"I don't know, Jordan said that he will stay in Chicago for the time being to teach the newcomers of the Bulls. I should have no problem playing with a small short-term contract to realize my dream." Boss Miller also said hopefully.
Yes, it’s enough to get to the NBA race arena to realize his dream. He is also in his thirties. Does he really expect to play the full season?
Song Ya felt that his level was far worse than those of Pippen Rodman during training. Of course, Pippen is a top star, so it's not a good comparison.
"Gogogo!"
Pippen slapped the slap to encourage everyone to come on stage. The live music rang deafeningly and the audience cheered. He and Jordan stood side by side in the front of the two teams. Jordan played the coach there, and Song Ya stood to Pippen. Behind him, Rodman is in front.
The on-site commentator called out who’s name out loud and who ran to the center of the stadium, enjoying the spotlight, and the professionalism of the United Center for hosting the game was not to be said.. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
"Aaaaaaaplus!"
Soon it was her turn, Song Ya trot out with a smiling face, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
He waved to the fans, and then stood beside Pippen.
"Dennis Rodman!"
Cheers again, all the invincible Tridents left, and the Chicago fans cried and laughed in welcome, and the feelings were very sincere.
The players of the team gathered in a circle to have a pre-match mobilization ceremony, and then all sat back to the scene and listened to coach Pippen's advice.
"Don't be half-hearted when you step into the arena, and play at your best level!"
Pippen was really training. He took out a tactical board and assigned the task, "aplus, don’t look around, you are a point guard, of course, leave everything to me in the second half of the game. Just keep an eye on r Kelly. , Isn't it difficult for you?"
"no problem."
For the first time in his life, Song Ya feels that everything is fresh. The bottom of his **** is not a VIP seat on the sidelines bought at a high price, but a real player seat. He is also in a Bulls uniform. He picked 88 on his back.
"Ali, my brother! Dunk! Must dunk!"
Tony and Silencer were sitting behind them, screaming ghosts, they were always ready to wave with big towels in their hands, and Snoop Dogg, the artist of Boss Miller was also there, Song Ya stretched his hand back to reach Hit them with a punch.
"Go on!"
Pippen slapped his hand and gave an order. Song Ya, one of the five starting five, immediately stood up, took off his sportswear and sports trousers, revealing the white bunt inside. Jordan's team was red.
Touched the Bulls logo on his chest, waved to the stands and the camera lens, gave a thumbs up, learned the posture and applied some anti-slip powder to the soles of the sneakers, then followed Pippen’s command to the backcourt, Rodman stayed in the middle circle and Jordan jumps the ball.
"call……"
He put his hands on the top of his knees and began to adjust his attention. He couldn't be distracted. It would be ugly if he was blown by the counterpoint R Kelly, and he couldn't make funny mistakes, which would be detrimental to the image.
'beep! ’
The referee blew the whistle and Rodman and Jordan jumped high. These guys' jumping elasticity was so amazing that the ball was dialed to their own half and flew straight to themselves.
‘Boom! Song Ya catches basketball with both hands firmly, playing basketball with Tony and the others occasionally over the years. It's impossible for people from South Chicago to not play basketball.
"Give it to me!" Pippen shouted.
It's amazing. Playing with Jordan and Pippen on the same court, I can really leave a good memory. Song Ya passed the ball to him, and then ran to the front court after he greeted him loudly. R Kelly posted it up.
Said it was a point guard, and the job was basically done by Pippen. This guy was the most serious in the game. He was more serious than the lead Jordan. Song Yalai didn't have time to make physical contact with R Kelly. A breakthrough and a two-point layup succeeded.
"Defense! Defense!"
Tony
Song Ya stared at r Kelly back and ran back to his own half. This kind of exhibition match shouldn't be really defensive, and the main purpose is to watch.
Kelly didn't catch the ball either, and Jordan dropped into the crowd like a low-lying sports car, and then flew high and returned a beautiful lever.
The audience burst into cheers like a tsunami, followed by applause.
"Aplus!"
Watching Jordan sticking his tongue out and running back, Pippen had already reached the service line with the ball, Song Ya hurriedly raised his hands to make a catching posture.
"give me!"
The ball came out, then hit the ground back to Pippen's hand, turned and ran to the front court.
There are top players on the court and the ball is running fast. For Song Ya, even if it only uses the running position, it is quite strong. He has no distractions for a time, and he obeys the orders honestly.
According to the previous arrangement, I have to give myself a chance to perform in the first quarter. After all, the global superstar and the richest black man, even if it is only five minutes, high-intensity. After a few rounds, Pippen slowed down and passed halftime. A pre-appointed secret sign.
coming! coming! Song Ya was immediately absorbed, extremely excited.
Rodman and Barkley, who were grinning and wrestling inside, ran out. Pippen passed the ball into his hands. Rodman stood on the top of the arc in the pick-and-roll, and the guarding r Kelly hit his chest.
It's now!
Song Ya patted the ball and went around, three steps into the basket, Jordan and another opponent just reached out and fished for errands and drew far away, as if into no one's land!
He used the best way to hold the ball with both hands under the basket and jumped high, as if the world had slowed down, and then slammed into the basket viciously.
'brush! The ball hits the net.
The audience thundered in cheers.
He triumphantly grabbed the basket and swayed it twice, then pointed his hand at Tony, the silencer and Snoop Dogg who were jumping for joy and waving the towel. He blew kisses to the area where his fans were concentrated, and dashed along the sideline. I went to the camera and kissed the camera, rehearsing the whole set of dramas in my head countless times.
"Aplus! aplus!"
The fans shouted neatly.
"He can really dunk! He can really dunk!" The local broadcaster yelled to the TV audience, overjoyed.
Nonsense, although Song Ya can't hear the TV broadcast, is his height and tendon flesh long for nothing?
"Come back to defend!"
Only Pippen slapped and urged.
Song Ya, Tony and others finished high-five, and continued to come back to follow r Kelly. According to the rules, it was his turn to be brilliant. Everyone had a share and had to be sensible, so they deliberately released the water and followed slowly.
Jordan suddenly throws the ball away from Pippen and pounces on himself.
Ok?
He hurriedly opened his arms to make up for defense, and if he changed to Jordan, he would do his best!
Unexpectedly, Jordan slammed the brakes and then made a gesture.
Almost being swayed, he straightened his arms again and tried his best to interfere, although he was far away.