NBA: Back to 97, to be the Jagged Bishop

Chapter 295 Stern: Don't Threaten Me

Chapter 295 Stern: Don't Threaten Me
Yao Ming has completely stood up, and now he has enough confidence to compete with Ao Pang for the league's number one center.

Just scored 70+25 two days ago and got another double and quadruple double tonight. Kongbu is sincerely happy for Yao Ming.

It's a pity that his happiness only lasted less than a week, as if it was some kind of retribution. After Yao Ming slaughtered his opponent for two consecutive games, he was not injured, and his teammates suffered an old crime.

Boozer may have flattered his God so much that he couldn't stand it anymore, which caused him to be injured on the court. Fortunately, the injury was not serious.

In the same game, Caron Butler on the bench was also injured. Although Butler doesn't usually play much, he is a substitute for Gerrard and Prince and can play the second and third positions.

He is injured here, and the perimeter players on the bench for Kumbu are a bit stretched.

It was also because of Butler's injury that Combe had to increase Prince's playing time, and Prince was also injured.

In a week, Kumbu lost one insider and two outsiders in a row, which can be described as a heavy loss.

With the injuries of Butler and Prince, Comb has no shooting guards available.

There was Ginobili before, but it was a pity that he had already been sold to the Bulls by Kumbu.

However, the lineup of the Philadelphia 76ers is still extremely thick. As long as Combe thinks, he can always come up with a solution.

For example, let Gerrard play the second position, let Kirilenko play the third position, and Stoudemire play the fourth position, the problem can be solved easily.

But the question is who can guarantee that the accident will not happen again. If Gerrard or Kirilenko are also injured, then Kumbu will really have nothing to do.

Iverson is about to return from injury, but unfortunately it is difficult for him to play compatible with the bearded Davis.

Jordan couldn't count on it even more. In fact, Kumbu hadn't contacted Jordan for several days. I don't know what this guy is up to.

Moreover, at his age, the risk of injury on the field is much greater than that of Gerrard and others. There is really no need for this old man to work hard during the regular season.

Just when Combe was worried, Sam Mitchell, a man with gold spectacles, led a man into Combu's office.

"Boss, Dennis is going to be the coach of the Clippers. A few days ago, you said you wanted to find an assistant coach, so I brought Dell over."

"You should be no stranger to Dell, after all, you have given his child an extremely high opinion."

Sam Mitchell stepped forward and introduced Dell Curry behind him.

In fact, he doesn't need to introduce him, Kong Bu is very familiar with old Curry.

"Dell, don't you consider me a friend?"

"If you want to be a teaching assistant, just give me a call at any time, or come to my office directly to find me. Why do you have to find a referrer?"

Kong Bu smiled angrily.

Old Curry waved his hand, "The process that should be followed still needs to be followed. With Sam's recommendation, the process is more formal, so that the outside world will not say that I am a related household."

"Kong, I'll just tell you the truth."

"My situation, you should also know that my home is in Charlotte. I have been fighting for the Hornets for ten years, and I have already settled there."

"If possible, I would like to be an assistant coach under you this season. When you go to Charlotte to build a team next season, I can find a job in the new army."

"Any job is fine, even being a teaching assistant all the time."

The old Curry stated his purpose.

The history of the Charlotte Hornets is not long, but there have been many first-line stars, such as the first-generation queen bee Glen Rice, such as the pair of enemies such as Aunt Larry Johnson and Dazo Mourning.

However, in the list of the sum of various statistics in team history, the old Curry is the absolute superstar. He scored a total of 9839 points in the Hornets, which is more than 2 points higher than the No.2500 aunt Johnson.

On the other three-point list, the old Curry is crushing everything. He has a total of nearly a thousand three-pointers, almost double that of No.2.

So even if he is not a star, his reputation in Charlotte is still very high, and no one would hate such a professional player.

Even though the Hornets boss was boycotted by local fans, Curry's popularity remained high.

Now the old Curry is thinking that Charlotte is about to create a new army. He will first come to Combe's side for a year, then find a job in the new army, and then spend his whole life in Charlotte.

"Oh? Not a bad idea."

