Chapter 2 Draft

"Hey! Blake! How well are you resting? ā€

As soon as Griffin walked down the steps, he saw a very familiar face in his memory, his father, Tommy, Tommy was a black basketball coach, and he had successfully passed on his athletic talent to his son, which made him very proud, unlike most black people, Tommy was a very high-quality, responsible father. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Old Tommy, I think your job now is to talk to Blake's agent about his upcoming career plans, not to hang out here."

Gail, Griffin's mother, a good high school teacher, a conscientious mother, would prefer her son to be a good lawyer or doctor.

However, Gail quietly glanced at his son's bulky upper body, and pouted imperceptibly.

"Haha, my son, you look stronger, is it because this sleep has awakened your superpowers?" Old Tommy laughed and joked.

"It's exactly as you guessed." Griffin said secretly in his heart, but Griffin also feels that he is stronger now, and he has seen the ball for Riffin in his previous life, although he was also strong at that time, but he is still a rookie, but he looks like he is already an excellent NBA devil muscle man.

"Blake, Sam should have told you, the Los Angeles Clippers have promised to pick you with the first pick, so, congratulations to you and my son, you're about to become an NBA professional basketball player!"

Griffin hugged his father heavily, and in his memory, his father did a lot for himself and his brother, and this is about to bear fruit, and there is a good chance that both of his sons will be in the NBA.

"Okay Tommy, you're just a basketball coach, Blake and Taylor can easily beat you to tears, you better be honest and communicate with Sam." Gale didn't give Old Tommy face at all.

Tommy wasn't angry either, and went to call Griffin's agent with a smile.

"Mom, what about my brother, why don't you see others?"

"Your brother doesn't have such a good draft market, and he's trying to figure out how to do it now, and the draft is going to be in five days, oh my God, he's still running around, according to me, your brother should have been a good lawyer or a doctor, you know..."

"Uh, Mom, I think Sam is looking for me." Of course, Griffin is on the run, and his father is on the phone with Sam, and Tommy is also very happy about Griffin's arrival, after all, he is happy to see his son start to care about his own specific situation.

"Hey, is it Blake? How's it going today, my champion! ā€

"Not bad Sam, is my draft stable?"

"Oh my God, Blake, it's even more stable than the Statue of Liberty in America! You know what, the whole Clippers are going crazy for you after the last tryout where you performed the technique of dribbling 3 balls at the same time, and all you need to do now is get some rest.

Griffin remembered that the last time he participated in the Clippers' tryout, he was an interior player who performed a technique of dribbling three balls at the same time, which stunned the entire Clippers uniform team.

"It seems that I have occupied the body of a genius." Ren Yun muttered in his heart.

Of course, he was a genius, and Ren Yun would have been even more surprised if he had known some deeper changes in his body data.

In the next few days, Griffin adapted well to his new identity, connected with his original friends, chatted with his parents every day, asked his agent about his future plans, called his brother to care, and practiced on the court.

In short, Griffin has fitted perfectly into his new identity and new life.

Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it is June 25th, which is the start of the 2009 NBA Draft, and as the NBA's business operations become more and more successful, every bit about the NBA has gradually attracted the attention of the world.

This year's draft was broadcast live from ESPN to 203 countries and regions around the world, and after some rookies opted out, a total of 58 players, including 48 U.S. players, chose to participate in the draft.

By the time Griffin arrived, his parents and his agent, the entire Madison Square Garden was already crowded, and news agencies were ready to see if there was any news to catch before the draft began.

Griffin also saw some familiar figures on the scene, such as Thunder rookie Kevin Durant, and Sterling, the owner of the Clippers who promised to choose him, who also seems to be a troublesome owner.

In addition, there is also Ellis, the star of the Warriors, and when Griffin appeared in the public eye, many media rushed to interview him, which made Griffin startled.

However, it is probably because they are afraid that Griffin will say something that should not be said, so the agent Sam and Tommy Sr. hold Griffin tightly and walk all the way forward, not giving Griffin a chance to speak.

However, Griffin found a rookie who was not inferior to himself or even slightly more lively in the interview formation, fixed eyes, tall body, handsome face, charming smile, Spanish golden boy, Ricky Rubio!

"Hmph, the handsome guy is really popular." Griffin still has some taste in his heart, in fact, he often looks in the mirror and thinks he is quite handsome, with his good figure, it is definitely a weapon to flirt with girls, but when Griffin went online, he found that many people said that he was like orangutans, apes and other species, which made him very speechless.

Anyway, Griffin finally sat down in his place, and the scene began to slowly fall silent, waiting for David Stern to take the stage to announce the official start.

Griffin couldn't help but start looking around, yo, this black boy, his beard hasn't grown out yet, isn't it the bearded Harden in his previous life, yo, what's the name of this tall man? Flipping through the pamphlet, oh ~ Tabitt, yo, this baby-faced, Stephen Curry, and the pothole-faced black teenager not far away is DeRozan.

There are also several familiar faces, "I am really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon this year, and the star success rate is not a little high." ā€

Soon, the lights dimmed, and when it was brighter again, Stern was already standing on the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 2009 NBA Draft, I'm David Stern, welcome!"

Then came some polite words, but Griffin felt fresh and listened attentively, and it was not long before these polite words ended.

Stern looked at his face and nodded slightly to the other side, marking a small room with the Clippers logo coming out of a small room and handing a small note to David Stern.

David Stern took the note, opened it and looked at it, his expression still smiling, and he cleared his throat.

"2009 NBA Draft, Los Angeles Clippers No. 1 Pick in the First Round......"

Griffin's heart also tightened, he could feel that his parents and his agent were a little nervous, and the name that was about to appear in the next second was related to millions of dollars in salary income and the long-term efforts of his brokerage team!