Chapter 7 This is unlikely, right?
Housman's sarcasm made other people smile unidentifiedly, and there were disputes in places where there were people, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.
The atmosphere became even more weird when Zhou Mubai entered the stadium.
As soon as Zhou Mubai entered the stadium, he saw a strange situation in front of him.
He glanced at Jeremy Lin, who was quite conspicuous among the black and white groups, was quite conspicuous. Zhou Mubai smiled and nodded, saying hello.
As for other expressions, Zhou Mubai glanced at them and reflected their expressions into his mind. In just a moment, he felt that there was not much kindness in it, but more about waiting and eating melons.
Zhou Mubai smiled. He had seen too many such emotions, especially in the United States. Suspicion, contempt, underestimation, and stubborn discrimination can be seen everywhere. A powerful country, but in it, you can feel various fragments.
Zhou Mubai found a place to sit down and became a quiet and beautiful man.
The players began to warm up and prepare for the next training.
When it was nearly ten o'clock, Coach Tom brought a young man to come over. When Tom saw Zhou Mubai, he nodded and greeted him.
The young man talked to Tom and arranged for the players to start basic training, dribbling around piles, layups, dynamic dribbling under interference, dribbling breakthroughs under single defense throughout the game, mid-range shooting training, three-point training...
Zhou Mubai looked at it very seriously. He felt it was shallow on paper. Only by witnessing it with his own eyes can he truly realize the essence of things.
"How do you think?" Tom quietly came to Zhou Mubai's side.
Zhou Mubai nodded and said, "Their foundation is still very solid."
Tom was stunned. He really saw some tricks?
The members of the Harvard team may be average in talent, but their foundation is really good.
The young man stood not far away, and the contemptuous look flashed across his face when he heard Zhou Mubai's words.
Anyone can tell whether the foundation is solid or not can be seen by a fan. If it is just this level, the so-called guidance is a joke.
"Is there anything that needs improvement?" Tom asked.
Zhou Mubai shook his head: "This level is enough to execute many tactics."
Tom said in surprise: "You actually read the tactics book?"
Zhou Mubai nodded: "I want to see the team's tactics."
Tom directly handed the tactical manual on hand to Zhou Mubai, then turned to look at the training on the field, but the sound of constantly turning pages came from his ears. Tom was a little surprised and looked back and saw Zhou Mubai page after page, very seriously but quickly turning it over.
"Look at it slowly, don't worry," Tom reminded.
Zhou Mubai lowered his head and continued to turn the pages, saying, "It's okay, I've slowed down."
Tom: "…"
young people:"……"
Are you serious?
I can really understand it if I read it so quickly?
Those are tactical diagrams. Ordinary basketball enthusiasts look at the dense numbers and arrows. A picture can be clarified in half an hour. Even Tom himself, if he wants to see a new tactic, he must first figure it out.
Tom was calm, but the young people couldn't help it. Most Americans were straightforward and upright, even those with higher education intellectuals.
"You make sure you can understand, what did you see?" The young man was a little irritated.
Zhou Mubai looked up at the young man: "What are you?"
"Oh, this is Smith, my assistant," Tom introduced.
Zhou Mubai pulled the corner of his mouth slightly and smiled: "This should be easy to understand. The variant Princeton tactics emphasizes the inside function here is replaced by the small forward function, so... I guess the effect should not be particularly good, so Coach Tom emphasizes the offense and defense of the outside line more."
Tom's eyes changed, and the young man looked at Tom with a look of surprise on his face. Tom understood what Smith meant: Do you think this person is a basketball novice?
No wonder they were surprised. There were several aspects to establish the foundation for saying this.
First of all, the concepts, the basic concepts of inside, small forward, offense and defense;
The second is tactics. Although Princeton’s tactics are famous, many people just listen to a name, not to mention that this is a variant, not to mention that it is a classic Princeton;
The third is the extremely terrifying reading ability. You can see these problems at a glance. Whether it is the accumulation of tactics and the agility of thinking, they are all terrifying.
"These... are really what you learned all night, Zhou, have you really not been exposed to basketball before?" Tom asked in silence.
Zhou Mubai nodded and continued to look through the tactical manual in his hand. After a while, he said, "Tom, can you let them practice the tactics?"
Coach Tom and Smith nodded, and Smith immediately clapped his hands, attracted the attention of the team members, and said loudly: "Hey, guys, according to the previous team, the two teams will fight against each other and practice tactics. You can follow my command, and the attacking side will attack according to the code I shouted!"
The players showed their bitterness one by one. Practicing tactics is definitely a chore. Especially in the process of proficiency, they have to constantly understand tactics on the one hand, and on the other hand, because tactics require cooperation. Once someone understands it inappropriately and runs to the wrong position, the whole tactic becomes a mess. Not to mention attacking, sometimes the running position can be collided together.
However, this is Harvard University. They are Harvard students, and their brains are still very good and their understanding of tactics is quite thorough. Zhou Mubai can clearly see that the overall nature of these students is very good.
Zhou Mubai stared at the running position on the field like a twelve. After a twenty-minute tactical exercise, his brows never dropped.
As time came, Smith applauded and summoned the team members to drink water first, then gathered in front of Tom, and surrounded Mu Bai, and then shouted: "Listen to the coach to evaluate your performance." But his eyes passed by Coach Tom and looked at Zhou Mu Bai.
Coach Tom glanced at Smith meaningfully and said, "Zhou, how do you feel?"
Zhou Mubai was still immersed in thinking and looked up in a daze for a moment: "What?"
The team members burst into laughter, with sharp laughter and ridicule.
Smith stopped everyone and repeated the question.
Zhou Mubai suddenly realized: "Oh, I want me to comment, right? Coach Tom, can you say it?"
Coach Tom smiled and nodded: "Of course, that's what I'm asking you to come."
Zhou Mubai nodded and smiled, "Okay, then I'll talk about my opinion. We just practiced three tactics, codenamed r, s, and e. If I read it correctly, r is actually a variant of ucla cut, s is actually a V-word tactic, while e is an iverson cut."
Jeremy Lin, who had been lowering his head, suddenly looked up and looked at Zhou Mubai blankly. It was impossible. If Zhou Mubai said that he was just a basketball novice, how could he see and explain the root of the tactics?
White whispered to Jeremy Lin: "Is the information wrong? It's impossible that I haven't been in contact with basketball this week, right?"
Chapter completed!