Kumbu clapped his hands and said with a smile that the old Curry in the new team can also give fans a little more sense of belonging.

"Yes, yes, but..."

"Dell, you definitely have a place in the new Charlotte team. As long as it's not the general manager or the head coach, we can discuss it."

"But you can't be my assistant this season."

Kumbu directly rejected the old Curry's idea of ​​being a teaching assistant, leaving the old Curry standing there a little at a loss.

He didn't know if Combe said that the new army was willing to open the door for him, was he talking politely.

After all, even the teaching assistants don't want him now, so how could he expect the new army to take him in.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't let you be a teaching assistant, it's because you have greater usefulness."

"Old man, let's go back to the court. I need you to fight for me for another season. After this season is over, you have a high probability of winning a championship trophy, and then return to Charlotte with me. How? Sample?"

Ever since Kumbu saw the old Curry enter the room, he had already made up his mind to keep the old Curry.

But not as an assistant, but as a player.

The Philadelphia 76ers are currently suffering from serious outside injuries, and the situation will be much better if the old Curry comes up for a top.

And the old Curry was still playing for the Raptors last season. He is not the kind of old guy who has been out of battle for a long time. There is still oil and water in his fuel tank.

"What? I'm a player?"

"God, Kong, do you know that I just held a personal retirement ceremony a week ago."

"Less than a week, let me come back?"

There was a dumbfounding expression on the old Curry's face. If he knew that Combe would let him play in Philadelphia, he definitely didn't want to retire.

His career spanned 16 years, and he is definitely considered an old birthday star among the players.

It's a pity that he doesn't have any honor in his hands. He only won the best sixth man once in his entire career, and nothing else.

There is no rookie lineup, no best team, let alone a defensive lineup, and he is also a big colander on the defensive end.

As for the priceless honors such as MVP, FMVP, and championship, the old Curry may not be able to get them for another 20 years.

Who can refuse to win a championship trophy before retiring, marking a perfect end to his more than ten-year career?
So joining the Philadelphia 76ers, for the old Curry, the temptation is too great.

"Huh? You didn't call me in the personal retirement ceremony?"

"I thought we were really good friends."

"Forget it, I will punish you to play in Philadelphia for one season. The annual salary is 100 million US dollars, and the most you can give is so much."

Kong Bu got up and gave the old Curry a hug. Regardless of whether the old Curry agreed or not, the matter was finalized first.

Old Curry couldn't laugh or cry, this was a big deal, he just came to apply for a job as an assistant coach, who would have thought that there would be a chance to become a member of the championship team.

If the boy in the family knew the news, he would be so excited, after all, his most revered idol is Kongbu.

When the old Curry played for the Raptors last season, as long as Combe led the team to Toronto to play an away game, Curry Jr. would never miss the game, and would always rush into Combe's locker room immediately after the game.

"Okay, Kong, I promise you."

"But I don't have much fuel left in the fuel tank, as long as you don't dislike me as a hindrance."

The old Curry is not the kind of person who is cheap and good-looking, so he agreed with a smile.

He has no pressure to join a team like Philadelphia, because he is also aware of the current situation of the Philadelphia 76ers. Because there are too many injuries to the backcourt players, he needs an old guy like himself to put out the fire.

After those brave rookies recover from their injuries, I only need to be responsible for guarding the drinking fountains.

If you look at it this way, it is actually no different from being a teaching assistant.

After the old Curry's matter was finalized, Kombu asked the man with golden glasses to take old Curry to settle down first. There was no need to bring his family over. After all, there were only a few months left before the end of the season. , is not enough to go back and forth.

As soon as the old Curry left, Combe's phone rang.

It was Missing Persons Jordan calling.

"Kong, our negotiations with the Charlotte Z House have reached an impasse, damn it, I really want to kill those idiots."

"When I become the owner of Charlotte, the first thing I will do is to call on the fans to vote for these guys' competitors!"

Jordan didn't know what wronged him, so he caught the people in Charlotte's Z House and scolded him angrily.

"What's the matter? Michael? We go to Charlotte to build an army, that's to flatter them. If they don't know how to understand, let's change the city."

