Chapter 12: Orlando in the Early Morning
"Joel Embiid, who played 25 minutes, scored 18 points, 10 rebounds and had four blocks, when he was on the court, there is no doubt about his impact on the game."
"That's right, when Joel is there, the Philadelphia 76ers have been in control of the game, and Orlanders have nothing to do with him!"
With the commentary coming out of the big screen, Wu Rui, who came out of the bathroom, wiped his head while watching the video replay of today's game.
Originally, after the game, Frank Vogel summarized the game, but Wu Rui felt that it was far from enough, so when he returned home, he turned over the live commentary video of ESPN's game today's game on the Internet.
Why bring a narration?
Because Wu Rui not only has to look at the performance of the players on the court, but also listen to the commentator's analysis of the game situation, combined with Coach Vogel's summary after the game, so that he can understand the tactical points of the NBA team faster.
It's just that the more Wu Rui looks at it, the more unpleasant he feels in his heart.
"Is this guy really in high school to get into basketball......
Looking at the screen, the Philadelphia center who did whatever he wanted under the basket, Wu Rui couldn't help but mutter, although he didn't believe it in his heart, but after the game, he checked Embiid's encyclopedia on Wikipedia, and when the facts were in front of Wu Rui, he could only choose to believe!
Moreover, Wu Rui didn't know if he didn't check, and he was shocked when he checked it.
Embiid was not even as strong as he is now!
Looking at the photo of Embiid in high school attached to the encyclopedia, and then comparing it with Embiid who completed the deduction on the screen at this time, Wu Rui couldn't even believe that this was the same person!
In his mind, in the last game, Coach Vogel's words rang in Wu Rui's ears again, and Wu Rui finally understood the coach's purpose of letting him sit so close to him.
That's not to make Wu Rui ready to play, but to tell Wu Rui: Look at the same young player on the field, he is talented, and at the same time, he is more diligent and hardworking!
"If you want to play, you need to train harder."
Silently, Wu Rui rewatched the video again, but this time, he watched the highlights, and this highlight was not someone else's, it was Joel Embiid's performance at both ends of the offensive and defensive ends.
Perhaps, Wu Rui is a frontline player, and he can't learn anything by watching the highlights of the center, but Wu Rui just wants to keep in mind that if you want to play, you have to double your training!
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
In Orlando, USA, in the Orlando Magic team's training arena, as soon as the sky was dark, there was a young Asian player standing on the side of the court, posing for shooting, shooting over and over again, retracting, swinging arms, and shooting again!
Sweat slid down the young man's forehead, down his neck, and onto his arms, and during the whole process, the young man's movements were still very coherent, and his eyes were as resolute as if there was a ball in his hand, and he was not affected by his own sweat in the slightest.
And this young man is none other than the Chinese rookie selected by the Magic in the second round of this year's draft - Wu Rui!
After watching the video all night last night, he couldn't sleep at all with excitement, so he got up early the next morning, washed up casually, stuffed two slices of bread and ran to the team's training hall to start his shooting posture training today.
"Oh my God, who did I see?"
After a while, at the door of the training arena, Magic head coach Frank Vogel rubbed his eyes and looked at Wu Rui who had just waved his arm in front of him: "Michael, you have to tell me, this is not a dream." β
"Certainly not a dream, Mr. Frank."
Seeing Coach Vogel, Wu Rui just wanted to stop his movements and say hello to him, but was stopped by the other party's gesture asking him to continue training.
"Michael, I always thought you were a rookie who trains on time, but I didn't expect you to be so unpunctual."
While asking Wu Rui to continue the training of the hand posture, Vogel walked to the side, and felt a little more good for Wu Rui in his heart.
In yesterday's game, Vogel pulled Wu Rui to his side, just to let the team, a young newcomer, take a good look at the really talented and hard-working players, what kind of results will be achieved.
Looking at Wu Rui, who continued to shoot, Vogel was very pleased, it seemed that he had understood his good intentions.
"Michael, arm a little higher." While Vogel was relieved, his eyes flashed, and he was keenly aware of the changes in Wu Rui's shooting hand, and corrected him, and at the same time, he continued to ask: "Maybe there are too many times, how many groups is this?" β
"Don't just practice hard, you can actually take a proper rest."
Wu Rui's deformation, in Vogel's opinion, is likely to be caused by physical strength, although he likes newcomers who train hard, but he also doesn't want to see his players overworked because of training.
"Coach, this is the thirtieth group." Wu Rui raised his arm and continued to shoot.
"Thirty groups?"
Hearing Wu Rui's answer, Vogel chuckled in his heart, just like this, Wu Rui couldn't stand it anymore, how could such a physical fitness be different from what was shown on the side of his body before?
"Yes, Coach Frank, I've done the previous hundred sets." Seeing the coach's puzzled look, Wu Rui hurriedly added: "This is the second time today that there are 100 groups. β
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The second hundred sets?
It means that the previous 100 sets of shot training have been completed?
Vogel's eyes widened, and two horrific facts came to mind.
Counting the 10,000 shots in the first group, up to now, Wu Rui has made at least 12,000 shots!
That's it, after your own correction, you can still maintain the standard shooting posture without deformation!
His physicality is really outstanding!
Moreover, he has made 12,000 shots so far, which means that Wu Rui came at least a few hours earlier than himself!
Looking down at the clock on his wrist, Vogel subconsciously blurted out: "Michael, when did you come?" β
"Five or six? I don't remember exactly. Wu Rui shook the sweat on his forehead, a little helpless: "Originally, I wanted to pay tribute to the great Kobe Bryant, but I really couldn't get up." β
"You might be a player to be honored by somebody else someday." Vogel looked at Wu Rui, who was sweating like rain, and said from the bottom of his heart, but soon, he made a straight face again: "But, Michael, I want to warn you, if your muscles are tired because of this basic training, then I won't let you play in the next game." β