Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 201 Establishing Authority
Tang Ling walked down the sunken staircase, pushed open the glass door leading to the back garden, and outside was the back garden of this townhouse.

"Tang Sen, Dolan will just give you this house. It must be worth several million."

Tang Ling was incredulous.

The family of three is currently touring their new home in New York.

It has a great location, at 35 Charles Street in the West Village of Lower Manhattan, New York. It is a four-story villa with a light brown exterior.

Exit through the main entrance and walk 50 meters east to reach Seventh Avenue in New York.

Then drive north along Seventh Avenue for less than two kilometers, and you'll reach Madison Square Garden.

It's incredibly close.

It can only be said that Dolan went to great lengths to make it easier for Tang Sen to get to work.

Of course, this is just regular office work.

As for daily training, it's a bit of a pain.

This summer, the training center that Dolan had been preparing for was officially completed.

Good thing.

This is a modern training center, covering an area of ​​10,000 square meters. It has two standard basketball courts, a standard ice hockey rink, a professional fitness center, a medical rehabilitation area, and more.

It's brand new and cost a lot of money, setting a precedent for the league in building professional training centers.

The only problem is that it's too far away.

It is located in Tarrytown, West Chester County, north of Manhattan, and is 40 kilometers away from Madison Square Garden as the crow flies.

Cheney had complained to Tangsen that if he drove there during rush hour and was unlucky, it could take an hour and a half.

Therefore, the investment in this modern training hall directly rendered Tang Sen's five-point badge obsolete.

The players are fine.

A bunch of rookies will definitely choose to live in places close to the training facility.

According to Donnie, some of the rookies rented apartments right near the training center.

But what about Tang Sen?

Practice starts at 5 a.m., and even if there aren't many cars in Manhattan at that hour, you still have to leave at least an hour early.

We need to leave at 4:00 AM, so we have to get up at 3:30 AM.

In the long run, before the players even develop, Tang Sen himself will be ruined.

Fortunately, there are many badges now, so losing 5 points of the 30% bonus is insignificant.

Tang Ling wandered around the private garden, then came to the east wall of the garden. She stretched her neck and hopped around, trying to see the neighbor's house through the gaps in the greenery and decorative panels.

"Tang Sen, is Hilary Swank really living next door?"

She looked incredulous.

It's like living in Beverly Hills, Los Angeles, where all your neighbors are Hollywood stars.

"It's the one you're thinking of. I even saw her husband yesterday."

Tang Sen sat down, not particularly interested in this female celebrity neighbor. His only impression of her was that she had a cameo role in Growing Pains, where she played Ben and Leonardo DiCaprio's high school classmate.

I met her husband yesterday and specifically asked him how much they spent on the house.

This is a row of townhouses, all with the same floor plan and size.

They bought it in the first half of this year for 390 million.

Then my set should be about the same price.

In other words, Dolan was afraid that Dolan would resign and run away, so he gave Dolan four million dollars for nothing.

He also helped settle all the taxes, at a cost of more than four million.

It can only be said that Dolan is well aware of how difficult it is for the Knicks to play like this now, and how heavily they rely on Townsend.

That's why they're willing to go to any lengths to keep Tang Sen in New York.

"Alright, take your time looking around. Pick any room you like, just save one for me. It's almost time, I have to go."

Tang Sen glanced at his watch and said.

Today is October 2nd, media day for the new season.

"and many more."

Tang Ling called out to Tang Sen and went over to help him straighten his slightly crooked tie.

After tidying up, she stepped back and, with her professional public relations expertise, gave a critique, nodding in satisfaction.

However, as soon as he stepped outside, Tang Sen casually ripped off his tie.

I'm not used to wearing them at all.

One downside of living in Manhattan, where land is incredibly expensive, is not having a garage. The red Ferrari that Dolan gifted me can only sit on the street collecting dust.

Before he even got on the bus, a middle-aged man walked by with a dog and greeted Tang Sen.

