NBA super point guard

Harden was obviously still awake from his drunkenness and his face was flushed.

"LI, you are my big brother, good buddy, I am very happy here, your skills are higher than mine, why the team wants to trade you away, I can't figure it out, those bastards, bastards!" Harden Displeased, full of complaints.

"I asked Scott yesterday, and he just advised me to think about it!"

Harden obviously couldn't accept this fact.

Li Muhua smiled wryly, the incident happened suddenly, not only Harden, but even Li Muhua himself couldn't figure it out.

The Thunder's lack of insiders is a well-known fact in the league. It is difficult to make money in a small ball market. Presti can only develop the team through trades or drafts.

Harden has grown a little beard on his chin, barely looks like a good boy, and is very easy to talk to. He has a good relationship with Li Muhua in the team, and it is not tiring to work with him.

Li Muhua and Harden belong to the same type of players. In terms of offense, they can partner with each other to find more open opportunities.

"James, you know, I am also reluctant to leave. This is the team's choice. We have no choice at all, and the team can't give me what I want. In terms of my career, leaving is not a bad thing! "

Li Muhua patted Harden's shoulder to comfort him.

Harden immediately raised his head: "Believe me, Li, after I have the right to speak, I must be with you!"

Li Muhua nodded and hugged Harden.

Among the team, only Collison called to congratulate him, giving advice as a senior. As for the others, they didn't want to face this deal.

Including Westbrook, Durant and Green.

There are not many players who can really come together and work together for many years. As players, they are just a tool for the team to make money.

Presti doesn't believe in acquired growth, and only wants to look at the current talent data.

Oklahoma, this is only where the dream begins.

After Li Muhua went to the University of Oklahoma to say goodbye to Jessica and Hansen, he sent his parents to the plane to Dallas, and then came to New York with Doyle.

The town of Cold Spring is a back garden in New York, a tourist attraction.

Brian Rowling with a gray beard stood at the entrance of the tavern for a long time.

"It's Daddy!"

Doyle stretched out his head and waved his hands repeatedly.

After saying hello, Brian took Li Muhua into the tavern.

The waiter brought over a glass of draft beer, put it there and left. Li Muhua was a little restrained. It was the first time he saw Doyle's father, and he was very nervous. He didn't know whether he should drink it immediately.

Mainly because of Brian's background, Li Muhua was taken aback.

This uncle is definitely not the king of football, but a man who can be called the king of football.

For example, the Hudson River that flows through Cold Spring is on the other side of the famous West Point Military Academy, and Brian is the assistant coach of Coach Mike Krzyzewski (Old K) at West Point.

Many iron-blooded defensive concepts are exactly the experience that old K accumulated when he was teaching at West Point.

This is the gift that Doyle wants to give Li Muhua.

Just considering the degree of injury, Brian didn't point out the posture of a military academy.

What Bryan is good at is not tactics, but developing according to the characteristics of players, such as offense or defense. The old coach K still invites Brian to Duke University for a period of time every year.

An old man who knows how to live, put his family here, and it can be seen that Brian enjoys it.

There are very few people in the league who know Brian like this kind of worldly expert.

After learning about Brian's deeds, Li Muhua was intimidated.

Brian wears glasses, is potbellied, and has a large tonnage. It's hard to imagine that this is Doyle's father, and he looks like either the boss or the cook.

No coach has ever looked this fat.

"You boy, what kind of shit is that called!"

Brian picked up his beer glass and cursed.

Before that was over, Brian pointed at Li Muhua and yelled to the surroundings: "Guys, this is my daughter's boyfriend, NBA player, future All-Star, superstar, let's get to know each other!"

"okay!"

The tavern was full of neighbors, all laughing in good faith and raising their glasses to celebrate.

After drinking it in one gulp, Brian wiped his mouth: "But you are very intelligent in playing basketball, only fools rely on their physical talents to play!"

Li Muhua originally thought that Bryan would continue to scold, but he didn't expect Brian to praise him instead. However, Li Muhua also knew that his physical fitness was really poor, and after some hard work, he barely reached the average level of the NBA.

He was traded by the Thunder because of his physical talent.

With the help of Ultrain, Li Muhua gained a firm foothold in the NBA.

"Mr. Brian, you're going to help me, aren't you?"

Li Muhua immediately realized that his performance in the competition had been recognized by the old man.

Brian didn't say much, instead he asked Li Muhua to drink two large glasses of beer before leading them out of the pub and back home.

The next day, Brian asked Li Muhua to come to the backyard, a crude half-basketball court.

Li Muhua began to follow Bryan's instructions, doing simple dribbling and shooting, as long as the movements were not too intense, these would not affect Li Muhua's recovery.

"stop!"

Bryan stopped, and then said: "I have watched your game, whether it is offensive selection or grasping the rhythm of the game, you did very well, but you are too entangled in talent, or your physical strength is not very good!"

Li Muhua was ashamed. Many abilities were given by Ultrain. To put it bluntly, the three-pointer in his arsenal was not bad.

"Look at Steve Nash and Jason Kidd. The reason why they can gallop on the court is not because of their good physical strength and how accurate their shots are, but because they adjust their state through rhythm changes and affect other players' performance!"

"I think you need to improve in terms of rhythm, which is one of the main reasons I asked Doyle to bring you here!"

"I always think that grasping the rhythm of the game is the most important thing!"

Li Muhua didn't understand.

"No, kid!" Brian shook his head: "The rhythm of the game we usually talk about, the rhythm of shooting, the rhythm of dribbling, this is the same as when we walk, we need body coordination, so as not to fall!"

"don't know!"

Li Muhua was straightforward.

Bryan didn't care so much, and continued to babble: "This is also the state when I don't understand your game. Sometimes shooting has no rhythm at all, and sometimes it pays attention to rhythm!"

This shows that the old man really took it seriously. Sometimes Li Muhua used his own ability to shoot, and sometimes he used super brain calculations.

Later, because of the extended playing time, he basically relied on his hard-working three-pointers in the game.

"In the past, your running position and passing were only average. Of course, it was much better than many players. Later, I realized that I was wrong. You are still improving!"