Chapter 193

"Do I really want to block Han Yi's foot?"

When facing Han Yi again, who can shake off opponents without any fancy moves on the court, and who is seven feet tall but hundreds of times faster than them, Andrew Gates was silent!

In the previous few rounds, Andrew Gates had been trying to use pulling and kneeing to make Han Yi suffer a minor injury that would keep him out of the game for two or three games.

In this way, Han Yi can miss the finals and help the Spurs win the championship, and on the other hand, it will not cause too much damage to Han Yi's body and will not affect his future career.

This is the "black hand" method that Andrew Gates thinks is the best of both worlds.

But if it is a black foot, then the nature is not the level of an ordinary malicious foul!

The physical damage caused by the black foot to the opponent is irreparable. One kick is enough to make the player rest in a wheelchair for a year. Even after the final rest, the athletic ability of professional players will be much worse than before!

For a guy like Han Yi who is at the top of the pyramid in terms of athletic ability, after this black foot, Han Yi can still play basketball after his comeback, but it is impossible for him to jump so high and run so fast!

No one has a better say than Andrew Gates on how much damage black feet can cause to people.

Andrew Gates played for a short period of time in the 1993-1994 season for the Washington Bullets, which had not yet changed its name. At that time, although the 28-year-old Andrew Gates only had a non-guaranteed contract, he was confident about his future and believed that he could make a name for himself in this NBA world full of hidden talents.

In the first five games of the Washington Bullets, Andrew Gates averaged 10 minutes off the bench, scored 5 points, 2 rebounds, 1 assist, shot 47% from the field, and 45% from three-point range.

This data is not impressive, but he dares to fight and can make nearly one three-pointer per game. He is gradually trusted by his coach and teammates, and even the general manager has promised to make him a regular player.

But when Andrew Gates came on the court in the sixth game, he was kicked by the opponent's black foot, whether intentionally or unintentionally. Just one time, Andrew Gates fell to the ground in severe pain and was unable to move. He was eventually carried out of the court.

What Andrew Gates remembers vividly is that it was this time that the Washington Bullets announced that they would give up Andrew Gates. From then on, the door to the NBA that had just been opened for him was so cruelly closed!

When Andrew Gates returned to the NBA, his peak had long passed, and he became a garbage player who had no ideals and could only play a black hand.

"Do I really want to destroy a genius among geniuses for this money?"

"But the money Popovich promised me can really change my life and make me no longer lack clothes."

Andrew Gates hesitated. Under Popovich's mental oppression and temptation, Andrew Gates dared not not stretch out his foot, but under the persuasion of his conscience, he dared not stretch out his foot.

When conscience and Popovich were fighting in Andrew Gates' heart, Han Yi couldn't stand it anymore:

"Hey, you call - I don't know what your name is, I just ask you, are you going to stretch your black foot or not!"

"???"

Andrew Gates panicked: "How did you know?"

Han Yi: "Nonsense, how fresh, you defend my shot, not working hard on top, just tap dancing below, do you think I'm stupid?"

"Also, isn't your black foot technique too amateurish in this malicious foul? As an expert in this field, didn't Popovich give you professional guidance? You are so embarrassed to show off at this level? Isn't it embarrassing?"

"I have judged your black foot technique as failing, go back and tell Popovich to let He replaced him with someone who is good at fouling. Is there anyone named Bowen in your team? Let him come, so as not to lose the reputation of your San Antonio Foot-stepping Team. "

"Foot-stepping Team?"

Andrew Gates was a little confused: "Does the Spurs still have this title? Why don't I know it?"

Han Yi laughed: "It didn't have this title before, but now it's almost there. Who made you choose Popovich, an old man with a bad record, as the head coach?"

At this moment, Andrew Gates felt that it was not a question of whether it was a flagrant foul or not, but that his dignity was being trampled on by Han Yi. He was still here with a guilty conscience, and the other side had already begun to ridicule his bad foul skills!

"Boy, since you have seen through it, I won't pretend anymore!"

Andrew Gates pretended to be fierce and said: "I'm giving you two choices now, either you end this game and don't play anymore,Let's just leave it at that, otherwise I will definitely trip you and cripple you on the spot, making you lose the season."

"Tsk tsk!"

Han Yi looked up and down at Andrew Gates, whose beard was white. He was obviously a nobody, so who gave him the courage to speak like that?

Han Yi was too lazy to pay attention, and passed by Andrew Gates with the ball like a gust of wind!

Don't even mention tripping him, he didn't even open his hands to defend him, Han Yi had already rushed to the basket and dunked Duncan under his crotch!

"Bang! ”

Such a powerful hammer blow, coupled with Tim Duncan as the background, is a sure thing for today's top five goals.

But it doesn't matter. After scoring the goal, Han Yi casually touched the Spurs player and committed a foul, then turned around and rushed towards Popovich on the sidelines!

Popovich looked at Han Yi calmly, who was angry, without saying a word.

Han Yi said firmly: "If you want to play well, we will play well, and I will give you a decent performance. If you don't want to make trouble, we will definitely not be soft-hearted."

"This trick of playing dirty is not only for you Spurs. Remember, your big baby Tim Duncan is also playing on the court!"

"What are you talking about? I don't understand it at all! "

Han Yi accused him of playing dirty tricks, but he would not admit it. Even if he succeeded, he would only say that it was all an accident, not to mention that the dirty tricks did not succeed at all!

The reason why he did not dare to get angry was because this was not a 1-on-1 duel!

This was the finals, and countless cameras were flashing here.

Popovich looked innocent, and glanced at the cameras not far away with the corner of his eyes, and showed a hint of awkward smile:

"Hey, why are you so angry young man? It's okay, it's okay, play well!"

As he said this, Popovich pretended to be very familiar and wanted to pat Han Yi's butt, but Han Yi dodged him.