023: Henson's Holiday

The game entered the fourth quarter, and James. Harden's shooting percentage is still not improving. Today, the most read name by ESPN's narrators is Wesley. Matthews. This guy is not only eye-catching because he wears a handwritten number jersey, but also because of his excellent and tough defense, which makes the Thunder's Tanhua show look gloomy.

With 2:18 left in the game and the Thunder trailing by 18 points, their coaching staff waved their hands and replaced Tanhua. In the last battle between the two sides, the Pacers only narrowly won by 3 points. This time it's just because of a Wesley. Matthews's changes, and the result is a world of change.

Looking at the dull-eyed expressions of the Thunder coaching staff, they will definitely be scolded by general manager Presti when they go back.

In the end, the Pacers lifted the championship trophy in the Orlando Summer League. Although it was only a small summer league title, Bird smiled with satisfaction when he saw the team win the cup. Summer League wins, that's a good start, at least.

The Pacers' No. 13 rookie this year, Zhu Brown. Holiday became the MVP player of this Summer League, and the first person he hugged after taking the trophy off the court was Henson. After all, it was the arrangement of this Chinese assistant coach that made Holiday reborn on the court. If this tournament had been played in Vogel's style, Holiday might have been out of the ordinary.

That's what Bird admires about Henson, he knows how to scout and use players. This is something that those tactical maniacs will not understand for the rest of their lives.

And after the team won the championship, Henson was also very pleased to hear the electronic sound that he had foreseen a long time ago, and it seemed that he had another reward to choose from.

The experience of being an interim assistant coach in the summer league is really gratifying.

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After the summer league in July, Henson finally had his first vacation as a scout. But this holiday season, Henson was not in the mood to travel to various parts of the United States. One is because Henson doesn't have much money in his pocket now, and the other is because Henson is completely obsessed with the coaching textbooks that Vogel recommends to him.

After a few games as an interim assistant coach, Henson found that he seemed to enjoy the feeling of being in control on the sidelines more than he was about flying around digging for gold. The players you choose by yourself still have to use them yourself, which is the most comfortable. If the selected player is used by someone else, the pot will still fall on him as a scout.

In Indiana University's library, Henson is completely silent in the world of basketball, which is made up of books. In a place like Indianapolis where basketball is strong, there is an inexhaustible supply of Henson's books to study.

Of course, Henson isn't just a workaholic now. He had a life of his own, a friend of his own. On top of that, it's still a young and hot female friend.

When Henson picks up Angeli in a car he borrowed from Bird. By the time Lanadivivi was in Ranadivie, the skies had darkened in Indianapolis.

For a real "white rich beauty", Angeli originally had more tourist attractions to choose from, but she parachuted into Indianapolis instead, and also left her friend Abby. Hornacek. Indiana, though known as the "crossroads of America," is not a tourist city.

So why did Anjiali resolutely decide to go to this ancient land? The reason is simple, Angeli is not here for the Indianapolis place at all, but because of Henson the person.

This funny scout has been lingering in Angeli's mind, and she misses every moment she chatted with Henson, as well as the cold but funny way the man looked.

So as soon as she got off the plane, Angeli gave Henson a big hug. Henson was visibly caught off guard by the fact that by the time the guy was ready to enjoy the young girl's smooth skin, he had already let go of his arms.

"I've watched all of the Pacers' summer league games, and congratulations, you won a championship your first time as a coach."

"It's just a temporary assistant coach, hahaha, I'm still a scout, a scout with a vicious eye. Let's go, I've arranged the itinerary. For the first stop, let's go to Indianapolis Motor Speedway to feel the excitement of speed and furious! With that, Henson raised his arm.

Anjiali smiled embarrassedly, took Henson's arm, and walked slowly towards the underground parking lot.

Indianapolis Motor Speedway is one of the world's most famous racing destinations. This place, what the Bernabeu is to football and Staples is to the NBA, is a dream for all motorsport enthusiasts.

In the 50s of the last century, Indianapolis paved the track with more than 3 million bricks, and as a result, the track also earned the name "brick factory".

Along with the completion of the track, the famous Indy 500 event was born. And today, Henson and Angeli were just in time for the event.

"Do you know where the Pacers got their name?" In the racing arena with roaring engines, every spectator has a small lump of cotton stuffed in their ears. Because if you don't plug it with cotton, your ears can't stand the high-decibel noise of a racing engine. So when two people want to communicate, they basically talk to each other's ears.

When Henson's mouth touched the base of Angeli's ear, she suddenly felt a tingling.

"How did it come!?" Anjiali asked rhetorically downhill along the donkey.

"In the Indo-500, the car that leads each round is called the pacers, so Indiana's basketball team bears that name." After Henson finished speaking, he secretly sighed in his heart. It's a pity that the current Pacers have nothing to do with the "leader".

As soon as Henson's words fell, the game had already begun. Everyone raised their arms high, and sure enough, motorsports can really get a person's adrenaline pumping in an instant!

After an afternoon of yelling, Henson and Angeli walked out of the race track exhausted. Henson was right to choose the velodrome as the first stop on his tour, because after the thrill of racing, the two had already played completely. In the racing track, which smells of strong hormones, the two always inevitably have physical contact. And nothing enhances human feelings more than physical contact.

In the evening, Henson took Angeli on a tour of the Museum of Fine Arts in Indianapolis. The appearance of this new museum is very peculiar, and many cultural relics from China in it make Anjiali even more dazzled.

When it comes to the artifacts from China, Henson is always able to explain them to the top, even better than the docents in the museum. When Henson explains an exhibit to Angeli, Henson is always able to attract a large number of strange visitors.

As a native Chinese, Henson has a more intuitive understanding of these things, unlike the narrator who only learns information from books. Angeli really didn't know how much stuff this scout had in his head. Because in this world, there seems to be no knowledge that Henson can't cover.

After dinner in the evening, Henson took Angeli to a local nightclub for some drink. Although this Henson in the United States is almost 30 years old, he is only in his twenties because of the crossing. Young people are always irresistible to the nightlife of the city, and Henson has been reading and studying day and night lately, and he really needs to relax.

Stimulated by the deafening music and high-concentration alcohol, when the two came out, they were already slightly drunk.

Angeli is also a nightlife lover, and when she was in college, she usually spent hours in bars or nightclubs with her friends. But every time she sees other people come out and walk with her male partner, An Jiali will feel inexplicably more empty in her heart.

Looking at the little furry children who are only staring at their long legs behind her, Anjiali will most likely choose to go directly back to the student apartment to sleep and prepare for the next day's classes. But in fact, this cold-looking girl also hopes that when she is slightly dizzy, she can have someone to rely on.

But this time, when Angeli walked out of the door groggily, a strong arm wrapped around her, allowing her to rest comfortably on the man's shoulder.

"Hey, I thought you had a good drink." Henson made a joke at Angeli, the two of them hadn't drunk much just now, after all, Henson didn't have any bad intentions. If Henson really wanted to pour it to death, Anjiali couldn't stand up now. After all, playing a game of dice, Anjiali, a little girl, is no match for Henson, a mathematical genius, at all.

Anjiali didn't answer, but enjoyed the feeling of having a man's shoulders to lean on. From childhood to adulthood, what Anjiali lacked was this feeling of being cared for by mature men.

"So, where are you staying tonight?" Henson took out his business card and dialed Carter, the driver.

"Of course it's your house." An Jiali replied without thinking, which made Henson, a calm guy, his heartbeat a little faster.