basketball never sleeps

Chapter 1 What happened?

June 27, 2003

Madison Square Garden is now filled with lights and noise. As the names of one lucky person are read out one after another, this year's draft is coming to an end.

The bustling reporters were quite satisfied with their gains. After all, there were only a few opportunities throughout the year to get the news while lying down.

The camera returned to the stage. After receiving the Mavericks draft envelope, Lars Granik, then NBA executive vice president, slowly opened it, looked at the name on the envelope and smiled.

"With the 28th overall pick in the second round of the 2003 NBA draft, the Dallas Mavericks selected Xue Yuyang, from the China CBA Xiangjiang Flying Dragons."

In front of the screen, Mo Wen shook his head and said it was a pity. It seemed that he, a little butterfly, had not changed much history. This draft, which later caused a lot of trouble, still happened.

The Pistons were the last player left in the second round of the draft and had not made a choice, but Mo Wen was no longer in the mood to watch any more. The Pistons had no shortage of small forwards. They only selected a young Argentinian genius from Serie A with the 25th pick in the first round. As a forward, the team also has "Little Prince" Prince who performed well in last year's playoffs.

His defeat is almost certain.

Turning off the TV, Mo Wen let out a long breath. If nothing unexpected happened, he would most likely follow the legendary "waste's counterattack stream" and "defy the will of heaven" as a low-ranking horse.

Don't ask him why he is so confident, it's just a mistake.

According to the scouting report, Mo Wen averaged 9.3 points, 4 rebounds, and 3.2 assists per game in college.

The advantage is that he has good static talent, height of 19cm, wingspan of 210cm, active defense, relatively accurate free throws, and a certain ability to catch and shoot.

The disadvantages are poor athletic talent, lack of independent offensive ability, and average confrontation ability.

Overall, the evaluation is not too bad, but compared to the "NCAA Garnett" Bosh who averaged 18 points and 9.7 rebounds per game on the same team, Mo Wenxingguang is more than a little bit behind.

In addition, the team stopped at the top 32 in March Madness, and Mowen's performance in the few games did not have any commendable highlights.

His ranking on the draft prediction list is outside the 70th place, and most scouts' opinions are that he will be at the end of the second round or lose the draft. The buffs of losing the draft are already full.

When I first woke up, I thought I could make a fortune in one go, and I happily hired an agent to participate in the draft. However, I found out that there was a cheat and I couldn't do whatever I wanted. It was already too late. (NCAA players are prohibited from returning to the league after hiring an agent. , but this requirement has been abolished in the past few years.)

Mo Wen picked up the basketball on the shelf, bumped it and put it down again.

In last night's dungeon, he was severely beaten by the relatively young "Jazz Master" with his big moves and small moves. After coming out of the dungeon, he could still feel the pain. He would not practice ball today and go to the gym to work on his elbows.

Playing under the "old version" rules of the last century, let's not talk about skills, it's really hard to do without a little bit of skill.

Why was Kareem Abdul-Jabbar able to get along in that era and still play until he was in his 40s? Because this old man studied under Bruce Lee!

Before going out, he took his Nokia N-gage which looked very much like a Masked Superman transformer, but he didn't notice that there was still 5% battery left.

In this era, it is difficult to rely on mobile phones when there is nothing to do. Expensive 3G network fees and ancient LCD screens make it difficult for people to become dependent on today's mobile phones.

Mo Wenxiao walked out casually, while a middle-aged black man in Madison Garden, New York, also made up his mind.

"Are you sure you want to choose him, Joe? We have no shortage of people at the third position?" The assistant next to him was a little confused.

"The Argentinian we selected in the first round just called and said that he might not be able to come this year. Old Mike was thrown to the Raptors. Collis is not good at defense. Prince played well in the playoffs before, but we can't count on a second-year player.

Your kid has been playing defense all season, hasn't he?"

The then general manager of the Pistons, Joe Dumars, pointed his finger at the table with a somewhat helpless expression.

Michael Curry, the original starter at No. 3 for the Pistons, was Dumars's old teammate when he was a player. Although the statistics are not obvious and he is "5+1+1" all year round, his defense is definitely expert level.

After Dumars retired and became Pistons manager, Michael Curry took over as captain of the Pistons and has always been the team's reliable forward.

Unfortunately, in the playoffs last season, the 35-year-old Michael showed his age and stretched his hips.

Although the first-year young player Prince did not hold up much after he was forced to take over, his performance was significantly better. The most important thing is that Prince still has a rookie contract, which is cheap! So the stingy boss gave the order. Michael, who has an annual salary of 3 million,

·Curry was sent away by him.

As for the previous substitute at No. 3, the team's sixth man Corliss Williams, this guy is exactly the opposite of Michael Curry. His offensive efficiency is good, but his defensive efficiency is insufficient. Looking at the data alone is wonderful, but

The defense is completely inadequate.

Of course, the Pistons' problem is not just the small forward. The Pistons are also short of people inside, so even if they choose Milicic, Dumas is still hesitant whether to take a gamble on the Greek big man who looks a bit fat, or choose that one.

An Asian small forward who is very stable in free throws and plays good defense.

"Forget it, it's just a late pick. If you choose too many players to develop, Larry will probably go crazy." Joe Dumars frowned and made a decision.

After receiving the Pistons draft envelope, Granik returned to the stage again. In front of the spotlight, Granik once again showed a satisfied smile.

"With the 29th overall pick in the second round of the 2003 NBA Draft, the Detroit Pistons selected——"

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After finishing the workout, I passed by the Coca-Cola headquarters building. Mo Wen swallowed subconsciously. All kinds of temptations are everywhere in this decadent capitalist country.

Atlanta is the home base of Coca-Cola, and Coca-Cola's headquarters building is right next to the Georgia Institute of Technology where Mo Wen is located. As soon as you turn out of the school gate, you can see the big red logo of Coca-Cola.

Originally, the Coca-Cola headquarters building was not open to ordinary tourists, but as a neighbor, Georgia Tech, one of the three major universities in the country and as famous as MIT, obviously still has some respect.

As long as you hold your Georgia Tech student ID card and register, you can enter and leave. Of course, it is limited to the reception area, exhibition area and snow area on the first to third floors.

In the exhibition area, there are not only new types of drinks to try, but the most important thing is that you can drink unlimited Coke, free of charge!

This is simply a fat house’s paradise!

Mo Wen clenched his fist and then unclenched it. He didn't have the capital to be arrogant yet.

Sometimes he really missed the days when ordinary people could do whatever they wanted. A bottle of Feizhai water cost five yuan, half of which was spent on buying water in the supermarket, and half of which was spent on filling teeth at the dentist.

Time travel and cheating are not the capital to do whatever you want. On the contrary, not only has he been deprived of the right to sleep by the cheat, but now he has to hesitate for a long time even if he wants to take a bite of something sweet.

I dragged my exhausted body back to the dormitory and charged the "transformer" that had turned into a brick.

Immediately afterwards, the revived mobile phone sent out text message notifications one after another.

Hey, what happened?

(End of chapter)