"Old K, his name is Allen Iverson, has confirmed that he will participate in the draft next year. The media's draft position has never fallen out of the top three, and his breakthrough speed is very fast."
A Suns scout next to Colangelo was afraid that Lao Wang didn't understand Iverson's situation, so he said.
Lao Wang nodded. The most popular basketball game in the United States is not the NBA, but the NCAA. He often sees Iverson's name in the media news.
At the 40-degree position of the left wing three-point line, Iverson held the ball and leaned down.
Lao Wang defended one step inside the three-point line, but his expression was not as relaxed and carefree as Jordan's just now.
He is a heavy-duty center. Facing a point guard known for his speed like Iverson, he is almost certain to be broken through. Once he is broken through, it will be difficult for him to return to the basket.
This is also the first time he has defended a defender on the three-point line, and he will make a fool of himself if he is not careful.
That's why he didn't accept the one-on-one challenge from Kobe and the others just now because he was afraid of capsizing in the gutter.
However, little guys like Iverson have repeatedly provoked him, and Jordan has already been in the limelight just now. If he doesn't accept the one-on-one challenge, he will definitely be looked down upon by these little guys.
Seeing Wang Tiejun accept the one-on-one challenge, everyone at the scene was very concerned.
"Old K will suffer a loss."
"Iverson's speed is very fast. He uses his big player to defend against the small player, but he is still on the outside. Old K can't guard him at all. It's such a disadvantage."
Many people are talking about it, but no one is optimistic that Wang can guard Iverson.
"Old K, be careful of being cut into pieces." Jordan reminded kindly.
"Haha..." O'Neill laughed endlessly.
"What the hell!"
Lao Wang cursed and leaned down.
With his height, he is much taller than Iverson when he bends down.
Stretching out his right arm, his big hand directly touched Iverson's face, covering it tightly.
This kind of defense has to be said to be very clean, because the current perimeter defense can be used.
He was well prepared to defend, not to guard against penetrations but not shots. When facing a small man like him on the outside, he could only guard one end.
Iverson lost all sight, but this did not affect his breakthrough.
"Bang! Bang..."
He started dribbling, continuously crossing his hips and shaking his shoulders from side to side. Then, regardless of whether it hit Wang Tiejun or not, he pulled the basketball up from behind and started to break through from the right side.
However, because Wang Tiejun is too big, he cannot break through in one step. It takes at least two steps to get around him, and his breakthrough speed is not that fast.
But even so, his speed was clearly demonstrated.
"So fast!"
This was the feeling of everyone present, including Wang Tiejun.
Lao Wang only felt that the person in front of him flashed, and Iverson burst from the front to the side. Fortunately, he was prepared to prevent the breakthrough or the shot, and retreated immediately.
He is very experienced in retreating. He does not simply retreat, but moves laterally and retreats, hoping to block Iverson.
The foot that moves first is not close to Iverson's left foot, but his right foot.
Moving his right foot to the back left, and then moving his left foot outward, he completed the retreat of lateral movement and retreat. Although the speed was not fast, the rhythm was very good.
With his long strides, he just kept up with Iverson's breakthrough rhythm.
"What?"
Iverson was just about to go around when he suddenly found that Old K had followed him and pressed against the left side of his body. At this time, a force came over him. He tilted his feet and quickly dribbled the ball outwards, pulling
He opened a distance from Old K, and then took a jump shot. The shot was very reluctant, and the technical movements were deformed.
"Bang!"
The ball missed and was turned around by Lao Wang.
"Boy, you can't even break through a wooden stake, and you still want to blow me up?" Jordan said suddenly from the side.
Iverson was startled, but before he could say anything, the angry Wang scolded him: "Jordan, end the game, let's see how I beat you with my back, you weakling."
"Oh ho!"
The people watching the excitement started screaming strangely.
Jordan's face twitched, and he said disdainfully: "What's your ability to hit a defender on my back? The shark is here, you and him are duel."
O'Neal was stunned. Why are you trying to drag me down with the grudge between you? I just watch the show.
Lao Wang saw that Jordan was not leaving the game, so he didn't bother to pay attention. He took the ball to outside the three-point line and said to Iverson: "Boy, let me attack. Everyone knows that what I am good at is playing from behind, not facing the basket. You
Do you want to stand behind me?"
