Yang Ming was not surprised that he could not continue playing in the second half, nor did it affect his mentality.
The preseason was meant to train the players to regain their form. They were generally not given too much playing time.
After all, the coaching staff still had to observe the other players. As long as they could achieve the purpose of practicing tactics, they would replace the main players and give them a break.
It wasn't just Yang Ming. In the second half, Ewing and Oakley were talking about life on the substitutes 'bench. The only main force on the field was the auntie.
In order to see more of his abilities, Van Gundy had no choice but to stay on the field.
What surprised Yang Ming was that Big Ben also got a chance to play.
At the beginning of the second half, he and the middle-aged woman were in the starting lineup.
In the following time, although the offensive end was not very good, it could help the team very well on the defensive end. It grabbed a lot of rebound and often blocked Ray Allen from the basket.
Van Gundy was excited by his defensive ability, but he was a little regretful that the size was too small.
A two-meter center forward was really small in this era where strong men like to shrink into the inside line to defend.
The outcome of the preseason was unimportant. Even if the Knicks won the game, no one was happy about it. They calmly shook hands with their opponents and said goodbye.
Ray Allen almost took the initiative to look for Yang Ming. After shaking hands, he looked at Yang Ming seriously and sighed to himself. He smiled and said,"I look forward to our next encounter in the regular season.”
"Let's do our best together."
Yang Ming smiled and looked at Ray Allen seriously. He looked at the representative of the Class of 1996 and recalled his performance in this game.
He looked like he really wanted to prove something and was acting too impatient.
This didn't seem like the thunder style of the Noble Sword at all.
After leaving the field, he suddenly realized why the other side was mentally unbalanced.
It's probably because I'm too strong. Sigh, I'm guilty!
That night, in another preseason game, the Chicago Bulls also defeated the Orlando Raptors.
In just one half of the game, the Bulls finished the game with a 30-point lead. In the second half, the main force, led by Jordan, did not return to the field. They chatted and laughed on the substitutes 'bench.
However, even though the atmosphere was relaxed, many people could feel the strong confidence and pressure from them.
As expected of a four-crown dynasty team, their momentum was indeed extraordinary.
There were a total of eight preseason games. After the New York Knicks defeated the Milkinson Bucks, they welcomed the Washington Bullets (the former name of the Wizards), the detroit-based pistons, the new jersey nets, the boston celtics, the phoenix suns, the golden state warriors, and other teams in the west.
Like the first game, Yang Ming's playing time was always controlled at around 25 minutes, and the rest of the time was all rotated players.
Even so, he still scored an average of 20.6 points, 3.3 rebounding, and 2.8 assists per game. He was full of firepower and had become the player with the highest average score per game on the team.
The Knicks were overjoyed. They had finally welcomed a guy who could be a commando.
Throughout history, the Knicks only had defense, but they lacked an offensive weapon that could tear apart the other side's defense and break the deadlock. Now, it seemed that this situation had finally been resolved.
And Yang Ming was the one who could solve it.
Van Gundy was even more attentive to him, and even began to ponder some tactics based on him.
As a result, the head coach's hair became less again.
After the preseason ended, the NBA stopped fighting for more than a week to allow the teams to rest and prepare for the regular season.
The flames of war would only reignite on the 1st of November.
The New York Knicks 'first opponent was the toronto raptors, a weak team from last season. They would fly to toronto for an away game.
The second game was against last season's lottery champion, the Charlotte Hornets, at home.
The third game was against the Los Angeles Clippers, the Western Conference powerhouse that brought back Shaquille O'Neal from Orlando in the summer.
The fourth game was the Golden State Warriors.
In any case, the first few games of the season were played every other day. The schedule was not tight, which was a good thing for the Knicks.
However, during the break, Yang Ming's house became lively.
Other than his daily training, whenever he was free, the billiard table in his living room would be occupied by old billiard aunties, Oakley, Starks, and other hooligans who came from the streets.
If it were not for the fact that he was a professional footballer, Yang Ming would have been devastated by secondhand smoke.
Fortunately, after Stern came to power, not only did he ban DPin, but he also restricted the daily habits of the players. Many professional players would consciously choose to smoke less and drink less to avoid harming their careers.
"Hey, it's your turn, Yang. Don't be in a daze!”
After scoring two goals in a row, the middle-aged woman finally missed the third goal. Feeling annoyed, she saw Yang Ming in a daze and urged him with dissatisfaction.
Yang Ming came back to his senses, held the pole, and leaned on the table. He aimed at the white ball with a sharp gaze.
"Puchi!"
With a thrust, it brushed past the white ball and stabbed into the air.
"Haha!"
The three aunties immediately burst into laughter.
Compared to Yang Ming, who dominated the offense on the basketball court and scored like crazy, he was just a rookie on the billiard table. He didn't even understand how to play white balls.
Such an embarrassing situation, coupled with his dumbfounded face, made the three old foxes laugh out loud.
"You also have such a day, Yang!”
"Oh my god, I've never seen a guy with such a bad shot. You're the first.”
"It seems that your monstrous talent is only effective on the basketball court. You can't do table tennis!”
Seeing everyone laughing and the auntie wagging her finger at him, Yang Ming felt ashamed.
Damn it, I don't believe I can't deal with you, you white ball.
As if he was using his mind, killing intent shot out from his eyes and slashed at the white ball.
However, it was quickly stabbed by Starks and hit the No. 5 ball on the edge of the pocket. As the No. 5 ball fell into the pocket, it slowly rolled back to its original position.
"Watch and learn, newbie!"
After scoring the goal, Starks glanced at Yang Ming smugly and bent down to score another goal.
It was finally Yang Ming's turn again, but there were almost no balls on the table. Oakley and the auntie had already finished their shots perfectly and scored all their balls, leaving only Starks 'number 6 ball near the pocket.
The rest were all Yang Ming.
Yang Ming scanned the table and found that one of his balls had been brought to the bottom pocket by someone else. It was only a few centimeters away from falling into the pocket.
This was a good opportunity!
Yang Ming, who had yet to stab the white ball, was overjoyed and immediately walked forward.
Lying on the table, bending over, aiming, the prelude was clean and handsome.
Then, he struck.
In order to aim at a certain point so that he would not be stuck in the air again, he aimed for a long time, almost ten seconds, before he pulled the club out.
“嘚!”
The white ball was grazed by the tip of the rod and rolled to the side, directly going off course. He had made another mistake.
"Haha!"
The three aunties spat out rice again and laughed loudly.
The rookie in front of them had been aiming at him for a long time, but he had actually swung his club so ridiculously. They laughed until their stomachs ached.
"Heavens, I've never seen such a crappy shot. It's so funny!”
"I suspect that you did it on purpose. You wanted to laugh us to death so that you could get more possession of the ball.”
"Yang, I think you have to develop a good relationship with it tonight, see? It has always despised you! You can hug it to sleep at night."
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