You should cross the mountains like a brave man

Chapter 123 I Want To Improve Too Much, Coach

Other Weixia can't guarantee that the massage skills of the two Vietnamese aunts are super excellent.

Wei Qiu finally told Wei Xia the truth. In that half-hour of blissful world, he completely forgot about Lala Darby.

The following is a conversation between him and his brother when they ascended to the Elysium.

"Philly, do you remember Lala?"

"Which lesbian is Lala?"

"Yeah, how come there is such a weird name."

"It sounds familiar. Is she a good person?"

"God knows."

After the massage, Wei Xiaduo gave a 10% tip to the two aunts.

Wei Xia relaxed his muscles and bones, and fell asleep very smoothly.

old time

He thought the old days would make him skip the big day he was looking forward to as usual, but it didn't this time.

At this time, John Havlicek was in New York on March 1962, 3.

The 1962 NBA Draft takes place today.

After the end of last season, the Chicago Packers changed their name to the Chicago Zephyr, and the Philadelphia Warriors moved to San Francisco to become the San Francisco Warriors. The No. 1962 pick in the [-] draft was in the hands of the West Winds.

Although racial discrimination is prevalent at the moment, businessmen are snobbish after all. Bill Russell's success in Boston has made other teams want to improve the team's competitiveness by drafting a 6-foot-9 black center.

The Westwind therefore selected Bill "The Hill" McGill of the University of Utah. The reason why this person's nickname is Xiaoshan instead of Dashan is directly related to his stature.Judging from the later development, he is not worthy of the No. [-] pick, just like the passerby who is the second pick.However, he is the first player in recorded history to frequently use the turning jump hook to score in the professional arena. Due to years of knee injuries, his performance has always been mediocre and he has not been able to go further.

Then we skip through a string of names that aren't worth scrutinizing—Dug Haug, Zemour Beatty, Ryan Chapple, Wayne Hightower, Leroy Ellis, and then Wesha hears Havlicek's name and he gets up.

The draft in the 60s was far less ceremonial than his era.

There is no top talent this year, and the team is just a routine. When Wei Xia saw Red Auerbach, he stared at him for a long time with a pair of sharp eyes, and then stretched out his hand and said, "Welcome to join, kid."

Wei Xia responded: "Thank you, this is my honor."

Wei Xia followed Auerbach to leave the draft and ate nearby.

Auerbach asked many questions, and if Wechat himself were to answer them, he would not be able to understand the answers.He was Havlicek at this time, and when he heard Auerbach's words, the answer naturally appeared in his heart, and Wei Xia just spoke Havlicek's heartfelt voice.

Before the start of this draft, there was a voice that Boston hoped that Auerbach would choose local white players to attract fans to buy tickets.As long as you are familiar with Auerbach's habits, you will understand that he has no interest in picking his hometown star to fight for the box office. At the same time, he also likes to pick the No. [-] star in a first-class university team. In addition to the fact that his strength may not be inferior to the No. [-] core, the traits of being content with the spotlight are more helpful for accepting bench work, and it is more helpful for the Celtics who already have many meritorious veterans.

"After a while you will come to the team for training. Everyone wants to see you. Don't be restrained. They are not man-eating beasts." Auerbach's voice seemed to be filled with sand. "If Sam or KC want to give you some color, just shake them off. Those two guys will definitely not be able to catch up with you.'

Wei Xia kept nodding.

Through Havlicek's impression of the Celtics, combined with the news instilled by his grandfather since childhood, Wei Xia will never have a good impression of the Celtics.

The team itself is fine, the city, the fans here are faulty.

For example, today, in 1962, the Celtics won five championships in six years. The great foundation of eight consecutive championships has been half completed at this time, but the attendance rate of the old Boston Garden is pitifully low, because it is full of disgusting niggers who bring honor to the city.

If someone throws this in the face of Celtics fans, they'll just tell you they prefer highbrow hockey to nigger sports.

Wesha also combined the pomp and circumstance of Havlicek's retirement campaign with the idea that racism is deeply entrenched in Boston.

They didn't like the nigger movement when Bill Russell was there, and when Havlicek retired they delayed the opening time by eight minutes with the loudest cheers.

Why?They suddenly like the nigga sport?
To put it bluntly: the core players leading the Celtics are no longer the niggers headed by Bill Russell.It was Havlicek and Dave Cowens, two white superstars.

In the same way, the ability of the Magic Birds to join hands to save the NBA in the 80s has the most direct relationship with Bird, the leader of the Green Kais, who is completely white.

