Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 84 Jordan: I wish time could go back (seeking first order)

There is no need to elaborate on the love-hate relationship between the Pistons and Jordan.

My dislike for Thomas has even reached the point where it’s either me or him.

But even so, on the big day when Jordan returned to the court, Pistons fans still filled the Palace of Auburn Hills out of respect.

Maybe it was also due to Hill's help.

When Thomas, the backbone of the Bad Boys, said goodbye with a smile in 94 and the glory of the Motor City was about to end, the Detroit people welcomed their new love.

Grant Hill won everyone over with his grace and strength.

In those years, Hill was a favorite of Detroit people.

Although this journey did not last, when Hill decided to leave last year, the vast majority of Detroit fans still sent him their blessings.

When Detroit fans learned that Hill was injured again and was out for the season, they felt more heartbroken.

It’s like watching your child grow up and being bullied outside.

So a year later, when Hill returned to the Palace of Auburn Hills, the Pistons fans in the stands gave him applause even louder than when Jordan appeared.

They can see the number 33 running fast on the court again.

Unfortunately, this reminiscence soon came to an abrupt end.

At 9 minutes and 27 seconds in the first quarter, Hill dribbled the ball, changed direction, broke through Stackhouse, and made a high throw under the basket.

But after landing, he took two steps on tiptoe and suddenly stopped.

Then he waved his hand to indicate that there was a problem.

Laettner immediately hugged Ben Wallace and paused the game.

Then, amid the exclamations of the Pistons fans, Hill slowly walked to the sidelines to be examined.

After just one minute, he stood up again and walked back to the locker room with the help of the team doctor.

There was an uproar at the scene.

In a trance, I dreamed back to April 26 last year, the second game of the playoffs against the Heat, when Hill also tiptoed on his left foot and disappeared into the player tunnel.

That day, a dark cloud has lingered over the city of Detroit that has not yet dissipated.

This is also the main reason why Jordan sat on the sidelines without saying a word with a dark face.

Damn, I had a beautiful summer dream and imagined the perfect moment countless times, but in the end, I only had fun for 9 minutes.

Just gone?
Even I, an old guy, am fine.

And this sullen look lasted until the end of the game.

Jordan only played in the first half, played for 16 minutes, made 4 of 8 shots, and scored 8 points.

Winning or losing doesn't matter.

It didn't matter that Stackhouse, the junior whom he taught a lesson, roared and scored 30 points.

What matters is Hill's ankle.

The initial inspection of the locker room was less than ideal and requires further inspection.

So when Jordan was surrounded by reporters for interviews after the game, he didn't look happy at all.

"Don't write nonsense to me. Grant is very good. You all saw it during training camp. He is in excellent condition!"

"I'm looking forward to playing with him. The season hasn't officially started yet and he'll be back soon."

Jordan, in an irritable mood, warned the reporter with a hint of threat.

Don't believe everything you hear. Who doesn't get hurt when playing ball?

This irritability was only slightly relieved at the post-match press conference.

"You mean, Brown scored 7 points in his debut?" Jordan asked with a strange expression.

In the summer, I got Hill and got what I wanted.

But despite being excited, Jordan also felt a little worried.

Brown is a really good guy.

It seems that the performance in the summer league is not a wash.

Especially when they changed their route to Brunswick and saw Brown's rapid progress, Jordan was really worried that Brown would play too well and affect his reputation.

At that time I thought it wouldn’t happen.

No matter how well Brown performs, can he compare to Hill?

I want to be combat-ready, so there's nothing wrong with being forced to give up my future.

But Hill was unexpectedly injured and sat on the sidelines in the second half, and Jordan really started to worry.

Hill has an ankle injury, which he has suffered several times.

What if the last thing you want to happen happens, and Brown performs well again, how will this deal be settled?
I gave up a bright future in exchange for a sick child. How will the fans and the media view me?

How could Jordan not panic?

Now that he heard that Brown only scored 7 points in his debut, Jordan felt relieved.

I haven't scored that many points myself.

It seems that this kid is still young and needs more training.

The reporter in the audience nodded and said, "That's right. The game over there just ended half an hour ago. Brown started and played for more than 9 minutes. He scored 7 points on 3-for-6 shooting, grabbed 3 rebounds, and had 1 block."

Jordan, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was suddenly stunned.

