Basketball Myth: Super Guard

Chapter 372 Syracuse University Orange Team
Syracuse University, male dormitory.

This dormitory is very spacious, with one bedroom and one living room, bathroom with balcony, sofa TV, and even a small kitchen, just like a small apartment.There are two chapter beds side by side in the bedroom, and only Qin Hao and Butler live there, which is considered very good.

This was specially arranged by the school for the two of them. Ordinary students could not enjoy this treatment. Only basketball or rugby team players, as well as some high school students could enjoy this treatment.

"Starting today, we are students of Syracuse University." Butler lay on his bed in the dormitory and said with emotion: "I originally wanted to go to Marquette University, but I didn't expect to come to Syracuse University in the end. "

"What, regret it?" Qin Hao asked with a smile.

Butler stood up and said, "How is it possible? In fact, no matter where I go, it doesn't make much difference to me. I can play with you, and any team is fine."

Qin Hao was moved, and threw the basketball in his hand to Butler: "Come on, it's time for us to meet our new teammates."

The two tidied up casually and left the dormitory.

George just came to look for the two of them and wanted to take them to the arena. Seeing that Qin Hao and Butler had changed into their jerseys and sneakers, he immediately smiled: "It seems that you can't wait."

"Yeah, let's go." Butler urged.

"Okay." George agreed, and led Qin Hao and Butler through the tree-lined campus to the school's basketball court.

Before he walked in, Qin Hao heard the sound of the basketball colliding with the floor. He looked at Butler, the two of them smiled knowingly, and followed George into the arena.

Sure enough, there were players training in the arena.

The NCAA has strict regulations on the game time, including the training time of the players. According to the NCAA regulations, training is not allowed before October 10th every year. Spend more time on study.

After October 10th, the team can conduct standardized training until December 15st, a total of only six weeks.

During these six weeks, the coach must complete tactical drills, teamwork, technical and tactical explanations and training, and physical training for players, etc., so as to prepare for the next game.

Moreover, the strict NCAA even stipulates that during these six weeks, players cannot train more than 10 hours a week.

And obviously, ten hours a week is too little, not enough for any team, any player.

Fortunately, this "training is not allowed" refers to standardized training under the guidance of coaches and teaching assistants. It means that there can be no more than 4 coaches and instructors (coaches) on site. In fact, as long as it is within this limited rule, Train however you like.

So in fact, the players will also train before October 10th, but most of them will carry out some individual targeted training, small-scale tactical cooperation, etc.
At this time, the players are doing free training. Some are practicing shooting, some are practicing breakthroughs, and some are practicing running and defense.
"Who are those two?"

"It should be new players. I heard that one is a transfer student and the other is a high school skipper. Both of them received full scholarships."

"Both get full scholarships? Why?"

Seeing Qin Hao and George coming in, the players on the court stopped their movements one after another, looked at Qin Hao and Butler from a distance, and whispered.

Qin Hao is also looking at the players on the field, these people will be his teammates in the future.

Scanning around, Qin Hao suddenly saw a familiar face, and Butler saw it too.

There was a black guy in the crowd, but his hair was dyed white. He was thin and thin. He was the flat-headed guy I had seen in Rock Park.

Brother Pingtou also saw Qin Hao and Butler. He was shocked at first, and then depressed. He was Butler's defeated opponent, and he really didn't want to see Butler.

"These two guys turned out to be my teammates." Brother Pingtou grimaced, feeling a little ridiculous, is he so unlucky?

"Qin, Jimmy." Team coach Fox smiled and waved to Qin Hao and Butler, "Haha, you just came to the school to report today, right? I thought you would come to the arena tomorrow."

Seeing that Qin Hao came to the arena on the first day and changed his jersey and shoes, Fox was very happy. He likes such players.

"coach."

"coach."

Qin Hao and Butler shouted.

They had met Fox before and were no strangers.

Coach Fox was a lean white man in his fifties, his blond hair long gone to silver.

He has coached at Syracuse University for seven years and has led Syracuse University to March Madness more than once. His coaching style is changeable and unpredictable, like a cunning fox, plus his name and "Fox" homonym , So it has the nickname of "Silver Fox".

But in fact, Coach Fox is a very humorous and gentle coach. He patted the arms of Qin Hao and Butler, nodded at George, and then turned around and clapped his hands: "Assemble."

A group of players put down the basketball and quickly stood in a row beside Coach Fox.

Coach Fox pointed to Qin Hao and Butler, and introduced: "Let me introduce you, these are your new teammates, Qin Hao and Jimmy Butler."

Qin Hao and Butler also stepped forward to introduce themselves, but a group of players looked indifferent, as if they didn't answer.

This made Coach Fox feel very embarrassed, and roared: "Is this how you welcome new teammates?"

Only then did the players introduce themselves one by one with a look of reluctance.

In the end it was Brother Pingtou's turn. He was not as indifferent as the others, and he even spoke reluctantly. Of course, he was not very enthusiastic. He only introduced himself plainly: "I am Ed Davis. , a freshman this year."

After some introductions, Fox waved his hand to signal for everyone to disband, and then said to Qin Hao and Butler: "Go too, warm up first, and we will play a match later."

"En." Qin Hao nodded, but he didn't rush to warm up. He exchanged glances with Butler, and came to the side of the flat-headed brother Ed Davis.

"What are you doing?" Brother Pingtou was startled.

Butler smiled and said, "Ed Davis? I think Qin gave you a better name, Brother Pingtou. Hey, what's wrong, aren't you happy to see us?"

"Should I be happy?" Brother Pingtou struggled for a while, but failed to struggle away. Then he looked at other players, but only watched from a distance. No one came to help him. He sighed resignedly, and said, "I was killed by you guys." Now, others will definitely think that I am with you."

"Oh." Qin Hao increased the strength in his hands, and asked with a smile: "Tell me, what's going on?"

(End of this chapter)