Rodman said that if Bird's skin color turned black, it would be a common thing. However, it was precisely Bird's white body that made the league use the endless power of the media, wrapped in the legacy of racial discrimination in the 60s and 70s, to completely cause black and white opposition on the field. Not only the Los Angeles people supported the Lakers, but also black people across the United States.It is not only Bostonians who support the Celtics, but also white people across the United States.

What would the '80s have been like if Byrd had been black?
The more Wei Xia thinks about it, the more he feels that the older generation of Celtics are worthless. These idiots are not worthy of so many good players.

"Sir, can I ask you a question?" Wei Xia asked.

"You can ask any questions you want." Auerbach's tone of voice is only a lit cigar, which is the most classic image of a bishop in the hearts of fans.

Wei Xia tried to change history again: "Can I find a shooting coach? My shooting is not very good."

"Shooting coach?"

Auerbach’s tone is as if the Chinese living in 2020 call a strange woman Miss on the street, as if the white Americans in 2020 are yelling “Nige” in the black community, as if Chuan Jianguo posted on Twitter that “I will die for homosexuality and feminist shit”.

The bishop simply suspected that the young man in front of him was out of his mind: "You still need a coach for shooting? I'll give you a field, a ball, and you can shoot as you want. What kind of coach do you need? Boy, you are so humorous!"

Havlicek's sudden restlessness made Wei Xia suspect that this was the first time in his life that he was praised for his humor.

With Havlicek's comprehension, if he has a shooting expert to guide him, he can practice shooting earlier.If Havlicek can practice shooting, he will naturally benefit in reality, but I don’t know how much history will be changed because of this. Will Havlicek give up the top spot in the iron list because of this?

The bishop's lack of understanding had already been expected.

Wei Xia reminded himself that he was in an era where player development, tactics formulation, training, temporary work arrangements for players during the offseason, eating and drinking, fighting with referees on the field, spraying trash for players (the overall situation has been regularly smoked cigars)... etc. Everything is within the scope of the head coach's responsibility.

"No, sir."

"Time to call Coach, kid."

"Coach." Wei Xia explained seriously, "If I practice shooting alone, as long as I work hard and persist, I will eventually achieve something. I believe that hard work will pay off."

"Then what questions do you have?"

"But if there is a shooting master who teaches me to shoot, I will save a lot of time, what do you think?" Wei Xia respectfully put forward his suggestion.

Let's hope history changes!

As for whether the Celtics will have more championships because of this, he doesn't care.

After pondering, the bishop said: "Son, I've watched your game. Your athletic talent is considered the top in the league. To be honest, shooting is a skill worth cultivating for you, but it's not worth taking so seriously."

Wei Xia almost cried, is it so difficult to convince the old man in the old days?

He was nervous, excited, worried that things would not work out, and worried that nothing would change when he came back to the old days tomorrow after his mouth was worn out.

Under the influence of various emotions, Wei Xia gave Auerbach the most extreme acting skills in his life, comparable to the opening of Marlon Brando's "The Godfather": "I want to improve so much, coach."

Even stuffing a cigar into Bob Pettit's ass, Auerbach never imagined that Havlicek, whom he had observed for several years, would be so motivated.

This is not a bad thing.

"Well, I'll let the best jump shooter and rebounder in the league be your shooting mentor, right?" The bishop looked moved by Wei Xia's persuasion.

"Thank you!"

Wei Xia stood up excitedly: "Thank you! "

"Thank you!"

He said 3Q about ten times, and the bishop felt his scalp split open: "Why the hell do you speak like a British? Isn't your family an immigrant from Czechoslovakia?"

"Saury, I'm so excited, my dream since I was a kid is to have a shooting coach!"

When Wei Xia said this according to his temperament, Havlicek actually asked himself in his heart: When did I have such a dream?

You just have it!Wei Xia said in his heart.

At that moment, Wei Xia's consciousness rose to the sky, as if it was a punishment for breaking the rules. He thought he was going back to the real world, but in the end, he was brought to the pure black world.

He thought that the way to enter the pure black world was to fall asleep in the old time, but what happened at this time told him that things were not that simple.

The most astonishing thing is that the world he called "pure black" is no longer black.

The surroundings that were supposed to be dark were flickering with light, and then, countless pictures similar to small TV screens appeared, and game clips flashed one after another. From one end to the other, there may be hundreds of light curtains with fragments and some apertures of unknown objects.

"What is here"

Wei Xia stood there in a daze, not knowing how to digest what he saw for a moment.

Tomorrow one more

(End of this chapter)