"Charlotte is not a super metropolis, and it is not irreplaceable. Why don't we go to Pittsburgh? It is a top ten big city, and it is better than Charlotte."

Kumbu comforted Jordan. In his opinion, Jordan is his partner. If he is wronged, it means that he has been wronged.

Even the small city of Charlotte dares to make a fuss about it. At worst, it can be changed to another city to build an army. The only trouble is that it needs to wait another season.

"Ahem, Kong, that's unnecessary. Although Pittsburgh is also a metropolis, it's too close to Philadelphia. Stern may not agree."

"Charlotte is fine, I'm angry at the harsh conditions they put forward."

"I don't care, because I'm not mentioned at all. The conditions they put forward are all about you."

"If you want them to fund the construction of a new arena, you need to sign a guarantee that you are not allowed to resell the equity of the new army in your hand for ten years."

"In addition, there must be at least five championship trophies in ten years."

"And then there's a whole bunch of other goddamn gambling agreements, like we can't pay less than $3000 million a year in taxes."

Jordan said it doesn't matter, but in fact he minded very much.

In his view, the conditions put forward by the city of Charlotte are that they did not regard themselves as human beings and asked Konbu not to resell the shares. Isn't it just because he is worried that Konbu will run away after getting the hand in the arena?Then the new army will become a garbage team that can't make money, and they naturally don't have much tax revenue, and they even have to spend money to subsidize the team.

Why do you only ask Kongbu not to run away?Isn't that just looking down on Michael Jordan?
As for the content of these conditions proposed by Charlotte, Jordan is actually very willing to accept, after all, he does not want Comb to run away.

As long as Kumbu stays, the following conditions will not be a problem. Five championships in ten years will be a piece of cake, and the annual tax of 3000 million US dollars will not be a big problem either.

"Pfft..." Kumbu burst into laughter, and he understood why Jordan was so annoyed.

"Don't laugh, do you really want to promise them to sign this kind of contract?"

"Of course I don't care. After all, they didn't mention me. I seem to be an empty person."

"damn it!"

Jordan scolded again, he had been the focal point all his life, now he has become a dispensable little transparent, of course he felt very uncomfortable.

"Of course it's impossible to agree. They don't have the qualifications to force me to sign any contract."

"Leave me alone in this matter, I'll talk to Stern."

"If Pittsburgh can't do it, then go to Oklahoma City, or Columbus, Ohio, these cities are much larger than Charlotte."

"It's really embarrassing to them. Now they dare to put forward conditions for us. If they really settle in, there must be a lot of trouble."

"This time, there will be no future troubles, let them weigh their own weight."

"Don't worry about it, I'll call Stern."

Kong Bu was also a little angry. What level are you in Charlotte? Going to Charlotte to create a new army by yourself is almost a support for the exile. How dare you ask for conditions?
After hanging up the phone, Combe called Stern directly.

"David, I've figured it out. I'm not going to Charlotte. I'm going to stay in Philadelphia to retire."

"With an annual salary of 2500 million US dollars, can you think of a better job than this?"

"After winning the championship this year, I plan to continue to win consecutive championships. How many consecutive championships does Boston have? Eight consecutive championships plus 13 championships in 11 years? I can't be worse than Auerbach, I plan to have nine consecutive championships, and then 13 What do you think of the 12th championship?"

These words almost scared Stern to pee. He didn't know why Kumbu suddenly went crazy, but these words sounded quite scary anyway.

If it really comes to nine consecutive championships and then 13 championships in 12 years, it is almost time for the NBA to announce its closure.

Kumbu has now won five consecutive championships, and his sixth championship is on the way. It has little impact on the NBA, mainly because he won it in different teams.

If a team wins so many championships in a row, it will definitely be fatal to the NBA.

"Kong, what happened? If you have something to say, don't threaten me here."

"Isn't there a problem with the negotiation with Charlotte?"

An old fox like Stern immediately guessed what happened.

"I'm going to negotiate with Charlotte, damn it, what the hell are they trying to do?"

"Do you really think our NBA team has no place to go? Give me half a day, and I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

After all, Stern hung up the phone quickly, he was afraid that if the conversation continued, Comb would really strengthen his determination to stay in Philadelphia.

(End of this chapter)

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