Carlisle found it unbelievable that such a player actually appeared on the NCAA Division I field.

Sending me to monitor players like this is a waste of time.

On the court, Jim Cahoon and John Thompson also shook hands with each other.

The two old men looked friendly at first glance, but in fact they had eight hundred tricks together.

"That Chinese magician of yours looks very powerful." Jim Cahoon raised his chin and pointed at Shay, praising him.

"No matter what, it's just because he was lucky in the last game."

"Yes, but today, luck is not on your side. John. Magic is fake after all, and it will be exposed sooner or later." Jim Cahoon changed the topic and showed a disdainful smile.

Kahun and Johnson are old rivals in the Big East Conference, and they both have a strong desire to win and lose.

Jim Cahoon's words are equivalent to warning John Thompson that I already have a way to curb your new reinforcements and expose your magician.

But John Thompson was not scared. He held Cahoon's hand tightly, and then put his head in front of Cahoon:

"If you want to expose magic, you have to be an expert!"

The two old men looked at each other, and lightning and sparks seemed to rub off between their gazes.

The game is about to start, and the on-site announcer briefly introduces the following starting lineups of both sides.

When Shea came on the stage, the audience in the stands booed and yelled wildly:

"You'll be buried here!"

"Don't even think about getting a point tonight, asshole!"

"NCAA basketball is not as simple as you think!"

It seems that they have great opinions on Shay.

You can give your opinions.

But Shay wouldn't accept any of it.

After coming on the court, Shay looked at the strong Scott Burrell and found that the guy was also looking at him.

Burrell showed no expression and just made a gesture of wiping his neck at Shay.

"You're dead today, Chinaman!"

This defensive warrior is not a mild-tempered person.


Chapter completed!