There have been many people who have entered the basketball court one after another, and they are all gathered on the sidelines without exception, watching the duel between the two big men on the court. The training www.biquge.info hadn't started yet, but the two people on the field were already sweating profusely.

"Alright, boys, let's all assemble." Rickard cleared his throat, and the yelling overshadowed the chattering crowd, and everyone turned their heads to him.

The crowd that heard the coach's shouts slowly dispersed and honestly went over to gather. Only Andrew. Morris and Anjie are still competing, and neither of them will leave the court first.

"It seems that you are a little too energetic, and I will count the five hundred push-ups of each of you again!" Rickard sternly reprimanded the two men, who had been a stern head coach in high school and that would not change even in college.

"Ou! It's pretty early! At this time, the door of the gymnasium was pushed open, breaking the dead silence of the basketball court after being reprimanded by the head coach.

A middle-aged man with gray hair and beard walked in, who looked older than Ricard. This person is formally dressed, meticulous, and gives a very spiritual feel.

"Hey, Moore." Rickard simply shook hands with the visitor, the man was Riccard's assistant coach but also Rickard's senior.

"Okay, thank you all for coming to the basketball court on time, I just counted and no one was late. It seems that everyone here still has a correct attitude. ”

"As we all know, our school has not been able to participate in the March Madness knockout round for several years. I know some of you are veterans who were in the team last year, but I still have to say, you played badly and the results are in front of everyone. ”

"Heh, do you think college basketball is easy?" One player whispered at the bottom that he was supposed to be one of the "veterans" of last year's varsity team.

"When you talk to me in the future, you must add the coach in front of your name." Rickard's ears were bright, and he quickly pushed back loudly.

"I've never underestimated college basketball, and I didn't say it's easy to make it to March Madness. Because of this, all of you will have to work very hard in the future, and the failure will end here. There will be no more training and casual games that used to be hung up, and you will have to sacrifice almost all your free time on the basketball court, and of course I promise you a day off a week.

"Oh, shit!" Speaking of this, there was a lot of discussion at the bottom.

Riccard ignored the crowd's arguments and continued to talk to himself.

"You can't be late for training, I mean if you start training at five o'clock, then you don't arrive late after four or fifty. If you are a minute late, you will run fifty times in a switchback, and of course don't forget that a round trip is only counted once. It's also not allowed to take leave without a reason, going to the movies with your girlfriend? Please, wait until your day off. In other words, except for the day off, the rest of your life is only classes and playing basketball. Aside from that, you have to obey my training plan and talk back to me? Five hundred push-ups. If you don't want to do it, you can get out of the gym and never come back. Gentlemen, if anyone is not satisfied with you now, you can withdraw, and I will not stop you. Rickard leaned sideways towards the gym door and made a gesture of please.

As soon as the words fell, three people walked out with a dissatisfied look on their faces and walked straight out of the gate of the gymnasium. "What do you think you're doing? We're not prisoners, take these idiots to your March madness. The disgruntled scolding echoed throughout the big basketball court.

"They were our top three scorers last season." Old Moore whispered in Ricard's ear. Moore has been an assistant coach at Iowa State University for five years and is an experienced right-hand man who can be of great help to Riccard as he first arrives at the team.

"Then I guess we're going to have new points this season. They don't deserve to be in my team, our goals and pursuits are completely different. Rickard didn't even look at them.

"Congratulations, you've got three fewer competitors. As you saw just now, those two big men are inseparable. "Everybody's eyes turned to Angel and Morris.

"Don't forget that there is a lot of competition here, and half of the people who stay now will end up not being able to play with us in the new season. The quality of the game is not the first thing in my judgment, but I am more concerned about the determination and attitude of everyone. Maybe you can live with it now, but after a while of training you may choose to leave like the three of you. ”

"I can't teach you how to play basketball right now, until you're physically fit enough to teach you." As he said this, Riccard glanced at Anjie. There are a lot of things to improve on this guy, but moving closer to professionalism is the first step he has to take.

"Switchback and run, easy. Now you're all moving for me, we're just going to practice this today, and let me see if you can do the basics for me first. Rickard pulled the whistle out of his coat pocket.

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After everyone stood in a row on the baseline, Rickard blew the whistle, and the quiet basketball court was filled with the sound of basketball soles rubbing against the wooden floor.

"How many trips are we going to make? Instructor. One player asked aloud.

"Oh, it depends on how many trips you can make in an hour. Don't be lazy for me, don't you understand how to turn back and run? The hand must touch the bottom line before it can be folded back! ”

"Hehe, I've never seen this basketball court kid train so well before." Old Moore smiled at the figures running in the field.

"The previous coach was a little too lazy with them, which led to a lot of old players getting used to being lazy. Now that we've got so many new people to compete with them, who would dare to slack off. And among these new bloods, there are really a few very good guys who are worth cultivating. Speaking of this, Rickard's gaze unconsciously fell on An Jie.

