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Chapter 827 Gorillas and the future(1/2)

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The Pistons ended the first game of the Empire Axis Arena with a big win.

At the end of the game, David Stern and others stood up and applauded, claiming that the Pistons played the highest level of the game.

Bill Davidson is also very popular, after all, everyone in this team is his employees.

The enthusiastic audience filled every seat in the Imperial Axis Arena, and also beat the faces of those who were dissatisfied with the sluts who claimed to be such a large arena.

Momonchen and Hill attended the post-match press conference with Westfal.

The media were keenly aware of the changes in the Pistons: "You seem to have more passes than before. Is this your first step in changing?"

"Yes." Westfal nodded, "we are trying a brand new tactical system."

Another reporter asked Mo Mengchen: "The Pistons have been running and bombing for five years. In the past five years, you have achieved great success. Why do you choose to change?"

"The success of the past belongs to the past." Mo Mengchen spoke slowly, facing the camera, "We will not be self-satisfied because of the glory of the past. There will be many problems on the road to change, and we are also prepared to encounter difficulties. The real strong will find the shadow of restlessness in good times, see the light of success from adversity, and calibrate our goals at all times."

"So, what do you think about Eddie Curry's performance tonight?"

Mo Mengchen doesn't like to praise his teammates face to face, but he is particularly good at praising his teammates in front of the media.

Ricky Davis may have only heard Mo Mengchen praise him face to face a few times, but in the media, Mo Mengchen praises him countless times.

"You all saw it, I have nothing to say." Mo Mengchen did not praise Curry as usual.

Although his answer did not say anything else, he revealed a message to the media.

“dor.mo is not satisfied with Eddie Curry’s performance.”

The Detroit Blue Flag newspaper, which is afraid that the Pistons will not be in chaos, even wrote an article for this title: "dor.mo does not like rookies, and the future of the No. 3 show is bleak!"

Their argument is more convincing than before, because Momonchen does show his dissatisfaction with the latter by not evaluating Curry.

"This is not like you, why do you give the media a chance to make trouble?"

Walking on the passage, Hill asked.

"That words are my truth, I have nothing to say." Mo Mengchen said, "How do they want to understand is their business. We can't lie for nothing for nothing, right?"

"Have you said less in the years?"

"Grant, humans are not constant beasts."

"I know this is your famous saying." Hill asked back, "Then why do you think Eddie is unchanging? Maybe if you praise him, he will be more motivated."

Because I came here through time, I know?

Of course, I can't say that.

Mo Mengchen said: "Do you believe in your own judgment or in my eyes?"

Hill's judgment? A series of things.

Momonchen's eyes? For the pistons, Wallace, Jerome, Miller, Ricky Davis, Ginobili, Reed... everything.

The answer is obvious, Hill can only continue to believe in Momonchen.

Mo Mengchen opened the door of the locker room, and saw two fat, round and black butts entering his sight.

"Dad!"

Randolph called out.

Curry turned around.

The two fat men took off their clothes and were about to enter the shower room to take a shower.

"Wait!" Mo Mengchen shouted.

The two of them came to their senses and didn't know what they had done wrong.

Mo Mengchen walked into the locker room and pointed to a striking drawing board, which clearly stated the locker room regulations: "Jerome, please read these two illiterate pigs. What does the third article of the locker room regulations contain?"

"Okay!" the garbage dog stood up and read aloud: "No one is allowed to expose his body in the locker room, and the violator will be fined $30,000."

"If you commit again, the fine will be doubled!" After the trash dog said that, the dog barked a few times, staring at the scared piston double fat, "Did you hear it clearly?"

Randolph quickly picked up a towel to cover the ** part: "I will submit the fine in time and guarantee that I will not commit it again!"

"Get out, disappear from me!" Mo Mengchen said.

Randolph and Curry rushed into the shower room.

After they left, Rashid said something that had been patient for a long time: "Everyone said that the fat man's chicken* chicken... I didn't expect it to be true!"

