Chapter 67: Discussion
"What are you thinking?"
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"What's the experience?"
"We won!"
"That's it? You're not in the wrong head, are you? Sima Shenji made a gesture and put his hand on Li Changgeng's forehead.
"Don't make trouble, don't disturb Li Changgeng to think about the problem."
"Me? Hehe, then tell me the results of your thoughts. What does it mean to 'we won'? ”
"What do you think of the quality of the Australian team?"
"Very strong!"
"It's not just strong, I think they're even better than us."
"Huh?" Sima Shenji tilted his head and thought, "Even if that's the case, what does it matter?" ”
Li Changgeng seemed to be very dissatisfied with Sima Shenji's tone: "What is called even so, this is my conclusion after careful consideration. ”
"Well, like you said, they do surpass us. Now tell me what you've thought about it. ”
"Stupid, didn't you say it, we won!" Li Changgeng glanced at the idiot, and his eyes turned white.
Sima Shenji reacted immediately to Li Changgeng's white eyes, climbed onto the bed, pressed the person on the bed under him, and stretched his left and right hands under the opponent's armpits to scratch - tickle!
The effect is immediate, "Hahaha...... Woowoo...... Spare your life! "I'm afraid of itching, this can be regarded as a major weakness of Li Changgeng and Li Changgeng.
It's a pity for such a big man!
It wasn't until Li Changgeng begging for mercy under him couldn't stop screaming that Sima Shenji finally let go.
"Isn't it time to continue with the conversation? What does this have to do with us? ”
"Nonsense, the other protagonist of this game is us. Isn't it unusual to be able to press the opponent for the whole game, even though his strength is not as good as the opponent's? ”
"Anything can happen on the pitch, and it's not a myth that the weak beat the strong."
"But if I were Australia's manager, I would be depressed. Obviously, his team's victory was stronger than that of his opponent, but the whole game was pressed on the head by the opponent. ”
Sima Shenji disagreed: "If I were him, I should reflect on whether I am a competent coach." Their players have worked hard and it is only the coach's responsibility to lose the game. ”
"The responsibility of the coach?" Li Changgeng was surprised, "Can you put the responsibility for the loss of the game on the coach like this?" His surprise was not just on his face, he never really thought about what the game had to do with the coach. It's not unheard of the team's poor record and the dismissal of the coach, but he has never been impressed. In Li Changgeng's understanding, the game is played by the players after all, and no matter how clever the coach is, he can't replace the players. Even though he once led LUC as a coach, he didn't really think how much influence he could have on the game as a coach, and it was always the overall strength of LUC and his own performance on the court that determined the game.
A good coach can make the team stronger by integrating the players into a whole, but can a good coach change the outcome of a game of disparity? Winning from the weak always depends on the hard work of the players on the pitch. This is Li Changgeng's entire understanding.
Shallow!
Sima Shenji seemed to see Li Changgeng's inner thoughts, and with the same white eyes as Li Changgeng just now, it felt like he was looking at an incorrigible idiot.
Li Changgeng was angry, but he couldn't refute it. At the moment, he himself felt that he was quite an idiot. The course and result of today's game has seriously subverted his "common sense". The strength of the two sides is obviously superior to the Australian team, not only himself, but also Sima Shenji, Li Zheng and others are not shy about this - compared to the domestic media, the young players are more daring to face this fact - but the result of the game is very different from the strength of the Chinese youth team who won the game. The result may have been haphazard, but what really speaks for itself is the course of the game, except for a brief lead in the first quarter, the Australian team was almost always pressed by the youth team, and finally lost the game in frustration.
This is definitely not a "normal race"!
Sima Shenji finally didn't make Li Changgeng depressed for too long, and said: "The strength of a team should not only be the strength of the team members, but also the level of the coach. The Australian team's players may be better than your Li Changgeng, but their coaching level is better than our Coach Geng - the white-haired old man of the Australian team lost in the competition between the two coaches, which also determines the final outcome of the game of the team they commanded. ”
"You're saying that the coaches sitting on the sidelines decided the game?"
