NBA bad guys

Chapter 267 Coach John
As a player, John Davis was selected by the Trail Blazers in the second round in 1976, but his hard-working playing style also made the coach admire him. During his 10-year career, he played for the Trail Blazers [2 ], Pacers, Hawks and Cavaliers, averaging 12.9 points and 4.5 rebounds per game, with a free throw percentage of 82%. After retiring, he began coaching, in addition to serving as the head coach of the 1996ers in the 97-76 season. , Davis served as an assistant coach for 12 years and worked for as many as five teams. On June 5, 1999, he was hired as an assistant coach by the Magic.

Later, John Davis became the head coach of many teams.

It's not that John Davis doesn't want to stay in one team, but that her strength doesn't allow him to do so. Because of his strength, he can only be fired from one team and then go to another. team.

In addition to the above conditions for becoming an excellent head coach, which he does not possess, there are several other things, or the most important thing, that John Davis does not possess at all, and that is to communicate with the players. Only see the relationship processing.

If I have to say it, John Davis actually doesn't know how to deal with it, but he doesn't know whether to deal with it this way.

Because there are some things that players do that are really irritating. They just want to slap the opponent to death. However, such situations happen from time to time. If this is the case, as the head coach of John Davis, Coach, is he still willing to accommodate the other party?
Can he accommodate his players like Phil Jackson did to Rodman?

The answer is obviously no. John Davis simply cannot do this. He still has an essential weakness in this regard, so in this way, he still can't do it.

John Davis never thought that at this time, he might be able to show some skills in managing people.

Maybe he knows.

But John Davis was not happy to do this.

In other words, if he does this, he will be very unhappy, so at this time, John Davis wants to indulge himself loudly. At this critical moment, he just wants to express himself loudly. Express the truest thoughts in your heart. Perhaps only in this way can you be the truest John Davis.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

John Davis directly swore. Perhaps at this time, he was the most real side of John Davis.

But Jerry Stackhouse obviously didn't understand what all this was about at this time, or in other words, these things were simply not that important to him.

Jerry Stackhouse suddenly became confused.

What the hell is going on.

Even though you, John Davis, are the head coach of the same team, don't you really have a hard time telling who is the king of the team?

No matter what, I am the leader of this team now. What the hell do you want to say to me?
What's going on, you're deliberately looking for trouble, aren't you?

John Davis doesn't care about the threat of Jerry Stackhouse. He is used to seeing people in big scenes. His family also has a gang background, so he has developed his current character. Now it's almost time to mark the swear words directly.

"What am I talking about?"

John Davis said very displeasedly: "Does it matter what I'm saying? I'm going to tell you right now, you're just a damn thing, you're nothing, don't think that you're You are quite high in the draft, and you are already awesome. You know what, let me tell you, compared to Allen Iverson, the number one pick, you are still far behind. Let me tell you, you don’t have any chance now. It’s just nothing, you know?”

Now, not only Jerry Stackhouse was a little confused, but everyone else was also suddenly confused.

What's going on?

Allen Iverson was half a person involved, and he suddenly didn’t understand it at all.

As the head coach of the team, are you so tough?

Allen Iverson will immediately think of his previous career, and some players also had unpleasantness in the locker room.

The scene was like this.

In the team's locker room, the originally lively atmosphere was instantly broken, and the sounds of fighting continued to sound. The two main players in the team had conflicts due to mistakes in the game, and the dissatisfaction was intense, almost to the level of abuse. The other team members did not dare to interrupt and lowered their heads to drink water. The locker room was filled with an awkward and solemn atmosphere, like a heavy stone ball weighing on everyone's heart, making it difficult for them to breathe.

The surrounding environment also seemed gloomy, the lights on the wall were dim and stuffy, and several red balls placed on the ground looked extremely heavy. There were several used sneakers being repaired on the ground. Their surfaces were covered with sand and soil, exuding a pungent smell. The air in the room was humid and suffocating, with only a few rays of fresh air coming from the base of the wall.

Brown curtains hung on the windows, and the sound of wind blowing could be heard from time to time. There were several magazines placed on the small sofa against the wall in the corner, and the contents on them felt boring. In the corner is a mini-stand, with a bottle of high-quality sports water with an untightened cap on it, and a few broken glass floating on the water. There is a pile of underwear and socks under the stage, which looks neat but can't help but make people feel confused.

There is a photo of the team members hanging on the wall near the door. Their smiles look a bit ironic at the moment. It wasn't until the head coach personally came forward to finally calm down the quarrel between the two main players that the atmosphere eased. The team regroups, leaves the locker room and heads to the playing field. The locker room has thus restored its original bustle, but the ironic photo on the wall seems to have been reminding every player that cooperation is the way to victory.

So now, will it still be like this?
After all, John Davis is not a player on the team, but the head coach.

