Basketball Myth: Super Guard

The so-called group confrontation training is to divide the players into two groups to play the whole game, one team is the red team and the other team is the white team.

This grouping is not random, because there are many players in the training camp, so they will be grouped according to their age and basketball level, as balanced as possible.

"Qin, you and Butler are on the red team." Coach Baker said, and then skillfully read out the names of several people, who stood beside Qin Hao and Butler.

Qin Hao looked at his teammates, 3 blacks, 3 whites, including himself and Butler, a total of 8.

This is a group confrontation training, not an official game, because every player needs to be able to play and have a certain amount of playing time, so the number of each team is not 12, but 8. The 8-man rotation is enough to ensure that each player can get a considerable amount of playing time and play a role in exercise.

In addition to Qin Hao and Butler, the other six people in the red team are of uneven height. Two of them are a little over 1.8 meters tall and less than 1.9 meters tall, and the other four are all over 1.9 meters tall. One of them should have About two meters away, he was a black man with a sturdy body like a black bear.

On the opposite side, the 8 white players stood in a row, most of them were black players, 6 black players and 2 white players. Almost all of them were over 1.9 meters tall, and the tallest one was over 2 meters. .

In terms of height, the red team suffers a little bit.

Since they were in the first team, Qin Hao took the initiative to reach out to several red team players: "Hello, my name is Qin Hao, you can call me Qin."

result......

No one shook hands with him, and several people pretended not to see it, and one of them sneered contemptuously, with an unshaved face.

Where did Qin Hao cool down so directly.

Qin Hao narrowed his eyes, curled his lips, and withdrew his hand. He also gave the other party a non-sharp look. He wanted to get along well with you, but in exchange he was contemptuous and alienated.

Well, let's see.

Seeing this scene, the white team players on the opposite side showed ridicule and ridicule one after another, and they did not hide the contempt and indifference to Qin Hao in their eyes.

"Qin." Butler took Qin Hao's shoulders and comforted: "These people are like this, they think they are superior, you don't have to mind, just get used to it."

"Jimmy." Qin Hao shook his head, "I'm sorry, I can't get used to it. I know they discriminate against me because I'm Chinese and think I'm easy to bully. But I'm sorry, I won't be resigned, let alone bear it. Jimmy , Sometimes the more forbearance we are, the more the other party has to make an inch."

Butler nodded, thoughtfully.

......

"beep......"

The whistle blows, the match is about to begin.

Coach Baker looked at the red team and started to point: "Wells, Bob, Williams, Butler, Qin, you guys come on."

As soon as the words fell, several players of the red team quit.

One person pointed at Qin Hao and Butler, protesting: "Why are they going first, shouldn't we go first?"

"That is, the two of them are not qualified to start." Someone immediately echoed, "Coach, I protest, we should let the stronger person start."

Coach Baker raised his face and shouted: "I'm the coach, and everything is arranged by me. This is just a training match, not an official competition. What are you fighting for? Okay, that's it, let's go."

Qin Hao and Butler looked at each other, Qin Hao spread his hands: "See? We are both isolated."

Butler's expression is serious and a little unhappy, just because Qin Hao is Chinese, and because I'm out of 1,000 in the US, so look down on us like this?

Players from both sides came to the field.

Although it is a training camp, everything is very formal, including training games, there are still jump balls, referees, and each team has a coach, and Coach Baker is in charge of the red team.

"Snapped!"

The white team was on the white center with a height of 205 centimeters. He was not single and tall, and he bounced very well. He easily suppressed Wells and slapped the ball into the backcourt.

A black defender took control of the ball and started advancing.

Seeing the opponent coming to the front court, Butler wanted to go up, Qin Hao pulled him: "You play No. 2, I play No. 1." After speaking, Qin Hao greeted the opponent.

Butler nodded, stepped back, and faced the opposing shooting guard.

A few years later, Butler entered the NBA as a small forward with a height of 203 cm, but now he is only 188 cm tall, less than 1.9 meters, and usually plays a guard.

Qin Hao is now 189 cm tall, but he still likes to play No. 1. He came outside the three-point line and opened his hands to look at each other.

"Horn, hit him."

"Single him..."

Someone on the sidelines shouted.

Horn's name is Marcus Horn. He is a black player. He is 190 cm tall and has the excellent physical fitness of black players. He has a well-proportioned body, coordinated muscles, and has good ball-handling skills. The basketball jumps in his hands, like sticking to him. With the same hands, he looked at Qin Hao and said, "Are you Chinese?"

Qin Hao frowned, but nodded anyway.

"Isn't China all big men like Yao Ming?" Horn curled his lips and said nonchalantly: "When will a guy like you come to play in the United States? It seems that the selection of Nike training camp is not rigorous enough, you This kind of garbage can also be put in."

Qin Hao's pupils shrank instantly and said, "Your name is Horn?"

Horn nodded.

At this moment, Qin Hao suddenly started, reaching for the ball. He moved very fast, so fast that Horn couldn't help but be startled. He turned around quickly and stretched out his hand to protect the ball.

"Huh, it's dangerous." A layer of cold sweat oozes from Horn's vest, he carefully guarded the basketball, and looked at Qin Hao angrily, "Damn, he was almost stolen by him."

"Unfortunately." Qin Hao stepped back, a little regretful.

After all, the ball still failed to steal. Horn's response was quick and his ball-handling skills were also very good. He didn't lose an inch in a hurry, and immediately protected the ball.

As long as he is a little slower, the ball is stolen.

"It is indeed the Nike National High School Training Camp, which brings together elite high school players in the United States. Although they are only high school players, their strength is really good." Qin Hao stepped back and regained his defensive position. The fighting spirit in his heart began to rise, "There are many masters, I love so much."

He was almost stolen by Qin Hao, and Horn was a little annoyed. He wanted to single against Qin Hao, but he first dribbled the ball under the crotch, and then suddenly changed direction and accelerated.

However, as soon as he moved, Qin Hao had already blocked his path.

"Shet." Horn frowned, secretly startled, "Why is this guy so fast?"

"You are too naive if you want to get past me with a simple change of direction." Qin Hao sneered, he is an expert in change of direction and breakthrough. With Horn's skill, he can see through his intention at a glance, he is not absolute At a speed, trying to pass yourself is basically a dream.

I want to go blind!