"It's not as exaggerated as you say, it's us who are playing on the field. The two teams meet to see who has more advantages, who can maximize their own advantages and contain the opponent's advantages. In the overall competition between the two teams, we were almost tied with the Australian team, but with the off-field coach's command, our advantage was slightly higher than that of the opponent, so we won! Do you understand? ”
Li Changgeng shook his head.
"What a fool, I've seen a tug-of-war game, when the two sides are evenly matched, whoever can increase their strength even if it is only a little bit will win."
"You mean the straw that broke the camel's back?"
"Right!"
"It turns out that the coach is a straw in your heart!"
"Wrong, whatever, there are two straws!"
The four eyes met, and the two of them burst into laughter at the same time.
Although he seemed to belittle Geng Xiangzhi to worthless, Li Changgeng still heard his respect for Geng Xiangzhi from Sima Shenji's words just now. After the laughter, he asked tentatively, "In your heart, is Coach Geng really a very good coach?" ”
Sima Shenji seemed to be very dissatisfied with this question, and glared: "Won't you judge for yourself?" ”
Li Changgeng was stunned: "I just can't judge before I ask you!" ”
Sima Shenji was stunned, and his heart quickly brightened. From the first time he participated in the league to the current World Youth Championships, Tao Ran was the only coach before him in my basketball career, and he really didn't have much opportunity to compare Geng Xiangzhi as a good coach.
In other words, today's achievements are completely self-taught by their own efforts. Looking at Li Changgeng's familiar face in front of him, Sima Shenji couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart. Admire? Sima Shenji quickly shook his head, as if he wanted to drive this word out of his mind.
After entering the national youth team and receiving Geng Xiangzhi's teaching, Li Changgeng vaguely knew that Geng Xiangzhi was a very good coach. But he didn't know exactly how good it was. Just like today's game, Li Changgeng, who lacks tactical literacy, cannot appreciate Geng Xiangzhi's cleverness.
Therefore, when Sima Shenji mentioned it, Li Changgeng, who had a first glimpse of the mystery, had the idea that "Geng Xiangzhi may really be a very good coach".
Sima Shenji's long-term gaze made Li Changgeng feel unnatural, and changed to an expression of "Li Changgeng is so afraid": "Don't look at Li Changgeng like this, Li Changgeng doesn't like men!" ”
"Die!" Sima Shenji swung his fist over.
The atmosphere is relaxed again.
……
Sima Shenji sat cross-legged on Li Changgeng's bed, sitting upright, while Li Changgeng, who was lying on the bed, leaned on the head of the bed and sat up, ready to listen to Sima Shenji's introduction to Geng Xiangzhi.
"The most telling fact about a coach's quality is his record. Five years ago, when Geng took over, it was still a first-class team, and now we are the second team champion of the Shanghai Sharks. Moreover, in the past five years, not a single foreign aid has been introduced, and all the players, except for the players who played with the team from the second division, were trained by Li Zheng and I from the youth team. This kind of achievement is unmatched by any coach in China......"
"Just like today's game, Coach Geng's on-the-spot command can be said to have reached the pinnacle level......
"In terms of the team's coaches, Coach Geng is top-notch, but he is most respected by the players because he is a coach who really cares about the players, especially the young players......"
“…… After graduating, Li Zheng and I stayed in the youth team for two years, and we were called into the senior team after we were sure that our physical fitness and technical level were mature enough. Coach Geng has always been very cautious about the use of young players, you better not let yourself get injured, it is absolutely impossible for him to play with an injury like in the league. ”
"Do you know I'm jealous of you?" Sima Shenji, who had been talking endlessly, suddenly came out with such a sentence.
Li Changgeng was surprised: "Jealous of me? ”
"Actually, it's not just me, maybe Li Zheng feels the same way!"
"Why?"
'I've never seen him value a player as much as you do. Li Zheng and I are both his personal disciples, and Li Zheng is still his nephew, but neither of them seems to be as important as you in his heart......"
"Is he very important?"
Sima Shenji rolled his eyes upward, with an unbearable look: "What an idiot!" Don't you feel it at all? ”
Li Changgeng nodded weakly.
