
Back to 1984: Jordan’s Lifelong Rival!
回到84,成了乔丹一生之敌!
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The plot is outrageous
The system gave him a Jordan-esque model, where he blew Barkley bald playing pickup basketball. In a terrible school with no good students, the coach is an idiot who refuses to give him a scholarship, and then forces him to play center. Could this be any more absurd? If you have nothing else to write, then don't write anything.
He has so many maxed-out abilities; even a fully-developed Jordan would struggle against him. The problem lies in a few maxed-out talents. Remember, in his early seasons, Dwight Howard dominated the NBA paint solely based on his physical gifts. Of course, that's only for most, not all, but with so many of these, how can he perform so poorly in a college league? Unless your talent is measured by NCAA standards! I'm speechless. 🥱
It's a pity that the rare 80s setting was good, but seeing perimeter players playing inside was just awful. You're already at max level, why are you afraid of being outmatched by teammates who can't even play in the NBA? Even if you sacrifice yourself and play center, and even if you win the NCAA championship, it won't help you; they won't know you're actually a perimeter player.
This is something written by an author who knows nothing about basketball.
Here's a joke: A guy is 198cm tall, with maxed-out ball-handling, maxed-out penetration, and maxed-out offense under the basket, but he plays center! Despite having maxed-out physical attributes, his defensive ability is only 56 in one-on-one defense, and his highest is a mere 64 in interceptions…
The author's bio should be revised; just change it to say the protagonist was all-powerful in the 80s. Also, the author overestimates Jordan; does Jordan even deserve to be the protagonist's enemy? All I saw in this book was Jordan being completely overwhelmed by the protagonist from beginning to end; there was no sense of evenly matched opponents. I wanted to see a back-and-forth battle between the protagonist and Jordan, not a mindless story of one-sided domination.
This is a bit of an overreaction.
Iverson may not have been the best playmaker, but to say that James has no playmaking ability is a bit far-fetched.
Speechless
If they write any more long passages about irrelevant Hong Kong entertainment or relatives, I'm abandoning the book.
Can you please stop writing about trivial matters unrelated to basketball? We're in the middle of the Finals and have to go back to Hong Kong, traveling back and forth. How can we possibly have the energy to play the game? I won't read chapters unrelated to the game.
What happened?
Why write so much about a group of people from the Hong Kong entertainment circle? Is there any point in it?