Chapter 65: Draft Waterloo
"With the thirteenth pick in the 2003 draft, the Memphis Grizzlies selected Marcus Banks from the University of Nevada. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”
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"With the 25th pick in the 2003 draft, the Detroit Pistons selected Carlos Delfino from Argentina."
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"With the 27th pick in the 2003 draft, the Memphis Grizzlies selected Kendrick Perkins, a high school student from the Netherlands, Texas."
Hearing this announcement, Yang Long sighed in his heart, something was wrong with the situation of the draft.
His teammate, Dundee Jones, was drafted by the Boston Celtics with the 20th pick, and the Pistons and Grizzlies first-round picks who tried him out individually have both run out.
"! What the hell is going on? Yang Long was anxious, and with the Grizzlies selecting Perkins with the 27th pick, he knew he was out of the first round. Which pick do you want to choose me? ”
"With the 29th pick in the second round of the 2003 draft, the Detroit Pistons selected Andres Greenkiss from Greece."
The Pistons used up the last draft pick of the draft.
At this moment, Yang Long only felt that a hope in his heart collapsed.
"Actually lost?!" Yang Long rubbed his hair, "What the hell is going on!" ”
Wu Shuang couldn't help but feel heavy when she saw Yang Long's painful and desperate appearance, even she felt a sense of sadness in Yang Long's body.
"Where are you going?!"
Yang Long didn't give Wu Shuang a reply, and left the draft site.
By the time Wu Shuang and Chen Hao followed outside the door, Yang Long had already taken a taxi and left Madison Garden Plaza.
"Where will he go?" Wu Shuang looked a little anxious, she had never seen Yang Long's gaffe, let alone leave her alone tonight.
"Maybe he needs to be quiet." Chen Hao glanced at the neon on the streets of New York, and until the last moment of the draft, he couldn't believe that Yang Long was defeated.
No one is enough to understand Yang Long's feelings, he once gave his life for basketball, and he has paid everything, sweat and torture for basketball for more than ten years...... Just when he thought he was going to be selected for the NBA and start his journey, fate seemed to play a huge joke on him.
"you!" Walking alone on the bustling streets of New York, Yang Long cursed madly in his heart, and now he felt a force in his chest, "I can't choose TM TM average 17 points and 8 assists per game?" Jones, who averaged just 17 points per game in his senior year, was selected in the first round! ”
"it!" Yang Long's heart was in turmoil, he saw a nightclub with bright lights and walked in...... Yang Long needs to numb himself with alcohol.
"Hey~" The drunken Yang Long's voice was a little choppy, "It's me...... I'm Yang Long, what's wrong...... What's the matter with me, who are you? ”
"I'm Wu Shuang! Where are you now? On the phone, Wu Shuang was worried when he heard Yang Long's current state, and Wu Shuang knew that the streets of New York were sometimes not so calm.
"Wu Shuang, Wu Shuang, wow...... Woo......" Yang Long actually cried, he felt aggrieved, he felt aggrieved, and he felt even more disappointed, "You told me this is not true, you told me that the draft has not started yet!" ”
When Wu Shuang and Chen Hao found the drunk Yang Long on the streets of New York, it was already past the early hours of the morning.
Seeing Yang Long, who was drunk, delirious, incoherent, and vomited, Wu Shuangzai couldn't help but cry. She felt heartache for Yang Long, but she couldn't think of a way to comfort Yang Long, she knew basketball and knew the weight of being selected for the NBA in Yang Long's heart......
In the hotel room, Wu Shuang caressed Yang Long's cheek lovingly.
The drunken Yang Long let out a few yells from time to time, and he shouted why God was playing such a joke on him.
"Wu Shuang!" Yang Long suddenly grabbed the jade hand that was caressing his face, "Wu Shuang, I want you!" He pressed Wu Shuang under him, and his hands began to roam over Wu Shuang's body, kissing Wu Shuang's red lips with a mouth full of alcohol.
Being pressed under Yang Long, Wu Shuang did not resist, if giving her body to Yang Long can make the current Yang Long feel more comfortable, then she is willing. From the beginning, her body was Yang Long's.
Yang Long only felt so tired and tired, whether it was in his heart or body, in the end he couldn't support it and fell asleep......
Wu Shuang was ready to dedicate herself, but she didn't expect Yang Long to fall asleep on her body like this, she tried her best to put Yang Long on the bed, and lay down next to Yang Long and fell asleep......