Sima Shenji, who was rolling his eyes, seemed to have rolled his eyes too hard to drive his body, put his right hand on his forehead, and leaned back on the bed, shouting: "Oh my God, such a dull guy is actually regarded as a genius by the coach, what kind of world is this!" ”
The "sluggish guy" didn't know how to blush, but when he heard this, he was complacent, and said, "It turns out that he sees that I am a genius!" Haha......"
With seven smoking, rolling his eyes, foaming at the mouth, and his limbs twitching, Sima Shenji was one step away from being in the immortal class. The man who escaped the clutches of death pressed the young man with an idiotic smile under him, and he slammed it hard, which can be regarded as a breath of anger in his heart.
The topic continues.
"Start your sluggish mind and think about what a big wave it is to recruit a sixteen-year-old college student into the national youth team. With such good news, media reporters are not flocking to it. However, during the training camp of the national youth team, did a reporter come to you and ask you questions? ”
Li Changgeng shook his head.
"Didn't you think about why?"
"Isn't it closed training?"
"Stupid!" A slap in the face, "If it's not because of your genius, why do you want to train in a closed field?" ”
Li Changgeng covered his head and didn't dare to refute. In the past, every time Sima Shenji exploded, Li Changgeng either covered his head to dodge or counterattacked, so "docile" was really unexpected by Sima Shenji, but it felt really good. Sima Shenji, who lifted Erlang's legs, continued: "The fully enclosed training for more than a month is unique among national teams at all levels. Geng instructed you to get rid of the pressure the news media gave you. ”
Li Changgeng suddenly realized and nodded frequently.
"Do you remember Coach Zhu Yu?"
"Remember!"
"He is the head coach of our youth team and the assistant coach to Coach Geng. Because your stupid foundation is too poor, the coach specially invited him to the national youth team to tutor you. ”
"Hmm!" Li Changgeng woke up like a dream.
"Did you count how long you played in three games?"
Tilting his head sideways, he recalled, "It's almost more than seventy minutes!" ”
"It's really more than 70 minutes, and the coach only lets you play about 25 minutes in each of the three games, whether it's a substitute or not. Li Changgeng said that the coach's on-the-spot command is top-notch, and every minute you are on the field is carefully calculated by the coach. It can not only ensure that your strength is maximized, but also ensure that you will not be too tired as a Chang Gung. Coach Geng has always been very cautious about the use of young players, and you are only 16 years old, so of course you are more cautious in using them! ”
"Oh!" I see!
……
Li Changgeng "suddenly realized" for a while, and "woke up like a dream" for a while, and his reaction was unusually calm. But is he really that calm? Sima Shenji's eyes flashed on Li Changgeng's face, stretched his waist, and sighed: "I'm tired, go to sleep!" After saying that, he climbed into his bed, and after a while, there was a snoring sound.
In the dark room, there was no sound other than Sima Shenji's gentle snoring.
On the bed, Li Changgeng, who had his eyes open, tossed and turned for a long time and did not fall asleep - he seemed to have forgotten to close his eyes before he could fall asleep.
Sima Shenji's words were heard in his ears, and Li Changgeng's heart was not as plain as his reaction, but he was unwilling to show his inner turmoil in front of others as a self-proclaimed mature man, even if it was his best friend Sima Shenji. In fact, his face had already written the excitement in his heart on his face, otherwise how could Sima Shenji happen to be sleepy at that time and have to go to bed?
The Geng Xiangzhi described in Sima Shenji's words is a completely different Geng Xiangzhi from the Geng Xiangzhi he knows, and his understanding of Geng Xiangzhi was established some time ago.
The first time I met him on the court, he was a drunken middle-aged man with a crumpled suit and tie hanging casually around his neck. Throw off your clothes and roll up your sleeves to compete with a sixteen-year-old child you meet for the first time on the court, and you can be proud of a child after winning a battle by relying on your strong body. Holding the child I just met in my arms and calling him a brother, lying on the ground of the court is so comfortable that it seems to be sleeping in a five-star hotel. At this time, Geng Xiangzhi's image is a typical bad middle-aged person.
The second time they met, they were still on the court, with a bad smile on the corner of their mouth, a witty look in their eyes, and a spring tongue to persuade Li Changgeng to join the national youth team.