When Yang Mo got stuck with his back, Yang Mo immediately defended with all his strength, but in this situation, Michael Jordan still easily found a shooting opportunity through body changes, using a standard fadeaway to send the basketball into the net.
Although Yang Mo rushed to defend, he was still half a beat too late. It felt like although he was the defender, all the initiative was in Michael's body, and he could only keep following and making corresponding defensive moves.
In the end, I got myself into a pit, and then watched Jordan send the ball into the net.
At this moment, Yang Mo finally understood that the superstars of Michael Jordan's contemporaries could not win championship rings, and finally understood why Michael Jordan was still averaging more than 20 points per game in his forties. His early career was indeed
He relied on his abnormal physical talent to play, but in the later stages of his career, he was still invincible and unable to defend against such unstoppable post-ups.
"Do you understand now?" Michael Jordan asked Yang Mo, who was in a daze.
Yang Mo nodded thoughtfully, but still said: "Can you practice it for me again?"
"Of course, I will be your personal coach for this hour." Michael Jordan nodded, took the ball and came again. Although the three goals he scored were all fadeaway jumpers, and even the angles were the same, but
Yang Mo couldn't defend him even once, even though he almost used all his strength. Because... he couldn't figure out Michael's rhythm at all and it was difficult to get close to him. Of course, this had something to do with Yang Mo not using all his strength. He was afraid of himself
If Michael Jordan is injured, he doesn't want to break Jordan's ribs in training like Artest did.
After watching it three times, Yang Mo finally understood and immediately took the ball and started practicing with Michael Jordan.
He quickly entered the state, but was still a little jerky and incoherent. Michael guessed the intention of the last shot and destroyed the shot.
"Very good, very perceptive, much better than my two sons. Jeff has been learning for half a year, but he can't learn as fast as you in five minutes!" Michael Jordan made no secret of his admiration for Yang Mo. If this is the case for Bobcat players
It sounded like they were so angry that they cried, but Michael never praised them even a word.
Yang Mo smiled innocently, took the ball and continued practicing.
Michael Jordan practiced with three goals. Although he caught Yang Mo's intention every time, he could feel that Yang Mo was getting more and more comfortable. So he waved to Dorell Wright, who was sitting on the sidelines to rest, and said: "You
, come here and train with Yang."
When Wright saw Michael Jordan calling him, he immediately ran up. Although he was here to defend as a coolie, he was still very happy to be favored by the god of basketball.
"Yang, you come to beat him in isolation, but don't use too much force. You have to use skills to deceive him and shoot the basketball." Michael Jordan stood aside and lectured.
Yang Mo nodded when he heard the words and leaned against Wright, who was half a head taller than him. He slowly pushed in, and after two pushes, he stopped. First, he shrugged his shoulders to psyche his opponent, and at the same time, the strength of his trunk slowed down under the movement of his hips.
Slowly shifting, while Wright was confused, he suddenly stepped out with his left foot. Wright was immediately deceived and shifted his defensive focus to the left side. At this time, Yang Mo suddenly turned around with his butt slightly raised, and made a clean shot.
...bang!
When it comes to basketball, it's not because Yang Mo's skills aren't in place, but because Yang Mo's mid-range shooting ability is really poor.
Although Yang Mo's three-point ability is very good, his mid-range shot is not particularly reliable. Because three-pointers and mid-range shots are two different concepts, whether it is the control of the arc, the extent of wrist pressure, or the exertion of power, they are all very different.
.
Michael Jordan looked on and nodded slightly, saying: "Continue, although this guy's defense is a bit poor, but you can do this after ten minutes of learning, which is very good. But you have to remember that your knees need to be more bent.
Some, when the buttocks are locked, they need to be more upturned to create space, do you understand?"
"Understood." Yang Mo nodded.
I continued to practice with Wright, and still easily deceived Wright, but the final shot still missed.
Michael Jordan still gave pointers on Yang Mo's technical moves. In this case, Yang Mo's progress was much faster than Michael Jordan's sparring. After all, Jordan, as a bystander, could clearly see where Yang Mo was.
defect.
He practiced like this for more than an hour. At the end of the practice, Wright collapsed. He failed to guard Yang Mo every time, and became more helpless as he got behind. Sometimes Yang Mo had already turned right to shoot, and his
His eyes were still looking to the left.
Every time he defended, he felt like Yang Mo had given him a multiple-choice question. There was only one correct answer, but there were a hundred options. Damn, who could choose one out of a hundred?
At the end, when Michael Jordan announced that the training was over, Wright collapsed and collapsed on the ground. His body was not tired, but his head was too tired, as if he had just taken ten SAT exams, which had a huge impact on his brain capacity.
It's a huge challenge.
Wright collapsed and collapsed on the ground, but Michael Jordan pulled Yang Mo aside and said: "Your actions now are very standard and coherent. But you also know that your defender was so bad just now. You can't meet a good defender."
It will be so easy. So you must still practice hard. Practice to become more rounded and free, and every step should have a natural feeling, without any sense of abruptness or stagnation. Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Yang Mo nodded. The translation of Michael Jordan's words into Chinese is: There is no trick to win without a trick. Of course Jordan reached this state many years ago, but Yang Mo's current state is only to be able to combine those classics.
The movements can be performed accurately and coherently, but there is still a long way to go before he can express himself freely. After all, no matter how genius he is, he cannot reach the level that others have practiced for more than ten years in less than an hour.
"Tonight, you must play more post-ups, do you understand?" Michael Jordan whispered again. For a natural-born victory maniac like Michael Jordan, he doesn't want to lose in anything, even if it means peeing.
He always wanted to pee further than others.
"Uh-huh, I'll try my best." Yang Mo smiled awkwardly, he couldn't cheat, right, although how to score was entirely up to his subjective will.
"Yeah." Michael Jordan nodded and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to come to Charlotte to play? I still have a lot of tricks."
The temptation of Michael Jordan is particularly great for Yang Mo. What he urgently needs to improve now is his various skills. After all, the physical convenience only requires enough virgins. Skill is the key to determining how high he can stand.
point.
However, as a Heat player, Yang Mo couldn't answer him now. He could only smile and said: "I appreciate your kindness, but I am still within the contract period, and my task is to fulfill my contract well.
If my contract ends, I will seriously consider your suggestions."
"Well, I'm waiting for you." Michael Jordan patted Yang Mo's shoulder hard and said, "Charlotte's door will always be open for you."
"Thank you." Yang Mo smiled slightly.
At this time, Reggie Miller, who had been looking at his watch, came over and said: "Okay, one hour is up, Michael, you can't say anything more to Yang. If you say another word, it will be cheating!"
"Let me tell you." Michael Jordan didn't believe in evil. He turned his head and asked loudly: "Yang, can I give you this championship ring?"
Michael Jordan brought up the championship ring again, and Reggie Miller was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. Isn't this intentional?
