You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 837 Buddy! (300 monthly tickets plus updates!)

"The Pistons won the game without a doubt."

"The Lakers showed no energy, which made people unable to have expectations for their future."

Wharton and Albert you say, I say, although it doesn't sound good, but the Lakers fans have nothing to refute. OK's split has turned the team into two factions, and every player has to make a choice.

There are two forces in a team. They will not play a good game for the sake of competition, but will fight infighting again and again in order to make themselves bigger.

The overlord who ruled the West for the past two years has abdicated his throne.

For the Pistons, everything that can be seen is good.

They were finally on the right track, and the rookie's development was in line with expectations. Although Curry was beaten to six fouls by O'Neal and left the game, he also scored 14 points, 8 rebounds and 2 assists.

Gerald Wallace's performance was surprising. This super-energy warrior like Sakuragi Flower Road couldn't help much on the offensive end, but he shined on the defensive end. He scored in 21 minutes of playing time. 6 points, 6 rebounds, 3 blocks and 2 steals.

Watson's performance was quite satisfactory. Randolph wanted to brush up the data during the garbage time, but there were too many people and few flesh, so he got zero points in the end.

Bobby Simmons didn't play, the Pistons' personnel depth was too thick, and the future Most Improved Player of the Year didn't have the ball to play at the moment.

Looking at them, Mo Mengchen said with emotion: "Our team is like a pride of lions."

"Lions?" Hill couldn't help laughing when he heard it, "This is a novel concept."

Mo Mengchen said: "No matter what kind of creature exists to transmit blood, so does the lion group. We are like a prosperous lion group. Every year, we can give birth to a few strong male lions every year and cultivate them for three or four years. , wait for them to thrive and learn all the skills before expelling them from the lion pride, and before they can catch their breath, they have to cultivate the next generation."

Hill didn't think much of it at first, but now he suddenly found that the concept was awesome.

"I have a question, who is the lion king? Who is the lioness?"

"Who is the father? Who is the mother?" Mo Mengchen asked with a smile.

Hill didn't feel sad that he was not the lion king, he said superficially: "Then you are the lion who leads the lions. I heard that the lion is lazy and never participates in hunting. Except for patrolling and fighting, he does not sleep. Just to bully the lioness, are you sure you want to be such a guy?"

Those who don't know are not guilty, but it is his fault to talk nonsense when they clearly don't know.

"You really should learn more about creatures like lions." Mo Mengchen pointed out an obvious error in Hill's superficial impression, "Every male lion will be expelled by the lion group when it grows up. If they don't If you know how to hunt, don’t you want to starve to death?”

Hill really didn't expect that he would discuss lions with Mo Mengchen on the way to the locker room. Besides, why did this guy suddenly become so interested in lions?

At the press conference after the game, O'Neal affirmed Eddie Curry's ability, but expressed doubts about his courage: "He is not a courageous center. He completely lost to me in the confrontation. In the end, only To be able to go out and shoot the ball is something no center with the backbone and guts would do."

Curry declined to comment.

That night, the Pistons rushed back to Detroit overnight.

The next day is Thanksgiving, and everyone wants to be home early.

According to tradition, this year's Thanksgiving will be spent at Hill's house.

For this, Mo Mengchen had to make more preparations.

2001年12月22日凌晨03:30，活塞队的专机抵达底特律，莫蒙尘在飞机上睡了90分钟，听到广播声他就醒了。

He was used to waking up suddenly when he was asleep.

When he got home, it was already past four in the morning. He entered the apartment and heard a few barking.

The sound came from outside the apartment.

"Since when are there stray dogs here?" Mo Mengchen returned home suspiciously. Ephraim and the triplets were already asleep. He didn't want to disturb them, so he entered the room quietly and quietly, and crawled to On the bed, catch up on some sleep before dawn.

Mo Mengchen slept until seven o'clock in the morning, and the morning light through the window woke him up.

He was used to getting up at this hour, Ephraim was still asleep, and someone else was earlier than him.

"Adrian, what are you looking at?"

"News from ESPN."

The soon-to-be 16-year-old just wanted to have his breakfast.

Mo Mengchen glanced at the TV, ESPN experts were interpreting the recent rumors of the Kings.

After Adelman resigned, they were thirsty for talents, hoping to recruit a coach with ability, experience in coaching superstars, and experience in playing.

Ability is easy to understand. No one likes incompetent coaches who coax children; it is better to understand if you have the experience of coaching superstars. Live in harmony; the playing experience is actually the same as the previous one.

A number of sports media have conducted surveys, and the survey results show that coaches from players are more popular than coaches from academic schools, because they used to be players and know what the players are thinking.

