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Chapter 75
"hiss!"

"hiss!"

Yang Ke and Kobe fell hard on the floor under the basket at the same time, they let out painful air-conditioning sounds from their mouths at the same time, their faces were completely wrinkled into a ball, this fall was not light.

For Yang Ke, the severe pain was only fleeting. He was lying on the cold floor like a puddle of ooze, the temperature of his body was dropping rapidly, and his breathing was gradually relaxing. A natural sense of relief.

"Hey Yang, great work!"

Kobe endured the pain, stood up quickly, wiped the sweat from his head with his jersey, and took a few breaths.Then he stretched out his right arm and pulled Yang Ke up from the floor, then hugged Yang Ke tightly and whispered in his ear.

A smile appeared on Yang Ke's tired face. This was the first time Kobe called him by his first name in this game. Like him, it is an expression of respect for him.

"According to your words, Kobe, the game has just begun!"

Afterwards, the two separated. Although his body was extremely weak and his feet were weak, Yang Ke still stood upright, staring at Kobe with naked eyes, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm looking forward to the performance of you and Leonard in the second half!"

Kobe nodded coldly, without any doubt about it, stretched out his hand and patted Yang Ke's shoulder, feeling the hidden weakness coming from his body, Kobe frowned.

Yang Ke's body is not only weak, but also very stiff. Kobe knows that the reason for this is because Yang Ke's body has reached its limit. Surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said stiffly: "During the intermission, remember to let the team The physical therapist will give you a full body massage!"

"I will."

Yang Ke nodded.

Yang Ke's attack this time spent the rest of the second quarter, which means it was time for the intermission.After separating from Kobe, with the intentional support of Ford and Mills, Yang Ke followed his teammates, limped through the player channel with difficulty, and retreated to the visiting team's locker room.

As soon as everyone arrived in the locker room, Yang Ke took off his jersey under the instructions of the physiotherapist Charlie who had already prepared, walked into the infirmary, and lay down on a high-tech physiotherapy bed.

Under Charlie's skilled massage, Yang Ke clearly felt tired and sore from his feet to the skin and bone marrow, and he was sweating profusely in an instant.

Charlie's movements became faster and faster, and his strength became heavier and heavier. In an instant, Yang Ke found that his limbs and bones were soft and light, as if he had lost control, and did not listen to his command at all. .

"Charlie, how is Yang doing?"

The Spurs gathered around the physiotherapy bed, watching Charlie's movements nervously, and the one who finally asked was Borrego, who was acting as the head coach.

Charlie didn't speak for the first time, and still gave Yang Ke a full-body massage on his own. After a while, a set of full-body massage was finished, and a trace of sweat appeared on Charlie's forehead.

With a little guess in his heart, Charlie raised his head solemnly, looked around at the players, and finally stopped on Borrego, saying, "We can find Carly."

"what?!"

"Is it serious?!"

"No way!"

Although Charlie's voice was very low, it was like a thunderbolt in the ears of the surrounding Spurs, which caught them off guard, even the seasoned Borrego.

Because they all know who Carly is in Charlie's mouth. Although Carly is a very beautiful woman, no one in the Spurs wants to see her on the team because of Carly's status as the chief team doctor of the Spurs.

.........

The NBA's halftime rule is 15 minutes, and this time is also the moment when the team's cheerleaders dominate. Of course, the cheerleaders can't dance the entire halftime interval, so generally speaking, fan interaction will be interspersed.

The midfielder is supposed to go to the toilet, to buy food and drink when hungry or thirsty, but some spectators and fans have nothing to do. At this time, the live host will invite them to play, and the team provides many items .

In the past, at this time, it was also the time when the live commentators of the major TV stations relaxed and made some harmless jokes, and they were very active.But today is completely different. Let’s just say that on the commentary stages of the two major American TV stations, TNT and ESPN, the atmosphere is very silent and depressing.

"Ugh!"

On the ESPN commentary stage, Brin looked at the materials in his hand, heaved a long sigh, and then threw the materials into the trash can under his feet. scene.

"I don't know what's going on with Yang? He has to rely on his teammates to help him end the game."

Brin shook his head, his eyes revealing deep worry.Tonight's Yang Ke and Leonard left a deep impression on him. Brin even saw the shadow of the 96 golden generation of rookies from the two of them, talent, hard work, perseverance, hard work and so on.

Mark Jackson, who had been silent all the time, clenched his hands tightly into fists on the commentary table, and said with some uncertainty: "Yang should just be exhausted, after all, he didn't see anything that looked like he was injured. Too much effort."

"I hope so, Yang, as an Asian player, his body should have reached its limit by the end of the second quarter."

As the existence of coaching Dayao, Jeff Van Gundy has a certain degree of certainty about Asian players. He even seems to see Dayao again in Yang Ke, who has the same skin color.

He has always believed that if a player has a heart of compassion, caring, and at the same time he is a selfless teammate, then the chemistry of his team must be extraordinary. Once Dayao repeated these things day after day , and now Yang Ke is also walking on this road.

Van Gundy is also sure that Yang Ke showed a bit more sharpness, and this is what he thinks Dayao lacks. The sadness in his eyes flashed. He came back to his senses and said quickly: "Yang's body should On the verge of injury, if I were Borrego, I would never play Young again in the second half, and Leonard will be the same."

"I guess, even if Borrego did that, Yang, and even Leonard, would not agree to this."

Mark Jackson shook his head, his whole body gradually became agitated, pushed away the seat and stood up, picked up a few old newspapers with his right hand, and threw them violently on the explanation platform.

Then he pointed straight at the newspapers, his eyes became a little red for a while, containing anger, and said with great certainty: "This game is not easy, which caused Yang and Leonard to work so hard. There may be other more important reasons!"

"But these must be part of the reason! They definitely want to prove to people that they are not as incompetent and inferior as they are reported! They are very eager to prove to the world that the Spurs' selection of them is very worthwhile!"

"At the moment, with the two of them leading the team, facing the Lakers with Kobe is their best chance, and even the last chance before people are completely misled by false reports!"

Amidst Mark Jackson's excited voice, the newspaper he slammed on the commentary stand, two huge headlines in bold became more and more obvious: Yang, another Asian mascot? !Leonard, far inferior to Hill? !

(End of this chapter)