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Chapter 320 Strong and Weak
Chapter 319 Strong and Weak

PS: Chapter 3 entered the small black room yesterday.

"Coach, the Times reporter is here."

Zhao Yuanzheng said after getting the news.

Dave Anderson walked into Louie's office "fully armed" with an office bag, notebooks, and pens, ready to take notes at any time.

"I hope my arrival will not affect your training." Anderson said calmly.

"No, it just so happens that we also want friends from the media to see a real Knicks team." Louie said with a smile.

Anderson agrees: "I'll write everything I see, good and bad."

"Compared to those who only have bad eyes, your approach can be regarded as a professional model." Louis blacked out Anderson's colleagues, and then walked to the court with his coaching staff.

The players have stood in two rows.

Ewing, who has gained 6 pounds, does not seem to have changed significantly.

Ball, who has gained 3 pounds, still doesn't look like a human being, and his height of 231 centimeters makes him too attractive in the crowd.

Anderson pulled out his camera and took a picture.

Louie cleared his throat and said, "Before the start of training camp, what I want to say is that only Patrick's position on this team is stable. Everyone else may wander back and forth between the starting and the bench positions. Only the best players can play, understand?"

"Next, we will play a match, and I will get the jersey when I read the name."

Louie seems to be improvising: "Patrick, John, Tony, Gerald, Louis."

"You are the white team."

"Charles"

Just as Louis was about to register, he was interrupted by Oakley: "Coach, you can call me Oak."

"Okay, Charles Oak." Louis continued to read, "Spot (Weber), Dell, AC, Manute, you are the black team."

Louis didn't realize until he read the roster that there were still too many insiders.

Antoine Kyle asked, "Coach, what about me?"

"Next time?"

"Why am I excluded?"

"It's not your fault, Antoine." Louis explained, "Although I was looking at you just now, I was actually thinking about who is on this team, but I just didn't think of you."

"I don't want to play alone," Kyle complained.

"You're a grown man, you should know that sometimes you can have fun alone."

"How to play?"

Louis was running out of patience: "Go to a room where there is no second person, you can play however you want, you can set yourself on fire, don't fucking talk nonsense!"

Louie's sudden turn of events shocked Kyle.

This is the first time Louis has exposed his true nature since he took office in the Knicks.

Last season, he basically didn't care about the team's record, so he didn't put much effort into coaching. Now that Ewing is in place, this is a cornerstone player.

Kyle ran away timidly, and Louis looked back at Anderson: "Will my last sentence that is not very elegant be included?"

Anderson affirms: "I'll write anything."

"Dave, you'd better think clearly. Your book is for all ages. Do you want children to learn to swear in your book?" Louie tried to make Anderson forget about his swearing.

Anderson laughed mockingly: "That's your responsibility too, not me, I'm just an honest recorder."

This reckless old boy made Louis feel helpless.

After the two sides changed their jerseys, Louie gave them 10 minutes to warm up.

Ewing successively made jumpers in the left and right short corners.

"Bobby, do you think Patrick's shooting needs to be changed?"

Louie asked the shooting coach on their team.

Sharif's opinion: "We'd better not do anything until his shot is severely limited by his shooting motion."

The shooting action requirements for mid-range and long-range shots are different.

Louie doesn't want Ewing to go the same way and become a player who is only a threat in the middle distance.

If it is a long distance, Ewing's action seems to him that the CD time is too long, and it is difficult to catch and shoot after the pick-and-roll is opened.

At the start of the game, Ewing easily won the jump ball.

The coaches of the white and black teams are Tomjanovich and Phil Jackson, respectively.

Because it was only a match within the team, the coaches of both sides called a timeout at most.

The first goal of the white team, Tony Campbell showed the attributes of a ball bully.

He knew that Louis likes players to shoot three-pointers, so he took the ball from the outside and opened his hand to shoot.

He clearly misunderstood the word "like".

What Louis likes is not this kind of reckless shooting, but a shot that creates opportunities through tactical cooperation.

Campbell's kind of ball is the prerogative of Larry Bird and Dale Ellis.

One of them is a superstar, and the other shoots 40% of the three-pointers when he just entered the league. He shoots casually for this kind of person, and Louis doesn't care.

Campbell's words, his first ball made Louie frown.

His three-pointer popped up head-on, and Ewing didn't have a block. He predicted that the ball would not go in, so he chose the middle route, ran in, and used his unparalleled athletic ability to jump head-on.

