NBA Building Cardinals

Chapter 114 This is embarrassing...

"Ah, I have to practice three-pointers again, can I not practice it?"

As soon as he heard the coach asked him to practice three-pointers, Wallace on the other end of the phone immediately cried into a bitter face.

For Wallace, he would rather always go inside to find a physical confrontation, and force a layup with physical contact with the opponent, than to float outside and shoot a three-pointer.

That, he believes, would make him look weaker to outsiders.

Because Wallace's idol is the ancient god, Dr. J "Owen" who perfectly interprets the aesthetics of violence.

"Haha, don't be so sad, believe me, three-pointers will develop more and more in the future."

"And traditional hand-to-hand combat will gradually wither away, because people spend money to watch basketball games, not to watch wrestling with basketballs."

"The rhythm is too slow, and the audience is dozed off, so who will watch the game?"

"And only if you have practiced the three-pointer and put more pressure on the defensive end at the top of the arc, can you help your teammates to contain them and create opportunities for them."

"Understood, without Wallace, I will let Piccolo supervise you. If you fail to make three-pointers during training, I will punish you properly when you go back."

Hearing Wallace wailing over there, Liu Rui also smiled gloatingly.

Don't practice three-pointers?It is impossible not to practice three-pointers, and it is impossible not to practice three-pointers in this life...

"Understood... Coach."

Sighing, Wallace responded to Liu Rui, silently thinking in his heart that if he had known earlier, he would not have made this call.

"By the way, Du Hong's deal has been completed, so has he returned to the team?"

Thinking that Du Hong's deal had been completed, Liu Rui casually asked Wallace.

"Ah? Du Hong, you're talking about the rookie who was just traded here, right? But since he just joined the team on his first day, Coach Piccolo didn't arrange high-intensity training. Instead, he asked him to familiarize himself with the environment and take part in some simple shots."

"And coach, I heard from Coach Piccolo that Ariza and this newcomer are the players you need by name."

"I can still understand Ariza. Although he is relatively thin, in the team's training game, his anticipation of defense is really good. If he practices again, he should also be a good defender."

"But that Duhon, why do you value him so much? After he was new to the team, Coach Piccolo asked him to practice shooting in a circle around the three-point line. His shooting percentage was even worse than mine."

Speaking of this, Wallace couldn't help laughing out loud.

These guys on the team are more accurate in shooting three-pointers.

Except for the few guys who don't shoot three-pointers, even the big guy Brezek shoots more accurately than himself.

This made Wallace very depressed in the usual training.

And two days ago, a rookie named Ariza finally came. I heard that he was just traded from the Knicks. When he was in the Knicks, he couldn't even play as a substitute.

The shooting percentage was even worse, and Wallace, who was in high spirits, asked Ariza to compete with him on three-pointers.

And Ariza, as a rookie, just entered the team, of course he couldn't refuse.

Moreover, although because of Okafor's excellent performance, some people now call him the boss of the Bobcats.

But more fans think that Wallace is the head of the Bobcats team.

It's just that he didn't play much because he was suspended, so many local fans in Charlotte are talking about who is the Elvis Presley of this new team.

Of course Ariza would not refuse Wallace's request.

Ariza knew that his three-point shooting percentage was not very high, and thought Wallace was going to give himself a blow.

So with an ordinary mind, the two circled around the three-point line, and Ariza came first.

As a result, after Ariza voted.He turned his head and said to Wallace very innocently.

"That... I'm done voting, it's your turn..."

Wallace put his head in his hands and his eyes widened.

"Oh, buy it!! Which killer told me that he can't shoot well?? Don't compare, don't compare, the provincial coach said that I bullied newcomers..."

Depressed, Wallace waved his hands again and again, saying that as a veteran of the team, how could he bully the rookies?

What he said was just words. Sure enough, those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black. Since following Liu Rui, Wallace has also moved closer and closer to Liu Rui.

This matter made Wallace depressed for several days, because in addition to the big buffalo White who didn't shoot three-pointers, even Okafor, who usually didn't shoot three-pointers in the game, had a higher shooting percentage than Wallace in training.

This made Wallace really hard hit. Originally, the team had a Tron Smith before.

This allows Wallace to find confidence, but now Tron Smith has also been traded away, and now Wallace hates others to mention three-pointers to him in training...

But just today, the team traded another rookie, a guard.

Originally, Wallace didn't care, but Bickerstaff asked Duhon to follow the team for shooting practice.

While shooting, Wallace found that Duhon's three-pointers were simply horrible.

At this moment, my heart was stabbed, and I wanted to go to Du Hong for a three-pointer.

But I thought of the embarrassment of facing Ariza last time.

So I found Little Bickerstaff on the side, and planned to collect some information first.

"What is this new guy doing? How's his shot going in the game?"

Excited, Wallace rubbed his hands, facing little Bickerstaff, waiting for his answer with joy.

Because Jr. Bickerstaff is very young now, only 25 years old, not much different from the players.

It is also because his father is still quite popular in the league, so he followed his father to accumulate experience in advance to pave the way for his future as a head coach.

So usually, the players and Bickerstaff Jr. also chat very well, and they often call each other brothers in private.

After Bickerstaff saw it, he didn't stop anything. After all, he knew in his heart that he had been in the league for so many years, and he didn't have the confidence to be the head coach.

So his son still has a long way to go, and these rookies of the Bobcats, no one knows what their future achievements will be.

So getting along as friends and accumulating contacts is quite necessary. After all, this kind of thing is of course inconvenient for the old Bickerstaff to maintain his majesty in the team at such an old age.

It is very convenient to leave this kind of matter to his son Bickerstaff Jr. After all, when people of the same age are together, they will have more topics to talk about.

"You mean Du Hong? He, he was the champion of the three-point contest when he was in college, but after coming to the NBA, it seems that he hasn't adapted to the NBA's three-point line, so he also shot poorly at the beginning of the season. What's wrong?"

Little Bickerstaff, who was sorting out the materials with his head down, raised his head and looked at Wallace strangely.

I don't know why this guy is so interested in newcomers all of a sudden.

"..., ahaha...ha...ha, it's okay, I'll just ask casually, it's okay...it's okay, just ask casually..."

Waving his hand, Wallace pretended that he was just asking casually, picked up a bottle of water from the ground, pretended to be just passing by, and asked casually.

Little Bickerstaff raised his head and looked at Wallace, feeling that this guy was a bit inexplicable today.

But he didn't take it to heart, shrugged, and then lowered his head to process the information in his hand.

This is embarrassing for him...

　I pray that Butler is okay, and hope that this tough guy will return soon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)