It's a very cold month in Bethesda in February, and from the 13th floor of the inpatient department, you can only see a snowy world. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info everything in winter seemed lifeless and lifeless, including the room where Morris lived.

Morris has been picked up by his parents back to his hometown, Bethesda, a small city in Maryland. With the NCAA March Madness tournament just around the corner, the regular season is not over yet, but the Cyclones are a good chance of being selected, and now the Cyclones are only one win behind the University of Kansas in first place. But that has nothing to do with Morris, he is now a man who cannot live independently of even the most basic daily life.

"It would take two months to walk with a crutch in order to get your Achilles tendon back to its best, six to eight months to walk independently without crutches, and I think it will take more than 10 months to get back on the basketball court. Of course, all this can only be done if the recovery is smooth. That's what the Bethesda doctors told Morris and Rickard, and if Morris wants to play basketball, it will have to wait at least a year from now.

There are hospitals in the United States that can do better, but that level of treatment is something that only professional athletes can afford. Although Iowa State agreed to Rickard's application and was willing to pay a certain amount of medical bills to the Morris family each month, how much would a university be willing to pay for a student-player?

The environment outside was lifeless, and Morris's dark eyes were like a pool of stagnant water.

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The Whirlwind players are getting less and less enthusiastic about training, and the shadow of injuries hangs over the hearts of every player. This is not to say that they are lazy in training, but that the atmosphere in the entire stadium is very oppressive and heavy.

In this atmosphere, the team played three more games, one win and two losses. If the Whirlwinds can't even hold on to the second place spot and let this decline develop, then it is really uncertain whether they will be able to enter the March Madness Tournament. Because except for the league championship, which can be automatically popularized, whether all other teams can enter the March Madness competition depends on the performance of the season and then the committee selects the participating teams according to the results, the strength of the league and other factors, and the Big Twelve League is not a strong league, so there may not be too many places to be selected.

Ricard couldn't take it anymore and he wouldn't be any better off off with Morris's injury, but the fall of his teammates wasn't an excuse for the guys to give up on themselves!

"You ****** just a bunch of wretched!" In between daily training, Riccard, who was sitting on the pitch and meditating, scolded without warning, and even Divac, who was guiding Anjie and Asakin on the sidelines, was taken aback.

All eyes in the stadium were on Ricard.

"If any of you were injured and Morris was still here, he would definitely do ten times as hard as you to win the game on behalf of his team-mates who were out of action. He didn't even hesitate to accept the difficult punishment I proposed in order to play, and I know that in the end he was able to stay because of the joint efforts of all of you, but the one who had the courage to take on this challenge was Morris! If it had been someone else that day, I might have given up a long time ago! You're disappointing the fans, we're disappointing ourselves, you're disappointing Morris who is still lying in his hospital bed! Rickard was so angry that his face turned red.

"Morris wasn't injured to see you cowards lead the team to defeat! The reason why he fought until he got injured was because Morris ****** hell-bent on sending us all to March Madness! Let's blow a whirlwind on the national stage! Now it's up to you to motivate Maurice with victory! Instead of waiting for Morris to motivate you with a stick! "It's not the first time Ricard has lost his temper at the gym, but never has he ever been so agitated.

"Everyone, train well! The boss is right, we can't let that Maurice kid watch our jokes from his hospital bed! "Mike. Taylor is now undoubtedly the captain of the dressing room, and apart from the coach, the players are most convinced of him. Not just because of Taylor's good performance on the court, but also because he has leadership skills that others don't have.

After a flurry of scolding from Ricard, the players' training attitude gradually became serious. The Whirlwind team can be said to be in the hands of Ricard, the manager, and the players don't know what to do without hearing the coach's scolding for two days.

Coaches are in full control of the team while still maintaining rapport with their players, and as a rookie college coach, Ricard has done an excellent job of that.

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On Feb. 15, the penultimate game of the Big Twelve regular season, the Iowa State Cyclones host the Ohio State University Orange Cowboys, and if they win this game, they will tie the first-place University of Kansas Jayhawks and then decide the winner in the final game. Winter temperatures are cold, but the Big 12 league games continue to heat up.

Anjie took out a jersey from Morris's cabinet in the locker room and immediately put it on himself and tried it on.

"Well, it's a little tight, I don't think it will show up." An Jie waved his arm and tried the tightness. Although Anjie is thinner, after all, the height and shoulder width are taller than Morris, so Morris's jersey is still a little tight on Anjie.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Mike. Taylor, for his part, used a marker pen to write something on his white waistcoat.