AC Green couldn't stand him at all. Ewing grabbed the ball and violently scored through Green's body.

This shot reminded Louis of Porzingis' top ten goals in his rookie season-grabbing a rebound with his right hand at Madison Garden and making a dunk across Aldridge.

Anderson asked Louie, "Coach Lou, how was Patrick's shot?"

"generally."

This kind of ball that relies on the body to eat, unless it reaches the historical status of Carter leaping over the French center, or James' "The Block", he will basically not be shocked.

After all, it is from the future, and I have seen all the balls.

After Ewing made the dunk, the black team's defender Tudou Webb used his speed to pass Stockton, who was unable to keep his weight down. Unexpectedly, he pierced the white team's heart like a poisonous thorn.

The speed was extremely fast, and Ewing saw someone coming inside. Because he was brainwashed by John Thompson day and night at Georgetown University, "You have to play like a fucking Bill Russell", so he saw any opponent who wanted to break through the basket, as if he was looking at an enemy.

He actually ignored the AC and jumped out to help defend,

Webber is small and tough, but his brains aren't broken.

Seeing Ewing staring at him, he naturally took advantage of it and threw the ball into Luis Auer's hand.

AC jumper hit.

"John Thompson's a bastard!" Louie cursed.

Anderson smiled: "Do you mind if I include this sentence?"

"It's better not." Louis said helplessly.

Anderson said, "Unless you tell me why John Thompson is a bastard."

"After this game is over, I will answer all your questions." Louis really wanted to play black, but now is not the time.

Anderson looked forward to it: "Yes."

The white team's offense was once again handed over to Ewing.

Stockton didn't know that he had missed his perfect lover on the court, and Malone, who was a perfect match with him, could no longer come to him.His current partner is Ewing, who is expected by everyone to rule the NBA like Sampson, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar and others.

Stockton hits the ball to Ewing.

In the low position, facing AC, Ewing made a classic Georgetown University "whether you are 1.7 meters or [-] meters, I, Ewing/Mourning, will show you with skills today" turnaround jumper.

Ewing hit the iron with a jumper.

"Patrick, do you play courteously? The man defending you is AC, do you want me to tell you his height and weight?" Louis couldn't hold back, "He's even a virgin!"

"Damn, is it true?" Robinson was surprised when he heard this.

Louis said with a smile: "This news is true, he is a devout believer."

"Whether it's true or not, it's not an ordinary person to spread such information." Robinson paid more respect to AC.

For the black team, Weber obviously has speed and courage, and his mind is clear.

His speed was so fast that Stockton chose to stretch two meters away.

Webb lobs the ball to Oakley.

Oakley has always been a thug and a rebounding machine in the fans' impression. In fact, he has a very good mid-range shot.

He can be regarded as Reggie Evans with a height of 2 meters, a mid-range shot, and a little support.

He fired a shot and shook Al up.

The strike was given to Ball who cut in.

Ewing decided to challenge Ball's height with talent.

The result is ugly. With Ball's length of 231+259, no one on earth can stop him from hitting high and laying the basket.

Ewing's defense failed, and Ball scored with a layup.

"Monster, how did this guy fall to the second round?" Robinson was surprised by Ball's height.

Louis snorted softly: "Until he finishes gaining weight, he won't become a monster, at most he will be a strange species that looks like a monster."

This time, the black team let Ball guard Ewing.

Ewing knew that at an altitude of 231+259, he would be blocked if he turned around and shot a jumper, so he made a hard top, turned around, walked to the bottom line, jumped to the basket, and scored with a rebound.

At this point, Phil Jackson requested a timeout.

"Phil, do you want to win so much?" Louis joked.

Jackson was smiling, but he was absolutely serious about the game: "Since it's a test match, we should play with a higher quality."

After all, he led his players off the court to discuss how to deal with Ewing.

As the team's chief assistant coach, Tomjanovich doesn't care as much as Jackson, he doesn't care about winning or losing.

This confrontation match has only one purpose, which is to let Louis see clearly the strength and characteristics of the players.

Since Tomjanovich took over the team with Ewing, every attack of the white team must be carried out around Ewing.

It takes a game to let Louis see Ewing's weight clearly.

Jackson called a timeout in order to win the stalemate, and may play more of Ewing's stuff.

Louis supported them in doing so, and now we are waiting to see how Jackson makes moves.

After the timeout ended, it was unclear what move Jackson would make. Ewing himself first exposed his most painful flaws in front of the big reporter.

(End of this chapter)