One quarter of the game?
He thought it was at least half the game.

Frown slightly.

More than 9 minutes, 7 points.

hiss……

It seems like quite a few.

This is almost an average of 1 minute and 1 point.

If you give him a normal starting position and let him play for 35 minutes, that would be almost 27 or 28 points.

This guy can do it!

Look at Hill, who also played for more than nine minutes and only scored 6 points.

"That's okay."

Jordan's tone was a little sour.

After saying that, he realized it was a little inappropriate and added, "I was optimistic about him during the draft and knew he was a genius."

The reporters in the audience rolled their eyes.

This is a bit of a lie. Whoever said that even if I had to choose again a hundred times, I would never choose him again.

When the Hill deal was completed, looking back, some things became clear.

Those so-called compliments that were put on Brown's shoulders really ruined the analysis. Don't you have any idea of ​​the real situation?

A nearby reporter suddenly raised his hand and said, "During the game, Brown and Mourning faced off directly. He scored 7 points under Mourning's full defense, while Mourning only scored 6 points during the match."

"Most importantly, Brown blocked Alonso Mourning and nearly dunked over him. After the game, Mourning said in an interview that Brown's performance far exceeded his expectations and that Brown didn't look like a rookie at all. He tried his best but couldn't stop Brown."

"What do you think of Mourning's comments?"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Jordan's face.

Seeing the smile on his face, it suddenly froze, his eyes widened, and he couldn't hide his shock.

Jordan was silent for a long time. He was really a little surprised.

Who, did I hear it wrong?
Mourning?

Alonzo Mourning?

Even though he was ill, he was still a top center who could be discussed alongside the top four.

As a result, you said that Brown scored 7 points under his full defense, which was higher than Mourning's score.

And he almost dunked over Mourning.

Crazy!
"Are you sure?" Jordan came back to his senses and asked in a deep voice.

He knew the nature of reporters. If Bie Mo Ning said something polite, it would become a full-scale defense in your mouth, and you couldn't stop it even if you tried your best.

These are completely two concepts.

"of course."

The reporter who asked the question nodded without hesitation.

Jordan was silent for a moment, then said, "That's a good thing. I wish him the best. As you know, I have always liked him."

After speaking hastily, Jordan waved his hand to signal that this was enough, and quickly stood up and left.

He was afraid that he would not be able to hold it in any longer.

Damn, what's going on with this kid?
When he saw Brown again in Brownsville, he was worried.

But no matter how good Brown is, at best he can only be a qualified starting center.

This is not an exaggeration and is worthy of his status as the top scholar.

But what the hell is happening now?

Facing Mourning, he wanted to dunk over Mourning?
I wasn't necessarily this awesome even when I was a rookie.

He returned to the locker room and immediately found Collins and asked him to help him get the game video between the Magic and Heat.

"What's wrong?" Collins asked curiously.

Jordan snorted and said, "Brown scored 7 points under Mourning's defense."

"7 points?"

Collins raised his eyebrows slightly, then said, "That's okay, but it's not a lot."

7 points, three goals.

Brown is the No. 1 pick after all, so it's not possible that he can't score three goals in a game.

Jordan said with a dark face: "It was 7 points in a single quarter. That kid only played one quarter and he scored 7 points, while Alonzo only scored 6 points."

"Single quarter... 7 points?"

Collins' eyes suddenly widened.

A mediocre 7-point game, 7 points in a single quarter, and under Mourning's defense, that's...

Collins gasped, understanding why Jordan was concerned about a game thousands of miles away.

There's so much attention on this deal.

Brown's performance directly affects Jordan's vision and judgment.

In other words, it affects Jordan's reputation.

Especially with Hill injured again.

Someone was going to get the video. Collins hesitated for a moment and then advised, "Michael, don't overthink it. Besides, Alonzo just returned from a season-ending injury, and his condition is still uncertain."

Jordan didn't say anything. He just wanted to watch the game video as soon as possible.

After the team returned to the hotel, the video analyst requested the game tape from the league.

It was on Collins' laptop that the two watched the game together.

When they saw Brown come up and jump over Mourning to complete the shot, their expressions suddenly changed.

Collins glanced quickly at Jordan.

Jordan, who had folded his arms, had sat up straight and frowned.

This is Ewing's bunny hop, don't think I can't recognize it.

