorade in his hand.

If his purpose was to arouse Xie Hou's fighting spirit, he would definitely do a great job.

Papalucas wanted to talk to Xie Hou, but he was a little bit awkward today and didn't play like he was usually himself.

At this time, Xie Hou took the initiative to say to him: "In the second half, you will take control of the ball."

The Greek asked, "What do you want to do?"

Xie Hou said with a smile but fierce and fierce look: "I want Arte to eat the shit I pulled back."

The Greeks said again: "Isn't it better to hold the ball?"

"Tsk, don't you, the Greek, understand the principle that all roads lead to Rome?" (Greek) Xie Hou suddenly spoke in a foreign language.

Papalucas was a little unbearable. He had reminded Xie Hu a hundred times and a thousand times. There was no such thing as "all roads lead to Rome" in Greece.

In the second half of the confrontation, Papalucas proved what the general's style is.

He controlled the ball, and the scene was stable. Xie Hou was dislocated to Miller and attracted double-teams to pass the ball.

Papalucas was emptied. He had a calm face, no other expression, and did not say anything trash. He only used facts and results - a crisp three-pointer hit - to punish the Black Team.

Xie Hou, Papalucas, Kirilenko, and the CSKA from Russia formed their own bonds within the Pacers.

Everyone believes that the NBA is the highest-level league in the world (including themselves), but the strongest players in the European League can also find their own foothold in the NBA, as long as there are enough opportunities.

"Do you think Theo has the potential to be a starter?"

Claire watched Papalucas lead the White team to narrow the gap to only 2 points in five minutes, and he only scored 3 points and 2 assists, but his actual contribution was far higher than the paper data of 32.

So Claire has this question.

Chief assistant coach Bain Ruth said: "He does not have the ability to start on our team at the moment."

Key points: Our team.

The coaching staff was discussing the future of Papalucas. Suddenly, Xie Hou faced Artest from the right high and the Greek passed the ball.

"So fast!"

"What a weird rhythm!"

Xie Hou started first, almost ate Artest's defensive position, and after fighting against the beast, he suddenly changed direction and changed sides. Artest's defensive consciousness was not overwhelming. Just as he was about to catch up, Xie Hou seemed to know that he could keep up, and then changed hands under his crotch while he was moving. The ball seemed like a butterfly flying among the flowers, waving its graceful wings to avoid all obstacles. Then - Xie Hou wanted to copy Dr. J's peerless style of dribbling with one hand, collecting the ball, and pulling the ball, picking the basket throughout the whole process (but if you think so, Dr. J's one hand may be because his basic dribbling skills are not solid...). The setback in the first half made him face him.

Don’t just imitate anyone, everyone has their own comfort zone.

He doesn't want to be the second most magician, so why should he insist on being the second most doctor of Dr. J (not to mention that the magician is greater than Dr. J)?

Understanding this, his offense has undergone a complete transformation. He easily got rid of Artest's defense, rushed into the paint area and shook the ball with one hand, dodged O'Neal's block, all with his fingers.

"Swish!"

The living fossil-level trainer reacted immediately. Did he be dumbfounded: "d...dr.j?!!"
Chapter completed!