The Basketball Court Swordsman

When Henson settled in Kona and drove to the training ground, the players were already warming up in an orderly manner. It seems that the players' mentality is still very relaxed. After all, Henson didn't tell the players his plan for 72 wins. If the players set the goal at 72 wins, they will definitely feel pressured. Therefore, Henson said to them: "Don't worry about the winning record, we just need to play every game healthy and healthy."

Although he lied, what Henson said was undoubtedly a white lie. Take a look at the good mentality of the players now, this is entirely due to Henson's lies.

Of course, among the warm-up players, Henson also saw Sean Livingston, who joined the team last month but has not yet played with the team.

?? "Sean! How is it?" Henson yelled from the sidelines, and then pointed to Livingston's injured leg during the Wizards.

"Move freely, boss." Livingston raised his legs a few times, but there was still no expression on his face. Only when he wins does this guy show such a smile on his face.

Henson nodded, and walked into his office without saying anything.

Not long after Henson entered, Stevens and Vogel also pushed in. It seemed that these two partners were more sad than Henson himself.

"The next game, Henson, Larry Drew will definitely block our outside line! He knows very well how much our inside attack has been affected by the lack of David West!"

"Yes, and we have to watch out for the Hawks' inside attack. Leonard is really good, but he is not a frame protector after all. If necessary, I think I can send Chris Anderson to start, composed of him and Horford. The Twin Towers lineup, protect the basket as much as possible."

Vogel and Stevens, you say a word to me, obviously you are worried about the next game.

Henson raised his head calmly and smiled at his two partners.

"...What are you laughing at, Henson?" Vogel couldn't help touching his face. Didn't he wash his face when he got up in the morning? Obviously not!

"Nothing, I'm just thinking, Larry Drew, it's impossible to predict all our strategies. Everyone knows that if the Eagles do not break through this season, he will be dismissed."

"That's right, but it's precisely this way, Drew will try his best to defeat any opponent. It's like the Boston Celtics today. No matter what level of opponent, the only thing they want to do is tear Break the other side. The price we have paid is big enough for the Celtics, Henson!"

"Hmm, have you seen Livingston? I think his physical condition is excellent."

"Why," Stevens glanced at Henson, "the next game against the Hawks, do you plan to use Livingston?"

"He hasn't played a game for almost three months, Henson. Three months without a game to play is not short for a professional player. We can't put the treasure on Livingston, nobody Know what kind of state he can play." Vogel shook his head. Henson was always bold, but this time, he was a little too bold.

"Of course I understand that I can't give the fate of the team to someone who has only joined the team for less than a month. But as long as there is a way, we have to try it, don't we? I still said that, old Drew It is impossible to guess all our plans!"

? A whistle sounded, from assistant coach Frank Vogel.

The players who were sitting on the floor chatting were startled, they all turned to look at the sidelines.

?? Frank Vogel looked at the players seriously, while Henson stood beside him very casually.

As any day before, everyone knows that this formation represents the time for confrontational training.

Adversarial training is Henson's most important training item every day. He firmly believes that only by simulating actual combat situations can it truly be considered as ready for the game.

But of course, due to the recent need to ensure the health of the players, the time for confrontational training has been reduced from the original one hour to 40 minutes.

?? "Okay, guys, come here. Before the training starts, I want to say something to everyone." Henson waved his hand, but he didn't hold the tactical board. This indicates that the Chinese coach does not intend to change the established tactics in the morning.

Everyone stood up and got together honestly, and Henson had no doubt about the control of the team. In the past three years, instead of contradicting the players, he and the players have come close. Therefore, no one will find Henson's fault.

Livingston was also in the crowd, but he obviously didn't know his teammates well, and when the others were whispering, he just stood quietly.

Livingston has long been accustomed to this situation. He knows very well that he is a mercenary, and maybe he can get along with his teammates in a few days. Most of the time, he didn't even figure out the names of his teammates, and he was gone.

But Henson's next move left Livingston stunned.

"Sean, come up and come to me. In the next game, I intend to let you formally represent the Pacers. Although you have been here for a month, the number of training sessions with everyone is very limited. Today, you Just do a formal self-introduction."

Everyone's eyes all fell on Livingston. Since the serious injury in 2007, Livingston has no idea of ​​"teammates".

So suddenly becoming the focus of the team, he is really not used to it.

Livingston swallowed, then obediently walked to the crowd and stood beside Henson.

"This is our only signing in the middle of the season. Sean Livingston has just transferred from a hospital ward covered with clean white sheets. For this reason, we paid for one month's medical care for that hospital. He will be wearing the No. 14 jersey and will be in charge of...point guard? Frank, your information is wrong! He's such a big guy, playing point guard?"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Henson's joke filled the training ground with laughter. ? Vogel next to him also gave Henson a punch in the back. The serious atmosphere he could not mobilize was so "ruined" by Henson.

Among them, Livingston, who is not easy to show his expression, all laughed.

Laugh, he doesn't even know how long he has been and hasn't laughed on a team's training ground. Wandering around for so many years, Livingston is purely for survival, for work, for his unextinguished basketball dream.

Sense of belonging to the team? He didn't dare to ask for these things at all. But in Indianapolis, he seemed to be touched.

This Chinese coach did not treat him as a mercenary, but really treated him as a player, a player about to fight in the Pacers jersey!

No wonder, this team is always so amazing. Sean Livingston seems to know some of these reasons.

After everyone laughed, Henson coughed and his expression became serious again, "Today, Sean, you formally practice with the team. Of course, don't be restrained, because I believe all the **** here will not restrain you. Our confrontational training emphasizes reality. So you may feel that the intensity is a little bit like training. Try to adapt, this is also a good opportunity for you to adapt to the game. I don’t want to see it after I send you on the court tomorrow You were beaten up by the other party. I want you to surprise Larry Drew instead of being his sandbag, understand?"

"Yes, boss." Livingston nodded slightly, he couldn't wait!

"Very good." Henson finished, waved to Vogel, motioned him to lead everyone to start training.

As soon as Livingston stepped onto the court, Henson suddenly grabbed his jersey.

"Boss?"

"Don't worry, kid. Your career is still long."

After that, Henson pushed the big point guard with a height of 2.01 meters into the training ground.

A few years later, when Livingston recalled that day, he would giggle at the camera and then said to the reporter.

"I think he pushed me back into the arms of basketball."