[There are always some rumors in the media about what happened to Gan and I at Thurmond's place on Christmas Day 1981. I want to say, that's all nonsense! 】
——————In 1992, Chamberlain's autobiography "A view of Above" was published, excerpt 2.
After drinking the lemonade, Thurmond came out of the back kitchen and brought out a large plate of fragrant barbecue.
When he learned that Chamberlain joked with Gan Guoyang about lemonade, he shook his head and said: "Wilt likes to drink lemonade. He used to drink a gallon of lemonade to replenish water in the locker room. This guy actually doesn't like to drink. "
Chamberlain said: "I am a self-disciplined athlete, how could I like such a dangerous thing as alcohol?"
"Let's try my secret barbecue. The recipe was passed down from my grandmother to my mother, and my mother passed it down to me. It's an Ohio tradition."
This large plate of barbecue includes pork ribs, beef, and chicken, with a strange aroma that makes people salivate when they smell it.
Gan Guoyang was curious, why Thurmond was still making barbecue here when the restaurant was obviously closed down.
Thurmond explained that his The Begining was indeed closed, but the newly opened bar was run by his cousin Bob.
Today, on Christmas Day, he invited his family, neighbors and friends to gather in a bar and try out his skills to see if the secret barbecue recipe left by his ancestors is popular.
After receiving unanimous praise from everyone, Thurmond said with satisfaction: "Maybe I should open a barbecue restaurant in the future. There seems to be no good barbecue around here, right?"
Everyone agreed, and Thurmond really took this thing to heart and will put it into practice in the future.
Chamberlain ate at least half of this large plate of barbecue by himself. He didn't care about his image as a legendary star. He laughed heartily in front of friends and ordinary people, told some ridiculous jokes, and also liked to take advantage of Thurmond's. The big bald guy is joking.
Thurmond was not angry. He was Chamberlain's younger brother when he was with the San Francisco Warriors. He was cared for by Chamberlain and became a good friend. After that, they embarked on different paths as players.
One is brilliant, the other is simple and unknown, one is still making waves in the Vanity Fair after retirement, and the other returns to the community and becomes an old neighbor with some spare money.
Gan Guoyang ate barbecue in silence, looking at the boyish look of Chamberlain, the basketball legend, while Thurmond was like an older brother, silent and tolerant. He knew in his heart that Chamberlain still had the mentality of the chosen one when he first entered the league. And Thurmond has already gone through many vicissitudes and become a mature man.
If he remembered correctly, although Chamberlain was surrounded by countless maidens, he remained unmarried and left no heirs. His Martian-like genes were not passed down—no one knew whether he had illegitimate children.
After the barbecue and dinner, everyone started to have fun. Some played cards, some played darts, and some mixed drinks.
Chamberlain suddenly took off his suit jacket, revealing his body as strong as an ox, and said to Gan Guoyang: "Hey boy, Thurmond said you have amazing strength. Come on, let's give it a try!"
Gan Guoyang was stunned. This picture came out every time Bo Lun thought about it. You are almost 50 years old, how can you have the nerve to fight with a high school student?
Look at this guy's arms, they are almost as thick as Gan Guoyang's thighs.
Thurmond came over to smooth things over and said, "Wilt, you should look like an elder."
But Chamberlain said: "I've been a star outside, I've been Wilt Chamberlain enough, and I just want to have fun here. To be honest, I don't like this kid a little bit."
"Hey, you said you wanted to come and meet this rising Chinese star in San Francisco. You said you had seen him in the newspaper at least three times. Why do you dislike him again? Did he steal your limelight?"
"No, the more I look at him, the more I think this guy looks like Bill. Really, his temperament makes me a little bit PTSD. Come on, young man, I'm just playing with you, I won't use my strength."
Chamberlain brought a small round wooden table and moved his body. Today he had to compete with Gan Guoyang no matter what.
And the Bill he was talking about was naturally Bill Russell. Gan Guoyang's calm and restrained temperament, and even his height, reminded Chamberlain of this nightmare in his basketball career.
Gan Guoyang was not timid. He took off his coat, revealing his lean and powerful body. He looked much thinner than Chamberlain and seemed to have no chance of winning.