"Yours, boy." Moore patted Rickard on the shoulder, he hadn't looked forward to the new season in a long time, what kind of team would such a man teach? It must have been a lot of fun to work with this new partner.

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After running for half an hour, An Jie was already soaked with sweat, his chest was rising and falling more and more, and he was already starting to breathe.

The confrontation with Morris had taken him too much energy, and he had never been so systematic in exercising at high intensity. An Jie's footsteps gradually slowed down, and his legs were like filled with lead, and it was very difficult to lift them. It was the first time in his life that he had received formal basketball training, but it was too different from what he had imagined to be fun with the ball.

"What's the matter, boy? Can't take a step? Morris ran up from behind Anjie, and he was also sweating profusely, but the pace was almost the same as when he started.

Looking at Morris, who was gradually distancing himself from him, Anjie was speechless. Although he was very unconvinced, he could only watch Morris's back get farther and farther away from him.

There were already six or seven people who had walked off the field, either lying on the floor gasping for breath or looking for water everywhere, and they all gave up on the first project of the first training session. The non-stop switchback run lasts for an hour, which is really not something that everyone can sustain.

And all the training after today was exactly what Ricard said, nothing but switchbacks. After running one round, he rested, and after the rest, he ran the next round, and even for a minute, the players did not touch the basketball. Everyone ended their first basketball training session with the sunset.

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An Jie walked in the empty bedroom corridor, feeling tired all over, and he had to work part-time at a fast food restaurant after training. Standing at the counter for hours at a time, he wished he had a chance to sit for a minute.

Coincidentally, the business of the fast food restaurant was so good that night that there was a steady stream of customers, and An Jie never had a chance to rest.

"Oh my God! Did you go to the wrong place and go to the fight team? Jason, who was playing a computer game at the desk, saw An Jie, who was limping after entering the door, fell directly on the bed, he threw down the mouse and curiously stepped forward to observe whether An Jie was missing any "parts".

"Damn, where are you touching this kid!"

"Hey, I've never seen you like this, you're a crazy guy who doesn't know how tired you are when you play basketball."

"Who the told you we were playing basketball this afternoon, and that coach made us all run all the switchbacks for an afternoon." An Jie recalled the painful experience and felt that she had no strength.

"It must be that the basketball team has been doing too poorly in recent years, and the school is ready to transform you into a track and field team." Jason looked at his roommate sympathetically, glad he hadn't been selected by the coach. He returned to the computer and continued to play the game, talking to An Jie.

"If you want me to say that you can just quit, you won't even be allowed to touch the basketball in any broken basketball training. It's better for the two of us to go wild ball, don't you say? ”

An Jie didn't respond to him for a long time, he was already asleep just now.

"What the hell." Jason looked at his roommate, who had fallen asleep, and continued to concentrate on returning to the world of the game.

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With a height of 2.19 meters and an arm span of 2.34 meters, such a guy did not come to the United States to play basketball, but just to study abroad.

Looking at the data of the players' physical examinations after training, Ricard was stunned by Anjie's profile. In fact, why doesn't An Jie want to enter the door of professional sports? It's just that in the eyes of most Chinese families, the job of a professional athlete is so out of reach.

"Honey, aren't you sleeping yet?" Peggy brewed a hot cup of coffee for her husband and walked over to Ricard, who was still working.

"Oh, I didn't even realize it was so late." Ricard took the coffee from his wife and held her hand on his shoulder.

"It's only early September, and we're two months before the start of the new season, what are you working on?" Peggy picked up the player's report on the table and read it casually.

"We're a team that hasn't made the NCAA playout stage in 22 years, so there's so much to do. Not only do I have to study the opponent's players, but I don't know much about the players under my own hands. Also, I found a player to focus on. How to guide him correctly is also a very headache. ”

"Alright, no one can step over all the steps in one step, you should go and rest."

"Whew." Ricard stretched.

"You're right, I'm going to have to continue to toss those boys tomorrow."

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That's the end of the first day of training, the other schools have just started, and the team hasn't even assembled yet. But Ricard started preparing for the new season two months early, which is a very long period for even a professional player.

Making a breakthrough is one of his goals this season. To do this, two months is already a very tight time for him.

And his second goal is to rack his brains to find the best Asian "gold mine". He's not a dedicated center coach, and maybe he'll need to add some new faces to the coaching staff if he wants to be more effective.

During the two-month preparation period, the players who can survive to the end will be the players he wants, and they are also the players who can lead the team to victory.

With two months to prepare, if An Jie can survive the training and survive the tryout, then he has a better chance of success.

The rise of Anjie and the Iowa State University Whirlwind team officially begins today.