You should cross the mountains like a brave man

Chapter 93 The Wise Vice President
Friday, December 2005, 3

Carrier Dome.

Some places are not easy to hear the name, such as the dome of the aircraft carrier.

The gym is located on the Syracuse University campus in the University Hill neighborhood of Syracuse, New York.It is home to the Syracuse Orange football, basketball and hockey teams.

Since it is a dome, also called an aircraft carrier, the number of fans that can be accommodated is naturally indispensable.

It can hold a total of 49500 spectators.

Tonight, the third round of the national championship game between Villanova University and the University of Utah will be played here.

The battle brings together two top-five picks from the June draft.

"According to reliable sources, all NBA teams have sent scouts to watch the game." David Mott, an on-site commentator on CBS TV, said with a smile.

The guests around him are also not small people.

Although this man was old, he had a crisp hairstyle and a grin like Mott's, exposing the obvious front teeth, vaguely revealing his habit of having a big mouth.

He is the legend of the college league, the creator of the UCLA myth, a Hall of Fame player, one of the top 1997 officially certified superstars in [-], and one of the most embarrassing giants in history. Larry Bird called him Bill Wharton, one of the smartest teammates he encountered in his career.

Walton laughed: "I heard that Isaiah, the top officials of the Lakers and Danny Ainge have all come to the scene."

"Isaiah? I don't believe he's coming." Mott was a native of New York.

For New Yorkers in recent years, any fan who does not hum when he hears the title of Smiling Assassin, and who does not spit at him or point his nose at him and curse at him when he sees a real person (the Assassin's height of 185 may not be able to beat fans in real fights), cannot be regarded as a qualified New York fan.

The reason why Mott didn't believe that the smiling assassin would come was because of tonight's battle. More than [-] fans gathered at the scene. Except for the top seats—those where only sniper-level eyesight can see the situation clearly—all other seats were full of people.

In this situation, if the smiling assassin dared to come, one mouthful of saliva from everyone on the scene could really drown him.

In the end he did come.

The director wished for him to die and deliberately turned the camera to the smiling assassin walking towards the VIP box. The boos at the scene explained the fans' hatred and hostility towards him, but no one put the indignation in their hearts into action.

Besides, the four burly men who accompanied the smiling assassin didn't seem to be vegetarians.

"Gillen, your news had better be correct!"

In the VIP box separated from the Celtics and the Knicks, the distinguished guests from Los Angeles are trying to make him feel better.

For him, the time when he wasn't working was to relax, to let loose, just like his dad did when he was young.Smoke the best horses and play with the best women without affecting your physical and mental health.

Jim Bass has always wanted to be like his father, but unfortunately he only inherited Dr. Bass's hedonistic nature. As the second generation, he is no more talented than the Chinese son who doesn't mind how much money his friend has.

Gillen Germain knew that the uncle is currently on vacation in New York. Since 2004, Buss Jr. has gradually mastered the right to speak for the Lakers, but the transcripts he handed over did not satisfy his father and Kobe.

This year, he hired Rudy Tomjanovich. However, the tactics of the Lakers and Tang Shuai were incompatible. Kobe, who was the most emotional in history, couldn't stand the new tactics and repeated failures.

In February this year, Tang Shuai took the initiative to resign.

This incident symbolized the collapse of the Lakers in the 2004-05 season.

Jr. Bath's good sister complained afterwards that, except for Dr. Buss, Jr. Buss hardly communicated with any other staff members of the team when deciding on the new coach.

Throughout the year, Kobe, who went to extremes, complained and complained. God couldn't get used to his trash talk, so he was injured all over his body and stopped working.

Even God can't get used to Kobe's trash talk, how can Tang Shuai bear it?Leave halfway.

Led by an assistant coach, the Lakers instantly dived from the edge of the playoffs to the lottery zone, so they will start to make a fuss about the draft three months later.

Although Bass is only the vice president of the Lakers' operations department, he has a veto power over the scouting department. He had already targeted Andrew Bynum, a talented high school student. He just arrived in New York and wanted to find a corner to relax, but was invited by his own scouts to watch the game in a dome-style arena filled with 40000+ spectators.

"Dad was right not to build Staples into a dome-like arena!" Even the best marijuana couldn't contain the irritability of little Bass, "It's so fucking stuffy in here! Can you imagine Jack Nicholson sitting in a stadium with 40000 people? Just thinking about it makes you fucking hot!"

Germain could only submit a series of observation reports on Wei Xia from the scouting department over the past two years: "No. 33 of the Wildcats is the key person we will observe tonight."

"I thought you were looking at the Aussie from the University of Utah." Buss Jr. took a look at the scouting report and said contemptuously, "I have to doubt your professional ability. You actually have your eye on that 6-foot-5 power forward?"

Gillen laughs: "On the eve of the 1997 draft, the Celtics tried out Keith Van Horn and claimed he was an athletic version of Larry Bird, and they would do anything to get him."

"Damn it, the Boston guy doesn't have a good thing, do you think everyone else is stupid?" Little Bass almost pointed his nostrils at Gillen's face.

How stupid are those who believe that "Wish" is a power forward?
Gillen only hopes that Wei Xia's performance today can attract the attention of Bass Jr. He knows better than anyone else that if this master doesn't like it, even if everyone in their scouting team kneels down to beg him, Wei Xia will not put on the Lakers cap and shake hands and hug Stern.

At this moment, he could only say to the wise vice president: "Yes, it looks like a fraudulent marketing now, but there were not a few people who believed it at the time. According to our follow-up and observation of Wish over the past two years, we believe that this rumor is a malicious smear from a competitor. You must have been misled by someone."

"is it?"

Little Bass was stunned for a while, and the horse had already worked.

He couldn't help but slapped his thigh: "Damn it, those bastards with pig brains are feeding me some bad information. If it weren't for you, I would still be kept in the dark!"

I just don't know what kind of creature's head the VP has to believe that "Wish" is a 6'5" power forward.

The probability is about the same as that of a pig's brain.

Research shows that pigs aren't stupid, they're just lazy.

(End of this chapter)