When he turned around, Jordan saw the confrontation between Brown and Mourning.

Starting from the three-point line, the two people seemed to be in a fight, entangled madly, you pushing me and I pushing you.

Elbows and shoves flew, and neither side gave an inch.

At this moment, Jordan felt inexplicably physically uncomfortable.

Suddenly I remembered that when I faced the Bad Boys Army all those years ago, Lambier and his gang of bastards treated me the same way.

If you want to catch the ball safely, you’re dreaming. You won’t be able to touch the ball unless you get hit twice.

"Mo Ning's condition..."

Collins also frowned.

With this level of resistance, he doesn't look like a patient with an incurable disease who needs a kidney transplant.

Then, he saw Mourning fail to squeeze out in the next step and choose to force the shot, but was blocked by Brown in the air.

"Fake!"

Collins couldn't help cursing.

He couldn't help but shout that it was too hard.

In this kind of confrontation, do you dare to say that Mourning didn't give it his all? When the camera zoomed in, it seemed that Mourning's facial features were distorted because of the effort.

But Brown held on and blocked Alonso's shot.

Jordan's facial expression management has begun to get out of control.

Then, the two saw the exquisite cooperation between Brown and McGrady, and Brown took off directly, knocked away Mourning and almost dunked into the basket.

"Shet."

Jordan couldn't hold it in any longer and cursed.

With such physical fitness and toughness, he would even believe that Ewing on the sidelines was rejuvenated.

And it's not over yet.

The two men were silent, watching the confrontation between the two escalate again, just like a lion king challenge on the grassland, the two lions, one old and one young, were madly biting each other.

In this intense confrontation, Brown held on for 9 minutes and scored 7 points.

He also contributed a scene where he turned around and passed Mourning directly.

With a snap, Jordan slammed the laptop screen shut and walked out of the room without a word.

He was a little restless and wanted to be quiet.

Collins sighed and could understand Jordan's gaffe.

If Hill had scored 20 points today and made a perfect comeback, Jordan would not be like this.

But who knew he would be so short-lived and get injured again just after his comeback!

Collins hesitated, opened his laptop, and watched the first quarter of the game again.

The more I looked, the more frightened I became.

Compared to the Summer League, Brown has evolved again.

Ewing's bunny hop alone would not have been possible without excellent physical confrontation, amazing explosiveness, and stable shooting.

If he hadn't been eliminated after just one quarter, and had really treated it as a regular season game, given Brown's current form, Collins felt he had a good chance of scoring 20 points or more.

And this is facing Mourning.

What if it was someone else?
Wouldn't it be easier?

Collins rubbed his temples and suddenly felt a little regretful.

At the beginning, I definitely supported Hill's deal.

It's Hill after all.

But now seeing Brown's performance, Collins began to waver.

Hill is already 29 years old and has undergone surgery. He keeps injuring the same part of his body. He is becoming a glass man.

But Brown is only 19!
The last player who was able to fight back and forth with Mourning and conquer the opponent as a high school student was named Tim Duncan.

If they had not made the trade and had chosen to keep Brown, then with the toughness shown by Brown, the Wizards' inside line would not have been blown up by Big Ben today.

But the die is cast, what can we do?

Collins now just hopes that this quarter will be a flash in the pan and that his performance in the following quarters will be worse.

The better Brown performs, the more doubts there will be about this deal.

It is said that it will affect Jordan's reputation, but won't it affect himself?
I am the head coach.

……

As far away as Orlando.

Brown carried his bag and went to the underground parking lot with satisfaction.

He was a little depressed at first because he only played one quarter and didn't achieve his small goal.

But later, I saw everyone praising myself.

Even his opponents were praising him, and Brown's mood improved.

When returning to the locker room from the player tunnel, a child even reached out and shouted his name.

Brown happily gave him the sneakers.

This was also the first time that Brown experienced the feeling of being sought after by Orlando fans.

It feels really good!

So from this perspective, today's debut should be perfect.

Brown silently scored himself in his heart.

Well, ninety points!

He found his brother's car.

Tabari was so excited that he kept saying it was a pity that the dunk was a waste. If his arms were a little longer, the dunk would have been perfect.

Brown was about to speak when his phone vibrated.

Message from Tang Sen.

"Is the competition over? How was your performance?"

The game was not broadcast live.

