NBA Backer King Chapter 407

Chapter 407 Selected as one of the top 50 superstars

On the morning of January 1st, the league announced that the All-Star Voting event will start for a month. This year's All-Star Weekend will be held in Cleveland from February 6 to 10.

This afternoon, the Suns returned to Phoenix.

At 10:00 this morning, the league announced some data and MVP rankings.

Wang Tiejun, with the Suns' 26 wins and 3 losses in the league's first record, as well as excellent personal data and performance, continued to rank first in the MVP, and continued to dominate the three data kings of scoring, rebounding, and blocks.

So far, he has averaged 41 minutes per game, 23.2 shots per game, 62.5% shooting, 35.5 points, 16.7 rebounds, 6.1 assists, 1.2 steals, 4 blocks, 1.8 turnovers and 3.1 fouls.

In the past two months, his performance has been radiant. Although his personal performance is not as terrifying as last season's 40 points per game, his average of 35.5 points per game is still impressive. And the performance is more versatile, as evidenced by the three data kings.

Jordan averaged 31.6 points, 5.9 rebounds, 4.3 assists, 1.7 steals, 0.5 blocks, 2 turnovers and 1.9 fouls per game. At the age of 34, he still recorded such incredible data. His physique is strong and his state is good, which can be called the first in the history of the league.

However, in terms of team record and individual performance, they are lower than Wang Tiejun and can only rank second.

After having dinner at the martial arts hall, Lao Wang returned to the villa.

He came with Zhang Lili and Su Qun, and brought a case of beer by the way, as well as some snacks such as chicken feet and braised pig ears.

He asked the workers to bring some fruits to Zhang Heli and them, and after a short rest, he started training the Plum Blossom Step in the backyard.

"Come on, Iron Army, it's about to start."

"coming."

The training was over at about 9:00. Wang Tiejun took a quick shower and came to the living room to sit next to Zhang Lili. The TV was already tuned to TNT's sports channel.

As for the beer bottles and snacks that were just filled on the coffee table, they had already been cleaned up, and the camera team of the trio also took a stance, and the camera was aimed at Lao Wang.

The selection of the top 50 superstars, which has been hyped for a long time, ended yesterday. The NBA and TNT TV have jointly produced a program of the top 50 superstars, which will be broadcast soon.

This show has invited six retired superstars, all of whom have almost booked the positions of the top 50 superstars, including Chamberlain, Russell, a pair of friends and enemies, and Larry Bird and Magic Johnson, a pair of black and white. The duo, and the Pistons legend Isaiah Thomas, and the Lakers legend Kareem Abdul-Jabbar.

The host of is Bill Walton, who is also a retired superstar who has a good chance of being selected for the top 50 this time.

Zhang Lili and the others came to Wang Tiejun, of course, to record the moment when Pharaoh was selected for the 50th National Congress, and to take a photo.

"Cough!"

Zhang Lili took the microphone, started a formal interview, and asked, "Tie Jun, are you confident to be selected for the 50th National Congress?"

"Have."

"why?"

"Brother Zhang, you are all nonsense! Can you ask a new question?"

"Haha, Tie Jun, for the interview, take it seriously."

"Cough, because, what, are you sure you want to listen to my boast?"

"Pfft! Haha..."

Now the show starts.

Bill Wharton held a red envelope in his hand, with an excited smile on his face, and shouted: "Ladies and gentlemen in front of the TV, our show has started, everyone please look at my hand, this is I just received a confidential letter from NBA headquarters."

He shook the envelope in his hand and continued to shout: "This is the 50th anniversary of the founding of the NBA. The 50 greatest superstars in the league selected by the 50 most professional reporters, retired players and coaches, they are now in my hands..."

"Okay, Bill, give me that thing." Larry Bird held out his hand and said solemnly.

Bill Wharton didn't react, he was about to hand it over, half of the hand was over, he quickly retracted, and scolded with a smile: "Larry, this is mine, it's up to me to announce it, sit there quietly, okay? ?"

"Then just read it quickly, don't waste your time." Larry Bert laughed.

"Yes, don't waste your time."

New York, inside O'Neal's villa, he shouted impatiently.

"I'm in no hurry."

Chicago, Jordan's home, he is smoking a cigar, very leisurely.

"Come on, buddy!"

Houston, Barkley urged.

"Bill, you idiot, read it out quickly, and then I can lift irons in peace." Karl Malone with two large dumbbells urged at the postman's home in Salt Lake City.

John Stockton, his good chicken, sat at the small table next to him, sipping his coffee and staring at the TV, mumbling, "Don't be nervous, Carl, we'll be on the list for sure. Yes, you can rest assured."

