"Moses doesn't like it!" Malone defended his teammates excitedly, "Ah Gulu#%@#%!"

Louie continued: "We can also have Sidney show everyone how to keep the magician from getting shit."

Moncrief had a grimace on his face and said in his heart, "I can't help it."

"Then I will ask Ralph to play the No. 1 position. You don't know he can play the No. 1 position, right?"

Sampson's expression changed greatly.

"Let Isiah play the second position. He is the most deadly shooter on our team."

Thomas suddenly realized that his anus was getting cold.

"By the way, I'm going to let Andrew Toney be our rusher and let him beat the Western Conference like he beat us in the playoffs the last few years."

Laimbeer asked interestingly: "What about dunking? This is Boster's repertoire!"

Dr. J nodded, knowing that his most irreplaceable value is dunking.

"Don't worry, I've already prepared."

Everyone saw Louis pointing at Larry Bird in disbelief.

"You may not know that Larry is a one-of-a-kind dunking prodigy. In my eyes, his dunking is no less than that of a doctor. It's just because you are too prejudiced against his skin color and think that white people must not be able to dunk. If you can

If you look back at Game 7 of the 1981 Eastern Conference Finals, you'll see Larry blowing Doc's tail with a killer dunk."

After Louis finished speaking this time, he successfully hypnotized himself.

"Wow, we actually have so many talents. If the doctor doesn't even participate in training, I think the most suitable job for him is to throw towels for us at the end of the bench." Louis was a real threat this time, "By then, there may not even be 10

He didn’t even have minutes of playing time.”

The doctor didn't believe Louis would do that: "I was elected by the fans."
Chapter completed!