Brown quickly replied, saying that he had 7 points, 3 rebounds and 1 block.

After a moment, Tang Sen replied.

"That's okay."

This tone...

Brown, who was in high spirits, suddenly felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over him.

He felt that Tang Sen seemed a little disappointed.

Just as he was about to explain, news from Tang Sen came again.

"Don't overthink it. Whether your performance is good or bad, as long as you're satisfied, it's OK. There's still a lot of time to come. By the way, Mourning's dick is pretty tough, I'm afraid you're having trouble with it. Go find Lao Guo and have him give you a good massage, then get some rest."

After seeing these words, especially the last sentence, Brown's mood improved again.

As expected, Tang Sen still cares about himself.

Brown, who originally wanted to explain, has now changed his mind.

He wanted to keep up the good work and perform well, then wait for Tang Sen to come back, or see his outstanding performance on TV and give him a surprise.

"walk home."

Brown greeted.

Soon, the two returned home.

Guo Yonglin had actually made preparations and was just waiting for Brown to come back.

After asking, I found out that Tang Sen had sent another message to Guo Yonglin.

Brown felt warm in his heart and lay obediently on the bed to receive the massage.

When he lifted Brown's clothes, Guo Yonglin gasped.

Not to mention the back, it was a big red patch.

The front of his chest was covered in bruises.

"Are you going to play ball or to fight?" Guo Yonglin grinned.

He knew that the level of professional basketball was very high and that the players were all non-human.

But it’s still a bit scary that a game of ball turned out like this.

Brown laughed nonchalantly, thinking to himself, if you knew I had only played one quarter, you would be even more shocked.

Guo Yonglin was still the same, using homemade medicinal wine to help Brown relieve the bruises.

"They are all minor injuries, not a big problem."

As he spoke, Guo Yonglin asked Brown if he had any good news today. He lay there with a smile on his face.

"Nothing much, I just played pretty well." Brown didn't elaborate, knowing that Guo Yonglin didn't quite understand either.

Then he said, "By the way, I also realized something today, which is rhythm."

When this was mentioned, Brown suddenly became excited.

In the past, Tang Sen taught me through words and deeds, and gave me comprehensive guidance.

And this little realization I gained today was something I came up with on my own.

Guo Yonglin was massaging while listening to Brown describe his understanding. Suddenly, he said, "Isn't this rhythm you're talking about the so-called constant response to ever-changing circumstances?"

"What do you mean?"

Brown asked, pushing himself up.

Guo Yonglin gestured for him to lie down, and while pressing him, he explained, "It's probably about combining movement and stillness, and transforming reality into illusion. Hmm, let me think about how to put it."

He thought for a moment, then said, "Take your training, for example, when you flip a tire."

One of Brown's training activities is to flip a huge tire to improve core explosiveness.

"You see, this tire is fixed. It doesn't move. It will react in the same way as you apply force. If you apply enough force, you can flip it over."

"And in our mindset, the most core skill is called hoeing and digging, which means hoeing the ground."

"Hoeing is a technical job. Think about it, you don't know what's going on in the soil. Sometimes the soil is hard and there are rocks in it. If you hoe too lightly, you won't be able to turn it over. If you hoe too hard, the hoe will be too deep and you'll need more force to turn it over."

"So when we practice this Kung Fu, we must keep some spare energy. Only with spare energy can we make changes. This means we can adapt to all changes without changing."

"Isn't it just like what you said, that we should change the rhythm according to the opponent's strength? It's almost the same idea."

He finished, looking down at Brown.

Brown also looked at him intently, then asked with a confused look on his face, "What is a hoe?"

Guo Yonglin rolled his eyes.

"Just pretend I never said anything."

"NO."

Brown shook his head hurriedly, then said, "Guo, you know Chinese Kung Fu. You're a master, so what you say must be useful. Can you teach me? I want everyone to learn from you."

Tang Sen is still studying with Guo Yonglin.

"he?"

Speaking of Tang Sen, Guo Yonglin pursed his lips and commented, "He has absolutely no talent."

Seeing Brown keep asking, Guo Yonglin simply said, "Alright, I'll teach you tomorrow."

Brown then gave up.

He was serious. Before setting off for training the next day, he specifically told Guo Yonglin that he wanted to learn how to hoe the fields.

