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Chapter 702 Good Person Card

The Pistons preseason training camp for the 2000-2001 season was set in Santa Maria.

This is a special place, Mo Mengchen clearly remembers that his rookie season, the Pistons' preseason training camp is here.

That is the source of everything. To put it pretentiously, it can be called the place where the dream begins.

After five years, the Pistons chose this place again as a preseason training camp. It may not be anything else, but it can remind people of the past.

Mo Mengchen handled everything at home and left in a low-key manner, with only Medela and Luca Adriano following.

"I really didn't expect the Pistons to choose such a place to start a preseason training camp." Adriano obviously didn't understand the Pistons' choice very much.

Mo Mengchen didn't understand it either. In terms of the environment, Santa Maria was only considered an ordinary one. She had no entertainment activities after training.

"Just go here." Mo Mengchen said.

Medela wanted to say a few more words to Mo Mengchen, but Adriano was present and she couldn't say anything, so she had to watch him leave.

Usually, Mo Mengchen stays in the training camp all the time because the outside is full of fans who want to have "accidental encounters" with him.

In addition to training, his teammates may want to go to nightclubs to play, but he is not interested, so it is difficult to see him unless he is in the training camp.

It’s neither early nor late, there are many people in the training camp at this time.

Hill and Houston who hadn't seen each other for a long time; Rashid, who changed his hairstyle, now he looks like the Roaring Heavenly Lord that people are familiar with later. As long as they wear a blue headband, it will be exactly the same as the big bear in their memory.

Ben Wallace's hairstyle turned into an explosive head, which is also the image that people most impressed with.

Jerome Williams looks stronger, Miller's figure is a bit out of shape, and Lewis's weight will affect his shooting feel? Mo Mengchen is most familiar with Ricky Davis's condition. He has been training throughout the offseason.

At first glance, the main force and main force rotation have almost arrived.

Ginobili finally made it out and became a privileged second-year, and is now exercising the old bird's rights to let Reed pass the ball for him.

And Barkley, who once again used the offseason to eat himself like a pig, and this time it seemed difficult to get back to its original state.

Not long ago, Barkley decided to execute the last year of the contract, which means that this season, he is still a member of the Pistons, but he has given up the pride of the Diamond generation, gave up the competition in the team, and ate himself fatter than pigs. It is estimated that it has at least 135 kilograms.

With this weight, if you play the Lakers again in the finals, maybe you can let him go up to O'Neal?

Barkley greeted Mo Mengchen enthusiastically, and could not tell what dor.mo was thinking.

If he knew Mo Mengchen’s true thoughts, he had already started to curse.

"Mo!"

Barkley called out, everyone turned their heads and looked at last season's double MVP, Dor.mo, who led the Pistons to defend the championship.

They have changes, and Mommonchen has also changed.

Mo Mengchen's change is to increase the total evaluation from 88 to 89, and to train his weight from 90 kg to 93 kg.

He gained weight is a lesson that he needed to spend his best years in his career. His weight gain was particularly slow because he could not perform strength training on large weights, so he could only take it slowly. It took five years to slowly train his body to this point today. Only he himself knew how much he had to pay.

If you want to say something, there is only one sentence.

If there is an afterlife, don't go through a guy with explosives on his knees even if he dies.

The atmosphere in the training camp was relatively depressing, perhaps because of Mo Mengchen's illusion, and he felt that the atmosphere in the team was not as active as before.

Westfal then arrived at the stadium, and was choosing players to stand in the front row and free agents to stand in the back row.

The Pistons have limited quota, and eight free agents in the back row have to compete for one quota.

There are eight people but only one place, and the cruelty of this competition is beyond imagination.

Westfal is still the same. He is used to letting players who come back from vacation play a confrontation game to see their status.

However, Mo Mengchen was not on the list of the match.

"Coach, I can fight." Mo Mengchen didn't want to be a spectator.

Westfal said: "It will be your turn sooner or later. If you can't stay idle, why not be the referee of this game?"

"I?"

When the referee? Mo Mengchen smiled kindly, Westfal thought he agreed.

I would rather hit and die.

"Please ask Gao Ming, please." Mo Mengchen grabbed the ball on the ground, walked directly to the basket in the corner, and shouted to the staff, "Who will bring me a pair of scissors?"

"He appeared, the Nets' lifelong enemy - dor.mo!"

Lewis, who was not afraid of death, whispered, but fortunately he was not heard.

Westfal later divided the starting list of this confrontation.

White team: Hill, Houston, Cronne David, Rashid and Ben Wallace.

This lineup suddenly caused whispers from the surrounding area.

"Isn't calling my dad here to start?" Lewis muttered.