"Haha..." The scene burst into laughter.
Iverson's eyes twitched wildly, do you think I'm stupid?
He took two steps back, leaned down, and took a defensive posture.
Lao Wang smiled, turned sideways, blocked the front with his left elbow, controlled the ball with his right hand, and then ran towards Iverson.
Iverson rushed to the side and wanted to go around and steal, but this was not easy because Lao Wang was too big and his arms were too long. It was more troublesome than the breakthrough just now, and it took more steps to get around.
.
He could only force his way around, but when he did, Lao Wang immediately turned around, not only avoiding his steal, but also heading towards the basket with the ball.
"Bang!"
After the dunk, the audience burst into warm applause.
"Boy, when dealing with such a big man, you need to use more fake moves. If you go around from the left, you should first fake on his right side." Jordan pointed out.
Iverson felt his eyes light up, yes, he forced Old K to turn around first, and then took the opportunity to go around to the other side to steal.
"Is my ball that easy to steal?"
Lao Wang glanced at Jordan with disdain. His ball control was at level 80, which was very good among centers. It was not easy to steal his ball or double-team him.
In the next attack, Iverson retreated to get a step away from Pharaoh, then continued to cross steps, and finally changed direction and passed Pharaoh, and went to the basket to dunk a ball.
Lao Wang couldn't keep up with every step, so he couldn't keep up step by step, and he was caught completely.
This offense earned Iverson warm applause from the crowd, and he was also very excited.
Lao Wang was not angry even after being beaten. He was completely out of position to defend such a fast point guard on the perimeter, and the possibility of being caught was too high. Even if Iverson was just a draft player who had not entered the league,
But with her absolute speed and breakthrough skills, she can beat him hard.
I was able to defend the first ball just now. It was the first time Iverson faced him and he had no experience at all.
He felt that Iverson's speed should be faster than lightning in his peak period. This was very surprising. He was indeed a character with a lot of talent.
Next it was his turn to beat Iverson.
Iverson followed Jordan's instructions this time and made a steal from the left first, and then when Wang Tiejun turned right to break through, he moved to the right first to steal.
But he still had too little experience. Lao Wang observed his stealing action, and when he turned around, he immediately turned his movement into a slap, knocking him over with just a light slap on his butt. Fortunately, Lao Wang didn't use anything.
The strength didn't hurt him, but it scared him enough.
"Are you still playing?" Lao Wang tossed the ball and said with a playful smile.
Iverson got up and shook his head. He thought he should go around it just now, but somehow he bumped into Old K. In fact, he didn't go around at all.
Jordan shook his head and said: "Boy, your defense is too bad. Old K is so big. When you are moving, he is also moving. You have to take one more step around, completely go around to his right side and then steal, so that he can
I can’t hit you anymore.”
"You can do it, you can do it."
Lao Wang said angrily: "Do you think my back hitting is that simple? My back hitting is not just about force technique, it also involves pace, movement and coordination. Can't you see?
Even if he takes one more step around, I can still hit him with my steps. Even if I can't hit him, I can still turn left and break through. Do you think I can't do it?"
He is not bragging. In the bear step state, he can switch between moving and relying on play at any time. His post-up speed is not very fast, but he is best at seizing the opportunity for defenders to move. His rhythm is very good. Iverson can move one more step.
Wouldn't he?
"I'll do it, I'll do it, can't I kill you?"
Jordan was so excited that he actually had the idea of challenging Lao Wang one-on-one.
When the Bulls lost to the Suns, it was because the lineup was inferior to their opponents, and it was not because his personal strength was inferior to Old K. He had 100% confidence in beating Old K. He could kill this bastard with just a pull-up jump shot after a breakthrough.
But then an official from the league came out to stop them. Today is the summer camp. You superstars are just supporting roles. Don't steal the limelight from the young people. That's why they gave up.
In the following activities, every young person is trying his best to express himself, especially the more than ten young people who will participate in the draft tomorrow.
After being active for a while, Lao Wang was talking to O'Neal when he noticed that Kobe touched him again.
"What do you want to do, diapers?" he asked with a smile.
