basketball player

Chapter 348 Chapter 346: Don't worry, kid
When Henson settled in Kona and drove to the training ground, the players were already warming up in an orderly manner.It seems that the mentality of the players is still very relaxed.After all, Henson didn't tell the players about his plan for 72 wins.If the players set their goal for 72 wins, they will definitely feel the pressure.Therefore, Henson said to them: "Don't care about the winning record, we just need to play every game healthy and healthy."

Although he lied, what Henson said was undoubtedly a white lie.Look at the good mentality of the players now, it's all thanks to Henson's lies.

Of course, among the warm-up players, Henson also saw Sean Livingston, who joined the team last month but has yet to play with the team.

"Sean! How is it?" Henson shouted from the sidelines, and then pointed to Livingston's injured leg during the Wizards period.

"Freedom of movement, boss." Livingston did a few high leg raises, but his face remained expressionless.The only time this guy has a smile on his face is when he wins.

Henson nodded and walked into his office without saying anything.

Not long after Henson entered, Stevens and Vogel also pushed the door in.It seemed that the two partners were more worried than Henson himself.

"In the next game, Henson, Larry Drew will definitely block our outside line! He knows how much our inside offense has been affected by the absence of David West!"

"That's right, and we have to beware of the Hawks' inside attack. Leonard is indeed very good, but he is not a rim protector after all. If necessary, I think Chris Anderson can be sent to start, and he and Horford form a twin-tower lineup to protect the rim as much as possible."

Vogel and Stevens talked to each other, obviously worried about the next game.

Henson raised his head calmly and smiled at his two partners.

".What are you laughing at, Henson?" Vogel couldn't help touching his face. Was it because he didn't wash his face when he woke up in the morning?Obviously not!
"It's nothing, I'm just thinking, Larry Drew, it's impossible to predict all our strategies. Everyone knows that if the Eagles don't make a breakthrough this season, he will be dismissed."

"That's true, but it's precisely this way that Drew will try his best to defeat any opponent. It's like, the Boston Celtics today. No matter what level of opponent they are, the only thing they want to do is to tear each other apart. On the Celtics, we have paid enough, Henson!"

"Hmm, have you seen Livingston? I think he's in very good physical condition."

"What?" Stevens glanced at Henson, "You plan to use Livingston in the next game against the Hawks?"

"He hasn't played a game for almost three months, Henson. Three months without a game is not too short for a professional player. We can't put the treasure on Livingston, no one knows what kind of state he can play." Vogel shook his head. Henson is always bold, but this time, a little too bold.

"Of course I understand that I can't hand over the fate of the team to someone who has only joined the team for less than a month. But as long as there is a way, we have to try, don't we? I still say that old Drew can't guess all our plans!"

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A whistle sounded, from the mouth of assistant coach Frank Vogel.

The players who were sitting on the floor chatting were startled, and they all turned their heads to look at the sidelines.

Frank Vogel looked at the players seriously, while Henson stood beside him very casually.

As on any previous day, everyone knew that this formation represented the time for confrontational training.

Confrontational training is the most important training item for Henson every day. He firmly believes that only by simulating actual combat situations can he be truly prepared for the competition.

But of course, due to the need to ensure the health of the players in the near future, the time for confrontational training has also been reduced from the original 1 hour to 40 minutes.

"Okay, guys, come here. Before the training starts, I want to say a few words to everyone." Henson waved his hand, but he didn't hold the tactical board.This indicates that the Chinese coach does not intend to change the established tactics in the morning.

Everyone stood up obediently and gathered together. Henson's control over the team was beyond doubt.In the past three years, instead of having conflicts with the players, he and the players have gotten very close.Therefore, no one will find fault with Henson.

Livingston was also in the crowd, but he was obviously not very familiar with his teammates. When others were whispering, he just stood quietly.

For such a situation, Livingston has long been used to it.He is very clear that he is a mercenary, and he may not have a few days to get along with his teammates.Most of the time he didn't even know the names of his teammates before he packed up and left.

But Henson's next move left Livingston stunned.

"Sean, come up, come to me. In the next game, I plan to let you officially represent the Pacers. Although you have been here for a month, the number of training sessions with everyone is very limited. Today, you will make a formal self-introduction."

Everyone's eyes "swish" all fell on Livingston. Since the serious injury in 2007, Livingston has no concept of "teammates".

So suddenly becoming the focus of the team, he is really not used to it.

Livingston swallowed, then obediently walked in front of the crowd and stood beside Henson.

"This is our only signing in the middle of the season. Sean Livingston, just transferred from a hospital ward covered in white sheets. We paid for a month's medical care in that hospital. He will wear the No. 14 jersey and play point guard? Frank, your information is wrong! He is so big and plays point guard?"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Henson's joke filled the training ground with laughter.Vogel next to him punched Henson in the back, and the serious atmosphere he had managed to mobilize was "ruined" by Henson.

Among them, including Livingston, who was not easy to show his expression, all laughed.

Laughing, he didn't even know how long he hadn't laughed on a team's training ground.For so many years of wandering around, Livingston is purely for survival, for work, and for his unquenchable basketball dream.

Sense of belonging to the team?He didn't dare to ask for these things at all.But in Indianapolis, he seems to have some touch.

This Chinese coach didn't treat him as a mercenary, but really, he regarded him as a player, a player who was about to wear a Pacers jersey to play!
No wonder, this team is always so amazing.Sean Livingston seemed to know some of the reasons.

After everyone finished laughing, Henson coughed, and his expression became serious again, "Today, Sean, you are officially training with the team. Of course, don't be restrained, because I believe that all the bastards here will not restrain you. Our confrontational training is all about the truth. So you may feel that the intensity is not like training. Try to adapt. This is also a good opportunity for you to adapt to the game. After I send you on the field tomorrow, I don't want to see you being beaten by the opponent. I want you to give Larry Drew a surprise instead of becoming him Sandbags, understand?"

"Yes, boss." Livingston nodded slightly, he couldn't wait!

"Very good." After Henson finished speaking, he waved to Vogel and motioned for him to lead everyone to start training.

And the moment Livingston stepped onto the court, Henson suddenly grabbed his jersey.

"Boss?"

"Don't worry, kid. You still have a long career ahead."

After speaking, Henson pushed the big 2-meter-01 point guard and pushed him into the training field.

Years later, when Livingston would look back on that day, he would smirk at the camera and say so to reporters.

"I think he pushed me back into basketball."

(End of this chapter)