"Who is nervous?"

The postman looked back and said angrily, "John, your glass is already empty."

"what?"

John Stockton was startled for a moment, then quickly picked up the coffee pot with a smile and added a cup of coffee.

At the scene of the show, Bill Walton hurriedly tore open the envelope and took out a piece of white letter paper under the urging of everyone.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on it immediately, and even their breathing became tight, and so did some of the people in front of the TV.

As soon as Bill Walton opened the letter and looked at the top, the first column was the list of point guards. He immediately looked down and pulled his gaze to the bottom, where he saw the list of centers he wanted to see the most.

"Bill, you read it!"

Seeing Bill Walton's eyeballs rolling up and down, he just didn't speak. Thomas, the smiling assassin who had never spoken, said angrily.

"Come on, stop dawdling!"

"Bill?"

Other people also rushed up, and many people in front of the TV did the same, and some of them were cursing.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Bill Walton laughed and laughed more and more happily because he saw his name, he is now one of the fifty greatest stars in the history of the NBA, one of the greatest centers in the history of the league. one.

"Damn, bring that thing over here." Kareem got up and ran to Bill Wharton in two steps, grabbing the letter with a gesture.

"Don't, I'll read it right away." Bill Wharton quickly stepped aside, pushed Kareem away, and shouted with a smile: "Sit back quickly, Skyhook, don't mess up."

"Come on, don't give a shit." Abdul-Jabbar said angrily.

He knew that he would definitely + definitely be selected for the 50th National Congress, but it didn't count until it was officially announced, so he was a little anxious, but the most important thing was to cooperate with Bill Wharton and create a little nervous atmosphere.

"Bill must have seen his name."

"Yes, or he should cry."

"Bill, hurry up."

Several others shouted.

"Cough cough..."

Bill Wharton coughed twice, raised the letter, and said with a smile: "Then let's start, let's start with the point guard."

In front of the TV, many of the most famous point guards in the NBA, retired or active, could not help but get nervous.

Even if it is Magic Johnson and Isiah Thomas on the scene, or John Stockton in front of the TV, although they are very sure, but they have not announced it, the suspense is to make them a little nervous.

Bill Walton said with a smile: "There are a total of point guards selected among the top 50 NBA superstars, I count them, one, two, three... Oh, there are nine..."

"Read it!" Isaiah Thomas urged silently.

"Nate Archibald..."

Bill Wharton finally pronounced the first name.

"yeah!"

In an old townhouse in New York, Archibald cheered, and his family cheered excitedly.

"The great Archibald is the shortest scoring leader in the league to date, and the only point guard to have both scoring and assists in his arms. He was inducted into the Hall of Fame in 1991. 1 championship, 1 All-Star AMVP, 3 All-NBA First Team, 2 All-Second Team, 1 Scoring and 1 Assists, 6 All-Stars."

Bill Wharton read some Archibald honors again, which is why he was selected.

"Congratulations Knight!"

Magic Johnson sent their congratulations one after another.

Next, Bill Walton read again: "The second point guard selected to the 50th National Congress is..."

"Bill, don't give a shit, will you hurry up?" Thomas's usual smile disappeared, staring at him and urging.

"OK OK!"

Bill Wharton, afraid of being beaten, hurriedly recited: "Bob Cousy..."

Next up are Dave Bean, Walter Fraser, Oscar Robertson, Elvin Johnson, Lanny Wilkens, John Stockton, Isaiah Thomas and more .

There are seven retired, two active, a total of nine, selected for the top 50 point guards.

"Congratulations, Erwin, Isaiah..." Everyone congratulated again.

"When we go on like this, when will we get to the center?" In front of the TV, Pharaoh wiped the sweat from his forehead and said dissatisfiedly: "I might as well read tomorrow's newspaper, it's a waste of time."

"Old K, can you wait until tomorrow?" Su Qun asked with a smile.

Old Wang thought for a while, then shook his head honestly: "Can't wait."

"Haha..." Several people laughed.

Next, Bill Walton began to announce the list of shooting guards, namely George Gervin, Hal Greer, Sam Jones, Pete Maravich, Earl Monroe, Bill Sharman, Jerry West, Clyde Drexler, Michael Jordan.

There are also seven people who have retired, and two people who are currently on active duty, making a total of nine people.

"Congratulations, Clyde."

"Thank you, thank you! Charles, it will be yours soon."

"Of course, haha..."

Houston, Barkley made a phone call to the glider and sent his congratulations.

"Clyde, congratulations."

"Thank you, Hakim, you'll be there soon."

