NBA: Fusion of two talents to dominate the entire league

Chapter 279

Since there is a training match tomorrow afternoon,

The dinner ended very early. After 10 o'clock, everyone left the villa and went home one after another.

No words were spoken all night.

Roy went straight to the gym the next morning after breakfast as usual.

The recovery ability of young people is amazing. After a day's rest, he was full of energy again.

Why do we say that athletes are young? The difference lies here.

For players of Kidd's age, if they play the intensity of the sixth game of the finals, they may need two or three days to recover.

But Roy, who is 19 years old, can be full of energy in just one night. He can even find two girlfriends and have a long-lasting war of attrition.

Higher, faster, and more energetic, so basketball is a sport for young people.

There is still a fundamental difference between the current era and 20 years later.

There is no such thing as rotation or back-to-back in this era.

Unless injured, they play every game.

In the strength room, Roy was sweating profusely.

Strength training is the foundation of all sports. Without strength, there is no confrontation. Years of strength training have made Roy's competitive level have made great progress.

Around 10 o'clock in the morning, McGinnis and Lagabel entered the training hall together.

The appearance of the two gradually made the venue lively.

Looking at McGinnis's dark circles, Roy knew that this guy must have gone to accompany his girlfriend after the show last night, and his face looked empty.

When training with Roy, my legs were shaking.

Roy frowned. This kind of training that can be completed in one step is completely worthless.

"Chuck, were you exhausted last night? Can you be more promising and learn to suppress your desires? No one will care what you want to do after the finals."

McInnis smiled awkwardly and muttered softly.

"I can't compare with a beast like you. Isn't it normal to have a misfire with your girlfriend?"

Lagabel said with a smirk:

"Roy, do you think it is possible that he is too weak? He complained about back pain all the way at such a young age? You and him lived in the same dormitory in college. Did he do too much needlework?"

After that, he laughed unscrupulously, and even Roy laughed.

McInnis was touched to the point of pain, and chased Lagabel angrily.

With the two people's play and jokes, the training became less boring.

In the afternoon, the three of them had a simple meal at Roy's house. After a short rest, they went to the court together. Carter and other role players had arrived on the court one after another. Kidd, wearing a training suit, was arguing with head coach Frank at the edge of the court. Roy looked at Carter with an inquiring look. Carter shrugged: "What else? Frank doesn't want Kidd to take the risk of playing." Kidd was arguing with a red neck: "Why don't you let me play? The team doctor has already said that I can do moderate exercise in the right state!" Coach Frank refuted without giving in: "The team doctor asked you to do moderate exercise, not to let you play! Please don't joke about your own career. I don't want you to retire due to injury in the next game. If you take good care of yourself, you still have several years of career!" Kidd was silent. He lowered his head and said nothing, and then calmly looked at the same person as him. Coach from the University of Toronto:

"If I can win the championship, what's wrong with retiring a few years early? Because then I will have no regrets in my basketball career!"

Frank looked at Kidd with a softer look and explained:

"Listen Jason, we still have Roy, Vince, and you. The basic framework is here. I believe we will all be strong contenders for the championship in the next few years."

Kidd looked at Frank miserably and shook his head:

"Klaus, I'm 33 years old. My professional status will only get worse, not better. I don't have much time left. I want to win the championship with my own hands when I am capable, instead of just winning a championship in the team. Do you understand what I mean?"

Coach Frank stopped talking. This may be the pride of the league's historical point guard.

He clearly knew that Kidd's words were not wrong, but for the purpose of protecting the players, he still wanted to stick to his principles.

The two sides could only stand there in silence.

At this time, Roy, who had listened to the conversation between the two, spoke up.

"Coach, I think you should compromise. If the next game goes well, Jason won't have to play. If the game is tense, you can decide whether to let him play or not depending on the situation."

Frank was deeplyHe glanced at Roy and Kidd, and finally nodded helplessly.

In the professional creed he adhered to, he would never fight for the honor of the game in the player's career.

After all, career is only a part of life, not all of it. There are more things in life that need to be supported by a healthy body.

But the next game is the seventh game. Frank has no way out. He can only choose to accept Kidd's gamble and agree to his request.

Kidd, who achieved his goal, successfully returned to the team, but he could not conduct confrontational training.

He could only do shooting and simple dribbling in a limited area under the guidance of a professional rehabilitation therapist, which is a kind of recovery training.

Kidd also knew that he couldn't achieve success overnight and return to the starting lineup directly.

He was already satisfied to help the team at a critical moment.

During training, he found that his ankle was still aching, but Kidd didn't dare to make a sound. He gritted his teeth and persevered throughout the whole process.

He didn't even dare to frown, for fear that the rehabilitation therapist would notice that something was wrong with him.

He had to force a smile and communicate with his teammates on the court.

The older generation of players is like this. As long as they can play, they would rather grit their teeth and fight hard than sit on the sidelines in a suit like a coward.

Because he has had enough of being helpless and helpless on the sidelines. He can help his teammates by playing, but he can only watch his teammates lose on the sidelines because of injuries.

On the first day of training, the Nets' intensity was very light.

It was mainly based on adjustments. After all, the intensity of the finals is too high. In order to avoid injuries, the coach will arrange lighter confrontations.

Despite this, both teams still tried their best.

"Tyson, you don't look like Duncan at all. You need to be tougher. Look at his position and defensive habits. I can't feel your defense!"

After saying that, Roy made another mid-range jump shot.

Chandler looked innocent. I just imitated him. Even if it was Duncan, Roy got a triple-double over him.

What is my little Chandler capable of?

"Roy, you think too highly of me. If I had that level, wouldn't the Nets give me a maximum salary now?"

Chandler's words made everyone laugh.

"Tyson, I think the gap between you and Duncan is still a blank expression. Once you learn it, your deterrence to the opposing players on the court can be increased by 20%!"

McInnis's words made Chandler confused.

Subconsciously asked:

"Why is it improved so much? What is your theoretical basis?"

"Because the opposing players will definitely not bully the mentally retarded when they see you are such a fool, they will be gentler when they attack."

"Hahaha~"

The relaxed atmosphere on the court continued.

Chandler's cheerful laughter as he grabbed the basketball and chased McGinnis continued.

The training match ended with McGinnis' screams.