The game continued, and Wang Tiejun continued to crush Luke Longley.
On offense, Longley couldn't get into the paint. On defense, he couldn't guard against Wang Tiejun's low post and was beaten on both offense and defense.
In the 7th minute of the first quarter, he was dunked again by Wang Tiejun and was replaced.
"Hoo ho..."
Sitting on the bench, he gasped cautiously. Every time he took a breath, his chest was stretched and painful from the inside out, as if the chest had been crushed and glued together.
When he lifted up his jersey, the fair skin on his chest turned red, which was clearly a sign of ruptured capillaries.
"monster!"
He looked at Wang Tiejun, who was still active and vigorous on the court, and felt helpless.
In these 7 minutes, he had more than ten strong confrontations with Wang Tiejun. His opponent made 5 of 5 shots on his head, was dunked 3 times, and grabbed 3 rebounds, but he did not score a single point.
I only grabbed 1 rebound and was truly overwhelmed.
The center who replaced Longley was Felton Spencer, 213 centimeters, 122 kilograms, a blue-collar player, but the big man's pick was good. He was the No. 6 pick in the first round selected by the Timberwolves in 1990, and he also had an annual salary of one year.
More than a million.
But his presence on the field did not solve the problem of the fifth position, because he is the same type as Longley, a meat shield, and his attack power is not enough. Wang Tiejun is naturally capable of restraining this type of center.
Timberwolves head coach Sidney Lowe had no choice but to continue to make random substitutions. Spencer was replaced after one minute.
Seeing his opponents constantly changing players to deal with Wang Tiejun, Colangelo felt happy. He also had an annual salary of more than one million. The old K he picked up from the street was so good and cost-effective. He could only sign a blue-collar worker with more than one million.
, he signed Lao K with more than one million, but he was able to defeat the opponent.
The Timberwolves replaced veteran Thiel Bailey. Bailey can play the fourth and fifth positions. He is 211 centimeters tall and only 101 kilograms. He moves faster than Longley and Spencer, has a wider range of activities, and can leave the penalty area.
He is now 32 years old. He was the No. 7 pick in the first round of 1983. When he was young, he had a strong body and good strength. He scored 125 points in his career. In his peak period, he hit 19.55 points for two consecutive years. But now he is old and has entered the professional stage.
At the end of his career, his athletic ability declined and his offensive ability was limited.
"Chinese coolie, your good days have come." Bailey came to Wang Tiejun and talked trash.
He was also very capable when he was young. Although he is old now, he still looks down on a guy with such brute strength as Wang Tiejun, and feels that he can defeat Lao Wang now.
"Old guy, my good days have just begun, and your good days have passed because you are already so old that you are almost losing your teeth." Lao Wang replied.
"..."
Bailey was sprayed by a rookie, and his face turned dark with anger.
At this time, the Timberwolves attacked, Bailey pulled out of the penalty area, and Wang Tiejun followed, but not very far, just at the edge of the paint area, keeping the possibility of returning to defense at any time.
This kind of defense can indeed allow him to return to the basket in time, but it will leave a lot of space for the opponent. If he encounters an opponent with a good mid-range shot, he will suffer a loss.
When Bailey was young, he relied on his physical fitness to play basketball. Now that he is old and can no longer run, he has added some jump shots and has a certain mid-range shooting ability.
"Bang!"
After catching the ball, the ball flew up and then fell into the basket. Bailey hit a mid-range shot.
Wang Tiejun returned to defense to block the shot. He was a little slow and the ball slipped past his fingertips.
"Coolie, coolie, coolie, Chinese coolie, you are like a wooden stake..."
After he succeeded, Bailey became excited, his mouth kept shaking like a machine gun, and he rapped in front of Wang Tiejun. The rhythm was quite good.
"The coolie is your father. If you miss your father so much, be careful your father slaps you to death." Lao Wang cursed angrily.
"Damn boy, do you want to cause trouble?" Bailey said angrily with a change of expression.
"Old Douya, are you good enough for me to hit you?" Lao Wang raised his fist and said disdainfully.
Bailey looked at Wang Tiejun's physique, snorted coldly, turned around and ran away.
"Brother, I'm going to beat that old guy. You pass the ball to me and I'll teach you how to box in the future." Wang Tiejun whispered as he passed by Kevin Johnson.
He took too many shots today. He took 5 shots before the end of the first quarter, all of which were dunks. Although the success rate was 100%, he was afraid that Kevin Johnson would not pass the ball to him.
