Basketball Legend: When Pride Still Matters Chapter 729 729 495 You Are the Worst Class I Have

Chapter 729: Chapter 495: You Are the Worst Class I Have Ever Taught (Combined Part 1)_4 Chapter 729: Chapter 495: You Are the Worst Class I Have Ever Taught (Combined Part 1)_4 Unfortunately, his ti on the court coincided with Nowitzki’s.

Fei, watching from the sidelines, seriously suspected this was Karl’s trick.

Playing at ho, Nowitzki was bound to take nurous shots, a well-known unwritten rule. Nearly a hundred thousand people in the audience wanted to see Nowitzki take the trophy ho. Unless Jas wanted to earn a reputation as selfish before nearly a hundred thousand booing spectators, he had to play the understudy to the German.

As expected, Jas made a few plays, but when the piercing cries of “We want to see Dirk” rang out, he sealed off his offense.

By the ti Fei got back on the court, both Jas and Nowitzki had stepped off.

This is what makes a coach valuable – he doesn’t need to suppress Jas overtly. He just needs to cleverly schedule their playti, forcing Jas into a supporting role while Fei could freely help Durant win the AMVP.

But now the problem had shifted back to Fei.

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Fei worried that pushing himself a bit more might snatch Durant’s AMVP.

After all, in the eyes of the dia, the two were not on the sa level in terms of appeal.

If their stats were close, or if Fei’s numbers looked significantly more comprehensive, then Durant could say goodbye to the AMVP.

Fei suddenly had a bold idea. Perhaps letting Karl send Jas back in to continue their internal strife would indirectly limit his own performance.

But if he did that, the Western All-Star Team’s ga would beco extrely chaotic and leave no space for Durant to perform.

Finally, Fei thought of a solution.

Stop attacking, no longer pass directly to Durant but use the centers as an interdiary for passes, and let Durant go for rebounds inside.

That way, Fei would score little, have no assists, and pick up no rebounds.

Then, reality delivered a harsh blow to Fei.

Fei had no assists, but neither did Durant, and since Durant was not strong in confrontation and was too proud to fiercely chase after rebounds, his stats looked unimpressive.

In the end, Jas’s coup de grâce was fatal.

Entering the third quarter, Jas realized he had been set up by Karl, and that he was dood not to win the AMVP tonight. He could also see that Fei was trying to secure the AMVP for Durant.

As his biggest competitor within Nike, how could Jas allow Durant to win the AMVP before him?

So Jas switched into “I might not get the AMVP, but neither will you” mode.

Jas started passing crazily to Nowitzki, and as the Western All-Star Team’s lead grew, the Eastern All-Star Team realized their slim chances of victory and started throwing the ga, gifting the host goodwill, going soft on everyone, and playing token defense, Nowitzki’s stats soared to 32 points, 13 rebounds, and 4 assists by the end of the third quarter.

And so it was, ti and fate worked together.

Durant turned pale, feeling his efforts throughout the night were in vain.

Fei helplessly looked at him and sighed, “There’s always next year. Don’t worry about him, he’ll be old in a few years.”

Durant nodded, having no choice but to accept the outco.

After speaking, Fei began to mutter to himself.

That phrase, it felt like he had said it to soone else before?

Oh, right.

It was Kwa.

Back when Kwa didn’t make the All-Star Team, he’d used those sa comforting words.

Since then, Kwa drifted further and further from the All-Star status.

This story tells us to treat every opportunity as if it’s the only one we’ll ever get.

Still, Durant is young; he’ll certainly get an AMVP eventually.

But as for Mr. Jas on the other side…

Just believe, life will get better.