“Hahaha~~~!”

After these people laughed enough, Mo Mengchen sat down and slowly slipped his shoes, and then, as if he was careless, asked: "I believe these two stupid pigs must have asked one of you before taking off their clothes here, why no one told them that nakedness is prohibited in the locker room?"

Rashid said: "Dad, a rookie needs a lesson."

"Then I will never change my skills like you?" Mo Mengchen's eyes fell on the other three novices, "I hope I will not see the butts of you three when I walk in next time."

Watson and others shook their heads violently.

Although my mind is full of the buttocks of the two pigs.

It's round and rolling, it's hard to forget.

This matter has passed.

The next day, Henry Ford Training Center.

Westfall repeatedly checked yesterday's data.

Although this game was a big victory yesterday, it could not be used as a reference. The team was in a good condition and the Trail Blazers accidentally became a dead soul under the knife.

With the Pistons' proficiency with Princeton now, there are many mistakes in each game, and it is difficult to play the game that last night's winning advantage in the third quarter. In the fourth quarter, Curry could not see any hope.

He had a premonition that this season would be very difficult.

Transforming from a running and bombing team to a Princeton team will be a difficult and full of twists and turns.

"Don't worry, Paul," Frauses comforted, "We're fine."

How can Westfal be relieved? The Pistons are gathered to practice running and shooting, from December last year to this month, it only took 6 months to add up. There are still two months to play in the playoffs.

In other words, I only had 4 months to practice Princeton last season.

Everyone has their own arrangements during the offseason, and will not mention it.

The preseason training camp has been 2 months since the beginning of the year, and the actual practice of Princeton is only 1 month.

In other words, Princeton, who has been practicing intermittently for 5 months, is still far from perfection. In the next regular season game, no matter who the opponent is, every game will not be easy.

Mo Mengchen is looking for Hill to practice back-to-back singles.

Devil Mountain found that Mo Mengchen's back attack was rapid. Not only did he move beautifully, but he also had a turnover jump shot that could be used to fight him one by one.

"You're really not idle." Hill defended him with 10 goals in a row, and Mo Mengchen scored 7.

Mo Mengchen asked, "Are you idle?"

"Of course not, who else can train more seriously than me?" Hill turned his head stinkingly.

At this time, on the field not far away, Ewing and Curry's practice was brutal.

The inside bullfighting is the most intense.

The position must be blocked from the start of winning the ball, and only those who are stuck in the position can attack. For example, Ewing gets the ball from the position, and after scoring, he still has to continue blocking the position.

This is a test of Watson who passes the ball to them, because if the pass route is biased towards Ewing or Curry, it will be difficult for the opponent who takes advantage of it.

Watson's pass was OK, without eccentricity, and each ball was passed to the middle. Only by blocking the position can you get the ball.

Ewing is old and his physical strength is not as strong as Curry in the whole game. He has more than enough to play such an inside bullfight. Curry is worried about hurting the old man and not being able to get a ruthless position. He lost three consecutive rounds.

Ewing turned his back to Curry, played with a rotation, then turned over and jumped, and shot with his core strength.

"So amazing, how do you practice this?"

"You still want to practice this?" The gorilla looked disgusted, "Your strength is not even as good as the 39-year-old man."

Curry said angrily: "I'm afraid of hurting you, don't underestimate others!"

"Everyone is underestimating you, why don't you prove that you can really do it?" Ewing's words ignited the powder barrel on the boy's body.

From then on, the word respect for the elderly entered the garbage dump.

Curry has an advantage in playing like this. He finally got stuck in the position, received the ball, and topped it like Ewing, but lost the rhythm.

Three no touch.

“The movement is beautiful.”

"What's the point?"

Mo Mengchen rolled his eyes.

"You are so tall and your hands are so long, why do you have to make a big turn-over shot?" The gorilla was amused by the Pistons' future leader, "Do you think I can still cover you now?"

Curry's face turned redder.
To be continued...
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