In the end, the referee did not give Danny Fordson a technical foul, but only gave Danny Fordson a verbal warning. His reason was very good, because there was no official game yet. . .
Of course, the referee also rejected Nelson's substitution request. After all, the starting list has been submitted, and it is really unreasonable to make substitutions before the game.
However, Danny Fordson was also deprived of the right to stand in the center circle and jump ball with me. The person who jumped ball with me became Dirk Nowitzki.
The referee blew the whistle, signaling Dirk Nowitzki and I to concentrate, and he was about to throw the ball. I leaned down, bent over hard, looked up at the basketball, and inadvertently saw Danny Fordson staring at me fiercely. His eyes were full of endless hatred, as if he and I had a grudge against killing my father. , the hatred of seizing his wife is general.
I smiled slyly at Danny Fordson, then stuck out my tongue and made a face, causing Danny Fordson's eyes to burst open and his teeth to gnash.
I laughed! Smiling happily! I firmly believe that as long as I tease him in the paint, Mr. Danny Fortson will have to go to the bench to rest. Of course, the premise is that Nelson can give me enough time. Once he replaces Danny Fortson in advance, all his previous efforts will be wasted.
The basketball was thrown up, drilled into the air, reached the highest point, there was a small stagnation, and then began to slowly fall.
I jumped up hard, stretched out my thick arms, stretched out my dark palms, and slapped the basketball hard.
I have enough confidence, this ball is going to be mine! Although Dirk Nowitzki is very strong, his strong strength does not include jumping.
The palm of my hand rubbed the basketball leather, and under the influence of force, it flew towards my left rear, which is Chauncey Billups' territory.
I strode forward without looking back. I believed in Billups' stability. There is no way the Mavericks can have a good steal at the beginning of the game.
I passed by Dirk Nowitzki inside the three-point line, and I found Danny Fortson. I hit Danny Fortson's chest with my strong shoulder, and aimed fiercely at him. He looked at this guy and shouted: "Boy! I'm going to kill you!"
Danny Fordson's body was knocked back half a step by me. I could clearly see the undulating muscles on his chest, and I could clearly see a red mark on the place where I had just hit him. Of course, the clearest thing is that I can see Danny Fordson's severe anger, the anger that wants to peel my skin off and cramp me.
This is what I want! Although it can't be said to be something that I dream of, it is definitely something that I hope for, as long as Danny Fordson keeps this state. Before the ball died, I had a huge chance of killing this guy.
"Dirk"
"Danny"
Old Nelson shouted loudly on the sidelines, making cross gestures with his hands in front of his chest. And this gesture is obviously a common gesture throughout the NBA.
Cross-position defense!
Nelson wanted Dirk Nowitzki to guard me and Danny Fortson to guard Carlos Boozer, the Wizards' starting power forward for this game.
"Danny! Change defense!" Dirk Nowitzki turned his head and said to Danny Fortson.
But Danny Fordson, who was already blinded by hatred, stared at me without saying a word or even turning his head.
"Danny! Change defense!" Dirk Nowitzki emphasized his tone and said loudly.
Danny Fordson grabbed my jersey with his hand and pushed me outward hard. Then he turned his head and gritted his teeth and said viciously to Dirk Nowitzki: "I will guard against death." His! I swear!"
"Listen to the coach!"
I heard the coldness in Dirk Nowitzki's voice. Obviously Dirk Nowitzki is very unhappy now.
Danny Fordson didn¡¯t speak anymore. It was obvious that he was hesitating. He didn¡¯t know how to choose between hatred and orders.
I really don¡¯t want Danny Fortson to defend Carlos Boozer, as all my previous efforts will most likely be in vain. So I spoke:
"Danny! No one expects you to be able to guard me! Even your teammates and your coach don't have the slightest hope in you. All your performances are like a clown on the stage "
"Shut up!" Danny Fortson yelled at me loudly, and the roar made my ears feel a little uncomfortable.
The roar echoed in the arena. The last syllable has not yet disappeared from the arena.When I was licking, I heard Chauncey Billups' voice: "Kwame"
This is. . .
I glanced out of the corner of my eye and saw Chauncey Billups throwing the basketball behind me.
Because Danny Fortson and Dirk Nowitzki were arguing about switching defenses. This made the distance between the two of them infinitely closer, and also made the basket appear empty at this moment. There is no one in the basket now.
Turning around quickly, before Danny Fordson could understand what was happening, I quickly passed by Danny Fordson's side, took a small step with my right foot, and adjusted myself. He jumped up hard, grabbed the basketball with his right hand in the air, and threw it into the air hard.
"Boom!"
This is how a powerful super slam dunk came about!
There was a burst of suffocation in the stands, and then there was a burst of violent noise and cheers! Curses! Sigh! Mix it up! It made the entire arena look particularly chaotic! But this is the best compliment on the road!
Satisfied, I released my grip on the basket, landed on my feet, and was about to turn around to stimulate Danny Fortson, when suddenly I heard someone shouting loudly: "Be careful!"
My heart trembled! Just when I was about to look up to find the source of the sound, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of me and hit me hard. I didn't have time to react. My body was knocked backwards and I heard "bump" With a bang, my head directly came into close contact with something hard! My head suddenly started buzzing so loudly that I completely lost consciousness.
"Kwame, how are you?"
"Kwame, wake up!"
¡°Kwame, where do you feel uncomfortable?¡±
I slowly woke up amid the repeated calls of Christian Leitner and Jim Johnson. But when I woke up, I had completely forgotten what had just happened and the situation I was in now. I was extremely surprised to see countless people surrounding me. I tried to stand up, but as soon as I tried my best, I couldn't stand up. I felt dizzy.
Jim Johnson loudly called for a stretcher, and the staff quickly appeared on the court carrying the stretcher. Then I was carried on the stretcher by two staff members, and then these two staff members carried me and ran towards the emergency exit.
I turned my head and tried to look at my surroundings to remind myself of what had just happened, but suddenly I saw a familiar figure lying on the floor not far from me, letting the team doctor fiddle with his two The eye circles were black and blue, the cheeks were red and had obvious scratches, there were obvious blood stains on the nostrils and corners of the mouth, and the originally thick lips became very plump due to swelling.
This is. . .
I suddenly remembered who this guy was!
This guy is Danny Fordson who just used tactics against me! We were just in the second game of this year's regular season.
But I can¡¯t understand Danny Fortson¡¯s current situation at all. He seems to have been beaten severely.
How is this going?
I continued to roll my eyes and noticed that Carlos Boozer, Larry Hughes, Brandon Haywood, and Chauncey Billups were closely following the stretcher as it moved, with serious expressions on their faces. .
"Carlos" I tried calling Carlos Boozer, hoping to get some answers from Boozer.
But the answer Carlos Boozer gave me was definitely beyond my imagination