Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 44 Chinatown

Kevin Johnson went upstairs to the office area and met the team doctor Stephen Haas.

He previously worked at Georgetown University Medical Center as a senior orthopedic specialist.

The two men exchanged greetings, and Haas grabbed Johnson and asked in surprise, "I heard you were resigning. Is that true or not?"

In 94, Kevin Johnson worked for the Wizards.

The year before, Haas came to the Wizards, and the two worked together for many years and were close friends.

Johnson hesitated and said, "I have this idea, but I haven't confirmed it yet. Mainly because I've been too tired these years. I'm considering taking a break for a while."

The trainer’s job is not easy either, especially since he leads a team and has more responsibilities.

Haas said "oh" and asked in a low voice, "Is it because of Leonard?"

In the past three seasons, the Wizards have changed five head coaches.

Last season, Jordan called the shots and brought in Leonard Hamilton from the University of Miami.

He also gave him a 5-year, $1000 million contract.

As a result, after just one season, after being selected as the No. 1 pick, Jordan became displeased with him again and quickly asked him to pack up and get out.

Johnson and he had a very fierce argument because of their different training concepts.

"You said he doesn't understand the NBA. Anyway, he has already been fired, so there is no need for you to resign because of him," Haas said again.

Johnson shook his head irritably.

He has had five head coaches in three years, each with different ideas, which has been a lot of trouble for him in recent years.

"It's not confirmed yet," Johnson said.

He just had this idea and talked to Unseld about it once.

"That's good." Haas was still a little reluctant to leave Johnson. Just as he was about to leave, he said, "By the way, did you arrange for Brown to come to training so early? If he does, he might not get enough rest and then have problems with training."

"morning?"

Johnson was stunned for a moment, confused, and asked, "I just ran into Brown and the others. Didn't they leave again and not come to training?"

"What do you mean they didn't come to training?" Haas shook his head. "They came at five o'clock. When you met them, they should have just finished training."

"Five o'clock?"

Johnson's eyes widened.

This is nonsense.

Even when Jordan was running a breakfast club, it wasn't this early.

"I really don't know. This should be arranged by his own trainer, the one arranged by Tang." Johnson frowned.

He met Tang Sen during the last tryout, but they didn't talk much.

Later, after Brown was selected as the No. 1 pick, he shouted on a national live broadcast that Donson was the best trainer in the world. He also knew this.

Dismissively, of course.

You Brown said yes, so that's it?

Now, after hearing Haas say that Townsend arranged for Brown to get up at five o'clock for training, Johnson's first thought was to mess around.

After all, it is a wild way. Training is something that requires science and cannot be achieved simply by quantity.

Johnson really feels there is no difference between getting up at five o'clock to train and starting training at eight o'clock.

"I'll talk to them later," Johnson said.

Now that Brown is an asset of the Wizards, we can't let an outsider mess around with him.

Haas nodded and turned to leave.

He was also afraid that the new top draft pick would develop physical problems before even playing in the game.

If you develop problems during practice, you have to treat them yourself.

On the other side, Donson and Brown had already left the stadium.

It's bustling and lively outside.

Brown was starving, but with a quick glance, he suddenly asked, "Sir, is Chinese food delicious? Didn't you tell me before that all the Chinese food I ate was fake? That's Chinatown over there, there should be real Chinese food there."

The Verizon Center is right next to Chinatown, about a hundred meters away from the special "Friendship Archway".

The last time he came, Tang Sen thought about taking Brown and the others to have an authentic Chinese meal.

also.

Tang Sen also missed Chinese food a little, especially the home-cooked dishes with rich oil and red sauce made by his mother.

"Come on, I'm treating you."

Tang Sen waved his hand and took Brown along Seventh Avenue towards Chinatown.

While walking, Tang Sen was also thinking about training.

It is easy to find assistants. Normally, there will be many players, such as trainers and assistant coaches from colleges, lower leagues, and even universities, who will voluntarily participate in the training of NBA players during the off-season.

Just help out and practice with me.

