The next day.
Afternoon.
On the plane heading to Philadelphia.
Coach Mike D'Antoni reminded them: "Tonight's opponent is the Philadelphia 76ers. My impression is that this used to be the team of "the answer" Allen Iverson.
Unfortunately.
He was ruined by injuries.
Now it is Andre Iguodala's team. He has explosive physical talent, can score and pass, and his defense is solid.
He is known as "Little AI."
However... in my opinion, he is more like a "poor man's" LeBron.
Of course.
Don't be misled by the words "poor man's"; being associated with LeBron is remarkable enough.
Andre Iguodala is extremely versatile.
He is the player we must focus on defending tonight!
Furthermore... our team's reconstruction is complete.
In the first game, Stephen, who had just arrived, was too shy to attack and mainly played the role of a facilitator.
In the second game, everyone fed the ball to Curry, allowing him to stand tall in front of his former team and deliver a satisfying slap in the face.
That's all fine.
But starting from this game, the Run-and-Gun Cyclone sweeping the New York Knicks must start firing!
Guys, do you have the confidence to become a team as powerful as the Suns?!
"Of course."
Curry was the first to raise his hand and agree.
David Lee was also full of confidence, "We are younger and more energetic. We can do better!"
"Roar~"
Tyson Chandler roared passionately: "I can't do Three-point Shots or anything like that.
"But.
When it comes to fast breaks and grabbing rebounds, I will always be one step—no, many steps—faster than the opposing Center!!!"
"Hahaha~"
The passionate Tyson Chandler made everyone laugh, and they were all infected by his high spirits, becoming full of fighting spirit.
"That's good!"
D'Antoni was very satisfied and continued with a smile: "My Run-and-Gun System is definitely a groundbreaking concept.
"As long as we execute it.
We will unleash firepower superior to the entire league, and we will become the most formidable team.
"Next.
After the Philadelphia 76ers, we have another road game against the Milwaukee Bucks.
A strong team ranked among the top six in the East.
And last year... they were a team that couldn't make the Playoffs, only because they added a rookie this year.
Brandon Jennings.
He is this year's 10th pick; I believe everyone is familiar with him."
"Of course we're familiar."
Curry narrowed his eyes, "In the seventh game of the season, he dropped 55 points, 5 rebounds, and 5 assists, and also hit 7 Three-point Shots.
He went 7-for-8 from the Three-point line, a terrifying 87.5% shooting percentage.
That game not only made him the first 50-point man of the season, but he also surpassed The Little Emperor LeBron to become the youngest 50-point man in NBA history.
A true battle that made him a god."
"???"
Su Yan looked confused, "Wait, Stephen, why do you remember all that so clearly!"
Even as someone who knows the future, he only remembered that Jennings scored 50+ points, surpassing LeBron to become the youngest 50-point man in NBA history.
Why could Curry recall every single statistic so precisely?
It was too strange.
"Uh..."
When asked this, Curry immediately showed a bitter expression and sighed: "Because that game was against the Warriors.
Brandon Jennings was matched up against me.
I was completely blown out and became his background!
That night... I even suffered from insomnia, constantly doubting my life and myself!"
No need for details.
Everyone could already empathize.
McGrady, sitting next to Curry, gently patted his shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, it's over.
What's that Dragon Country idiom: My condolences."
Goddamn My Condolences.
Although I know you have a good relationship with Yao Ming and should understand Dragon Country culture.
But... that word is really not used like that.
"Don't mention it!"
Curry pretended to wipe away a tear, "The past is unbearable to recall; talking about it just brings tears!!!"
"Sorry~"
Su Yan also apologized, then smiled: "It's fine. When we meet him next game, we'll just beat him back.
That was just one explosion.
He's not that great every game. Otherwise... why was I the player of the week rookie last week, and not him."
"That's right."
Larry Hughes nodded vigorously, "Don't worry, next game we'll all focus on Brandon Jennings and make sure he can't perform at all."
"It doesn't matter."
Curry smiled and waved his hand: "I'm not that fragile. Everyone play normally; winning is all that matters!!!"
"Yes."
Coach D'Antoni took over, "Although Brandon Jennings had a 55-point highlight game.
He is, at most, the third option on his team.
We must play seriously; this is a powerful team."
"Understood, Coach."
"Don't worry, Head Coach!"
Everyone agreed. Having already won 6 consecutive games, they were all full of confidence regarding every upcoming opponent... 8 PM.
Both teams were warming up on the court, with one hour remaining until the official game started.
The arena attendance was also quite high.
It was still early before the official game, yet the stadium was almost full.
Why was that?
Because... Allen Iverson.
This year, after playing 3 games off the bench for the Memphis Grizzlies, he told reporters: "I've never seen an MVP come off the bench."
He couldn't tolerate it at all.
He left in a fit of anger.
From the Denver Nuggets to the Detroit Pistons, and then to the Memphis Grizzlies, Iverson's late career was turbulent and unsuccessful.
He was lonely, yet proud.
During his peak, he once had the highest popularity in the entire league, and such an Iverson could not accept playing off the bench.
Even though his current ability makes playing off the bench a stretch.
As the "Son of Philadelphia," the Philadelphia 76ers gave Iverson one last moment of dignity by re-signing him.
And letting him start.
But the fans also understood that this year... might be Iverson's last season in the league.
One less game played.
One less game watched.
Iverson has a huge fanbase, especially in his home court, so it goes without saying.
Fans came early just to catch an extra glimpse of their idol, ensuring they would have no regrets later.
Of course.
There was still a considerable number of fans, especially female fans, who came specifically for Su Yan.
Girls are very good at gossip.
Their resistance to strong, handsome, and wealthy NBA players is almost zero.
New York might be far, but Su Yan was right there in Philadelphia, so they absolutely had to come and see him in person.
Handsome.
Indeed handsome!
So handsome it was addictive, so handsome it made them weak in the knees, making them want to rush up and kiss him immediately—a French kiss~ a long, drawn-out one~
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
On the practice court.
Su Yan consecutively hit 8 super-long Three-point Shots.
This made the male fans drop their jaws and the female fans jump up in excited cheers, their large chests swaying temptingly!
Soon.
Under the fiery atmosphere of the arena.
The warm-ups ended, the starting lineups took the court, and the official game was about to begin!!
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