"Yes, it should be like that."

The big dream in Los Angeles called the glider, and it took a long time to get through. Drexler's phone was too busy at the moment, and both the mobile phone and the landline were talking.

Phoenix, Pharaoh also made a phone call and sent his congratulations.

was also in Phoenix. Kobe looked at the TV in his home and said to himself confidently: "Ten years later, in the selection of the league's 60 superstars, among the shooting guards, I will also be on the list."

Next is the small forward, which is also nine, and the eight who retired are Elgin Baylor, Larry Bird, Rick Barry, etc. Only Pippen is currently selected.

Then there are power forwards, a total of eight people, six retired, and two active ones are Barkley and Karl Malone.

"Charles, congratulations, congratulations, you are actually selected, it's too unexpected, it's a huge surprise!" Pharaoh quickly made a congratulatory call.

Buckley was so angry that his blood pressure rose, and he said angrily: "Don't worry, old K, you won't have any surprises tonight."

"Yes, the steady 50th National Congress, I really don't feel any surprise." Old Wang said with a smile.

"Damn, old K, I'll call to comfort you later, don't forget about it." Barkley couldn't resist Pharaoh, and hurriedly hung up the phone.

Next, it's the center's turn.

The first four positions only occupy thirty-five positions, that is to say, the center position will occupy the remaining fifteen positions.

This data also shows the history of the league, which is a history dominated by centers, who are the most important and brightest among the five positions.

This is also in line with the league's team building strategy, which is to build a team with a center as the core.

"The first is the great Bill Wharton..."

Next began to announce the list of selected centers. Bill Walton read his name first, and he was named the great name.

"This stinky shameless!" Kareem murmured.

"Who is this person?" Zhang Bert pretended to be disdainful.

"Ha ha…"

Bill Wharton didn't care about this. After laughing happily, he read out a series of famous names. They were Kareem Jabbar, Wilt Chamberlain, Dave Cowens, Moses. Malone, George McCann, Robert Parish, Willis Reed, Bill Russell, Nate Thurmond, Wes Unseld.

"These are eleven retired people, and there are four active ones. They are... Let me take a look." Bill Walton said here, and began to sell off again.

At this time, the most nervous are the three active super centers in front of the TV, O'Neal who is recovering from injury, and Pharaoh.

"Damn it, why did the retired one occupy eleven positions?" New York, O'Neal said very depressedly.

There are four remaining active players, and the three veteran super centers must have a share. With the remaining one, can he win the old king?

Bill Wharton had sold enough, and then he read: "They are Hakim Olajuwon..."

"yeah!"

Los Angeles, Da Meng roared excitedly.

“…David Robinson, Patrick Ewing…”

Bill Walton pronounced two more names, so that all the three veteran supercenters were selected into the top 50, and only the last name remained.

"Hoo!"

O'Neill took a deep breath. Although he knew that his chances of being selected were very small, he must have dreams. Otherwise, what's the difference between people and salted fish? What if those reporters and coaches went crazy?

Likewise, Lao Wang was really nervous.

Confidence is one thing, but nervousness is also difficult to control, not to mention that there are CCTV cameras nearby.

"the last one…"

Bill Wharton read the name out loud: "Old K! Wang Tiejun!"

"Ugh!"

With a sigh, miracles really don't happen easily, O'Neal suddenly slumped on the sofa.

"Oh hoo!"

Old Wang screamed and stood up with his fists raised.

“ding ding…”

Then his cell phone and landline rang one after another, full of congratulatory calls and text messages. After answering these calls and reading all the text messages, more than an hour has passed.

At this time, the news of the 50th National Congress of the Communist Party of China has spread all over the world, and of course it has also been sent back to China, and then Pharaoh continues to receive congratulatory calls from China.

"Dad, Dabao, congratulations!"

"Dabao, let's be happy together, haha!"

"Husband, I plan to not come this season. Dabao is only three months old, so he is too young. I don't feel relieved to take the plane so small. Anyway, you will be back in more than four months. What do you think?"

"What do you mean more than four months? I will definitely reach the June finals this year. Can you say something nice?"

"Puff!"

"That's fine, just wait for me to bring my son a championship."

chatted with Yu Feihong for a long time, but he was happy. He and Zhang Lili opened another bottle of Champagne, drank a few glasses happily, and went to bed in the middle of the night.

I got up early the next day and received another good news. Mammoth broke ground on the factory in Jinjiang City, FJ Province, and it will be able to produce sneakers a year later. He still expects Mammoth to continue to develop, and bankruptcy is not good for him.

Next, the regular season continues.

(end of this chapter)

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