However, arm wrestling requires both strength and skill, and requires clever use of the force-generating parts.
Chamberlain was full of confidence, but he didn't know that Gan Guoyang had subdued many thorns in the orphanage by arm-wrestling.
Now he has this strange body that is comparable to a biochemical man. After deciding to embark on the road of basketball, Gan Guoyang has been sculpting it every day.
"It's just for fun, right? You don't know how to exert your strength?"
"Of course, just have fun, remember to do your best."
Chamberlain is very confident in his own strength. He is indeed a man of extraordinary strength.
He can pick up an ordinary adult very easily, as easily as picking up a balloon.
Although he is 45 years old, at this age, his physical fitness and explosive power have greatly declined, but his strength is at its peak.
The two sat down, elbows on the table, hands clasped together.
Others who were playing cards, darts, and drinking stopped what they were doing and came over to watch this shocking arm-wrestling contest.
It's a pity that there were no mobile phones at that time, and no one had a video recorder, otherwise someone would have taken a photo and it would have become a valuable historical document.
Chamberlain's hands are wide and thick, and his fingers are not long but very thick, which is a manifestation of strength.
Gan Guoyang's hands were also big, with long fingers and strong palms. The two began to compete the moment they shook hands.
"You have big hands, boy. That's right. Work harder, or I'll crush your bones."
Chamberlain put more force on his hands, but Gan Guoyang's expression remained unchanged and he was very focused.
Thurmond was the referee. The moment he let go and called start, Gan Guoyang's whole body's strength began to twist from the soles of his feet, through his thighs, waist and abdomen, back, and finally transmitted to his arms like a lever.
This momentary explosion was like a tiger descending a mountain. Although Chamberlain was prepared and put more force on his hands, he was too confident in his own strength and did not expect that the boy opposite was astonishingly powerful.
Thurmond didn't lie or exaggerate.
For the first time in his life, Chamberlain felt that his arms were so weak. His muscles contracted in one direction, but his arms bent in another direction.
Gan Guoyang almost pushed Chamberlain's arm down on the table. The back of Chamberlain's dark hand was only one centimeter away from the tablecloth.
But Chamberlain was worthy of being Chamberlain. He held on. He relied on his huge muscle power to stop his decline despite his joints being reversed.
At this moment, his face was ferocious, as if he was going to the toilet for the first time after having hemorrhoids removed. He clenched his teeth and closed his eyes tightly to maintain the last centimeter of dignity.
"Shet, Shet, Shet!"
Chamberlain kept shouting that the unfavorable situation came so quickly that he couldn't believe that he was about to lose.
Gan Guoyang also pursed his lips tightly, and veins popped out on his forehead.
The initial burst has passed, and now it’s all about endurance, willpower and weight.
The people around him held their breath. They thought that Chamberlain would teach this kid a lesson and win easily.
Unexpectedly, Gan Guoyang quickly forced Chamberlain into a desperate situation. In his current anti-joint state, he would not lose at most. If he wanted to win, unless he had professional wrist-strength skills, it would be difficult to make a comeback.
Chamberlain could only grit his teeth and hold on, hoping to exhaust Gan Guoyang's physical energy and eventually turn defeat into victory or even a draw.
Both of them used their strength to suck milk, using their right hands to exert force, and their left hands to tightly grasp the legs of the small round table.
This table is an old wooden table, which cannot withstand the tossing of two strong men over 2 meters tall.
Torn apart by the huge force, it split into several pieces with a "snap" sound.
At this moment, Gan Guoyang turned his wrist and pressed it down with his body weight. Chamberlain's hand touched the tablecloth.
But the tablecloth had no support, because the table legs collapsed, and the tabletop was broken into three pieces by the two people, and the five horses were divided.
"I win!" Gan Guoyang clenched his fists and shouted.
"No! The table was broken, so that doesn't count! I had already let go at that moment. You kid was so opportunistic that you started to attack first, and I was not prepared at all."
Chamberlain waved his hands repeatedly, refusing to admit that Gan Guoyang won the match, and asked for a rematch on a stronger table.
