At this time in China, Wang Fei was frowning in the office. He was originally going to confirm the player list after he took over the country today, but because of Lu Yu's injury, he couldn't calm down.
So he turned on the TV.
The familiar faces of the two commentators appeared on the TV screen.
"CCTV, CCTV..." Sun Yiping's voice obviously lacked the passion of the past: "The game I am explaining now is the NCAA 2000-2001 season finals. The game is between the Wildcats from the University of Arizona and the Gonzaga University Bulldogs.
However, the star of the Bulldogs in this game, our Chinese player Lu Yu, seems to have not appeared in the starting lineup due to injury. I don’t know if he will play in this game..."
"Let's take a look at the starting lineups of both sides."
"First up are the University of Arizona's starting centers: Loren Woods, power forward Michael Wright, small forward Richard Jefferson, shooting guard Albert Arenas and point guard Jason Gard
Accept."
"Let's take a look at Gonzaga University's lineup, center Casey Green, power forward Zach Goode, small forward Mark Spink, shooting guard Blake Stepp, and point guard Dan Dickau.
"
"Lu Yu appeared on the substitute list. It seems that the injury has still affected him..."
Wang Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He is not afraid that Lu Yu will not play this game, because winning or losing in the NCAA finals does not matter to him.
On the contrary, he is more worried about Lu Yu playing in the game, because Lu Yu is already suffering from injuries. If the injury is added to the injury, it will definitely affect Lu Yu's draft prospects and his plan to call Lu Yu into the national team.
Yes, he plans to let Lu Yu join the national team.
In his plan, the personnel of the national team this time include Yao Ming, Wang Zhizhi and Battelle as centers, Liu Yudong, Gong Xiaobin and Zhang Wenqi as power forwards, Li Nan and Zhang Cheng as small forwards, and Fan Bin and Li Xiaoyong as point guards.
There is only one shooting guard, Hu Weidong.
Originally Wang Fei wanted to choose Zhang Jinsong, but the appearance of Lu Yu made him change his mind.
Zhang Jinsong's scoring ability is definitely not as good as Lu Yu's, and Hu Weidong's decline has been serious this year. Lu Yu's emergence has just made up for the shortcomings at the shooting guard position.
This lineup would be a bit overkill when it comes to playing in the Asian Championships.
It's a pity that Lu Yu was not discovered in last year's Olympics, and he is not the head coach of the national team, otherwise he would not have reached the quarterfinals.
Maybe it can create the best result in the history of Chinese men's basketball team.
But it's not too late now. When Lu Yu fully grows up, the 2004 Athens Olympics will be the golden age of these players, and the Chinese men's basketball team will also have a chance.
Of course, this is something for later. What Wang Fei is most concerned about right now is that Lu Yu must not play in this game.
Even if you have to play, don't get injured again.
…
Arenas frowned and looked at Black, who was guarding him in front of him, in confusion. Not long after the game started, the opponent tried his best to defend him and fouled him recklessly, causing several of his shots to miss.
After leaving the basket, my mentality almost collapsed.
Is there anyone who plays ball like this?
Even if you guard me now, will you still have the energy to continue to defend like this in the second half?
Or maybe being sent off early is simply not worth the gain?
The situation on the field did not allow him to think too much. Blake, who was squeezing his butt sideways and waving his hands desperately, passed the ball to Richard Jefferson who came up to receive the ball.
As soon as Jefferson received the ball, he saw Mark Spink's hands that were almost covering his face. He tried for a long time and couldn't find a chance to make a move, so he had to pass the ball to Arenas.
Arenas looked at the score on the scoreboard. It was now only 8:3. Although his team was leading, he only scored 8 points after playing five or six minutes, which had broken the team record. This cannot but be said to be the positive result of Gonzaga University.
The effectiveness of defense. Can defense alone be enough to prevent oneself?
He sneered and made a fake pass that made Blake Stepp shift his gaze to one side.
At this moment, Arenas suddenly shot.
Blake was startled. His first reaction was to jump high to block the ball. As soon as his center of gravity lifted, he saw a hint of a sneer on the corner of Arenas's mouth.
"It's over."
He understood that Arenas was not shooting at all, but now that his body was in the air, he could only watch Arenas pass through him like a cunning fox, while Casey on the inside was squeezing the opponent's Woods.
Although Casey is a lot shorter than Woods, he will never let Woods occupy a favorable position. The two of them don't look like an inside confrontation, but more like a fight.
Arenas bypassed Casey and made an easy layup.
10:2
Casey patted Blake on the shoulder: "Don't be frustrated. You defended very well. Didn't you see that Arenas has only scored four points now? You must know that he is a scoring machine. He only scored four points after playing for almost seven minutes."
, which is already a very rare thing for him.”
Seeing the fighting spirit restored in Blake's eyes, he shouted loudly: "Let's attack!"
"attack!"
Blake rushed forward like a red-eyed leopard.
Dan Dickau made a fake move to shake off the rushing Gardner, passed Blake, and Blake made a mid-range jumper. The basketball circled around the hoop and came out amid the cheers of Gonzaga fans?
"Fake! Do you want to carry it like this!"
Blake cursed secretly.
A black figure under the basket roared and held the basketball in his arms. Gonzaga fans jumped up and screamed. Even Su Qun stood up and applauded Casey's rebound.
A group of Arizona fans wearing white jerseys beside him glared at him.
Su Qun sat down awkwardly, took out his cell phone and dialed Wang Fei's number.
"He didn't play."
"I know, I'm watching the game live."
"Do you want him to play, or don't you?"
"..."
Wang Fei did not answer his question.
Hang up the phone and continue watching the game.
Score 10:4
The University of Arizona is temporarily ahead.
Arenas forced Blake several times, but encountered the opponent's help. He could only pass the ball to Gardner at the top of the arc. Gardner handed the ball back before Dan Dickau pounced on him.
Arenas.
Arenas made a jump shot after receiving the ball. Although Blake tried his best to jump up and try to block the shot, what he touched was not the basketball but Arenas' hand.
"drop……"
The referee's whistle sounded and the ball was scored and a penalty was added.
Mark Foyo shook his head and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The gap in strength could not be made up no matter what. The situation of the game was getting worse and worse.
Arenas stood on the free throw line and discovered that Black had not been substituted yet. If I remember correctly, Black had already committed three fouls.
Is the opponent's coach's substitution button broken?
His eyes looked at Mark Foyo, who was expressionless on the sidelines, and then at Lu Yu, who was sitting silently on the sidelines. He thought maybe there was no one at Gonzaga.
Free throw made.
14:4
The score between the two sides was stretched again.
John couldn't sit still anymore, so he decided to call a timeout and scold these players.
Then a classic scene in NCAA history appeared on the TV cameras.
"What are you hitting? Do you have shit in your head?"
"This is a fucking game. It's being broadcast live across the United States. If you're playing like this, I, as a coach, don't think it's any use to you!"
"Watching you guys play is a fucking pain."
Blake and the others looked at Lu Yu who was sitting on the bench in shame. Lu Yu did not look as ugly as Mark Four, and still had a faint smile on his lips.
He suddenly felt that Mark Foyou, who had always been gentle and elegant, looked a bit like Gong Xiaobin, the free-spirited king, when he cursed people.
However, what is different from Gong Xiaobin is that the players who were scolded by Mark Foyou had murderous intent in their eyes after they walked onto the field.