'Currently, the closest thing to a Kings head coach is Doug Collins'

"Ok?"

Mo Mengchen raised his head suddenly, and a picture of Collins had already appeared on the TV. Experts from ESPN were introducing to the audience the coach who had faded out of the forefront of the NBA for several years.

"Doctor Mo, isn't this your former coach?" Adrian asked.

"It's him." Mo Mengchen smiled, with an ugly smile, and some bad memories flashed in his mind, "It's been a long time."

In the 1996-1997 season, after Collins got out of class, he thought he could quickly find a next home, but no one wanted him as a coach.

The Pistons that year were recognized as the team with the best depth in the league, but under Collins it became a short rotation team with only seven players.

After reaching the semi-finals, the public didn't think Collins was good at coaching, and put all the credit on Mo Mengchen and Hill.

The following year, the Pistons reached the Eastern Conference finals with the league's first record, and fought seven bloody games against the Bulls Dynasty. This also proved Collins' lack of coaching ability. Therefore, he was unable to find a job for a long time, and could only travel as a guest on major TV stations. .

But this time, the rumors don't seem to be groundless.

If I were the management of the Kings, what about Doug Collins?

He has experience and has coached Jordan, Hill, Dor.Mo, the No. 70 pick in the [-]s.

He meets the conditions of the Kings, and, his coaching style - free offense, unrestrained style of play.

Maybe it will really suit the current Kings, don't they just like X**D?
What would happen if Collins coached?
Mo Mengchen is not sure. Although he brought down the Pistons, he also brought out Jordan with the most terrifying personal data at the end of the 80s. The Kings have several people who can improve the data. If he abandons the system and keeps some tactics What will happen if you play ball on the next planet?

It was all a mystery until Collins took over.

Adrian asked, "Doctor Mo, what do you have for breakfast?"

“How about a burrito?”

"Is that the burrito that Wanren ate in your shop?"

"Yes."

"Ok, deal!"

There are other benefits to Thanksgiving besides rest.

The fans who used to hang around here waiting for him to appear had disappeared, and they were going home for the holidays.

Therefore, Mo Mengchen came outside with garbage like a commoner.

While picking up the trash, he said hello to the security guards who were not working during the festival. When he came outside the apartment, he saw Madeira who was supposed to go home to spend the festive season with her family.

"Didn't you go home?" Mo Mengchen asked.

"I'm planning to go home."

Madeira turned sideways, revealing the golden retriever dog hiding behind her.

"Wang Wang!"

It actually sounds exactly like Jerome!
Mo Mengchen remembered the dog barking around his ears last night.This golden retriever was obviously abandoned, and its body was dirty and smelly. If it wasn't for its good appearance, it really wouldn't be able to recognize its breed.

Although there is a stranger standing in front of it, it still sticks out its tongue enthusiastically and smiles, trying its best to please the stranger.

In Madeira's view, this dog is very pitiful, but in Mo Mengchen's eyes, it is just one of the thousands of poor abandoned children in the world. It may have a disease, it may carry a virus, or it may have been infected Some kind of thorny bacteria, 100% skin disease, and probably hundreds of lice and worms.
I heard that the golden retriever's ears are very smelly?

"Get rid of it." Mo Mengchen said.

After all, he went to take out the trash.

Madeira watched him walk away, clenched her fists, "I don't want it!"

"Buddy, let's go."

So, it has a name.

Buddy followed Medela through the heavy siege of Garriton's apartment and into the elevator with its new owner, though the destination was the second floor.
Madeira quickly came to the door of 210, and what she had to do was very simple—first, she helped the poor little dirty dog ​​take a bath.

After Mo Mengchen took out the trash, Medela and the golden retriever covered in germs had disappeared.

Although he didn't see their specific whereabouts, the footprints on the ground told him the answer.

The golden retriever's feet were wet, and the little footprints provided a clue as to where they had gone.

It's a pity that their destination is Garridon's apartment, and the golden retriever that may be carrying the virus may have entered Madeira's room now.

Mo Mengchen let out a breath of cold air: "It's really not wise to let a woman deal with a friendly-looking little dirty dog."

He didn't track down the golden retriever, in fact, if Madeira didn't bring the dog to 250, he might pretend it didn't exist.

At noon, after lunch, Mo Mengchen took Ephraim, the triplets, and Adrian, and drove to Hill's home.

　There are less than 400 away from 50 monthly tickets.Now is the double monthly pass period, that is to say, you only need to vote for 25 more monthly passes and continue to add more tomorrow.There are more and more manuscripts, and I feel itchy when I look at them.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)