Time is the fairest, people grow up day by day, and people grow old day by day. Many people in their thirties have forgotten how much physical strength and courage they possessed in their adolescence.
And now, the three retired players in the Ding Man team finally became restless after failing to score one after another.
Who would have thought that two young players who were only fifteen years old would actually play this group of experienced veterans around? !
I saw classmate A running with the ball, and the center of the white team quickly followed. At the critical moment, classmate A suddenly braked—“Fuck!” His ankles were howling in protest.
Student A turned around and passed the ball to B. B dashed with the ball. The white team’s forward opened his arms to stop him. Student B, who was only 1.85 meters tall, bowed his head and actually got under the arm of the 2-meter-plus forward. ! !
All the off-court players who witnessed this scene burst into laughter.
And the white team striker who tried to stop him also twisted his waist too fast, causing the lumbar spine to rattle softly.
Teenagers are physically fit but inexperienced, while older players in their thirties are just the opposite, full of experience but unable to keep up.
Everyone is watching this good show with bated breath, wanting to see whether the veterans have the upper hand, or whether the younger ones have the upper hand
Different from the scattered white team, Meng Yufan's red team was in a rut.
The guard's eldest brother was the first to run out of physical strength. He took the initiative to pass the layup opportunity to the two children and sent them several beautiful assists. Meng Yufan's advantage lies in the accuracy of three-pointers. His front line is outside the three-point line. He has a keen judgment on the field and controls the rhythm of the whole game.
Gradually, the balance of the goddess of victory began to tilt toward the red team!
On the sidelines, Yang Xiao looked at the boy galloping on the field, and his soul seemed to follow him under the basket.
She didn't dare to call his name out loud, so she could only cheer in her heart.
This game is not a regular game, there are only two quarters, and there is only ten minutes left at halftime. Taking advantage of the intermission, the two teams returned to the rest period next to the arena, drinking water, wiping sweat, and getting together to discuss the next tactics.
"Everyone did a great job!" Meng Yufan didn't hesitate to praise himself, "Especially the two little guys, they are really talented in rebounding."
Classmates A and B raised their noses proudly and put their hands on their hips. They are going to be the future rebounding kings!
Classmate C scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously. He took off the disinfectant cotton from his nostrils and said anxiously, "Captain, I'm fine! I'm really fine! Look, my nose is no longer bleeding. Let me play!"
He saw that the two little friends were so arrogant on the court, and his young boy's heart became restless, and he also wanted to riot with everyone.
Because there was too much nosebleed just now, after classmate C stopped the bleeding, his face turned pale, and there were faint traces of blood congestion at the corners of his eyes. Seeing him like this, Meng Yufan couldn't help but confirm, "Are you sure you can get in? Don't hit it and you will faint."
"I can really go!" Saying that, Classmate C patted his chest, "Captain, don't worry!"
A few of them were laughing and laughing, but Big Guard's mood was not very relaxed: "Children, think about it. You see how dirty their methods are, so you are not afraid that they are hurting you?"
Classmate C shook his head and answered loudly: "If I was afraid of getting hurt playing basketball, then I wouldn't be standing on the court!"
The elder brother of the guard couldn't help laughing when he heard his rhetoric.
"What a bunch of inexperienced stinky boys." He raised his hand and rubbed the heads of a few children. "When you get to the arena, you can play with confidence. I'll protect you from getting hurt."
Although Meng Yufan was thick-skinned, he blushed a little at this time: "Brother, please worry about it." He was a little embarrassed for putting an experienced old guard on the pirate ship as a nanny.
"It's alright." The big brother smiled at him, "I haven't played so happily since I retired. With you young people, I feel that my love for basketball at the beginning has come back. already."
Meng Yufan looked at his tired eyes with a hint of firmness, and there were countless words stuck in his mouth.
"Forget it, let's not mention the past of Chen Zhi's rotten millet." The big guard raised his hand and patted Meng Yufan's arm, and said cheerfully, "Captain Meng, don't forget what you promised us, after the game, You can invite the whole team to eat hot pot."
"Definitely!" Meng Yu nodded solemnly, "Brother, bring your sister-in-law with you."
"Okay, when the game is over, I will bring my wife and children, and let's go eat hot pot together!"
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The cameras circled around them, recorded the conversations of the team members without missing a beat, and transmitted them to the studio.
Unlike the happy red team, the atmosphere in the white team was extremely stagnant, and it completely became Ding Man's speech.
"Are you an idiot?!" His anger spread to the only underage player in the team, "You stand there when they lay up?? What about your picks? What about your assists? I'll change Dogs are better at playing basketball than you are!!"