Tang Sen didn't know him at all.

However, those who live nearby are all wealthy people from Manhattan.

"Tang, help us train an MJ."

Clearly, this is a Knicks fan.

Tang Sen smiled and nodded, feeling a bit ashamed. Training someone like Jordan? He really dared to dream of it.

Driving in New York is not like driving in Orlando, where you can drive freely on the main roads, with a maximum speed of 20 yards per minute and a traffic light every 200 meters. Today is a big day, and many fans are heading to Madison Square Garden, making it incredibly crowded.

It took us almost twenty minutes to travel just two kilometers.

It felt like I would have arrived long ago on foot.

Looking at the bicycles weaving in and out, Tang Sen decided to simply ride his bicycle to work, as it would be much more convenient than driving.

No, that won't work either. The training center is too far away; I can't do it without a car.

But this training facility is really necessary.

Prior to this, the Knicks had been making do with training at Madison Square Garden.

Because the Rangers also train here, plus there are at least 300 events of various kinds here every year, Cheney told himself.

Two years ago, during a concert, the team was forced to train after 10 p.m. for three consecutive days because of the equipment installation.

Not only was time tight, but the space was also cramped.

There is no dedicated equipment area inside the stadium, so sometimes strength training can only be done in a temporary area next to the court.

The rehabilitation facilities are pitifully limited to just two small rooms and a few massage beds.

The training area and the spectator area are separated by a glass wall. Spike Lee often watched the Knicks team practice and even complained about the problems with the team's practice.

There's a subway downstairs and a station outside, with trains and subways running every day. Cheney complained that during training, he had to hold up a megaphone so the players could hear what he was shouting.

Finally arrived at the destination.

Players and VIP clients can go through the VIP entrance on the north side of the arena, facing 33rd Street. There is an elevator there that allows players to go directly to the locker room.

The uniformed staff will have a slightly more difficult time, as they have to go through the southwest entrance, the fan entrance at the intersection of Eighth Avenue and 31st Street, which is the team's support area.

What's even more troublesome is that Madison doesn't even have an underground parking garage.

So if Tang Sen wants to park here, he must first go to the VIP entrance on the north side, where someone will park his car on Fifth Avenue.

Then Tang Sen had to walk around to the southwest to get to his office, which was quite a hassle.

However, even team owner Dolan is not immune to this.

If you want convenience, you can only use the VIP entrance.

Tang Sen knew that he already had enough fame in New York thanks to the relentless coverage by the New York media.

But I never expected to be so famous. As I walked along, 6 out of 10 passersby greeted me.

He even asked if the team could truly train someone like Garnett or Jordan.

All I can say is that New York fans are truly passionate.

Upon entering the stadium, I swiped my card to proceed to the office area. Just as I went upstairs, I bumped into Tedeschi in the coffee area.

"morning."

He must have just arrived as well, as he greeted Tang Sen with a smile.

"morning."

Tang Sen went up and took a bottle of water from the refrigerator.

During their collaboration in the summer, Tang Sen was very satisfied with Tedsky's professionalism.

He has a wealth of experience, especially in sports rehabilitation and maintaining physical condition.

After considering it, Tang Sen extended an invitation to him, wanting him to come to New York.

I had told Leiden before that I was coming to lead a team.

The Knicks' head trainer was originally named Greg Brittenham.

This person is also a top trainer in the industry.

His father, Dean Brittenham, was a big name and pioneer in the field of physical fitness.

He was good at physical training, and Dolan was reluctant to fire him, so he talked to Townsend and asked him to be his deputy.

Tang Sen can simply sign any person he wants.

Knowing that Tang Sen has a heavy training schedule this season, there's no such thing as too many trainers.

He offered Tederski an annual salary of 600,000.

With his salary doubled, Tedsky hesitated for a while before accepting the offer and moved to New York with his family.

He has three children, and the educational opportunities in New York are even better.

Of course, there's also Hall and his apprentice Guo Yonglin.

