From gentleman thunder to cold-blooded killer! 18 years of jump shots, hidden in the NBA s lonely success theory!

Let's talk about the NBA's "humanoid self-discipline machine" - Ray Allen!

This guy is simply a "perfect character ceiling": his suit and ties are always straight, his smile is as clean as P, his words come with a gentleman filter, he plays golf, reads books, and plays piano when he has nothing to do - all the "Abstinent Male God" templates are all "ascetic male gods"! But do you dare to believe it? Behind this seemingly "human ideal", there is a core of a "lonely and cruel man".

Let's talk about "perfect teammates" first: scoring, covering, running, playing everything clearly, and having almost zero mistakes in 18 years of career! When the Celtics' Big Three, Garnett shouted that he "had another aggressiveness", and he turned around and responded with 20 points per game + 40% three-pointer; he went to the Heat to be the deputy to James and Wei, and at the age of 38, he could still throw "life-saving three-pointer" in the finals - this is not a "tool guy", but a "Swiss Army Knife" that has become a spirit!

But the most ruthless thing is his anti-human self-discipline: he does not drink alcohol or coffee, does not play cards with his teammates on the plane, read books in a fixed seat, and looks like a "teacher in the team"; how much does the training madman do? I must score 800 goals in every shooting training, and I can go to the stadium at 4 a.m. during the offseason. The shooting posture is like a copy and paste; the obsessive-compulsive disorder routine is comparable to a robot: when to eat, when to warm up on the game day, and even what dishes to eat are written into the "schedule", and the Heat coach directly gave the nickname "Daily Rethboat" (meaning so cruel every day).

The three-pointer in the sixth game of the 2013 Finals was really not a coincidence! At the age of 38, he received Bosh's rebound, took off, jumped, and took action - the whole set of movements was as fast as pressing the shortcut key. When the whole game was boiling, he ran back expressionlessly, as if he had just completed his 801st training shot. This is Ray Allen: Practice boring repetitions into muscle memory, engrave self-discipline into DNA, use "anti-human" persistence, and become "the god of saving the game" when he is needed most.

Some people say that he is "too perfect so he is lonely", but from another perspective: when others are partying in nightclubs, he is polishing the jump shot; when teammates stay in bed, he is studying tactics - isn't this kind of "lossness" also a "ticket" for top players? After all, it is never about talent that can make Popovich say "his professional ethics is a textbook" and Curry calls "my three-point idol". This guy never relies on talent, but about playing "self-discipline" into art.