Chapter Twenty-Six, Big Brother, I Want to Play Basketball!
"Stupid pig, defense doesn't make you only pay attention to the person in front of you, be optimistic about his passing route, don't let him catch the ball easily, how many times have I told you, is your brain in water!"
"Whether it's offensive or defensive, run, move! Didn't the team pay you such a high salary to make you stand on the pitch in a daze! ”
"Don't let the person with the ball have the space to burst directly to the basket, I don't want to see anyone make this kind of low-level mistake again, whoever makes it again, after the training game is over, consciously run around the court for 10 laps and then rest!"
Larry Brown on the training ground today was particularly irritable, and the coaching staff standing beside them also had a sad face.
Who would have thought that when the team was on the rise, the team's main small forward would be forced to miss at least a month because of such a ridiculous thing as slipping in the bathroom.
This is a crucial period for the team to hit the regular season standings!
Because he felt that the original playoff ranking mechanism was a bit old, this season Stern patted his head and changed the original way of determining teams in the playoffs according to rankings to a regional system.
The league divides its 29 teams into two divisions and six subdivisions based on geography, with the Pistons and Pacers both in the middle of the Eastern Conference region.
According to this year's new rules, the first place in each region will be ranked in the top three according to the winning percentage, and then the rest will be ranked according to the winning percentage
If their wins are not as good as the Pacers, then according to this fucking new rule, even if they play the second-best overall record, they can only finish fourth in the Eastern Conference playoffs, play the fifth team in the East in the first round, and then meet the Pacers in the second round!
Larry Brown is confident that he can beat the Pacers after strengthening the lineup, but he also believes that playing the Pacers will definitely be a tough battle.
Originally, the Pistons were at a disadvantage, and seeing that they hadn't played a few games after the reinforcement, the starting small forward had to recuperate from injuries until the playoffs!
Even if Mo Wen surpassed Prince statistically with less playing time some time ago.
But Larry Brown still doesn't like him, or Mo Wen's defense.
Collis's stats were better last season, but with Larry Brown, his playing time has now been reduced from averaging 25 minutes per game last season to less than 10 minutes per game.
Those who can defend well off the bench don't necessarily meet the requirements of a starter.
"Mo, the team will put you in the starting game for a while, but only if you defend up to Larry's requirements."
"Since you're a rookie, we don't expect you to be at the level of 'Little Prince', but we can also see that you are also talented defensively, although not as good as Little Prince, but we believe that if you work hard enough, you can support the team's wing defense······"
Woodson was giving Mo Wen a request for Larry Brown, and Mo Wen nodded his head like he had dealt with a leader in his previous life.
He is not uncommon for Larry Brown to give him the status of a starter like a handout, and the status of a starter is more of a burden for playing until he spits in the dungeon.
You can't shoot casually, you have to be sprayed if you make a mistake in defense, and you don't have much money, why.
If he could, he would even like to give all of that playing time to Milicic.
If nothing else, he will apply for a trade to another team after making a little bit of money in the playoffs, and it is really painful to have to resist the urge to hammer people in his heart every day in the Pistons.
Seeing that today's training world was almost over, Mo Wen thought about taking Milicic to the boxing gym to vent his anger, and he didn't take two steps to see Larry Brown reprimanding the poor young man again.
"Duck, what did he do wrong again, and he was caught by this old bastard?" Mo Wen poked Billups, who was secretly observing from the side.
"Oh, Oku was seen by the old man just after the three-point game with Dak, the old man felt that they were wasting time and not doing business, Oku was reprimanded and let go, and Dak defended a little, and it turned out like this."
Billups sighed and shook his head.
Billups has also proposed to the coaching staff to increase the team's three-point shooting, as long as a few more three-pointers are arranged each game, the opponent's defensive lineup can be pulled apart, increasing the team's offensive space and offensive efficiency.
However, the coaching team directly dismissed it, and the argument they gave was: not to mention the low three-point shooting rate, it is also easy to create long rebounds that can make the opponent easily counterattack and fast break. The lineup can't be pulled away, and it is also convenient for the Pistons to compete for offensive rebounds.
Facts aside, there is nothing wrong with this.
But the fact that we can't ignore the fact that the Pistons don't shoot many three-point shots, but two points longer is not a lot at all.
Two points longer than three points is a step away, so how much worse can the shooting percentage be? A three-point shot is worth 50% more than a two-point shot!
Billups, who had suffered losses in his youth, didn't argue with the coaching staff, anyway, what you say, and he doesn't need to have such a strong sense of ownership as a middle-class player.
"This old dog, forget it, for the sake of his dog's life, I have to go out."
Mo Wen could see clearly that Milicic's hand behind his back was already pinched to death.
Milicic, who has been injected with a sense of rebellion in this world, is not the good baby in history who will not resist, and if Larry Brown really didn't have a lot of heavy words, he might really taste the saltiness of his tofu brain.
Of course, Mo Wen is more worried about Milicic, this young man's elbows are already much thicker than when he first came, if he is really a boss, he may have to go back to the lawsuit.
Milicic's $4 million foreign debt to the team has not yet been repaid, and if he goes back to a life lawsuit, even if he doesn't go to jail, he will probably have to take out a loan to work.
"It's been almost a year, you haven't recognized who you are, is it what you should do to shoot 3 points, do you have the ability to shoot 3 points on the court? Yes!? You..."
Larry Brown was still poking his finger at Milicic while admonishing, but Mo Wen quietly approached from the side.
"Excuse me, coach, I want to ask, why is it that the same big man, Rashid can shoot threes, but Duck can't?"