Guo Yonglin nodded helplessly and could only run to the supermarket to buy a similar hoe.

Considering Brown's height, the handle was lengthened.

Brown quickly arrived at the center of the water house.

When they arrived at the parking lot entrance, Tabari suddenly stopped the car and pointed at the fans next to the entrance and said, "Brown, why don't you say hello to these fans? They are waiting for you." "Waiting for me?"

Only then did Brown notice that someone in the crowd was wearing his No. 66 jersey.

He heard from the players on the team that there were often fans and reporters waiting at the entrance to the parking lot, wanting to interact with their favorite stars.

Of course, most of the time you can only eat a belly full of exhaust gas.

They also reminded Brown to slow down when driving here next time because some crazy fans would rush up and stop the car.

The afterglow of being praised by fans yesterday has not completely dissipated.

Not to mention that Tang Sen has always taught himself to be polite.

So Brown nodded and got out of the car.

Tabari was startled.

He meant for Brown to just roll down his window and wave.

This silly boy actually got out of the car and walked over.

Have you forgotten what the Orlando fans did to you before?

There are a lot of crazy people in Florida.

Last time you defecated on the spot, what if this time a madman shoots you?
He quickly got out of the car and chased after him, only to find the scene surprisingly peaceful.

Brown was surrounded by fans and was signing an autograph for a fan wearing a No. 66 jersey.

His amazing idea was to not only ask Brown to sign his jersey, but also to sign his forehead.

Brown had no idea why he did that.

Signing autographs was not enough, Brown also met the fans' request for photos, and kindly reminded them to come one by one, not to rush, and he would sign autographs for everyone.

Tabari was almost breaking out in a cold sweat. There were about twenty or thirty people at the scene.

There were also reporters waiting there, taking photos frantically.

But the words had already been spoken, and Tabari couldn't drag the man away. He could only ask the security guard nearby to pay attention to avoid any problems.

"Brown, will you play in the next game?" someone among the fans asked.

"I'll play if the coach tells me to."

Brown signed autographs and responded as if it were just a small talk.

"Then you better go. I didn't get enough of what I saw yesterday. You were so awesome! You even tried to dunk over Mourning, but unfortunately you missed!"

"Yeah, that dunk was so cool."

"The key is that it was Mo Ning, how dare you!"

Brown thought about it seriously and said, "It felt a little inappropriate not to dunk the ball in that position."

This remark caused a burst of laughter from the fans present.

The young reporter next to him was clicking the shutter button frantically.

At this time, a fan asked: "Brown, how many points can you score in the next game?"

Brown thought about it and realized that the next game would be tomorrow, still at home, against the Rockets.

He looked at the fan who asked the question: "So how many points do you want me to get?"

The fan was stunned for a moment. No one asked that question.

But he immediately said, "Twenty... no, thirty points. The Rockets are so weak."

"Okay, I'll try my best!"

Brown smiled and continued signing.

While signing, Rivers arrived in his Mercedes-Benz. Seeing Brown surrounded by fans, he hurriedly rolled down the window and waved to Brown, indicating that training was about to begin.

Brown turned around and said hello, then signed autographs for all the remaining fans before waving goodbye and leaving.

As soon as he left, the fans started talking.

"This guy is pretty good."

"Exactly. Much better than McGrady. Last time I waved at him, he ignored me."

"Looking at his performance in yesterday's game, it was really good."

"That's right. Even if he was traded, Hill was out for the season right after he came over, and then he got injured again last night. He's completely ruined."

"He's injured again. When did it happen? How come I don't know?"

Brown, who rushed to the locker room, soon learned that Hill was injured again.

The atmosphere in the locker room was heavy.

After all, I was teammates with Hill for a year.

People like Don Reed called Hill immediately.

But it didn't get through.

"Okay!" Rivers clapped his hands and said, "No one wants this to happen. All we can do is wish him a speedy recovery."

He called everyone to training.

After everyone filed away, Davis next to him whispered, "That was really close."

Rivers nodded in agreement.

Rivers was so shocked last night when he learned that Hill was injured again that he broke out in a cold sweat.

First, I was shocked that Hill was so fragile.

I had surgery at the beginning of the year, and I've been recovering for a long time, but as soon as I played, I got injured again.

And it’s still the old location.