Thurmond declared the result of the game invalid and said: "My cousin's bar doesn't have that many tables for you to destroy. It's Christmas, we should be more peaceful, right?"
Gan Guoyang said it didn't matter, but Chamberlain was so angry that he had to rematch.
He said that this time he was ready to win Guoyang in 0.1 seconds.
After Thurmond's repeated persuasion and Chamberlain lifting Gan Guoyang to show his strength, the old kid finally calmed down.
Before leaving, Chamberlain reminded Gan Guoyang: "Boy, you didn't beat me in arm wrestling today. If you go out and talk nonsense and publicize that you beat me in arm wrestling, I will definitely organize a nationally broadcast arm wrestling competition to prove to the United States that you are the best in arm wrestling." lie!"
Gan Guoyang thought to himself, if you lose again in the national live broadcast, wouldn't it be a real defeat?
However, Gan Guoyang also knew that he had indeed taken advantage of him just now and took advantage of his unpreparedness to strike first.
Who made Chamberlain so careless and look down on himself?
Anyone who looks down on him will pay the price.
"Okay, I won't tell you. Then can I ask you a basketball question. How to deal with that kind of double powerful inside line, or twin towers. Both people are very tall or strong, and they surround you in the inside. How do you deal with it? How to solve this problem?"
The loss to Washington High School was like a thorn in Gan Guoyang's heart. He needed some experience.
Seeing that Gan Guoyang was asking for advice, Chamberlain generously shared his experience:
"Hey, then you really asked the right person. I have encountered countless double-teams and presses in my life. If you encounter two powerful insiders surrounding you, let me tell you the most correct way of thinking is to stare at one , fight to the death, both offensively and defensively."
"Start one and beat him to death?"
"That's right. Walter Bellamy, do you know?"
"have no idea."
"No wonder, you don't even know Thurmond. Today's young people... He was the No. 1 pick in 1961. He averaged 31 points per game in his rookie season. He was a center and invincible. At that time, I was in the third grade and his team was No. 1. One time we met, he introduced himself to me, 'I'm Walter Bellamy.' I thought where did this stupid boy come from, so I said to him, 'Hello, Walter, you will not vote in the first half. Score a goal.’ Then I blocked all nine of his shots in the first half. After the second half started, I said to him, ‘Okay, now you can shoot.’ I remember he scored 14 in that game. From then on, he was afraid of me. Well, the point is later. In 1965, he went to the New York Knicks. The Knicks also had a center named Willis Reed, who was a powerful guy. The Knicks wanted to Use the twin towers to deal with me. The two of them are full of talents, but after they come on the stage, I will stare at Bellamy. No matter how they double-team or how Reid fights me, I will just stare at Bellamy and fight. He guarded and ignored the other one. In the end, guess what? Bellamy collapsed completely, and Reed didn't perform well. Instead, later, the Knicks sent Bellamy away and let Reed, the short guy Carrying the big man alone and bringing in Dave DeBusschere, the Knicks became in trouble."
Gan Guoyang listened very carefully, and he understood what Chamberlain meant.
In fact, it is also a kind of psychological warfare. It is like a group fight. No matter how many people on the other side hit you, you just focus on the leader.
If you try to punch everyone, you may not be able to hurt anyone in the end, but if you stare at one person and punch him to death, the entire morale of the opponent may be destroyed.
Gan Guoyang understood this truth, but he did not expect to apply it in the game. It seems that his ability to control the opponent's psychology still has room for improvement.
"This is psychological, what about technical and tactical aspects?"
"There is nothing to say about technique and tactics. Just listen to your coach's arrangements. If the coach doesn't even know how to deal with the encirclement of the twin towers inside, he can be laid off. Remember, to a certain extent, psychology and willpower determine everything."
"Then why are you cheating?"
"I'm warning you! I didn't cheat, I didn't lose!"
Chamberlain had an unhappy Christmas in 1981, and he never came to San Francisco for Christmas again.
[Gan’s dominance over the Twin Towers is due to my teachings. 】
————In 1992, Chamberlain's autobiography "A view of Above" was published, excerpt 3.