The young player faced the anger of the evil star, and his eyes turned red with fright: "Ding, Ding team, before going on the court, didn't you tell me to stand under the basket and not move or hold me back?"
"If I let you not move, you really don't move??" Ding Man was furious, "Then I let you die now, why don't you die??"
His words were so unpleasant that even the staff on the side felt it was too much, and reminded him to pay attention to his tone.
"Stop filming, don't fucking film it!" Ding Manpu's big palm directly pulled the camera lens aside. The cameraman never thought that he would suddenly make a move, and the camera weighing more than ten pounds on his shoulders almost fell to the ground.
And Ding Man didn't even say apologizing, he didn't even give the cameraman a look. He was used to being mad, and he clearly knew that there was a sponsor standing behind him. As long as he didn't hit people directly on the field, no one in the entire program team would dare to touch him.
After explaining the ten-minute break, he immediately threw off the towel and led the players to the arena with a dark face.
"Okay, brothers, we're going to play too!" This time, Meng Yufan took the lead in extending his right hand, and under his leadership, the other four members of the red team put their palms up one after another. Five people form a circle, five hands are stacked and shaken up and down. They shouted the team's slogan in unison - "Eat hot pot tonight!"
The five male voices gathered together in a loud voice.
Yang Xiao, who was in the prison field, couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing out aloud, no need to guess, such off-line cheering words must be her boyfriend's thoughts.
"Tsk, this sentence doesn't sound good." A familiar male voice suddenly appeared behind Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao looked back, and sure enough it was Feng Xiang.
Feng Xiang didn't know when he slipped off his throne, with his hands behind his back, like an old man watching the fun.
Yang Xiao didn't understand: "What's not so good?"
"The cheering words just now, they actually said 'Eat hot pot tonight', it sounds like they are setting up some kind of flag. If such words appear in ordinary film and television dramas, the protagonist group will die."
Yang Xiao was speechless: "...Feng Xiang, can you stop the crow's mouth?"
"Crow's mouth? Huh." Feng Xiang put away the hippie smile on his face, folded his arms around his chest, and looked at the basketball court solemnly, "... The pickling method on the basketball court is not the group of you sitting in the studio. people can imagine.”
Yang Xiao wanted to scold him for being alarmist, but for some reason, when the words came to his lips, a burst of heart palpitations suddenly hit him.
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In the second half, the red and white teams exchanged venues, and Meng Yufan's red team switched to the left of the venue. On each basket, there is a particularly bright four-sided timer, which not only shows the time of the game, but also marks the ball-holding time of each team in bright red.
According to the regulations, each time a team attacks, it cannot exceed 24 seconds from taking the ball, attacking, and shooting the basketball. Once more than 24 seconds, the referee will immediately blow the whistle to exchange the ball.
The "drag" method designated by Meng Yufan caused the white team to hold the ball for more than 24 seconds more than once. And when the ball is in their hands, they take advantage of the low altitude and speed to smash the fast break.
The three children attacked, the guard eldest brother assisted, and Meng Yufan acted as the brain to mobilize the entire team—the progress went smoothly, and the score gradually caught up! !
However, the white team has Ding Man, a strong general. Whenever the red team catches up with a few points, Ding Man quickly opens up the distance.
So, the whole second half of the game was sprinting forward with you chasing me, and everyone's hearts were beating wildly with the score on the big screen.
This was not the first time Yang Xiao watched Meng Yufan's basketball game, but it was definitely the most intense one.
She pressed her hands against her heart, feeling the thumping of the organ in her chest.
The score catches up... The score catches up! She suppressed the scream in her heart, and the haze originally brought by Feng Xiang's words gradually dissipated.
She thought that Meng Yufan would definitely win, and he would definitely win in peace. Everything went well, nothing to worry about at all...
The time on the field is always the slowest and the fastest.
In the blink of an eye, the time on the timer has entered the countdown of the last sixty seconds.
And just when the Roman numerals changed from 60 to 59, the red team tied the score! ! !
"Long live!!!" Yang Xiao finally couldn't help shouting loudly!
They might win! ! They really will win! ! !
All the players in the stands stood up and spontaneously gathered around the stands. Each of them wants to know, who can win this game
It's a pity that in the next game, classmate A gave Ding Man a free throw opportunity because of his excessive defensive action!
Classmate A was very annoyed—that was Ding Man, is it possible for Ding Man to make a three-point free throw
I don't even think about it with my paws! Can! can! !
