NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

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Wang Yi: "What?"

"I suppose we could swap jerseys?"

Speaking of this, James' eyes showed a trace of sadness of a hero's twilight: "You also know that I have often been injured in the past two years. Maybe one day... After this time, whether we will have a chance to fight next time is all a question. Unknown. So..."

Wang Yi couldn't help being moved when he heard the words.

As a professional athlete, everyone has this day.

Don't look at riding horses and spears today, the spring breeze is proud;

One day I will be old and weak, and I will not be able to drive.

Until then.

The autumn wind is sad, and the autumn moon is cool.

Several romantic affairs turned into temples cream.

The hot blood is still not cold, but the remnant body is leaning on the rust gun.

Looking westward with cloudy eyes, there is a vastness.

Where is my hometown?

Thinking of this, Wang Yi interrupted James.

"Stop it, man. I'll change!"

With that said, he took off his jersey directly.

James seemed to sigh faintly, and took off his jersey, revealing his muscular body.

From the perspective of ordinary people, this body is so strong.

Strong as a bull.

Less than 40 years old, in the prime of life, there is still a lot to do.

But as a professional athlete, his 20-year career has made his body overwhelmed.

His joints, muscle tissue, and blood vessels are all worn out due to excessive training and exercise, and his body will age faster than ordinary people.

Even though his body is different from ordinary people, at the age of 40, he has almost reached his limit.

Next season, can he still average more than 20 points per game?

Can they still fight fiercely in such a high-intensity confrontation in the playoffs?

It's hard.

The reason why he is not retiring now is probably because he wants to break the regular season scoring record and wait for his son to enter the NBA to compete with his son.

But his body is now suffering from a small injury every month and a big injury every year.

How long it will last is unknown.

The two held each other's jerseys and took pictures together.

This time, it seems to be a real handover between the old and new kings.

After exchanging players, James said to Wang Yi: "Your second round is the day after tomorrow, against the Clippers, and it's still at the Staples Center. If you don't go back to Sacramento, why don't you come to my house tomorrow? I have good players there." wine."

Wang Yi nodded when he heard the words: "Of course. I heard that your red wine is not cheap. You can drink thousands of dollars in one sip."

James nodded: "No matter how good the wine is, it is more precious if it is shared."

The two then bid farewell.

James walks down the tunnel.

Looking at James' back, Wang Yi faltered slightly.

He is tired.

too tired.

But what is more regrettable than tired is that he is old.

There used to be a saying about James in the league-no matter how old he is, we will be crazy.

We're not crazy now, and he's still old after all.

His well-trimmed bushy beard has been quietly stained with silver.

……

More than half an hour later, the two sides finished their baths and held a post-match press conference in the media room of the Staples Center.

The first to attend the press conference is the visiting team.

Danny and Wang Yi attended today's press conference.

This time, the reporters did not blindly chase after Wang Yi to ask questions.

After their flashes flashed on Wang Yi for a while, they shifted to Danny next to him.

Danny was very uncomfortable with so many flashing lights.

To be honest, for someone like him with a bit of social phobia, attending a press conference is tantamount to dying once.

His head was so low that the reporters could barely get a picture of his face.

At this time, a male reporter asked a question.

His first question was to Danny: "Danny, in the third overtime, you and Westbrook exploded each other. Why do you have such confidence?"

Danny raised his head slightly when he heard this, and then lowered his head again.

He turned his head and glanced at Wang Yi, showing a look of asking for help.

Wang Yi nodded.

Don't worry, I will help you.

Then he picked up the mineral water on the table, unscrewed the bottle cap, leaned back in the chair, and drank it comfortably.

Danny was speechless.