Eighty-eight:

After the suspension was over, the referee consulted Iverson himself and walked onto the court amid applause from the fans of the audience. At this time, Iverson was a kind of faith.

"Someone asked me why I returned to the court at the last minute of the finals, and I told him that this was what my elder brother taught me. Yes, in a sense, Allen Iverson is my faith!" - From Doug Rachel's autobiography Chapter 8 "Doug Rachel's Big Brother - Allen Iverson".

When Allen Iverson stood on the free throw line, no fan was sitting in the game, including the 76 players and staff, Jim O'Brien, who likes to squat and command the battle, stood straight on the sidelines and clapped his palms hard. Rachel even stood directly under the basket, and the referee chose to forgive Rachel in view of this environment.

Rachel stood under the basket and applauded Iverson with a smile on her face.

Iverson took the basketball sent by the referee with his left hand, but he didn't shoot because it would hurt.

He raised it up directly, then glanced at him and pushed the ball out with force. Although he tried not to use his wrist, Iverson grinned in pain.

Bang bang bang bang, the basketball bang bang, after banging on the basket several times, it finally plunged into the nets, and the whole audience was filled with joy. At this time, no one reported the score, but silently applauded, and no one even shouted.

The referee picked up the ball and handed it to Iverson directly, saving Iverson's trouble of receiving the ball. Iverson let out a long sigh, calmed his mind, and then pulled the ball out, bang! The ball hit Blue's neck directly, and the basket immediately squeezed into a ball. Seeing this, Rachel quickly pointed at Grant and shouted at the hysterical referee, "Hey, sir, he entered the court early. This ball doesn't count, this ball doesn't count!"

The referee stared at Rachel coldly and said lightly: "I know, man."

Then he turned around and blew the whistle with a "drip!" signaling Grant to enter the field early, and Iverson made a free throw again.

Amid the cheers of the audience, Iverson took the ball handed over by the referee, then carefully aimed at the basket with the ball, then gritted his teeth and moved his right wrist. The basketball drew a perfect arc and headed straight for the basket, but Iverson covered his hands and squatted down.

Swish! The friction between basketball and the Nets has become the most wonderful sound in the world. The whole of Vochovia did not cheer, but was full of concern. This is the charm of Iverson.

O'Brien quickly called for a timeout, and the team doctor hurried to the locker room with Iverson.

"Big dog, turn it into that fierce big dog!" Rachel said this in Robinson's ear, then chased Iverson and others and left the stadium.

Five days later, the seven-six people were training camp.

"Hey, man, hurry up your feet, shake your shoulders more realistically, faster frequency, yes, faster frequency." Robinson's voice sounded in Rachel's ears, and laughter from Bobby and Iverson.

"Hey, old man, don't think it would be great if I took twenty plus ten that day. I don't take you seriously at all." Rachel retorted. Although the words were not good, at least his tone was not that rushing.

"ai, Bobby, I scored three goals in a row last night, do you know?" Robinson smiled.

"Doug Rachel!" Iverson and Bobby laughed in unison.

"I have never seen someone as scoundrel as you. You have the ability to eat me in the basket!"

"You think everyone is like you, you will only fight head-on! This is called technology, this is called comprehensiveness!" Robinson seemed a little shameless.

"I don't bother with you, ai! How is your hands recovering?" Rachel asked Iverson who was drinking water while practicing under the basket.

"Well, it's almost done. I guess I can play against the King tomorrow!" Iverson said as if nothing had happened.

"By the way, I bought a house next to me and moved it tonight. I won't go back with you later."

"How much does it cost to go to your house to play someday?"

"110,000, little house." Rachel smiled.

"Doug, Vivian is so hot. You're going to lose a lot if you give her to me." Robinson talked to Rachel again about his sweetheart Vivian, the woman who gave Rachel the phone number that day. Robinson asked her out for a second time and then hooked up. Robinson said that he was still a model.

"She is not my dish." Rachel looked disdainfully.

"By the way, after she came back from New York a few days later, she said she would bring a few sisters to play. Do you want to join in the fun too? Maybe you may not have food." Robinson said lewdly.

"Uh." Rachel responded, and suddenly turned around while carrying the ball, then put the ball into the basket with a doily. A series of movements looked smooth and smooth. Haha, this move really looks quite proficient.

"Doug, the pace under the basket is becoming more and more like it. If you are doing it under the basket, you must have to score with one or two hands." Iverson said meaningfully as he looked at Rachel from the side.

"Doug, you're really cheap to suspend the game for twenty games. You didn't see the Pacers being messed with, and almost all of your main teammates were suspended. However, Ron and Stephen are indeed a little popular. They dare to play fans. You know, fans are David Stern's god!" Robinson suddenly mentioned the recent popular Auburn Palace incident.

"I was wondering what would it look like if Stephen, Ron, Ben, Rashid, Bunge, Bruce, Jermaine were put on a team? I don't know if there would be a fight every day." Iverson suddenly asked this question in a whim.

"I think Stern must not allow it. You must know that these are all notorious villains." Robinson smiled.

"Tsk!" Rachel used a simple syllable to express his attitude.

Then after a while of chatting, Jim O'Brien announced that today's training was over, but Rachel stayed and entered the equipment training room of 76 people with Bobby, and further trained her strength.

"Doug, the pace at the basket needs to be strengthened!" Bobby said while watching Rachel lift the iron plate.

"Huh~Huh~ Fortunately, I still have a month to strengthen."

"Well, follow Glenn to learn. He is actually a pretty good player. In terms of offense comprehensiveness, there are not many people who can be better than him, especially using their ability to cover off the ball and their grasp of the shooting rhythm. Otherwise, he would not have been elected as the No. 1 pick in 1994. If it weren't for the fact that he was back then, he would probably be much more famous than now."

"oh."

"Learn more offensive techniques, which will be beneficial to your future."

"Hmm!" After a while of silence, Rachel suddenly asked Bobby a weird question: "Bobby, do you think I will become a dominant star in the future?"

Bobby smiled and glanced at Rachel without saying a word.

"Ha, it seems to be a bit whimsical!"

"No, if you continue to work so hard, it won't be a dream!" Bobby said firmly.
Chapter completed!