At this stage, the probability of a fight between players and the head coach happening is still relatively low. After all, this kind of thing has never happened before.

In fact, not only in the past, this kind of situation will be quite rare even in the future.

However, Allen Iverson felt that he did not feel the need to start a fight at this time.

After all, Jerry Stackhouse's matter is the biggest problem in the team at present. If it is not solved thoroughly, I am afraid more things will happen in the future. Such a situation would be simply too much. It's no longer interesting, so in Allen Iverson's view, this matter, even if there is a real fight. As long as there is no life problem, he will not stop it.

Sure enough, after Jerry Stackhouse heard the clear intention of head coach John Davis, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He yelled: "Fuck you, you!" Can you fucking be a coach? If you never want to do this again, then you can get out of this position now, you hear me?"

John Davis sneered disdainfully, and then said: "Humph, if you were Michael Jordan, or you were Magic Johnson, when you said this, you might still have some intimidation to me, but You Jerry Stackhouse, do you think too highly of yourself?
Let me tell you this, in my opinion, you are nothing at all now. Do you understand, you are just a noob. "

After John Davis said these words, there was absolutely no room for relaxation between the two of them.

The two of them are really going further and further on this road.

The two of them rolled up their sleeves without any hesitation and were about to fight.

The locker room was in chaos, with messy sneakers and jerseys scattered all over the floor. The atmosphere was extremely tense, and the audience was silent. Only two players, coach John Davis and Jerry Stackhouse, were in a heated argument. Jerry's fierce face seemed to be spitting fire, and he roared: "This game depends entirely on me. What qualifications do you, a coach, have to command me?!"

John curled his lips disdainfully and mocked: "A deserter like you still wants to direct the game? Don't you know that this game is the key to victory or defeat?"

As soon as the words came out, the two immediately started fighting, fists intertwined rapidly, and violent slaps echoed throughout the locker room. The players gathered around and tried to stop it, but the two men had erupted like a volcano and no one could stop it.

At this time, through the musty smelling locker room door, you can see the ongoing competition venue. In the center of the field, on the green lawn, the players are fighting hard. A player runs quickly, passes the ball to his teammates, and with a smile, he runs forward and tries his best to win. In the stands, countless die-hard football fans cheered and cheered for them.

The atmosphere in the locker room was so tense that it seemed like it could freeze, but it couldn't stop the passion and heat of the game off the field. This is the charm of football and the beautiful dream pursued by every football fan.

Finally, the two people stopped fighting, not because they didn't want to fight, but because the pause this time was not long, and it was time for the two of them to stop.

However, Jerry Stackhouse himself has no say in whether Jerry Stackhouse can play next.

According to the rules, coach John Davis still has the final say on this matter.

Therefore, Jerry Stackhouse was directly pushed to the bench.

And off the field.

……

The night outside the basketball stadium is the other side of a row of food stalls. There, countless people and the smoky atmosphere intertwined to form a unique landscape. The stalls at the entrance of the food stall are filled with a variety of delicacies, such as spicy skewers, meat buns, and fried chicken feet. Teenagers gather here, drinking beer, bottles of Beverages or cocktails, and maybe some are playing cards or playing Landlords.

The lights of the food stalls are dim, and the freshly baked food exudes an attractive aroma. Therefore, even the players on the basketball court three hundred meters away can clearly smell it. Surrounded by blue lights, the sweat of these players left watermarks on the court. They jumped up and made dunks or tackles, making dull sounds that attracted the attention of passers-by. Occasionally, friends would cheer them on from the sidelines.

This is a vibrant scene. People on the basketball court and in front of the food stalls don't seem to interfere with each other, but they are all pursuing the happiness they expect. For some in this scene, it's a way to spice up their daily lives, while for others, it's just a part of their nightly routine because of a basketball game or a food stall. The pleasure it brings has become a part of their lives.

Looking at this scene, the night is getting darker and some of the lights in the food stalls have begun to turn off. Late at night, there will still be some lonely pedestrians walking quietly through this place. The night gradually eliminated all the noise, and this small community fell into a quiet sleep again.

Uncle Quan still held his wine glass high and said happily: "How about it? This is so handsome. This is my nephew."

The fat man's collaborator didn't hesitate at all, and said with a smile: "That goes without saying."

The thin man's collaborator continued to add insult to injury: "The game has started. Look, the guy on the opposite side named Jerry Stackhouse seems to have been replaced. What's going on? He was replaced by our eldest nephew. Are you afraid of being beaten?"

Uncle Quan then focused his attention on the big screen again, and then said: "Hey, I saw it. Oh, by the way, since you two want to praise my eldest nephew Wu Liang, then the outcome of the game depends on you Do you have the ability to control it?”

The fat man's collaborator nodded dejectedly, and then said: "Hey, I know more or less about this guy David Stern, and I don't want to cooperate with Spinach. Otherwise, I can really influence him. "

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