activa-t Chapter 767
Chapter 767
Chapter 767
After finishing his harsh words, Zhao Ke turned his head and walked towards the coach's bench.
forgot something-
The international rules (FIBA) and the rules of the American Professional Basketball League (NBA) are not the same!
FIBA stipulates that a timeout can only be called when the ball is dead (foul, out of bounds), and only the off-court coach can apply to the technical desk for a timeout. Players on the field who call a timeout when the ball is not dead can be called a technical foul.
The NBA stipulates that in addition to the dead ball situation, when the player with the ball (only the player with the ball) is on the court, he can make a verbal "timeout" to the referee to apply for a timeout.
Zhao Ke was going to apply for a suspension by himself.
Fortunately, the big "USA" on Kobe's chest reminded Zhao Ke that this is an international arena, not the NBA!
Fortunately, I came to my senses, otherwise I would have sent the Dream Eight team two free throws and one throw for nothing!
Seeing Zhao Ke approaching, Yunus was startled, and jumped up from his seat with a "bass".
Zhao Ke is not feeling well?
Has the old right hand injury recurred, or is there another hidden danger?
Why is my life so bad, what the hell is the house leaking and raining all night, this is bad luck!
He didn't panic when Yao Bi fell down, and now the sweat on his nose came out all of a sudden!
Because of Zhao Ke, Yunus didn't have enough guards. If Zhao Ke can't get on, it will really look good——
Opponents are pressing all over the court, Huaxia basketball can't pass the half court, the inside line is waiting to die, and it collapses in minutes!
Yunus nervously watched Zhao Ke approaching step by step.
Then, Zhao Ke made a pause gesture and said nothing.
Yunus asked eagerly:
"What's wrong, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Ke glanced at the sweaty "European Caesar" strangely. Is it strange to call a timeout?
What kind of rule is it that you have to be uncomfortable to call a timeout?
He certainly won't admit that he forgot FIBA rules.
Such an embarrassment of being uneducated, I still want to be alone!
"I'm very good!"
This dead boy scared Ben Shuai to death!
Yunus wished he could spray the salt soda on Zhao Ke's face.
If you didn’t say something during the timeout just now, you have to call another timeout, it’s a waste not to say, this panting is too scary!
However, Yunus did not say anything.
He nodded and returned to his seat with a blank expression.
Falsely alarming such an embarrassing incident, it's okay to be alone...
While speaking, Anthony completed a free throw.
Knocked by Yao Bi, Anthony's stiff hand feeling has been improved, and this bonus question is easy to get.
Now the score is:
9:3
The Dream Team is finally out!
Sun Yue was about to serve the bottom line, but Yunus called a timeout.
Angry is angry, Yunus has a kind of blind trust in Zhao Ke, and he will satisfy all unreasonable demands of King Percent.
The teammates were confused and called two timeouts in a row. Is Jonas paying tribute to Popovich?
Back on the bench, Jonas didn't even take the tactical board.
Pointing to Zhao Ke:
"Well, I don't know, ask him~"
Everyone turned to Zhao Ke in unison.
In the national team, Zhao Ke is a special existence.
In terms of technical level, he is No.1, everyone is convinced.
But in terms of seniority, he can't even compare with Sun Yue and Ding Jinghui, let alone Li Nan and Du Feng.
However, Zhao Ke has been very low-key and doesn't talk much.
There was no usurpation or disrespect for anyone.
And with the absolute support of the "Students Overseas Gang" (Wang Zhizhi, Yao Bi, Yi Jianlian), everyone quickly accepted Zhao Ke, at least on the surface...
Zhao Ke arched his hands and coughed lightly:
"Seniors, I have a small request, can you give me unlimited fire rights in the next game?"
Wang Zhizhi reacted first, frowned and said:
"You want to avenge Dayao?"
Zhao Ke nodded.
"Those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away! I have to make them pay the price in blood!"
Yi Jianlian raised his right hand and said:
"I'm OK!"
Wang Zhizhi pondered for a moment...
It's better to let this kid vote for the Dream Eight team than to let him beat Kobe to death!
Boo!
Wang Zhizhi looked at Zhao Ke with a complex expression, raised his hand and said:
"I agree!"
Before the words fell, Sun Yue shouted:
"I agree!"
Sun Yue wanted to express his opinion a long time ago.
However, Wang Zhizhi didn't speak, and he didn't dare to dance.
In the national team, he is a rookie and has no status.
Being cheated to death by Ao Shen, he didn't have a seat in the CBA, and he wasn't very familiar with this group of big shots.
However, just now because of him, Zhao Ke almost got involved with James.
They are all hot-blooded men, this is worthy of their affection!
Everyone else hesitated:
Zhao Ke is certainly strong, he can wear Mengba day by day by himself!
However, this is the Olympic Games in Beijing, and the folks at the door are watching. Who doesn't want to grow a face?
Wang Zhizhi curled his lips, forget it, I will do the wicked!
Turning to Yunus, cut the mess quickly:
"Coach, that's it, let's cover Zhao Ke, like the Memphis Grizzlies!"
Yunus shook his head and said:
"Don't play screen tactics, just do a good job of defense on the court, pay attention to controlling the rebound, Zhao Ke can shoot if he can shoot, and pass it if he can't shoot, OK?"
Yunus is still very sensible. The national team has not done any tactical practice to cover Zhao Ke. At this time, the skinny guys in the national team are facing the flying Dream Eight team.
Then, Jonas started to make substitutions:
Exit Wang Zhizhi, Yi Jianlian, and Zhu Fangyu, and enter Mo Ke, Ding Jinghui, and Li Nan.
Since Zhao Ke wants to fire infinitely, there is no need for other firepower points to turn back and run, it is better to come back to recuperate.
There are two games in three days in the group stage, which is too much a test of physical fitness, especially the Huaxia team's physical weakness!
Zhao Ke squeezed his fist, his eyes revealed a fierce look——
Damn, let's see if I don't beat those savages out!
After the timeout ended, the old "K" coach looked at the Huaxia team's lineup in astonishment.
What's the matter, surrendered without Yao Bi?
D'Antoni leaned over and said in the old "K" coach's ear:
"Mike, be careful, the Huaxia team probably gave Zhao Ke unlimited fire rights!"
Krzyzewski turned his head and asked suspiciously:
"Zhao Ke alone, single out the five of us?"
D'Antoni, who had suffered a lot, nodded without hesitation.
"Then we will win!"
The old "K" is a model of academic coaches who believe in team supremacy.
Let him believe that one person can beat five people, unless the sow climbs a tree!
D'Antoni sighed and stepped back silently.
All I can say is that I will cry if I say too much...
Zhao Ke holds the ball alone.
Except for Li Nanpiao at the three-point line, Mo Ke, Ding Jinghui, and Sun Yue all rushed to the basket——
Come on, come on, we still have rebounds if we can't make a shot!
As a result, the Dream Eight team also shrank, leaving Kobe alone at the top of the arc to wait for Zhao Ke to pass.
Zhao Ke smiled, we accept this love, but you don't need rebounds for hanging!
Just after passing the halfway line, Zhao Ke squatted down slightly, jumped up lightly, with a flick of his wrist, the basketball flew across the half court like a shooting star, and fell steadily into the net pocket...
Zhao Ke hooked his hand at Kobe, and said with a playful smile:
"Next time, you should start defending from here!"
(End of this chapter)