The No.1 Anti-Fans in Basketball-Chapter 94 - 85: Don’t Know How to Lose (Two in One)_3

Like the movie "Green Book" he watched in his past life mentioned, he was neither black enough nor white enough to fit into either circle seamlessly.

Driven by curiosity, Hansen picked up his phone again to look up information about Jamison, focusing on his career rather than his games.

That’s when he understood.

So Jamison was from North Carolina.

That explained it.

If a place could teach even someone like Jordan the importance of team play—although not definitively—it sure produced players of such character.

What surprised him further was that this guy had been schoolmates with Carter at North Carolina for three years and was even the team leader?

Averaging 22 points and 11 rebounds in his junior season?

Was that the kind of stat a North Carolina player should have?

And why had he never heard about it before?

What was more intriguing, Jamison and Carter were drafted in the same year, one as the fourth pick and the other as the fifth, and they were traded for each other right after the draft.

Such an interesting story, but it was a pity it wasn’t promoted by the media.

When he put down the phone, Hansen had his final opinion of Jamison: his data exceeded his strength, and his strength exceeded his fame.

Jamison’s addition boosted the morale of the Cavaliers, but it didn’t affect Hansen much.

His top priority now was to advance "Giant Slayer" to its limit in the remaining two months.

It was not an easy task; it meant he had to return to his previous training volume.

After team practice that day, Hansen stayed behind to practice his throw shots with the help of Malone.

The training method involved Malone holding a board to simulate a defender and disrupt his throws.

After a while, he noticed Jamison, who had been sitting on the sidelines watching.

When he finished, Jamison was still there.

He walked over, grabbed a towel to wipe his sweat, and sat down.

"You looking for me?"

"Vince mentioned you."

Upon hearing Jamison’s words, Hansen took up his water bottle and strategically drank some water.

His and Carter’s interactions were purely on the court, and those weren’t exactly fond memories for Carter.

Was Jamison looking to settle a score for his college junior?

But what Jamison said next made Hansen choke and cough.

"He said you’re a very promising young man."

Seriously, what was it with people?

He ragged on Pierce, and Pierce turned into his chief hater.

Then he ragged on Carter, and Carter thought he was promising?

Carter must be a real masochist!

But, if he wasn’t here to settle scores, then it was good news.

Although he had made a name for himself on the Cavaliers, his relationship with James hadn’t changed much.

More friends than foes was always good, especially when the person was a starter on the team.

Especially since he was replacing Conningham, many weak-side tactics required their coordination.

"Thank him for me, he’s my idol; I grew up watching him play," Hansen said, adjusting his expression seriously.

Carter became a face of the league when Hansen was just eleven or twelve, which matched his age.

A much more believable idol than Bird, at least.

As for the fact he had already named Bird as his idol, who’s to say you can only have one?

If necessary, he could definitely have many!

Indeed, Hansen’s words noticeably closed the gap between them. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

"I see you were practicing your throw shots?" Jamison opened another topic.

"Yeah. Huh?"

Hansen first nodded and then, turning his head to look at Jamison, remembered something.

Wasn’t Jamison also a master of throw shots?

In a previous game against the Wizards where Jamison scored 31 points, he had made some impressive throw shots.

"I know a bit, too; how about I practice with you?"

Hansen immediately nodded, excited.

The talent ’Giant Slayer’ was named as such because it was a move used by smaller players against bigger opponents.

Having Malone simulate it wasn’t very effective since his movement was slow and didn’t quite mimic the actual height challenges.

Training would be much more effective with a bigger opponent.

But from the Cavaliers’ big men, forget thinking about O’Neal; even if you were on good terms, he wouldn’t train with you; Ilgauskas had just been traded; Conningham would be unconditional, but he was just too short.

It wasn’t like he could ask Vallejo, right?

So Jamison’s proposal was just what he needed.

Jamison specialized in spin throw shots, particularly sideways drifting throws after back-to-basket play.

This was contrary to the throw shot techniques Hansen had learned from Wade.

Because maintaining balance is fundamental in throw shots.

Jamison explained that this technique was to counter the double-defense indoors.

It made sense; low post back-to-basket plays were indeed prone to encountering double-defense and getting blocked.

However, this move was Jamison’s specialty and not everyone could learn it.

According to Jamison, it all stemmed from his childhood experience.

His father, seeing his passion for basketball, had installed a basketball hoop in their yard at the standard height of 3.05 meters, but the actual installation was 3.5 meters high.

This forced him to practice high release throws from a young age, in various poses.

That was why he had the skill to consistently make throw shots while drifting.

In a sense, it was a "backdoor trick."

But Hansen thought it was worth trying because such moves could catch an opponent off guard.

Besides throw shot techniques, as a master, Jamison also had unique insights into defending them.

Due to his arm span of 2.17 meters, Hansen felt much more defensive pressure against him than Malone’s board previously did.

This forced him to perfect every detail, adjusting to the rhythm best suited for him.

By the end of their training session, Hansen had gained a lot; he only had one feeling: he had been too easy on Carter previously!