"Old K, if you call me this damn name again, I'll fall out with you." Kobe said angrily.
"You haven't even grown your hair yet, so you're going to fall out with me?" Lao Wang laughed.
O'Neal joked: "Kobe, you can wait until your hair grows back before you fall out with him."
"Haha..." Lao Wang and the people next to him burst into laughter.
Kobe glared at O'Neal and said to Lao Wang: "Hey, stingy old K, are you really not willing to teach me your back-up technique?
Don’t worry, when I join the alliance and make money, I will definitely join your K-Martial Arts School and endorse you for free. It will definitely be very cost-effective for you to teach me.”
"Oh, you still know how to induce and lure? Do you really want to learn?" Lao Wang said with a smile.
"certainly."
Kobe nodded repeatedly and said with some disappointment: "I have watched your back hitting videos many times, but I can't learn your force-generating techniques. Do you have any tips?"
"Is my technique so easy to imitate?" Lao Wang said.
Kobe said: "I have imitated many of Michael Jordan's techniques and mastered some, but I just can't imitate your power."
Lao Wang chuckled, leaned down and whispered: "There are a lot of people here, come to me later, I will only teach you."
"real?"
Kobe was instantly excited.
The summer camp activities ended at noon, and the alliance did not even arrange lunch, so everyone dispersed.
"Old K, Old K, wait for me."
Lao Wang and Colangelo were about to leave when Kobe chased them from behind carrying a bag.
"Kobe, where are you from?" Lao Wang asked casually.
"I'm studying in Philadelphia, but it's vacation now. I'm not in a hurry to go back. Old K, don't talk about this, you promised to teach me." Kobe said impatiently.
"Old K, you want to teach him your back-fighting skills?" Colangelo said in surprise.
Lao Wang looked at Kobe with a smile and said: "So many people wanted to learn just now, but this kid is the best at stalking me. It doesn't matter if I teach him, he can't learn it anyway."
"That's not necessarily the case." Kobe said confidently.
"Then come with me." Lao Wang motioned for Kobe to follow.
After separating from Colangelo and the others outside, he took Kobe back to his hotel, called Yu Feihong, and the three of them had lunch together, and then returned to the room to start teaching Kobe.
"Kobe, how is your core strength? My back strength requires very high waist and abdominal strength. It's not enough if it's not good enough." He asked before teaching.
"Don't worry, my core strength is the best." Kobe said, patting his chest.
"Okay, let's call Master first and listen." Lao Wang sat on the edge of the bed with a golden sword.
"Really, do you really want to scream?" Kobe said with a grimace.
If you want to learn one technology, you have to recognize your father. If you want to learn other technologies in the future, how many fathers will you have to recognize? It feels so shameful and not worth it!
Lao Wang smiled and pointed to the door and said, "Don't call, the door is over there."
Yu Feihong was sitting under the window watching the excitement, and then said: "Kobe, this is a Chinese tradition. You can't learn real kung fu without becoming an apprentice."
"Real Kung Fu?"
Kobe thought about the skill that Old K relied on, and he wanted to learn this skill so much.
His breakthrough pace is not very good because his first step is not very fast, but if he learns the relying skills of Old K, it can help him break through the defender better.
He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Master."
"Eh!"
Lao Wang smiled and nodded.
Next, he really started teaching Kobe Bryant post-up skills.
"That's it for today. You can come back to me tomorrow morning." This teaching lasted two hours.
"Old K, did you really teach him the skills?" After Kobe left, Yu Feihong asked in surprise.
"Without Tieshanyou and Xiongbu's skills as a foundation, it would be difficult for him to truly grasp the essence of my skills. At most, he would learn something similar in appearance but not in spirit," Lao Wang said with a smile.
"I think you've taught him the technique of exerting force, but he still can't learn it?" Yu Feihong asked.
"I only taught some simple and basic force-generating techniques. Everyone's technical habits and movements are different, and their physical fitness is also different. It is impossible for him to completely learn my technical movements."
Lao Wang nodded and said: "It depends on his own understanding. If he can combine it with his own skills and physical fitness, he may also develop his own back-up skills in the future.
But without several years of exploration and training, it will be very difficult. Moreover, he is too young and his body is still developing, so he will not have a chance in a few years."
