I traveled back to the NBA in 1960, when Chamberlain had just entered the league and Russell was building his dynasty.
There is no three-point line in the league, no one has heard of scientific training, and everyone thinks that muscles will affect the shooting feel.
They called me crazy. My teammates said what I practiced was crooked, my opponents laughed at me for bringing boiled chicken breast into the locker room, and my coach looked at my tactical board and threw it into the trash can.
Then they all shut up.
Chamberlain gave me a nickname: "Professor."
Russell said I play like I can predict the future.
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar said he learned his steps from me.
It took me twenty years to bury the seeds of modern basketball in the soil of the 1960s. When it grew into a forest, everyone looked back and realized what the "madman" from the future had done.
My name is Chen Feng, and this is my story.
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