The next day, when Yang Long woke up from a drunken state, he only felt a splitting headache. He looked at his stripped clothes and struggled to remember what had happened last night - it was a nightmare!
"You're awake!" Wu Shuang walked out of the bathroom in pajamas and saw Yang Long sitting up on the bed.
"Hmm." Yang Long still couldn't remember how he came here, he looked at his faded clothes and Wu Shuang in pajamas in front of him, what was the situation? This......
"What are you going to do?"
"What else can I do?" Yang Long didn't know what to do, he didn't even know why he was defeated, he didn't know how he could get out of this nightmare, "I messed up!" Yang Long covered his head in despair, because of the pain of drunkenness, and because he had completely lost his direction now......
"There's always a way!" Wu Shuang sat next to Yang Long, "This is not the Yang Long I know!" ”
"What do you think of Yang Long?" Yang Long raised his head and looked at his lover in front of him, she was still by his side when he was in the most difficult time.
"The Yang Long I know will not admit defeat because he knows what he has to do, and he knows that he will be able to succeed!"
Did you just admit defeat? Yang Long shook his head, no, even if Zheng University missed the school team, he didn't give up hope, so now he can't give up! He can no longer escape reality with the help of alcohol, and he will continue his basketball path no matter what!
The slightest power pouring into his heart made Yang Long feel a little comfortable, and the sky will descend on the people, and he must first suffer his mind!
Looking at Wu Shuang, who was wearing pajamas in front of him, with snow-white skin looming and delicious, Yang Long was hot for a while, he took Wu Shuang in his arms and kissed him affectionately.
"Let's go wash up! It stinks! ”
Yang Long first contacted his temporary agent Duffy, according to their contract, Yang Long was not selected, and now they no longer have a cooperative relationship, but Yang Long still hopes to know from him why he suffered the draft Waterloo.
"Hello, Mr. Duffy."
"I'm sorry you weren't chosen, kid." Duffy was not optimistic about Yang Long's draft prospects, and the current situation really did not surprise him, "What are your plans?" Now Yang Long has lost the right to continue to stay in the NCAA, and in Duffy's opinion, if Yang Long wants to continue playing basketball, he can help Yang Long go to some leagues that are lower than the NBA.
"I want to know why I didn't make the cut." Yang Long didn't think his Duke was doing badly, and as a result, no team even drafted him in the second round.
'It was the team's decision and I don't know what they thought. Actually, I think you're playing well. Duffy paused, "But the team is always looking to maximize the benefits, maybe it's just your bad luck, no team is willing to block it for you." First of all, you're from Duke, and everyone knows that Duke is a team with a strong system, and your stats seem good, but it's very likely to benefit from Duke's system. The second is that the team doesn't know enough about you, you were unknown when you were in China, and you announced your candidacy as soon as Duke got some scouts' attention. I have a scouting report in my hand, and about you, it basically says that you are not physically average, you may not have the strength to fight, and as an international player you have not played in any major tournaments, it is recommended not to choose you. ”
"I see, thanks."
This is prejudice, this is naked prejudice, Yang Long didn't expect that he would be questioned after Duke proved himself, Duke is indeed a team with a strong system, and he can often give full play to his maximum strength in the team, but Yang Long asked himself that his data and ability are proportional, and there is no trace of water.
Yang Long remembered Ginobili, who was as good as Ginobili in the 1999 draft, but was only selected as the 57th overall in the second round, which is the embarrassment of international players.
What's next?
Yang Long didn't know.
He opened some domestic forums and websites, and while browsing, he thought, what should I do?
After a while, Yang Long couldn't continue to watch, and some opinions about him seriously affected his heart:
Yang Long is just a player born under the Duke system, and his personal strength is like that, so he was not selected. ’
'Alas, what kind of show do you choose if you don't have that strength, you don't feel embarrassed to be selected, are you? ’
'Play NBA, come back and play CBA!' ’
From the beginning I wasn't optimistic that he would make the cut, what rubbish. ’
Yang Long's defeat in the country has attracted the attention of some people who understand the ball and trolls, Yang Long doesn't know what kind of mentality these people have, he has worked hard for more than ten years, how much sweat is only known to him, and now he is in a difficult situation, some people belittle him and even personally attack him, which makes Yang Long feel disappointed......
Although most fans are very rational to encourage Yang Long, Yang Long still can't sit idly by and ignore some remarks against him.
Yang Long simply turned off the computer, out of sight and out of mind.
But what's next?