Many of them are free and only provide basic food and accommodation.

For them, being able to play with NBA players is a very rare opportunity. So if Tang Sen is willing, he should be able to find such players easily.

But now that Brown has been selected by the Wizards, the team has trainers and sparring partners, so they can definitely let them provide them.

And this massage therapist.

Although there is a system monitoring, Tang Sen is also afraid that the training volume will be too heavy and will really cause Brown to have problems.

Therefore, not only do you need to learn some knowledge about sports medicine, you also have to find a professional physical therapist.

The team must have it, but I don’t know what the level is.

As they were thinking about this, the two arrived at Chinatown.

Brown's height of over two meters naturally makes him eye-catching, and many people recognized him as this year's top pick and came forward to ask for photos with him.

Tang Sen's attention was on the restaurants on both sides.

I don’t like Sichuan cuisine because it’s too spicy. I also don’t like Cantonese cuisine because it’s too light and I can’t get used to it.

As I was walking around, there was suddenly a loud crash.

Something fell one meter in front of Tang Sen.

At the same time, broken glass fell and exploded, making a loud noise.

The incident happened suddenly and Tang Sen was startled. He subconsciously took a step back to avoid it. As a result, because he was on the edge of the curb, his left foot missed the ground and twisted, causing him to fall backwards.

Brown, who was following behind, reacted very quickly and held up Tang Sen, preventing him from falling.

But his left foot twisted and Tang Sen grimaced in pain.

Only after looking closely could I see what it was.

It turned out to be a 2.5 kg dumbbell!
It was thrown down from the second floor on the right by smashing the window.

"Sir, are you okay?" Brown asked hurriedly.

Tang Sen shook his head, feeling a little scared.

Just two steps away and this thing will hit me on the head.

If it really hit Brown on the head, the headline of tomorrow's news would probably be that the new top draft pick suffered a sudden misfortune and died.

Who!

Tang Sen looked towards the second floor.

I was surprised to find that the second floor seemed to be a martial arts school. There was a big word "Zhenwu Martial Arts School" on the window, and there were small words "Chinese Martial Arts, Authentic Shaolin" next to it.

Faintly, there were sounds of quarreling.

This matter needs to be discussed carefully. How could this happen? Aren't you afraid of hurting someone?
As we were about to go up, a group of people came down the stairs next to us, cursing.

He looks like he's pretending to be nice, so he's not a good person.

"What are you looking at!"

The leader, wearing a flowered shirt, shouted fiercely at the passersby who stopped by and then walked away.

And right after that, another person came down.

He is a middle-aged man with a somewhat wealthy appearance and a bald head.

He might be the owner of a martial arts school.

He saw the dumbbells on the ground and Tang Sen standing on tiptoe next to him. He was startled and hurried over: "Are you...are you okay?"

His voice was trembling.

If you hurt someone, you will not only face lawsuits, but also need to pay for medical treatment.
But in the United States, seeing a doctor can be fatal.

"What do you think?" Tang Sen snorted coldly.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" He kept bowing and apologizing.

Tang Sen noticed that there were scratches on his face and footprints on his yellow double-button training suit.

I guess he just got beaten.

It seems that even the master is no match for him and still gets beaten.

Tang Sen could guess what had happened. Looking at his miserable state, he stretched his left foot and felt that it was not a big problem. He said, "Forget it. It's my bad luck."

After all, we are compatriots, and it is not easy to work hard abroad.

Can you really drag him along and go to the hospital to extort thousands of dollars from him?
"Thank you, I'm so sorry!" He kept bowing as if he had been pardoned.

But when Tang Sen was about to leave, he suddenly stopped him and said, "Sir, you twisted your ankle. I may not have the money to take you to the hospital. How about I help you take care of it? I have my own safflower oil. I guarantee that you will be able to walk normally tomorrow."

"Hurry up, or I'll feel really bad."

He looked at Tang Sen humbly.

There are crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. I guess he is around 40 years old. This look is really uncomfortable.

"alright."

Tang Sen hesitated and nodded.

(End of this chapter)