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Chapter 122 Is this guy a monster?

"You mean, Su wants to find two sparring coaches?"

Les Haberg asked his assistant in the club's general manager's office.

"Yes, Les!"

The assistant replied respectfully: "He called early in the morning and asked us to find two sparring coaches to help him train."

"Huh?" Haberg was a little confused.

Because this is the first time Su Wen has made such a request to the management since he joined the team.

Su Wen has never needed a training partner, and even extra training is rarely needed.

Usually they train with the team, and after that, they hint at going home from get off work.

What is a reputation as a gym rat at Auburn University is nowhere to be seen in Seattle.

At this time, such a request was suddenly made early in the morning. Haberg felt as if his butt had been pulled with a knife, and his eyes were opened.

"He just finished the game last night. Did he train early in the morning?"

"Maybe it was a whim," the assistant replied with a smile.

"Okay." Haberg said nonchalantly: "You go ahead and make arrangements. This is a normal requirement."

"We originally had our own trainer."

"Ok!"

The assistant immediately took the order and left.

Looking at his leaving back, Haberg frowned.

Is that boy Su really acting on a whim?

Or is it the sequelae of just winning the MVP?

He thought it was definitely the latter one. The opponent had just won the MVP trophy, and because he was too excited, he wanted to use it to train and vent to calm down.

Um.

Thinking of this, Haberg smiled happily.

In the morning, after eating breakfast, Su Wen came out from home and drove to the training hall.

When he walked into the venue, the two trainers he mentioned to the management were already waiting.

"Hi Sue!"

The two trainers are both young, and one is a famous player in the team.

Well, I can’t talk about being a celebrity, he’s just a senior on the team.

Fred Brown, 193cm tall, was the substitute for Skywalker David Thompson last season.

After retiring last year, he easily got the opportunity to join the uniform team by virtue of his experience of playing for the club for more than ten years.

His goal is to replace the current third assistant coach on the coaching staff.

The third assistant coach is a player-oriented assistant who specializes in training young players.

Brown's goal is this position.

In his two best seasons as a player, he averaged 23.1 points and 21.0 points per game respectively. He was selected to the All-Star bench in the 75/76 season and won the championship with the team in the 78/79 season.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is a club star.

When he saw Su Wen, he smiled and his eyes were full of love for his younger generation.

"Hi, Fred."

Su Wen knew him.

He often appears on the coaching bench with the coaching staff, and the two have had many interactions, so they are no strangers.

"I heard that you have to practice extra today?"

Brown looked at him with a smile, "You just finished a high-intensity game last night, aren't you tired?"

"Was last night's game difficult?"

Su Wen smiled disapprovingly: "We won by 20 points. It's hard to win. Isn't that right?"

"Haha." Brown patted him on the shoulder and said with a comforting look: "I can even think that you are too excited because you just won the MVP trophy."

"You are so energetic that you just want to practice, right?"

"You're right."

Su Wen grinned and said, "I am indeed too energetic. I need to use it up and calm down."

"So, what are we going to practice?" Brown signaled to his companions to get the basketball and get ready to start.

"Three-point shot."

Su Wen pointed to the three-point line and replied in an unquestionable tone: "Practice it today."

"Three-pointer?"

Brown was slightly stunned, "Why do you suddenly want to practice this?"

"Uh," Su Wen thought for a while and replied, "Because I want to add some offensive methods."

"I kept playing inside last night, which was very taxing on me."

"I want to play more games with the team. If I want to go further, I have to add some scoring methods."

"But..." Brown frowned, as if he couldn't bear to hit Su Wen, and said, "Even if you practice now, you probably won't be able to use it this season, right?"

In my impression, Su Wen has never made a three-pointer or a ball this season.

There is no need to think about it, Su Wen will definitely not make three points.

Is it too late to think about practicing now?

Brown doesn't think his three-point ability can improve much in a short period of time.

It will definitely not come in handy in this playoffs. It will take a whole offseason to practice before the results can be seen in the regular season next season.

Su Wen doesn't care about this.

It is impossible for him to tell the other party that he has a system.

Walking to the bottom corner of the three-point line, he gave instructions to the two sparring partners.

Brown stood behind him, another sparring coach picked up the ball, and the three began the three-point practice. In the first few dozen balls, Su Wen's three-pointers had a terrible hit rate. Brown was shaking his head as he watched.

In the first ten goals, only one was scored;

Three of the first twenty goals were scored;

Seven of the first thirty goals were scored

Although Brown has retired, he has still studied the new three-point line and practiced it for a while.

Seeing how miserable Su Wen's shooting percentage was at the beginning, this was still a shot without any defense.

He became more and more convinced that the other party could not improve in a short period of time.

However, as the practice time continued until lunch time was approaching, he suddenly discovered that Su Wen had adapted to the shooting rhythm and found the feeling, and his shooting percentage began to increase.

"boom!"

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

"boom!"