Blacks: Ginobili, Michael Reed, Ricky Davis, Lewis and Miller.

Williams, Lauderdale, Maglouil and Barkley are viewed on the wall.

From this point of view, there are really too many inside lines of the piston.

There are four people in the black and white teams, and there are four people watching the show on the sidelines.

"Trunk Dog" Williams was the number one power forward substitute last season, Lauderdale was a steadfast patron of water dispenser, and Barkley won't get much chance in his last season. Seeing this lineup, Magloyle doesn't expect playing time in his rookie season.

This terrifying depth of the inside line.

There is only one reason why the Pistons attach so much importance to the inside line. The contemporary inside line is too abnormal, especially O'Neal, who is at its peak.

Three months ago, O'Neal almost wiped out the Pistons' inside line. At the critical moment, they let Lauderdale reach the end.

Even with so many inside players, it is still a bit too small to put in front of O'Neal.

Even the Pistons are so difficult. The situation other teams face when facing the Lakers can be imagined. There is no worst, only more serious.

However, the personnel matching of the black and white teams is not balanced.

The four main players of the White Team, one free agent, and the five of the Black Team are all substitutes.

From this point of view, our head coach is still not cruel enough. If he wants to slash the substitute's spirit, he should let the guy who is good at hitting people play - right, it's me, a dor.mo who combines appearance and strength and a combination of dor.

Mo Mengchen held scissors in his hand, and the lineup of the match made him interested.

This is not the case with this lineup. Why is Westfal's sword taking a different approach?

With a whistle, the confrontation began.

There is no suspense about jumping the ball. Rashid easily defeated Miller and gave the racket to Hill.

Hill took the ball, just like the Pistons have done countless times in the past three years, and wanted to grab this opening attack, it was like a tiger going down the mountain, rushing to the frontcourt, passing the ball to Houston on the outside, and the king of mid-range shots pierced the heart with one arrow.

"Rookie, where is your defense?" he shouted at Reed.

Reed gritted his teeth and wanted to fight back because the coaching staff was watching from the side. This was the first in-team match he played since joining the Pistons. He could not give the coaches too bad impression.

As a result, he just got the ball from the outside and Houston let him go one meter.

"Photo shoot, it's rare for people as tolerant as me." Houston squirted trash words like Mo Mengchen, "Why don't you shoot? Shoot!"

Reed gritted his teeth and made a three-pointer.

The strange move made the coaching staff frown. The team's shooting coach Jon Lauder spit out an injuring sound: "I felt like my eyes were covered by shit."

"This young man's shooting move needs to be greatly changed!" he muttered.

Mo Mengchen was sure that Reed heard him. Although the opponent was just a shooting coach, such an evaluation by the shooting coach he had met for the first time would be a major blow to anyone.

However, after watching Reed's shooting, Mo Mengchen and Lauder's views were consistent, and even felt that he was too light.

If you have to describe Reed's shooting posture as insulting shit, it is also a piece of expired polluted shit that has lost its value.

So, that should be said.

This guy's shot looks like I'm blinded by the hot smelly shit.

The intensity of the field and the trash talks that the main players blew away, and the ruthless suppression of substitutes led by Houston and two Wallaces shocked Magloire who was watching the game.

"It's just a confrontation..." he murmured, "As for it?"

Barkley was too lazy to explain to the rookie that the people on the field were not like mad dogs at the beginning. This kind of mad dog-like competitive atmosphere, or competitive atmosphere, was brought by that person.

Barkley glanced at Momonchen, who was looking at the match at the bottom corner.

Mo Mengchen made the Pistons training a battlefield. Barkley had heard of Jordan's championship crash course. Many people failed to survive that difficult period. How did Mo Mengchen do it? Barkley had never worked with Jordan in the NBA, but he was a good friend of Jordan. He knew Jordan's nature very well, based on his understanding of these two people.

Mo Mengchen will only be even worse than Jordan during training. Without Hill's coordination, few people will be able to hold on.

Over time, the suffocating competitive atmosphere was cultivated.

That's how it is now.

The main players were frantically suppressing the substitutes, but the substitutes did not accept their fate. They were looking for the rhythm of the game. Many of them had just resumed training and were not in a competitive state.

After the first half, the main player led the bench by 16 points 28 to 12.

"Has the hell been used on women during your holidays?" Houston said with a substitute.

Miller smiled and said, "There is still half a day, ah."

"It's still too late to apply for a replacement, why don't that rookie come up and try it?" Rashid was so angry today that everyone wanted to do it.

Magloire's hair is inverted.

Miller smiled and pushed Rashid's suggestion: "No, I'm fine."

Because of this sentence, Miller became the first person to take away a good person card from Magloire.
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