"Damn bastard boxing, do I still need you to teach me? Get in there and take your seat." Johnson's face trembled and he cursed with a smile.
Having known Wang Tiejun for so long, he and Barkley had already figured out that the so-called bastard boxing was just a random punch, and this rookie was deceiving them.
However, he and Barkley had the same idea. If they wanted to win the championship, they could only hope that the rookie Wang Tiejun would grow up as soon as possible, so they were not stingy about giving him a shot.
"Okay!"
Comrade Lao Wang cheered and ran towards the basket.
Bailey, with a cold look on his face, immediately moved forward to prevent him from catching the ball.
But does it work? It doesn't.
After he entered the basket, he moved his arms horizontally and pushed outwards. Bailey was pushed away, and he occupied a large space under the basket, and at this time the ball was also hoisted in.
"Bang!"
After taking off, he grabbed the ball with one hand, smashed it down, and completed an alley-oop dunk.
"Old Douyao, old Douyao, old Douyao, old Douyao, you are just a softie..."
When he was excited, he started rapping at Bailey, which made Bailey's face tremble with anger.
Returning to the defensive end, he stuck behind Bailey, pushing his opponent outward with his chest while spitting trash talk:
"Old Douya, get out of here, the paint area is not a place for a coward like you."
"Bang!"
In anger, Bailey bumped Wang Tiejun's chest with his elbow.
"Are you tickling me?"
His chest suddenly leaned forward, and under the combined force of the six forces, Bailey's tonnage was too small, and he stumbled and fell directly to the floor.
The referee glanced at the base referee, who shook his head. This was to indicate that Wang Tiejun had no unnecessary actions, so he did not make any expression.
"Damn Chinese!"
Bailey got up, cursed angrily, and suddenly started cutting in while asking for the ball from the top of the key.
This was the style of play he used to play when he was young, pulling out and then quickly cutting inside, specifically to deal with slow-moving opponents.
But he forgot at this time that he was no longer young.
The ball at the top of the arc really came in and was caught by him. Just when he was going for a layup, Barkley, who was returning to the basket on the right wing, didn't make any move and just watched him go for a layup.
"Crack!"
At this moment, the strong wind behind him was blowing, and the force behind him was cold. A big hand rushed from behind and slapped the ball that he had not yet released into the sky.
"Pa bang..."
The home fans immediately burst into applause.
"Yeah, Lao K sent a big shot..." the on-site commentator shouted immediately.
The ball did not go out of bounds. Wang Tiejun blocked Bailey and Barkley grabbed the falling ball.
"Old Douya, are you pregnant? Why are you speechless?" Lao Wang ran forward and started spewing rubbish at Bailey.
"..."
Bailey, who was depressed, couldn't understand this sentence, but Timberwolves power forward Laettner, who was running in front, understood it. He reminded him angrily: "Ser, he is scolding you."
"What do you mean?" Bailey was confused.
"He said you sprayed it with your mouth, but actually you sprayed it with your penis," Leitner said.
"Damn it!"
Bailey was so angry that he almost had a stroke. He stared at Wang Tiejun who ran in front so hard that his teeth almost broke.
"Brother, I was bullied by this old guy. I want to repay him again. If you are a brother, give me the ball."
When he came to the low post on the left wing, Wang Tiejun stayed there and shouted to Kevin Johnson without going under the basket.
Johnson rolled his eyes, Old K, do you think I am deaf and blind? Who is bullying whom?
When Bailey saw it, he could only take a side defense and stand on top of Wang Tiejun, trying to block the passing route.
But Kevin Johnson pushed the ball to Wang Tiejun's backhand.
"Crack!"
Comrade Lao Wang held Pele with his left hand and grabbed it with one hand with his right hand. The advantage of his big hands was reflected. He steadily received the pass from his brother, then turned around and entered the paint area.
Bailey is defending from the side, not from the top. In addition, he is old and is no faster than Wang Tiejun, so he cannot catch up even if he wants to.
"Bang!"
Taking a step into the paint, Wang Tiejun rose up with the ball and hit a one-arm dunk, which bombed the Timberwolves' basket and made countless fans cheer.
"Oh ho ho..."
The on-site commentator made a series of excited screams and roared loudly: "Old K, our beast, he made 7 of 7 shots, 1 of 3 free throws, and already scored 15 points and 4 rebounds in the first quarter. He made a big splash today."