The result was as he expected, Ding Man easily threw the ball, which opened the gap between the two teams.
At this time, there are only twenty seconds left until the end of the game...
"Captain..." Classmate A was extremely remorseful and looked at Meng Yufan in front of him in frustration.
"It's okay, fouls are normal." Meng Yufan was also anxious, but he knew that as the captain, he must not pass the pressure on to the players, "We still have 20 seconds, and a comeback is still possible!"
"Believe in the captain, believe in yourself." The big guard said calmly, "In twenty seconds, anything can happen on the basketball court."
The whistle blew and the game resumed.
Twenty seconds - Ding Man rushes to the red team's basket with the ball.
Fifteen seconds - Meng Yufan grabbed the food and regained the ball.
Twelve seconds - Meng Yufan rushed to the white team, and the three teenagers blocked all obstacles for him.
Eight seconds - Meng Yufan has rushed to the basket, ready to shoot.
No seconds - Ding Man returned to defense.
Three seconds - the big guard guard rushed to the basket at the same time, and nodded slightly to Meng Yufan.
One second—Meng Yufan made a false move and passed the ball to the big guard. At the same time, the big guard took off, shot, and shot...
At the same time, Ding Man took a big step and rushed under the big guard who was shooting...
This is definitely one second that will cause cardiac arrest.
Under the call of gravity, the older brother of the guard who finished the shot fell from the basket, but he did not know that there was a sneaker waiting for him just where the soles of his feet were about to land! !
"Don't!!!" Meng Yufan yelled with his eyes split open.
But everything... Happened so fast.
At the moment in the air after a dunk, people are the most defenseless and completely defenseless. At the moment when the big guard guard landed, the sole of his foot directly stepped on the foot that was blocking his footing!
The direct consequence of the instability on the ground is that the impact force of nearly 100 kilograms was completely concentrated on his ankle, and he heard a muffled sound of bones. sideways! !
"Ah!!!!" He let out a scream from his throat, his eyes were pitch black, and he fell directly to the ground.
And the ball he threw desperately, after hitting the basket, also landed on the court with him.
It was as if everything had turned into slow motion.
The harsh ending humming on the field, the heated discussions in the players' seats, and the motionless wailing of the big guard holding his legs on the ground... All these were intertwined.
Everything is messed up.
Yang Xiao stood there, she didn't even understand what happened.
The world suddenly had a double image, and the medical staff rushed to the field. Yakefujiang and Feng Xiang directly jumped over the guardrails of the stands and ran to the injured brother guard who fell to the ground.
The little athlete in the red jersey knelt beside the big defender and kept shouting something.
And Meng Yufan... And Meng Yufan... Meng Yufan he...
Under Yang Xiao's attention, Meng Yufan's eyes were red, and he raised his arms angrily and rushed towards Ding Man who was standing beside him.
This was the first time Yang Xiao saw Meng Yufan get angry, and it was the first time he saw Meng Yufan beat someone.
Meng Yufan was completely overwhelmed with anger. He unceremoniously threw a punch at Ding Man, but he lost his head and was easily dodged by Ding Man.
"Hit someone on the field?" Ding Man sneered, "What's the matter, if you lose the game, can't you afford to lose?"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Ding Man's three followers rushed up immediately and separated Meng Yufan.
Across the crowd, Meng Yufan shouted: "Did you know that stepping on his feet will ruin his legs!! It will ruin his basketball career!!!"
"Footstep?" Ding Man shrugged indifferently, "He didn't have eyes, so he had to fall on my feet. I don't blame him for stepping on me. Besides, 'basketball career'? A thirty Five-year-old retired old waste, is there such a thing?"
This sentence completely angered the youth.
Meng Yufan's eyes widened, the blue veins on his forehead were exposed, and he glared at Ding Man, who was arrogant, and said every word: "Ding Man, you are an idiot!!"
The author has something to say: Stepping feet is also a vocabulary in the basketball circle.
It refers to the fact that when a player is taking off for a slam dunk, someone deliberately puts his foot on the position of his whereabouts, causing him to stand unsteadily when he lands, resulting in a sprained foot and a sprained knee.
This is a particularly terrifying and fatal injury. Think about it, we usually twist our feet and it hurts a lot. A basketball player is two meters tall and weighs two hundred pounds. All the impact is on the ankle.
This can lead to broken ankles, torn knee ligaments, and more…
Many athletes have ended their basketball careers early because of malicious stepping.
What a pity.
And the most irritating thing is that stepping on the foot is not a foul... It can only rely on moral restraint.