Basketball glory

Volume 2: The NBA Chapter 14

His state of mind is ten or eight times better than his.

And this body, although he is also very tall, he looks so frail and looks like a little boy, and you can't see his obvious muscle lines?

Finally, let’s look at this temperament. This person is submissive and has his own style.

An Ran was angry, especially when a black guy next to him said, "I'm afraid they're not twins." An Ran was even more angry, even more angry than when he received a flagrant foul on the court.

He casually picked up his clothes and left, running out of FedEx Arena as if he was escaping safely, so as not to be stopped by these little kids again, asking questions.

However, An Ran realized as soon as he walked out of the arena. Isn't the purpose of coming today to report and then have a physical examination?

Why did it happen so suddenly in the middle?

An Ran was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what she had reported and quickly wanted to turn around and run back. However, when she thought about how late she was at this time, the people who came to pick her up might have left long ago. And there were also a bunch of high school students inside.

How embarrassing it would be to run into them again.

So An Ran stopped a taxi and planned to ask the driver where the consumption was lower and to find something to eat.

The salary for the Shandong team in one season is not much, just a few hundred thousand yuan. After such a long time, it has been spent so much. If I don't sign a contract quickly, I'm afraid I won't be able to support it for a month or two and I will starve to death.

The streets of Memphis.

As soon as An Ran left, there was an explosion in the venue. A group of people surrounded the classmate named Liu and started asking questions.

"Where were you just now?"

"I have diarrhea again and need to go to the toilet."

"Then why didn't you say anything when you came back? You just sat here and watched?"

"Why are you talking? Did you let me play?"

Hearing his explanation, it seemed to make sense. After he came back, the yellow-skinned player just now became him, and everyone didn't think much about it.

Seeing that the person who showed off his power just now was not his classmate, the high school students dispersed in a hurry, preparing to go back to their homes to find their respective mothers, leaving "Liu" all over the stadium looking for his own uniform.

He was still muttering, "Who took my jersey by mistake?"

After Stackhouse saw them dispersed, he immediately rushed to Fizdale's office. He must have a good talk with him about this player. This is definitely not the level that an ordinary high school student should have. He should cultivate it properly and even

It can be a great help to the team.

Although I suddenly remembered on the way there, it seemed that today was to take the player named An Ran for a physical examination, but since the time has passed, forget it. Anyway, he is just a late second-round pick. I can just make an appointment with him tomorrow. It won’t be anything.

event.

Stackhouse touched his little head, but his short legs were swinging very fast, which showed that he was not as calm as he seemed. He had a basketball ability that far exceeded that of his peers. When I saw that high school student today, I was shocked.

He was really shocked.

"Come in!" Fizdale heard the knock on the door and immediately recovered from his nap. Then he asked the new assistant coach to come in, ready to ask what happened today and why he didn't wait for An Ran.

Although Fizdale was a Heat assistant before, he has always been known for his comprehensive coaching, especially at critical moments, with many creative and useful plays and rotations.

And this Stackhouse is a complete offensive master. He has just been signed for a week in order to allow the Grizzlies to make some breakthroughs in three-pointers and outside offense in the new season.

Now the entire league is speeding up, and all teams are moving closer to small-ball tactics. Signing him is also a trend. This offensive assistant can firmly serve as the team's second assistant with the qualifications of a newcomer. Fizdale knows that the management must have their own

considerations.

Without saying anything else, Stackhouse found the water dispenser first, poured a full glass of cold water and drank it in one gulp, then wiped the corners of his mouth and showed a satisfied smile.

After staying in the arena for four or five hours, I was already very thirsty, but I was attracted by the game and didn't want to waste time drinking water, so my throat almost started to smoke.

Fizdale said nothing. He watched him drink the water and showed him his seat with a smile. He thought to himself that this assistant coach was really good-natured. It seemed that the future cooperation would be very pleasant.

However, his unflappable language made Fizdale almost jump out of his chair.

"I saw a high school student today who has the ability to play in the NBA!" Stackhouse said this directly out of his mouth before he could sit still.

The corner of Fizdale's mouth twitched, thinking that you are not a madman.

As good as Derrick Rose, he only really showed his talents after a year of training in college. It is almost impossible for high school players to want to play in the NBA directly without going to college.

From the 2006 to 2007 season, the minimum age for draft players was 19 years old, and they had to play in other leagues for one year after graduating from high school or attend college for one year. Since then, the threshold for the draft has been much higher.

Rookies who have experienced professional leagues or NCAA are far more powerful than a high school student. And today he said that a high school student has the ability to play in the NBA. This is simply another genius. How could he fall into such a small position?

Memphis.

Fizdale suppressed the shock in his heart and asked calmly: "Do you have any photos? Show them to me."

Then he took his cell phone and saw the person in the photo. He seemed to think about it carefully for a long time before suddenly laughing.

And his smile made Stackhouse stunned. What did it mean? Don't you believe it?

Fizdale quickly explained: "This is the player we selected. The second-round pick named An Ran performed well in the Olympics. I called him to prepare for training for a period of time. He is the one you picked up today.

You said he didn’t come!”

Stackhouse had only been here a week, so it was normal for him to not remember Enron's photo. When he saw him comparing his mobile phone with the ID photo on Enron's profile, he rubbed his head in embarrassment, seeming a little embarrassed.

Although it was a mistake, what Stackhouse said made Fizdale pay attention.

Originally, this was just an ordinary second-round pick. Although he was called, Fizdale was not optimistic about him, or in fact, he was not optimistic about Asian players, but why was he so excited?

Did Enron have any undiscovered potential? If it did, how could it fall into the second round?

Fizdale asked him directly with these questions. This was not only a test for him to see if he really had the ability to be an assistant coach, but also wanted to know more about Enron.

What if it really is a piece of jade?

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