Secondly, he couldn't help but think that if the Magic had not made up their minds in the summer and gone all in to trade for Brown, then if Hill got injured again, the Magic would suffer a huge loss.

After two consecutive injuries, Hill's seven-year contract is almost certain to rot in the hands of the Magic.

Now, let Jordan worry about it.

Davis followed him out and suddenly said, "Doug, do we need to change the team doctor?"

The Magic's current team doctor is Joe Billings.

He formerly worked at the Orlando Veterans Affairs Medical Center and is a senior orthopedic specialist.

He performed Hill's surgery.

Hill is now injured again, which only means that the operation was unsuccessful and Billings' medical skills are worrying.

Rivers was a man of nostalgia. He hesitated and said, "Let's talk about it later."

On the training ground.

It is still mainly based on tactical exercises.

Zone defense?

Rivers gave up directly.

I'm not used to the three-second defense yet, so why play zone defense?

Isn't it good to have man-to-man defense?

Now we are mainly practicing the connection between McGrady and Brown.

The routine is also very simple, which is a high-post screen, with McGrady as the starting point of the attack, and then Brown goes down to catch the ball.

Of course, more tricks can be played on this basis.

For example, a three-pointer from outside after a pick-and-roll.

Or let Grant come out to screen and roll.

When he was with the Bulls, Grant also had the ability to set high screens.

McGrady rushed in, attracted the defense, and then passed the ball to Brown.

In short, Rivers has a clear goal, which is to revolve around McGrady and Brown and find the chemistry between the two.

But he didn't expect that the two of them would find a sense of tacit understanding in just the second warm-up match.

It is still the center of the water house.

McGrady was trapped near the baseline.

He turned his back and swayed left and right, pulling the ball up the line to attack, leaving Glen Rice behind while also attracting Kevin Cato on the other side of the penalty area.

Cato immediately dropped Brown and rushed over to intercept.

At this moment, McGrady suddenly threw the ball into the air like a cold arrow.

Kevin Carter subconsciously shouted "Oh no!" and turned his head to see Brown jumping up, grabbing the basketball in mid-air, and slamming it into the basket.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became heated.

Rivers on the sidelines waved his fists and shouted excitedly, "Beautiful!"

This is the effect he wants.

McGrady, who averaged 26.8 points per game last season, already has enough potential to affect the defense.

At that time, after attracting the defense, no one could stand up to help McGrady share the pressure.

De Klerk simply couldn't handle this kind of alley-oop dunk that fully demonstrated his physical fitness.

Brown now has the awareness of returning a favor, but he does not have the ability to do so yet.

That brilliant pass on the first day of training camp was just a flash of inspiration.

But it doesn't matter, when the ball opens up, Brown has his own way to score.

As soon as his legs were spread apart, it was as if he was nailed to the floor. Kevin Cato was a little bloated and almost 10 kilograms heavier than Brown, but he couldn't push Brown down.

The ball arrives and Brown starts.

Just starting this one, he was a beat faster than Cato.

Still rubbing.

Brown cut across against Cato and used his speed to control Cato's rhythm.

With just two steps, he was already half a body length ahead and had entered a rhythm he was familiar with.

He jumped up, stretched out his arms, and shot a hook shot directly towards the basket.

Very stable, another 2 points were obtained.

Cato's face turned surprisingly dark.

It’s 9 points!
第一节才打了8分钟还不到呢，布朗就已经5中4，还打成一个2加1，砍下了9分。

Before the game, Rockets head coach Rudy Tomjanovich reminded himself not to underestimate Brown, saying that he was the No. 1 pick and could fight back and forth with Mourning.

Didn’t you see how the media praised Brown yesterday?

I'm almost praising it to the sky.

It is also said that the Bulls' Krause had fainted in the toilet and directly told reporters that before the draft, the Bulls were very close to getting Brown.

Cato did not underestimate Brown.

He knew which table he was sitting at, and he just relied on his weight to push people in the paint and grab some rebounds, and that was all he did.

He didn't expect to be able to beat Brown, but he didn't expect the gap to be so big.

The strong body that he was proud of was unable to push Brown away.

Agility and offensive skills were completely destroyed.

He scored 9 points in a single quarter, which drew cheers from the entire audience, but I, on the other hand, had only taken one shot and ended up with zero points.

