The Strongest Bishop in the NBA

"Hey." At the desk, Pat rubbed his eyebrows and sighed softly.

As the president of the Harvard University Athletic Association, in the eyes of outsiders, Pat is very beautiful, but in fact, only his own family knows about his troubles.

Pat has been having a rough time of late.

I don't know why, but the performance of the school's men's basketball team has not been as good as the previous year in the past two years.

Among the school's 34 sports teams, the men's basketball program is the only one that has never won a league championship.

In this regard, the school board has expressed dissatisfaction more than once, which put him, the president of the sports association, under a lot of pressure.

He also thought about changing the status quo of Harvard University's basketball team, but the school did not set up relevant scholarships for the sports department, and it was impossible to attract talented children to join. How could the team's performance improve?

Unable to change the status quo from the players, he began to shift his goal to the coach.

He hopes to strengthen the varsity by hiring capable coaches to coach the Harvard men's basketball team.

However, those famous NCAA professors shook their heads and sighed and refused whenever they heard that it was an invitation from Harvard University. They also knew the situation of Harvard University and knew where there could be no good seedlings, so how could they run to smash their own signs?

So Pat's plan never came to fruition.

In the past two days, he has heard that there is an NBA head coach looking for jobs in various schools.

As the chairman of the sports association, Pat has been involved in all major sports events, so he naturally knows what happened in the NBA during this period.

That ex-NBA head coach from Asia isn't an easy job.

He once deliberately tampered with the draft list behind the back of the team owner and general manager, and even uttered nonsense in front of the head coach of the Heat, saying that the other party would regret it.

Pat wondered if it was a good idea for him to inform the subject in question to interview the coach of the Harvard men's varsity basketball team.

But he wanted to make a change.

Regardless of the character of this problematic person, if he can be an assistant coach in the Trail Blazers for five years and be promoted to the head coach, even if his coaching ability does not meet the standards of NBA coaches, he will definitely not be worse. If I can bring something different to the school team, my own problems will be solved.

Overall, the pros outweigh the cons, and it's totally worth a try.

"Jingle Bell……"

The phone rang.

"Mr. Pat, there is an Asian man named Wang Xiao who said he has made an appointment with you and wants to see you now."

Hearing the name Wang Xiao, Pat couldn't help sitting up straight. "Let him in."

"OK."

After a while, Wang Xiao was taken to his office by his assistant.

Previously, Pat had only read reports about Wang Xiao in newspapers, but he had never seen Wang Xiao in person. He knew that Wang Xiao was very young, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment. .

Too young, the young ones are even similar to many Harvard seniors.

Wang Xiao is just 30 years old this year, but he looks small, and it is really hard to tell the difference when standing next to college students.

But although he looked very young, Wang Xiao revealed a very strong self-confidence in his gestures.

Nodding to the assistant, Pat said, "Jessica, make me two cups of coffee, thank you."

After the assistant left the office, Pat began to carefully look at Wang Xiao in front of him.

He was wearing a neat black suit, although it was not a branded product, but it was particularly suitable for Wang Xiao, who was 1.85 meters tall, and his temperament was not inferior to that of a famous brand suit.

Pat had to admit that if he put aside all kinds of negative comments about this person from the media and only relied on his first impression, Wang Xiao could give people a pretty good impression.

This is a man who is capable at first glance.

"Mr. Wang Xiao, hello, I am the president of the Harvard University Athletic Association, Pat."

"Hello, Mr. Pat." Wang Xiao nodded slightly, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Since you are here, it means that you have seen the invitation letter I sent." Pat spread his hands slightly, "But please forgive my rashness, your reputation in the sports circle... I want to know, if I take the risk Risk hiring you, what can you bring to the Harvard men's basketball team?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiao was silent for a moment, then looked into Pat's eyes.

Before coming here, he had learned about the Harvard men's basketball team and wondered why.

After all, this is the only team other than Pat Riley of the Heat that actively contacted him.

The men's basketball team at Harvard University is part of the Ivy League, which is recognized as the worst league in the NCAA Division I.

Including Harvard University, the best result of the eight Ivy League teams in the NCAA Tournament is only the top 64. In other words, they have never broken through the first round of the NCAA Tournament.

As we all know, there are only two ways to participate in the NCAA tournament. The first is to win the league championship of the league to which it belongs, and the second is to win the wild card game.

The eight teams in the Ivy League are so low-level that there is little hope of competing for the wild card game, so the only way to enter the tournament is to win the league championship.

And Harvard University... has never won an Ivy League championship since its establishment.

The reason why Pat, the president of the Harvard University Athletic Association, still chose to contact him despite his notoriety, shows that he must want to make some achievements in men's basketball.

In other words, he was betting on whether he, a former NBA head coach, could bring what he wanted to a team that had never won a championship.

If so, the answer to this question is simple.

"Mr. Pat." Thinking of this, Wang Xiao said with a smile: "If Harvard hires me, I can guarantee that in March next year, the men's basketball team of Harvard University will appear in front of the national live broadcast. "

The corner of Pat's calm mouth couldn't help twitching.

In March next year, the team can appear in front of the national live broadcast camera?

NCAA Tournament? March Madness?

This kid really dares to say it!

Harvard University has not entered the NCAA tournament since 1946. It has been nearly half a century, and it is older than the kid in front of him!

And appearing in front of the national live broadcast camera can not only be achieved by participating in the NCAA tournament. After all, there are 64 teams participating in the NCAA tournament. In the first round, 64 teams enter the top 32 games. The national live broadcast will only broadcast the favorite games of the No. 1 and No. 2 seeds. How could they pay attention to the Ivy League teams?

In other words, if you want to play a game in front of the national live broadcast, you must at least reach the top 32, and then play in the 32-to-16 game!

What are you kidding? In the history of the Ivy League, no team has ever broken through the top 32! Not to mention Harvard University, which can only be ranked in the middle and lower reaches or even the bottom of the Ivy League!

"Young man, don't talk too much, if you don't do it, it will end badly."

Pat couldn't help but say.

Wang Xiao calmly smiled.

"Mr. Pat, you can definitely write this into the employment contract. If I can't do it by March next year, you can fire me unconditionally without paying a penny at all. How about it?"