01.Challenge Tracy McGrady

October 29, 2002, TD Waterhouse Center, home of the Orlando Magic.

The 76ers' away game against the Magic has reached the last five minutes.

Score 80:8976 The coaches and players on the bench looked at the field solemnly.

Although this is only the first game of the regular season, who doesn't want to get a good start? At the end of the bench, Han Mo lowered his head and had no time to pay attention to the situation on the court.

Because he was trying to figure out what was going on.

"I was obviously eating hot pot in the dormitory and bragging to my roommates, so why did I teleport to the United States?"

Could it be because...

Han Mo remembered what he told his roommate on the school basketball team a minute ago, if I were two meters tall , will definitely become a top NBA star.

"Then, that's it?"

Han Mo looked at his slender fingers, thick calves, and touched his clear abdominal muscles.

Shit! Hell, I'm just a fan! Come on, how can I play in the NBA if I haven't even played a full game?

Don't panic, look at this seat, I'm a bench warmer . How could it be my turn to play at such a critical moment?

"Han! Come up!" The gray-haired Larry Brown waved to Han Mo.

In the previous round, Aaron McGee seemed to have sprained his ankle and slowly came off the field with the support of his teammates.

At this time, the score on the court: 82:93, time: 2 minutes and 50 seconds.

"Do it!" Han Mo reluctantly took off his training clothes and walked towards the court as if he was dead.

Whatever you love, just do it. You can't say, "Coach, I'm not ready yet, right?"

"Ding! The strongest defense system has been bound!"

"Ding! The god-level defensive positioning skill (one game) has been received. Do you want to use it?"

Shit!

Another experience card? Bullshit!

System: This requires the host to perform well on the field. The experience card is exclusive to the novice gift pack and will no longer be issued in the future.

Okay, let me believe you for now!

Han Mo nodded and prepared to fight!

Charles Barkley in the commentary box was already drowsy at this time, and Stephen A. Smith suddenly shouted: "Look, the Chinese kid from the 76ers who doesn't know where he came from is on the stage, Flying Pig, you know where to go." Looking for his personal information?"

Charles Barkley rubbed his eyes and said: "Did the 76ers give up the game? Chinese boy? What the hell? Is the NBA going to set up a circus this year? Every team has to get someone who knows it's impossible to play." NBA guy'?"

At this time, the black female commentator beside him picked up Han Mo's information and said: "Han Mo, 19 years old, height 201cm, weight 100KG, wingspan 221cm, studying at Texas A&M University, this year's undrafted player, wearing a 76ers jersey Jersey No. 1."

Smith said jokingly: "Looks like it's a duel for the No. 1 jersey!"

Charles Barkley shook his head and said: "It turns out he was undrafted. I thought he was the second pick this year. Look, he will be dunked by Tracy McGrady in the next round. Tell him, welcome to NBA!"

Magic offensive possessions:

McGee easily dribbled the ball past halftime, looking at Eric Snow with blank eyes. This game was very boring for McGee. Although Aaron McGee is good at defense, under the 23-year-old McGee In his eyes, his defense can be easily shredded like a piece of paper. As for this Snow, haha!

McGrady watched indifferently as beads of sweat fell to the ground, Snow, who always maintained a good defensive position.

With just one step of acceleration, McGrady slid past Snow.

In the face of absolute talent, this textbook defense is still a joke.

But the next moment, a yellow-skinned player came into his sleepy eyes.

"Bang!"

"Offensive foul! Tracy McGrady's fourth foul!"

The yellow-skinned man was sitting on the ground with his hands open and an innocent look on his face.

Smith in the commentary box said: "Fat pig, is this the buckle you are talking about?"

Charles Barkley shrugged: "You know, they just have a lot of tricks. But in the NBA where strength is paramount, this is obviously useless."

Just as the two commentators were bickering, Snow had thrown the ball straight into the frontcourt, and Iverson scored an easy layup.

Score: 84:93! The score difference is approaching single digits!

McGrady glanced at the scoreboard, a little annoyed, and made a gesture.

Tracy McGrady deliberately faced off against the yellow-skinned player. When the outcome was not in suspense, he would be a little willful.

Let this NBA passerby always remember his terror.

"Oh! God," Barkley said, "remember this round, this undrafted guy is going home to his mom!"

At this time McGrady finally saw him clearly,

This guy wears the same No. 1 jersey as himself. He is similar in height, but his arms are surprisingly long. His face is obviously very childish, but he always has a provocative smile on his face.

"You don't know how big the world is!" McGrady licked his thick lips. This is the NBA!

There are many people whose static talents are monsters!

McGrady's gorgeous continuous crotch dribbling, but this yellow-skinned man is not affected at all, and always maintains the best defensive position. In this position, whether it is a pull-up or a breakthrough, he will be attacked immediately. His defensive blocking.

How could he make such a sophisticated defensive position?

"I must be worrying too much!" After dribbling continuously, McGrady put his weight on his right shoulder, made a fake move, then took a big step with his left leg and broke through to the left!

But he didn't hesitate and followed closely! He always blocks his breakthrough route in a timely manner, and at the same time, his big hands raised high cover his shooting space.

Maddie was impatient for a moment and increased the movement of her elbow. The big elbow swept towards the yellow-skinned cheek!

What shocked Maddie was that instead of dodge, the yellow-skinned man actually took the initiative to move his face towards her!

"Bang!" Huangsui fell out hard! His cheeks swelled rapidly, and a stream of blood flowed out from his braces.

"Offensive foul! Tracy McGrady's fifth foul!"

McGrady has never been a player who likes to hurt others, so when he saw the yellow-skinned man struggling to get up from the ground, wiped the blood, and waved to the coaching staff, showing that he could still play, he felt a little respect in his heart.

"Hey! What's your name?" McGrady asked.

"Han Mo!"

Han Mo continued to challenge while running forward, "You committed five fouls! Don't let me knock you out in the next round!"

Han Mo's expression of wanting to be beaten instantly made all the respect in Maddie's heart disappear, and his blood pressure rose a little! This is a scoundrel!

"Sir Sir, what else do you want to say? This yellow-skinned boy has already caused two consecutive offensive fouls by our league's top attacker!" Smith said.

Barkley was at a loss for words and continued to speak harshly: "This is just the referee wanting to make the game more dramatic. Do you think he dares to blow McGrady? If this kid named Han Mo can cause McGrady another offensive foul, I will commentate from the end 76 When someone plays, wear his jersey!"

On the field:

Han Mo's excellent defense in the two rounds just made Iverson interested, who had never cared about the yellow man at the end of the bench. He dribbled to the frontcourt, broke through and attracted three people to double-team, and actually distributed the ball to three people. Han Mo outside the line!

When Han Mo received the ball, there was no defender within three meters. It must be unjustifiable to not shoot, right?

Han Mo tried hard to remember the completely unsystematic shooting training in his previous life and see if he could improve his touch a little bit.

Jump up! Take action!

A perfect arc passed through!

"Bang!" The ball hit the front of the basket hard! Bounce!

Shit!

McGrady jumped high in the crowd and easily grabbed the rebound!

Launch a fast attack counterattack!

Tracy McGrady strode forward and went full throttle!

But Han Mo's ghostly figure appeared in front of him again!

Han Mo once again predicted McGrady's offensive line!

He stood upright and faced McGrady, who was moving at full speed, with both feet firmly planted!

"Bang!"

Han Mo grinned and flew out!

Offensive foul! Tracy McGrady committed 6 fouls! Sent off! "