The next morning, Kobe came over again, and Lao Wang taught him for another two hours.
After the teaching, he warned: "Kobe, that's it, you have learned my technical movements of low post play and some power techniques, you can practice it yourself.
But let me tell you first, I am a center and you are a defender. My technical movements are definitely not suitable for you. How to form your own technical movements depends on your own exploration and training."
"I understand, thank you, Old K."
"Call Master."
"Old K."
"Hey, you little bastard, you've been crossing rivers and tearing down bridges, going up to houses and taking out ladders. Now that you've learned how to do that, you won't call me master?"
"Haha, Lao K, Lao K, I will call you Lao K."
Kobe shouted happily and ran away triumphantly. He stopped at the door and turned around and shouted: "Old K, don't worry, when I enter the league, I will carry forward your skills and defeat you with my skills."
The team must be very happy!"
"Kobe, you are a traitor and a little bastard who deceives your master and destroys his ancestors. Be careful of thunder striking you!"
Lao Wang was furious and rushed over, frightening Kobi so much that he panicked. When he opened the door, he had already been caught.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah..."
Lao Wang pinned him down on the ground and slapped him on the butt several times, making Kobe Bryant scream.
"Master, Master, I was wrong, wrong..."
…
On June 29, 1995, the NBA draft was held as scheduled.
Wang Tiejun sat with Colangelo Jr., and Westphal also came.
Westphal is here to serve as a consultant. After all, Colangelo has just taken over the position of general manager and is participating in the draft for the first time, so he lacks experience.
The draft had not yet started. Colangelo Jr. was flipping through a large pile of information prepared for him by the scouts and said: "Although this is a small year, there are still many good guys."
"How about that high school student Kevin Garnett and Jordan's junior brother? Is that Rasheed Wallace? Do we have a chance to select them?" Lao Wang asked casually when he was bored.
Westphal shook his head and said: "These two will definitely not fall out of the lottery. Rasheed Wallace's predicted draft position is in the top five. Although high school student Garnett is extremely talented, he has no NCAA experience.
His shortcoming is that the most optimistic predicted position is only seventh, and the general predicted position is around tenth, so he will not fall into our lottery."
"Oh." Lao Wang nodded meaninglessly.
Colangelo Jr. said at this time: "Based on their predicted positions, we now have several goals..."
"Which ones?" Lao Wang asked cooperatively.
Colangelo tilted his head and whispered in his ear: "Brent Barry, the son of old Barry, like his father, is very accurate in shooting and three-pointers. He is the defender we need. His predicted position is lottery.
If he is on the edge of the area, he may fall out, and if we are lucky, we may get him."
"Barry's son?"
Lao Wang nodded. Rick Barry is a real super scorer. He has participated in two finals, ten games in total. He is the person with the highest scoring average in the finals, higher than Jordan. He ranks first in history, averaging 10 games in total.
36.3 points.
He has played in two finals now, six games in the 1993 Finals, four games this time, and ten games like Barry. He averaged 24.8 points per game in 1993, 50 points per game this time, and averaged ten games per game.
It's 34.89, still not as good as old Barry.
Colangelo Jr. added: "The second one is Theo Ratliff, who can play the fourth and fifth positions and is good at defense."
"Don't you choose the outside line?" Lao Wang asked.
"If we can't pick Barry, he will be our second target. If we can't pick him, our next option will be outside."
Colangelo Jr. continued: "There is also Michael Finley in the back, a swingman with a shoe height of 201 centimeters. He is active in defense. Offensively, his post-up skills are okay, his facing the basket is average, and his control and breakthrough abilities are average.
Therefore, his ability to hold the ball is not very good. He seldom passes people in singles. He has a little open three-pointers and stable back-up mid-range shots. This is our third goal. According to the scouting report, his template is Jordan, but his growth limit is high.
He is a first-class star, but some weaknesses will limit his development."
"You're not holding the ball?"
Hearing this weakness, Lao Wang was not very interested. Now that the Lightning is old and the glider is gone, someone who can hold the ball is needed on the outside. People who do not have the ability to hold the ball and break through will face teams with strong outside defense, such as
For the Bulls, it was difficult to even get past halftime.