Guo Yonglin had been talking about buying a house in Orlando but hadn't made up his mind. Now that's the time, he's moved to New York.

He couldn't afford to live in Manhattan, so he bought a house in Flushing, and the family of three happily moved in.

The office area is small, which results in a small office as well.

There wasn't even a window. That's already good enough; at least they had a private office. Tedsky only had a desk.

Not long after he sat down, Leiden knocked on the door and entered.

He closed the door behind him and sat down opposite Tang Sen: "Tang, the reporters will definitely ask you about our desire to develop Garnett and Jordan. If you can, please praise these players more. We need the buzz."

Tang Sen said, "Bragging is fine, but aren't you really afraid that the training won't be successful in the end?"

Before reporting to New York, Tangsen had already told Leidenming publicly that he wanted the next Garnett and the next Jordan.

But internally, you need to be more realistic.

Like DeShawn Stevenson, he didn't care about Jordan anymore; he was content with just having the opportunity to become a star.

In short, lower your expectations.

If I really had to train someone like Jordan, I'd have to quit my job.

"I understand, that's what they say to the media. We've acquired so many rookies this year, and the fans have been criticizing us to death. If we don't give them some expectations, they'll eat us alive," Renden explained with a sheepish laugh.

Tang Sen raised an eyebrow: "It's not us, it's you."

It was you who proposed the plan and encouraged Dolan to do it. In the end, it didn't work out, so I'm not taking the blame.

"It's my fault, it's my problem, I apologize, okay?" Leiden apologized repeatedly.

He has a good personality and is easy to get along with.

As he spoke, he affectionately pulled Tang Sen to the locker room, saying that Tang Sen hadn't met his players yet.

When I arrived at the locker room, quite a few people had already arrived.

As I entered, I ran into a young man wearing a Timberwolves home jersey with the number 21. He was pounding his chest and yelling to the sky, "Come on!"

It's obvious that he's imitating Garnett.

Then, with an arrogant expression, he spread his arms wide and declared, "I am Kevin Garnett!"

His funny imitations caused the players in the locker room to burst into laughter.

But he had only chuckled twice when he saw Tang Sen and Leiden walk in.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

The young man imitating Garnett, Darius Miles, froze on the spot, nervously glancing behind him and asking if someone was behind him.

Not far away, Kenyon Dooling, who also came from the Clippers, nodded slightly and nervously stood up.

All the players present were young people around 20 years old.

In NBA teams, they are rookies, the lowest rungs of the locker room, serving the team's star player.

They're not qualified to act like star players yet.

Therefore, they were still very reserved in front of a team general manager like Ryden.

Darius Miles slowly turned around and lowered his head.

Leiden remained silent, his face dark.

He had anticipated that young people would be unruly, but seeing it in person still gave him a headache.

Tang Sen stepped forward with a stern face, tapped Miles' chest with his finger, and said coldly, "Who do you think you are? A third-place scholar, huh? You think you're so great?"

A bunch of young people, and the team is ambitious to develop them, so how can they not be disciplined?

So even without this little incident, Tang Sen still wanted to give them a taste of their own medicine and let these young people know what was what.

Miles's expression changed drastically, becoming unnatural, though his eyes still held a hint of resentment.

"Come, let me see, how many third-place scholars, how many second-place scholars, and how many top scholars are here?"

Tang Sen then looked at the players present.

At a glance, I could see two runners-up.

"Every year there's a third overall pick, but there's only one Garnett. If you want to be Garnett, you're not good enough yet!"

Tang Sen looked up and stared directly at Miles.

In the exchange of glances, Miles was the first to concede defeat.

The real Garnett trained with Townsend.

"I was wrong."

He offered an apology in a voice barely audible.

Tang Sen snapped, "Weren't you shouting really loud just now? Speak up, I can't hear you. And call out 'sir' up ahead!"

Miles lowered his head, his eyes flickered for a moment, then he raised his head and said loudly, "Sir, I was wrong!"