"Of course, in front of the whole stadium, in front of the whole camera." Anjie put his jersey on the outside of Morris's jersey again, which fit so well that if you don't look closely, you can't tell that he is wearing two layers.

At this moment, the other players who had gone out to warm up had just returned.

"What are you two doing sneaking around in the locker room?" Anthony. Ben had never seen these two guys go back to the locker room early during the warm-up.

"Nothing, nothing." An Jie smiled and waved his hand.

"Alright guys!"

At the sound of this, the players immediately took their seats, knowing that Ricard was about to show up in the dressing room.

"Time flies, the penultimate game of the regular season is on. We've got one foot in the NCAA March Madness tournament, but we could be pushed out at any moment, and we still have one goal in mind, win! Rickard finished and began to write his name on the board.

"Costa. Coovers! An Jie, another strong opponent, you still remember what you said a few days ago! ”

"Of course, of course, leave it to me." An Jie is gearing up below, to say that there are really a lot of excellent centers who play in the Big Twelve League. But after a season of NCAA regular-season and months of teaching Divac, Anjie is now confident against any opponent. Before entering the league, he weighed less than 100 kilograms, and now he has risen to 108 kilograms, although he is still not as heavy as others, but his progress has never stopped. And the strength of his upper and lower limbs has also been greatly improved in continuous training. Ricard was right for the shy man who had played on the pitch in the first place, and the level of effort and the speed at which he improved was astonishing.

Of course, this does not mean that Anjie can easily defeat today's opponent Kufus. If Anjie is a dark horse this season, then Koufus is a star center who has already made a name for himself in high school.

Like Anjie, Coopers is not an American, but from Greece, the birthplace of the Olympic movement, except that Coopers came to the country of basketball when he was in high school.

The Sven-looking boy has been a big hit in the high school league in the United States, and it's not uncommon to cut off a double double. This experience is very similar to Anjie's experience of being born in the NCAA. So far in the regular season, Kouvers has averaged 14.4 points, 6.7 rebounds and 1.8 blocks per game, although the average data per game is not as good as Anjie's 18.2 points and 10.1 rebounds, but this is because Kouvers's state suddenly declined in the middle of the regular season, and his stats were lowered too much. However, no one knows when this tall man will regain his strength, so no one dares to underestimate him.

At the start of the season, Koufus was considered a top-10 player in this year's NBA Draft. However, for some reason, he suddenly did not play well in the middle of the regular season, which also caused his team to almost lose hope of making March Madness. However, in the final few games, both Koufus and Ohio State University improved their form, and it was at this juncture that the Whirlwinds met them.

"He shot 65.6 percent from the field and 42.9 percent from three-point range! Kufus is an opponent with a bigger shooting range than you! Don't let him shoot, I'll send Asakin to form a two-center lineup with you, and when Kufus pulls out, I want you to follow him every step of the way, and the inside line will be relieved to be protected by Asakin! Rickard glanced at Anjie after speaking, this kid has never let himself down, and I hope he will do the same today.

"I'll be like Anthony. Ben sticks to his opponent like that. Anjie patted Ben's shoulder, who was sitting next to him.

"Listen, you may feel negative and sad about Maurice's misfortune, but have you ever thought about how uncomfortable Maurice himself is! I really hope that you can help him realize this crazy March dream and bring the team to the national round of 64, and this is the biggest reward you can give him for his hard work! Tell Morris that his efforts were not in vain! Let's play! Ricard pushed open the door to the dressing room, and the buzz in the stadium was immediately heard.

An Jie looked at the two-layer jersey he was wearing, and felt that his whole body was full of strength. On the jersey, Anjie's name is underneath Morris, and they still play side by side on the pitch.

"Let's go, Morris, it's our turn." An Jie lowered his head and kissed the two jerseys on his body, and then rushed out of the players' tunnel with Taylor, who was in the lead, and the rest of the team.

Morris watched live on TV from his hospital bed, with his teammates coming out of the tunnel consistently, how much he wished he could be on that team, how much he wished he could be on the court. Now his teammates are in a circle on the court, a ritual they must do before the game, but now Morris is lying in the hospital, out of the way.

He wanted to turn off the TV to escape reality, but he couldn't press the off button on the TV remote. It's a team he considers his family, and the players on the pitch are his brothers! How could I abandon them at this critical moment! Morris simply threw the remote control aside and stared at the TV screen in silence.

"Good performance, only if we win, we will have a chance to give this gift to Maurice." Before the two sides jumped the ball, Taylor touched Anjie with his elbow.

"No one can stop us today." An Jie changed his usual modest tone, and after hammering his chest twice, he walked towards the center circle with two layers of jerseys.

Look at it, partner, you're still with us.