As soon as Larry Brown's words froze, he turned his head and stared at Mo Wen with murderous eyes.
"Huh? Are you questioning me? ”
"I'm just asking for advice, coach." Mo Wen's eyebrows were raised, but there was no intention of asking for advice on his face.
Larry Brown straightened his tie and tilted his head.
"Then I'll tell you, you listen to Duck too, Rashid has been playing in the league for 8 years, he's already a top five power forward in the league, he's mature physically and technically, and you, ha, are just a baby who just learned to walk in basketball."
"What you have to do is to grow up slowly under the protection of adults, instead of being arrogant and standing on the stage and trying to express yourself."
"You will have a chance in the future, but now, it doesn't belong to you, understand!"
"I'll say it one last time, now you just have to do what I ask and do what I need, not what you want, and if anyone can't recognize himself anymore, I'll let him go to the dressing room and look in the mirror until he understands it and come back. Especially you, Mo! ”
He knocked Mo Wen and Milicic on the chest with his fist, as if he wanted to knock his will into Mo Wen and Milicic's bodies, and then Shi Shiran left with his hands behind his back.
"Oh, that's it, it's boring, and Duck is gone."
Mo Wen patted Milicic, who was speechless, and didn't take Larry Brown's words to heart at all.
Similar "workplace PUA", he didn't eat this set when he was a waste in his last life, and he will care about these things when he has become a wall in his life.
This kind of can't even cause Mo Wen's mood to fluctuate.
"I'm sorry to bother you, boss."
When he arrived in Mo Wen's car, Milicic held back such a sentence.
Listening to his slightly trembling voice and clenched fists, Mo Wen smiled with relief.
"Okay, you know you're angry? It's kind of promising. ”
"Remember what the old bastard said today, and your current mood, he will be the motivation for you to become stronger."
"I've been with you for a long time, and I sometimes wonder if you really love basketball, Duck. At one point, I even felt like you liked boxing a little bit more. ”
"But whether you really love basketball or just want to make a living out of it, I want you to remember what you just did and how you feel right now."
"Even if it's not for the so-called 'career', you have to fight for your identity as a man."
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"Duck took a leave of absence today?"
Rashid looked at Milicic's empty closet and asked Mo Wen curiously.
Aside from the guy's time on the court (such as throwing a towel in Sabonis's face), Rashid is actually a kind person off the court, and in the original history, Rashid was one of the few friends Milicic in the Pistons who could talk.
"This kid went to the boxing gym with me yesterday and got injured." Mo Wen replied with a kind smile.
Rashid:???
"Was he beaten?" Big Ben next to him leaned over curiously and asked.
"That's not it, it's just that he hit the sandbag for half an hour yesterday, and he didn't pay attention to break the boxing gloves, and he injured his hand."
Mo Wen said nonchalantly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
Rashid/Big Ben: Good guy, I'm straight good guy!
Yesterday's Milicic was really long-lasting, and the intensity of that crazy punch lasted for half an hour, stunned the people around him, and even a few girls wanted to ask for Milicic's contact information, but Mo Wen glanced at the images of the black girls and fat girls and helped Milicic stop them.
He felt that Milicic would thank him when he found out.
And after some time, after venting the anger in his heart, Milicic directly lost his strength, not to mention the contusion of his finger, and also consumed the glycogen on his body, but fortunately, the boxing gym has sugar water all year round, so Milicic was not allowed to smoke it directly.
And what impressed Mo Wen the most yesterday was the last thing that Milicic said in his car crying-
"Big brother, I want to play basketball!"
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Mo Wen became the starting player of the Pistons, and the news shocked the media in the Chinese sports world.
As early as when Mo Wen was still a substitute, many media boldly speculated that Mo Wen's efficient performance on the bench estimated that it would not be long before he could become a starter, but he didn't expect them to guess.
Although some Detroit-based media corrected the news because the original starter Prince was injured, no one cares about these details anymore.
Huaxia's second NBA starter, Mo Wen is a cow beer!
Although Dazhi has been playing as a substitute since joining the NBA, he also played a starter in the Mavericks last year, but Dazhi's performance in that starter was not good, and no one remembered it.
More and more reporters are flying to Detroit, and Yang Ma is also planning to negotiate with the NBA to buy the broadcast rights to the Pistons game.
And Mo Wen knew that he was popular again in Huaxia because of his agent who had no sense of existence.
"Mane Mane, there are so many endorsements, Mo, you are about to become a rich man!"
In fact, Mo Wen has been targeted by some large domestic companies for a long time, but everyone is not sure whether Mo Wen can play it or is still waiting and seeing, if he can't stand in the NBA like a bus, then even if Mo Wen's image is good, it's useless.
As Mo Wen's results on the bench are getting better and more stable, some people have already moved their minds, but considering that most of the domestic eyes are on Da Yao, it is still unknown how much attention Mo Wen can attract.
But when the news of Mo Wen being promoted to the starting lineup came out, it was like a starting gun on the track and field, and he didn't rush at this time.
What razors, toothpaste, mineral water, milk, and some first- and second-tier sports brands, all contacted John (Mo Wen's agent).
Of course, the endorsement fee given is not much, and the endorsement fee for a year can be as small as 500,000 soft girl coins and as large as 150,000 knife music, but it can't stand a lot, and it adds up to almost 1 million knife music.
This group of guys all wanted to gamble before Mo Wen was fully developed.
Of course, aside from these domestic ones, what excites John the most is that he also received offers for Nike, Adi, Reebok, and sneaker contracts.