Tang Sen then gave up and turned to look at the others in the locker room.

Not complete; several items are missing.

“I think you all know who I am?” Tang Sen said.

The players all nodded in agreement.

A person's name is like a tree's shadow; in today's NBA, no player is unaware of Townsend's name.

Tang Sen pointed at the crowd and shouted, "Don't tell me who's the second overall pick, who's the third overall pick, who's some kind of super genius, the next Garnett, the next Jordan, bullshit!"

"In my eyes, you're just a bunch of noobs!"

Everyone fell silent, trembling with fear.

Tang Sen continued, "I don't actually want you guys, you guys."

Tang Sen pointed to a player.

Jonathan Bender.

When his name was called, his expression changed, and he instinctively straightened up.

"Didn't Larry keep saying your talent surpassed everyone else in the league combined? And what happened? Three seasons later, have you proven yourself?"

Bender's face instantly felt incredibly hot and burning.

He was an introverted person, but at this moment his sore spot was touched, and he looked up to refute.

He meant that he was injured, which affected his performance.

"Don't tell me you've been injured. The Pacers gave you a chance, did you seize it?"

In the first two seasons, even when he was healthy, he didn't perform like the fifth overall pick, the next Garnett.

Bender pursed his lips, unable to refute.

Tang Sen even received a notification that the [Truth] badge had been triggered.

"But there's nothing I can do. The team brought you guys over and even put you under my training."

Tang Sen continued, "So if anyone doesn't train hard enough, I'll fire them immediately. Believe me, I can do it."

The Knicks made it clear to me that I could make the selection, and that it would be a matter of survival of the fittest, with whoever wasn't good enough getting out.

"Also, don't think that leaving the team will make everything alright. Players I personally trained but didn't achieve results with, you should consider whether any team will want you."

Tang Sen gave a cold smile.

That smile sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

Miles, standing next to him, gasped and widened his eyes.

That's right. If even a top trainer like Tang Sen couldn't train a player to perform well, then it's clear that they lack talent and have no potential for development.

After a few seconds of pause, Tang Sen changed his tone and said confidently, "However, if you are willing to put in the effort, then this will also be an opportunity for you."

“You could become the next Kwame Brown, the next Jeryl Suther.”

"Become a star, sign a big contract, live in the luxury villa you want, drive a luxury car, guys, this is New York, anything is possible."

Dolan is never stingy when it comes to a big contract if he plays well.

"Who knows, you might actually become the next Garnett, the next Jordan."

Tang Sen's gaze swept over everyone present.

There was silence.

"What, you don't want it?" Tang Sen retorted loudly.

The crowd then realized what was happening, exchanged glances, and simultaneously shouted, "We want it!"

A group of rookie players, who wouldn't want to prove themselves, sign a big contract, and become a star in the public eye?

If you don't want this, why come to the NBA?

"Then don't disappoint me tomorrow."

Tang Sen nodded slightly. The new season's training camp will officially begin tomorrow.

Seeing everyone nodding in agreement, Tang Sen felt it wasn't enough.

My own words of encouragement felt a bit dry, unlike Rivers's, which were incredibly inspiring and always got people fired up.

"By the way, you've probably heard that I like to train in the morning."

As he turned to leave, Tang Sen stopped and turned back to say, "So I'm giving you a test. I want to see all of you at the training center before 5 a.m. tomorrow."

"Those who are late should think about the consequences."

Tang Sen gave a light snort and left the locker room with Leiden.

As he walked out of the locker room, Leiden gave Tang Sen a thumbs up.

Training is crucial to his plan.

Therefore, Tang Sen must establish his authority and intimidate these young people.

“Scott, I’ve already said what I meant. If anyone can’t handle it, you’ll have to cooperate and get rid of them,” Tang Sen said.

This is called making an example of someone.

Tang Sen didn't want to use it, but if he had to, he would need Leiden's support.

"of course."

Leiden nodded without hesitation.

The new season's training camp officially begins tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)