Chapter 37 Thank you for teaching me to swear
Some players have no visible data, and may not even see their own balls in their eyes. Only by understanding his powerful opponents can they feel the pain.
Temple University doesn't believe that Weisha can defend Marty Collins.
Four minutes passed, and there were some things they had to believe.
Even after another four minutes, John Chaney didn't believe that Wei Xia could really defend Collins. The cold statistics left him speechless.
From the time Wei Xia appeared on the stage, Collins seemed to be frozen.
He has no sense of existence, nor Wei Xia, but those who pay attention to Temple University will find problems in his thin presence.
The key to the problem is that if Wei Xia doesn't attack, Villanova will still score; if Collins doesn't attack, Temple University can only point to David Hawkins, who seems to have not recovered from the holidays, possessed the gods in the second half. The probability of that thing is lower than the relationship between Allen Iverson and Larry Brown to recover to the 2000-01 season.
Fans can't understand it, but Villanueva's home commentator Ryan Fannon, who explained the game through the radio, can understand it. He treats the announcer as a lifelong career and has very experienced watching experience.
At this time, he was sitting in the middle of the court and told the fans with 3 minutes left in the first half: "In the first ten minutes of the first half, Marty Collins scored 12 points. Coach Wright called a timeout and replaced the wish. From that moment on, we never saw Collins scored in the Finnerland Arena again. Poor Marty couldn't even touch the ball. Students, please get to know wish again! He ran all the way, with his traces everywhere on both ends of the offense and defense, but what really reflects his value is his defense against Marty. We cannot find this from statistics, but we still have to applause him. This child from Raulmerion, the new generation of hope star in Philadelphia, is not the intangible "Wish" (wish), he is the real hope (hope)!"
Marty Collins' emotions are in extreme mood.
He didn't know how many lungs Wei Xia had grown.
Seven minutes passed, and he was still running around, his physical strength was not bottom-out. Moreover, according to Collins' observation, he was not like those overly excited freshman rookies. His running was not in vain. He was really creating opportunities for the team.
What Collins couldn't understand the most was that he ran for seven minutes without even taking a single shot.
The Wildcats' veterans didn't even look at him, and his mood did not change at all.
He did useless work on the offensive end, allowing his teammates to play better, but returned to the defensive end and was full of aggressiveness.
"Who the hell are you?"
Collins couldn't get away with Wei Xia and shouted impatiently.
"My name is Wei Xia." He actually answered.
"Who the hell asks you this! Hell's name! Hell's 'wish'!"
"It's Wei Xia..."
Wei Xia failed Temple University’s tactics for the ninth time.
What does this feel? Collins has done his best. Wei Xia did not use his teammates' help. He relied on personal efforts, perseverance and determination to chase Collins for 30 seconds to ensure that he even forgot what the basketball looks like - because he is so tired that his brain is almost exhausted. Does anyone with brain hypoxia have memory? Obviously not.
He continued to run for seven and a half minutes, just completing a 30-second pursuit defense. Temple University shot a three-pointer, and the beautiful air balloon was simply giving back to Wei Xia's run.
What made his opponent desperate?
Wei Xia ran to death with Collins, but after he made a quick attack after he made a three-for-no-touch shot.
When Temple University reacted, Wei Xia's figure had already passed through the wildcat logo, and his teammates sent a long pass.
“Wish!”
“Wish!”
“Wish!”
The Finnerland Arena was in a big momentum, and Weisha received a pass from Randy Fery and rushed to the frontcourt and barely completed a slam dunk with both hands.
Even though his slam dunk could not tell any explosive power, it still made the home court full of 6,500 people boil.
"V stands for Villanova" played for him.
"No matter what you think, I like this kid!" Fannon shouted through the radio, "Let's meet again and again. The player who just scored a slam dunk just now is called wish, from Raul Merion High School..."
Collins saw Wei Xia chasing him at full speed, counterattacked at full speed, and ran back at full speed for fear of missing defense. He looked a little tired, and the frequency of his breathing indicated that his physical condition was in good condition.
Collins was shocked and both surprised: "You are..."
"My name is Wei Xia." He introduced himself tirelessly.
"Damn it, I fucking know you call fuck wish!"
"It's Wei Xia."
“f***!”
Then there were a bunch of dirty words that Wei Xia had not heard in life outside the TV series since she was a child. It turned out that there were so many combinations of words in English, which really opened his eyes. Although speaking these words all over his mouth showed that Collins was of low quality and that he was so ashamed of being ashamed of being unpretentious, he still had to sincerely say thank you.
"Thank you for teaching me to swear."
"I fucking..."
Seeing Collins' mood almost out of control, the Wildcats' coaching staff looked surprised.
"Is Wish so good at talking trash?" Wright asked the players behind him, especially the freshmen. "Why didn't you tell me?"
Dunleavy's son said strangely: "As far as I know, he doesn't speak trash."
Will Sheridan knows what happened.
He explained with a funny look: "Coach, it is undeniable that basketball is a rough sport, but wish always communicates seriously on the court. If you know each other, it's okay, but if you don't know each other, you will become Marty Collins."
"To be honest, because of him, my impression of the so-called tactfulness and self-deprecating British people has changed a lot." Costy Sampter, a sophomore player who was previously replaced by Weisha, said seriously.
Mr. Marty Collins is very opposite to this matter.
Starting today, the question "Which country is the most fucking damn person" finally has an answer. For him, he will always be British!
Wei Xia only had 8 minutes against him, but he seemed to have played the whole game.
The tight defense made him unable to touch the ball within eight minutes. Suddenly, Wei Xia's tense string seemed to loosen. Collins seemed to be a lonely ship trapped in the vast sea. After seeing the land, he was overjoyed and used all his strength to rush towards the landing site.
Temple University's ball was passed to him.
How could he know that it was just an hallucination he had caused because he was too tired.
Wei Xia's steal made the voice of the Fenneran Arena reach the roof, giving people the feeling that the national championship flag from 1985 was fluttering.
"Wish steal!"
“Wish advance!”
"A one-stop counterattack from wish!"
Wei Xia drove his full strength and threw his opponent away from a distance. He walked in the field and rushed to the front with another hand.
Sometimes he wonders, would it be embarrassing if he accidentally dunks 1-0 in the frontcourt?
Chapter completed!