Steve Cole has been a little confused lately.

When he left the Suns, the reason he said was that he wanted to find a job with more time to facilitate him to accompany his family. In fact, why he left was just because outsiders didn't know about it, it was just that he could not see hope in the Suns.

The Suns are on the verge of reconstruction, and he knows it well. He just doesn't want to waste time on that position anymore. He has his ambitions.

Tnt did send him an invitation letter, but he was still hesitating and explaining that he had worked for more than ten years and was indeed familiar with the game, but it was not very challenging for him. He was actually thinking about challenging himself.

He has worked as a player, and General Manager Ye has worked as a player, but for him, coaches are what he really wants to do now, and that is a truly challenging job.

But now he doesn't have such an opportunity.

Do you accept the job of a commentator?

He was still hesitating.

My wife suggested that he do it first, and anyway, the opportunity has to be waited slowly. Now that the season has begun, the team rarely changes coaches in the mid-term. Unless something major happens, they will change coaches in the mid-term. There are still not many such things.

Otherwise, I'd better play for a season first and wait until the season is over before seeing if there is any chance?

"Didi! Didi!" His cell phone rang out quickly.

"Hello, this is Steve Cole."

"Hey Steve, I'm Donny Walsh."

Cole's heart beat rapidly, and he realized that something important seemed to happen.

"...Are you free? I have something to come to you." Donny Walsh said.

"Of course, I'll come to you."

Cole hurriedly changed his clothes, spoke to his wife and rushed out.

Cole and Donny Walsh meet in a small cafe.

Donny Walshye was not pretentious and directly explained the whole story to Cole.

"So... I will join the coaching staff, and my main job is to convince Mike to carry out tactical reforms?" Cole refined his point of view.

Donny Walsh nodded: "Yes, if..."

Donny Walsh stopped speaking, but looked at Cole with a meaningful smile.

Cole smiled: "I have taken this job, and being able to cooperate with Zhou Mubai is what I most look forward to."

The two old foxes smiled at each other.

Cole was soon in place. D'Antoni was surprised about this matter because his assistant coach team was formed by himself. Management Ye promised not to interfere in the coaching work, but this time he directly stuffed an assistant coach in. Although he was his old acquaintance, he still made him very angry when passing the matter.

Cole is a very qualified lobbyist, but this time he returned in a defeat. D'Antoni did not quarrel with Cole, so he directly found Donny Walsh and got furious. It was not over yet. D'Antoni found Zhou Mubai.

"Zhou, don't think I don't know what you want to do. You ambitious, you just want to control the team! Isn't this good now? I have arranged the tactics that suit you the most, with you as the core. In the past few games this season, you still averaged triple-double. What else are you not satisfied with? You will be happy to have to cause chaos in the world, right?"

D'Antoni grabbed Zhou Mubai and squirted wildly.

Zhou Mubai's faced with the angry scolding of D'Antoni, his face was still very calm. When D'Antoni's expression calmed down, he said: "Mike, I have never thought so before. My starting point has always been for the team..."

"Haha, for the sake of the team, what a high-sounding word, we are not facing the media now, why don't you tell the dirty things in your heart openly? Don't I know what you think?" D'Antoni sneered.

Zhou Mubai shook his head in disappointment: "Mike, you should know my character. I have never thought about it so before. Controlling the team or something doesn't make sense to me. I just want to win."

D'Antoni sneered: "Win the game, are we losing now? Are Chinese people so hypocritical? Why don't you dare to say what you think?"

Zhou Mubai didn't say anything.

"I've been told by me, haha, you have to remember that you were driven out by the Lakers, like a wild dog without a home. I spared no effort to help you and make you a superstar. Now you want to drive me away, and you keep saying it for the team. You are so hypocritical that I want to vomit!"

D'Antoni cursed excitedly, dancing with his hands and feet, his head full of white hair, like an angry lion, not as calm as usual.

"Coach, your accusations do not exist. I must tell you that what I insist on is entirely for us to go further in the playoffs, not for my personal interests." Zhou Mubai stared in D'Antoni's eyes, hoping to resolve the misunderstanding with sincerity.

D'Antoni sneered with his arms and looked at Zhou Mubai coldly.

"You guys came to Steve Cole to replace me at any time, right?"

"No, we just want him to convince you."

D'Antoni was even more angry: "Convince me? Did I do something wrong? My tactics were the key to winning last season. You, Zhou Mubai, are very powerful, but you use my tactics to win differently. Why should you be replaced by the tactics that can win? If you don't beat me, you have to fight the bullshit Princeton tactics! It's all a pool of shit!"

Zhou Mubai sighed slightly in his heart.

It’s not that Coach D’Antoni doesn’t understand, he just…is unwilling to give up.

For a famous coach, asking him to give up his own tactics and use other people's tactics is an insult to him. If possible, Zhou Mubai would not want to do so.

"Coach, why not, we will absorb the advantages of other tactics and integrate them into our tactical system, so that we can not only ensure our characteristics but also make up for our shortcomings."

Zhou Mubai said, this was his final compromise.

This compromise is likely to lay hidden dangers, because it absorbs the advantages of other tactical systems and how many of this proportion is there? Two different systems mean different ideas, and it is actually difficult to integrate with each other.

D'Antoni's tactics emphasize the concentration of ball rights, while Princeton's tactics emphasize the power of the group. Not to mention anything else, the players' own feelings are completely different.

Players who are used to Princeton are difficult to become a shooter waiting for the ball in a short period of time, because one is involved in the offense in depth and has a very sense of participation, and the other is participation in shallowness. The sense of gap formed between the conversion will make the players uncomfortable.

But Zhou Mubai is willing to try it.

But Coach D'Antoni refused.

"My team can only use my tactics."

D'Antoni said this coldly and turned around and left.
Chapter completed!