Turning his head to look at Tomjanovich, who was sitting as steady as a rock on the sidelines with no intention of making a substitution, Cato gave up.

Anyway, I have got a 6-year, 4200 million dollar contract, so I can do whatever I want.

Brown and McGrady's cooperation continues.

More than 9 minutes in, Brown received the ball on the wing and McGrady cut around the basket.

Brown didn't pass the ball, but chose to pull up directly.

According to Tang Sen's instructions, he practiced shooting for an hour every day.

Hard work will always be rewarded.

Although it's not like when Tang Sen was here, where you can feel obvious progress in just two or three days, there is still some effect.

My grasp of some details is getting better and better.

For example, after the basketball slipped out of his hand, the three middle fingers pointed to the ground as Tang Sen requested.

This is also done to improve the stability of basketball.

Hit again.

"11 points!"

The stands were in an uproar.

Kwame Brown's name has begun to echo above the Water House Center.

"Did you see that? The fat guy from Rocket was completely beaten to pieces."

"That's totally normal. Brown is someone who can even compete with Alonzo Mourning. The Rockets' No. 13 is nothing."

Many fans can't even name Kevin Cato.

On the bench, Grant sat out the game because of knee soreness. Listening to the cheers from the crowd, he couldn't help but say to Ewing, "Honestly, I still think this guy is exaggerating."

This feels as easy as eating and drinking water.

“That’s not an exaggeration at all.”

Ewing followed Brown's gaze and said, "I've slowly begun to see over the past few days that this kid's greatest strength right now is his excellent combination of both dynamic and static physical abilities."

"You know how important physical strength is, so whenever he encounters opponents who are not as physically gifted as him, it will be really easy for him to score."

He has confrontation, strength, agility, and a very good combination. These three qualities are enough to give Brown the confidence to beat many people.

"Not to mention that the Rockets' No. 13 is so bad."

Apart from weight, there is nothing good about it.

I don’t know how a player like this got a contract worth tens of millions.

Grant nodded in agreement and added, "This kid is very active today. It seems like he wants to get a high score."

After he finished speaking, he paused and chuckled, "What would Michael think if Brown got a high score?"

Although I don't want to see Hill get hurt.

But the fact is that Hill was injured again, and more than a day has passed since the day before yesterday, and the Wizards have not announced Hill's injury status.

That only means that Hill's injury is more troublesome.

Looking back at this deal now, it is obvious that the better Brown performs, the more the Wizards lose.

Jordan must be having a headache now.

When Jordan was mentioned as being humiliated, Ewing grinned and said, "I told you last year when he went to Washington that he couldn't run the team. To be honest, I don't know why he chose to send Brown away."

With Brown's level, he can carry the team, fight, and has skills, but the key is that he is only 19 years old. You have to be crazy to be willing to send him away.

"Yes."

Grant nodded.

When he saw Brown's performance on the first day of training camp, he couldn't figure out how this deal would happen.

It's a bit like when the Hawks traded Bill Russell to the Celtics.

Rivers also felt that Brown was very active today.

As for the warm-up match, he also encouraged Brown to play more and gain more experience.

After all, I skipped college.

So after substituting Brown and taking a two-minute break, he put Brown back on the court at the beginning of the second quarter.

He wanted to try whether Brown could support the team's offense alone when McGrady was not on the court, such as in back-to-back rotations.

As a result, not long after the game started, when Mookie Norris cut to the basket, he made timely defense, chased from the side and back, and hit the ball on the backboard.

Rivers stamped his feet excitedly.

That’s what surprised him most about Brown.

In addition to having good offensive means, it also has excellent defensive capabilities.

Brown, who has excellent athletic ability, can extend his defensive range to the entire paint area.

De Klerk, who was slow-moving, could not do this.

But Rivers would rather see Brown score.

He came to the sidelines, waved his hand, signaled the offense to give the ball to Brown.

That's what Gabriel meant.

He wanted Brown to score more points, get good statistics, let Orlando fans like this young man as soon as possible, and train Brown into a new star in Orlando.

As soon as the game ended the day before yesterday, Brown's No. 66 jerseys in the surrounding stores were sold out.

And Brown did not disappoint Rivers.

In the second quarter, Brown faced last year's rookie Jason Collier.

He had just returned from injury and needed to get back into shape.

As a result, he ran into Brown.

What Brown fears least is an inside player like Collier.