"Shh!"

"boom!"

"Shh!"

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At this time, Su Wen had already made six or seven out of 10 goals.

Of course, this is just an exercise in the right corner.

Brown began to feel a little surprised.

The Su Wen in front of him improved from a cute little boy who scored 10 out of 1 to a 10 out of 2 in just two hours to a sweet person who scored 10 or out of . This improvement was so huge that he was stunned. I can't calm down anymore.

But he didn't say anything. He kept watching from the side, occasionally giving pointers or correcting Su Wen's shooting hand and posture.

This practice lasted only one day.

Before dinner started, at the end of training, Brown looked at Su Wen, who was out of breath, and asked worriedly: "You just finished a game and are training with such high intensity today. Are you sure you can persist?"

"Don't affect the state of tomorrow night's game."

"No, don't worry." Although Su Wen was so tired that he put his hands on his knees, he answered with a very confident tone, "I can sleep for one night and I will be lively and energetic again immediately."

"You don't need to worry about this."

"All right!"

Brown smiled, said nothing more, and called his companions to leave the venue.

Su Wen packed up and left.

This night, he cooked two dishes by himself. After eating, he immediately took a shower and went to bed.

On the morning of the second day, all members of the SuperSonics only practiced for two hours before ending the training and recuperating their energy for Game 2 of the Western Conference semifinals in the evening.

However, Su Wen took advantage of the fact that the Jazz training venue was their home court and stayed to practice for the remaining two hours. His sparring coach was still Fred Brown.

At lunch time, when Suvin finished training and left the venue, Brown came to Les Harberger's office with a sigh.

"Les, Su Wen has been practicing three-point shooting for two days. He is almost obsessed with it." Brown stared at Haberg. "I think it is necessary to end his momentum to avoid consuming too much energy due to training and affecting his health." Until the next game.”

"He should put this practice in the offseason, not the playoffs."

"You should talk to the coaching staff about this." Haberg smiled on the surface and looked very pleased, but secretly frowned.

What the other party said makes sense.

You can practice three-pointers at any time. There are even four or five months of long vacation for you to practice. Why do you have to practice during the playoffs?

Isn’t this self-consuming?

What if we don't make it to the playoffs, but we are exhausted? Isn't it worth the loss?

But as the team's general manager, Haberg felt that he and Su Wen were not too familiar with each other and it was not easy to open this conversation with the other party.

"I mentioned it to Lenny and the others, but they couldn't persuade the boy." Brown said with a wry smile.

"If you can't persuade me, then there's nothing I can do, right?" Haberg spread his hands, expressing his helplessness.

In the evening, the second game of the Western Conference semifinals between the SuperSonics and Jazz arrived as scheduled.

What shocked Brown was that Su Wen, who had been training crazily for the past two days, only rested for one afternoon. During the game, he actually regained all his energy and played very actively.

Whether on the offensive or defensive end, he is everywhere and has a strong sense of presence.

In the first quarter, Su Wen made 10 of 7 shots by himself, scored 17 points, and sent 4 assists, leading the team to 36:28, leading the opponent by 8 points.

He didn't come back on the court until the second half of the second quarter.

Lanny Wilkens knew that he had worked too hard in the past two days and must have consumed a lot of energy, so when the team was leading, he gave him a few more minutes to rest.

As soon as Su Wen returned to the court, he did not show his strong personal ability as he did in the first quarter. Instead, he was silent for five or six minutes.

Waiting until the last round, he cut into the basket without the ball, trained Mark Eaton, and scored the only goal in this quarter.

During the halftime break, Wilkens was still concerned about Su Wen and asked if he could persist. After the latter said there was no problem, he still started the game after returning in the second half.

In the third quarter, Su Wen's performance was average. He only made one goal in five shots. It seemed that he was still affected by his physical fitness.

The Jazz took the opportunity to hit a 15:3 offensive climax and evened the point difference.

But in the final quarter, Su Wen seemed to have found the feeling again and broke out again, hitting consecutive shots. In the last three minutes, he made two consecutive defensive fouls on Mark Eaton, knocking the opponent off the field early.

In this series of attacks, Su Wen made 9 of 6 shots and 7 of 4 free throws, scoring 16 points again.

In the end, with his burst of personal offense, the Sonics determined the victory and continued their lead until the end.

113:109

With a slight advantage of 4 points, the SuperSonics successfully defended their home court and scored the total score at 2:0.

In the second round of the best-of-seven games, their advantage in advancing is already very obvious.

In this game, although Su Wen was not as efficient as the previous game, he still made 29 of 15 shots and 13 of 9 free throws. While scoring 39 points, he grabbed 8 rebounds, sent 6 assists and 3 blocks.

His performance in these two games, averaging 40+ per game, once again shocked many people.

At the same time, this state also shocked Brown on the coaching bench.

Is this guy a monster?

Don't you know you're tired at all?

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(End of this chapter)