Basketball Crunchy Shark

Chapter 54

The surprise came too suddenly, Max suddenly had 1 yuan in money, so excited.

Billups on one side has not recovered from the blow, who is he and what is he doing?
A group of new and old Pistons players looked at Billups with some sympathy. This guy has been miserable recently. He is so old, and he is getting harder and harder in practice because everyone knows why.

: "Don't lie, it's not only my $1, but you also said that you will pass the ball to Lin properly." Max has a good memory, but he doesn't dare to mention cleaning shoes for a dime.

Billups kind of wanted to hit the kid.

In the conference room, the reporters wished they could shoot all the film and video tapes in their hands, and put the microphone into Lin Sa's mouth. The Piston Four Tigers followed Lin Sa, happily rubbing a lot of shots.

By the way, I sighed in my heart: Lin Sa is really a man.

Ben Wallace: "Lin Sa? Oh, I take good care of him. He is very suitable for our team. I believe he will be our Detroit hero."

All right, you are the boss, everything you say is right.

Rasheed Wallace: "Lin Sa? He trains very hard. Yes, he is a model for many young players on our team. After all, many rookies only want big contracts and don't want to improve their skills. Lin Sa has done very well in this regard."

This, Rashid, you are a little guilty, obviously every day when you chat with Da Ben, you will complain about Lin Sa's attitude is not serious.

The little prince: "Lin Sa? We are very good friends. Yes, I am teaching Lin Sa to defend. After all, this is our team's specialty. I believe Lin Sa will adapt well to the team."

Prince, won't your conscience ache? We've known each other for so long, and we haven't spoken more than ten words.

Hamilton: "Are you taking pictures seriously? Yes, it's you, Mr. Reporter, please take good pictures. We have a very good relationship with Lin Sa. Yes, Lin Sa even invited us to drink a few days ago. What, bullying? Of course not, it was Lin Sa who bought us a drink, and I helped him get it."

Yes, you helped me, helped me get the bottle that I bought for you...  

A mere press conference completely refreshed Lin Sa's understanding of the villains of the Pistons. Why are they so humble?

If the five Pistons heard Lin Sa’s voice, they would hug each other and cry. Except for Daben’s occasional appearance on camera, Rasheed Wallace almost appeared in front of the camera when he was verbally criticized. Either he was blown off by the referee or he was blown off by the referee. The other three were even camera insulators.

To be able to sit in front of the camera in a serious manner like today, without being remembered to dig a hole, for the Pistons, it is like a dream.

After dismissing the satisfied reporters, Lin Sa went to the stadium silently to start training. The five Pistons have not yet recovered from the joy and shock, and they are still diverging their thoughts for the time being. Sometimes Lin Sa really doesn't know how old these people are, they are naive.

Practicing hard, of course, Lin Sa's behavior looks like a pain in the ass to others, but when he is practicing and having fun, he doesn't care about paddling.

Day by day, the preseason is getting closer and closer. This year's Pistons are very strong, perhaps at a historical level. The starting five will have no shortcomings. They will collectively defend and have a deep bench lineup. Okur, Campbell, and Williams are all super-quality role players.

Rasheed Wallace suddenly declared that his wrist was injured. Yes, the reason for the injury was so hard-core, and it had no effect on the game at all. It was just a bandage that needed to control playing time.

Lin Sa was not a pure rookie either. When his name was included in the starting lineup, Lin Sa understood that Rasheed was injured. Although the reason was unknown, the Pistons coaxed Lin Sa very strangely.

I don’t like this, Lin Sa really doesn’t like this, although I can’t say I like this team, but at least, no matter how strong an individual is in basketball, it’s a piece of the puzzle for the whole. Every victory should be a victory for the whole, but Lin Sa is excluded. There are no rules, and there is no bullying. It’s just an invisible red line between people, which isolates the distance between Lin Sa and the rest of the Pistons. Feel free.

It was another day of basic training. Lin Sa bought drinks for everyone as usual, and everyone greeted Lin Sa warmly, drank the drinks, and passed the ball to him. Now no one cares whether Lin Sa is serious about training. Just like that sentence, no one kicks a dead dog.

The more the practice became more annoying, Lin Sa began to leave early, at first it was only half an hour, then an hour, and gradually, Lin Sa might not be seen for the whole afternoon.

: "Coach, you really don't care about Lin Sa, if this goes on, there will be problems, and you don't want to see him become the second AI." Daben is very good at chatting, and his words are piercing.

Old Brown decided to double Big Ben's training today.

"Ben, everyone has their own way of life. I can see that Lin Sa wants to integrate into the Pistons as a whole. Of course, this is also what we need, but this is not now. He still needs time, and we also need time. Don't worry, I am already a gray-haired old man, and Iverson will not happen. Moreover, I have resumed talking with Iverson recently, don't you know?"

There is a black line across Da Ben's forehead, why do I want to know about your master and apprentice.

: "You are the boss now, what you say is up to you." Da Ben was about to go back to training, and there was really no way to chat with this old man.

: "By the way, Ben, let's improve your joint defense. In a while, you will take Max, Hunter Hamm and the others to play a team practice with Rasheed, Billups, Hamilton, Prince, and Okur. Come on, I am optimistic about yours, our trump card."

Daben almost fell down on the spot, what a trump card, Lynch is not in good shape now, and his timing is not good when shooting. Basically, three-pointers rely on himself and seven-pointers rely on God's will. Hamm is a defensive player, but his strength is just that.
The house that Lin Sa rented was a two-story residential house, not considered a luxury house, but it also had a yard, a simple court and a gymnasium.

Holding the ball, Lin Sa ran frantically on the court, making every shot seriously, while Becky Lynch watched quietly, a little distressed, and occasionally smashed a piece of wood with her thigh...to add to the fun.

(End of this chapter)