White people may have good static talents, but average athletic ability.

Whether it is De Klerk, Brad Miller, or Przybilla, Brown can handle them well.

He is not afraid of confrontation and has excellent athletic ability, so he can play easily no matter what.

In the second quarter, Brown played for more than 7 minutes, made 4 of 6 shots, and scored another 8 points.

It's almost 20 points at halftime.

"Still fighting?"

In the locker room, Rivers asked Brown with a smile.

The more he looked at Brown's face, the more he liked it, so much so that he wanted to kiss it.

"beat!"

Brown hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

He remembered the promise he made to the fans yesterday.

I don’t know if that fan is in the stands.

In the second half, McGrady just sat on the sidelines and chatted.

This was once the scene he had imagined, Grant leading the team to victory while he could just watch from the sidelines.

As a result, Hill put on his suit after playing four games and was forced to take on the responsibility of the team and fight for the entire season.

Summer traded for Brown.

McGrady thought it would take Brown a season or two to grow up before he could relax a little.

Who would have thought that I could watch the show right here.

On the field, it was still Collier.

Tomjanovich didn't care about winning or losing, he just wanted to train Collier as soon as possible.

Although Kevin Willis was signed in the summer to fill the inside position, he is almost 40 years old and we can't rely on the old guy to conquer the world.

Position yourself in the penalty area, face competition, step back, turn around and hook the shot.

Brown's ample confrontation and solid footwork made Collier run around in circles.

And defense.

Garrity likes to roam outside the penalty area, and Brown now guards the penalty area alone.

But enough is enough.

Collier couldn't even get into the penalty area after receiving the ball.

In addition to breaking through from the outside, Brown can also work in the air, which is very intimidating.

He led the Magic substitutes to a 10-3 run, widening the gap in one fell swoop.

At the end of the third quarter, Brown faked a shot and made a layup, bringing his score to 30 points.

After scoring the goal, Brown suddenly waved his arms towards the stands and saluted quickly with two fingers at the corners of his eyebrows.

In a corner of the stands, a fan was suddenly stunned and jumped up and down excitedly.

"He remembers it, my God, he still remembers it!"

He shouted excitedly to his companions.

He decided that from now on, he would be Brown's die-hard fan, a die-hard fan.

In the end, Brown, who did not play in the fourth quarter, scored only 31 points.

31 points, 11 rebounds, 3 blocks, and only 2 turnovers.

This performance made Rivers' mouth almost grin from ear to ear at the post-match press conference.

He couldn't help but tickle the wizard.

"I think it was right for the Wizards to insist on selecting Brown during the draft. They had good vision. If they chose Brown a hundred times, he would definitely be the No. 1 pick, and I'm very happy that we got him."

It didn't take long for these words to reach Jordan's ears.

He hasn't left the stadium yet and is in a meeting.

Jordan did not play in today's warm-up match against the Knicks.

And just today, the results of Hill's left ankle MRI came out.

The recovery from surgery at the beginning of the year was not as good as expected.

After consultation, a group of experts from the University of Washington School of Medicine came up with two options.

One is conservative treatment, continue to take care of the patient for another one to two months, and then make plans based on the recovery situation.

Another option is to undergo surgery directly, re-implant steel nails to fix the ankle, and then remove the enlarged bone spurs.

The recovery period will be longer, four to six months, and he will not be able to return until March or April next year.

Hill has not made a decision.

The team doesn't know how to choose.

If you choose conservative treatment, you may be able to recover, or you may not, and then you will miss the surgery time and your season will be completely ruined.

He could also have surgery directly. If Jordan led the team to the playoffs, Hill might have been able to catch up with the playoffs.

So the debate about how to choose has been going on all day.

Jordan wanted to say several times that he was here and that he could drag the team into the playoffs by himself, but in the end he didn't say it.

My knees are not in good condition either.

Then at this time, he received a call from a media friend and learned what Rivers said.

Especially after knowing that Brown scored 30 and 10, Jordan could no longer control his anger and smashed his phone to pieces in anger.

"Shet!"

Jordan yelled in anger.

How he wishes time could go back to the previous summer. If possible, he would never trade Brown again.

At least, not with the Magic.

If I had known this would happen, I would have made a deal with that fat guy Klaus.

At least he still has a healthy Brand.

(End of this chapter)